Dressed as a vicious female supporting role

Chapter 167 Mathematics is really interesting

There was a rustling sound in the classroom.

Jiang Jinpan paused for a moment with his fingers pinching the paper, raised his eyes slightly, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his lips.

After a while, there was a wailing sound in the classroom.

"Fuck! What the hell is this!"

"How can there be such a terrible thing as physics in the world!"

"My God! Is Jiang Jinpan human? How did she get perfect marks?"

"Wooooow! I can't read English!"

"I want to give up! I'm not a student at all!"

……

Here, Wan Li excitedly took out his books, ready to show off his skills.

After a while, Wan Li's face collapsed, and he leaned back against the back of the chair, his eyes seemed to be on fire, "This math is really interesting."

Zhu Wei was holding the English book at this time, with a sad expression on his face.

Hearing Wan Li's words, he turned his head instantly and said in disbelief, "What? Can you understand?"

Wan Li usually only knows how to pick up girls and play games, but he has never seen Wan Li pick up a book!
Is it...

Zhu Wei's eyes flashed, and he immediately looked at Wan Li with the eyes of a traitor.

Could it be that Wan Li is secretly studying? !

Wan Li spread out her hands, "It's so interesting that it makes you feel that life is boring."

As soon as these words came out, Zhu Wei immediately took a pen and threw it at him, "What are you pretending to do!"

Wan Li pouted, and looked helplessly at the math book in front of him, "What should I do? I can't understand it at all!"

Wan Li sighed, suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

Immediately turned sideways and asked Jiang Jinpan behind him, and said with a smile, "Sister Jiang, your grades are so good! Teach us!"

Didn't Jiang Jinpan tell the whole class that day that he would teach them?

Wan Li's voice was not low, and the students who were sluggish and hit by the blow just now became energetic, and their eyes looked at Jiang Jinpan without blinking, as if they were shining.

Jiang Jinpan raised his eyes, glanced around the classroom, and pondered for a moment.

"How about this, I wrote some notes before, you take them and read them first, and then if you don't understand anything, make notes and ask me together! Let me see how your foundation is?"

Jiang Jinpan took out a few notebooks, Wan Li's eyes lit up, and he snatched the thickest notebook first.

When the other students saw this, they didn't care what they were shy and reserved, and ran over to get the notebooks on the table.

In less than three seconds, Jiang Jinpan's table was completely robbed.

The other students who didn't grab it were very angry.

"Ahhh! How are you so fast!"

"Leave me a copy!"

"I can't do anything!"

"Why are you like this!"

……

Some female students were so anxious that they cried on the spot!

Jiang Jinpan's heart skipped a beat.

"It's okay, these notes are read in turn, you can read them after they finish reading."

Hearing this, the female students were slightly relieved, and after thanking Jiang Jinpan, they sat back in their seats.

Seeing this, Jiang Jinpan raised the corners of his lips slightly.

She didn't expect them to trust her so much. She had imagined that no more than half of the people would ask her to get the notes, so the notes were not copied...

At this time, the students who got the notes had already started to look through them, and the others who didn't get them sat on their seats and stared at them eagerly, with anger in their eyes.

After reading for a few seconds, he lowered his head and picked up the book helplessly, and there were wailing sounds from time to time.

Seeing this, Jiang Jinpan bent his eyes into crescents, smiled, and looked down at the composition paper in front of him...

In the blink of an eye, a week passed...

Jiang Jinpan lives at three o'clock and one line every day, going around the dormitory, classrooms, and cafeteria, giving lectures to classmates, doing papers, and being dragged to the podium by the teacher to give lectures from time to time, but he has a fulfilling life.

(End of this chapter)