The Mysterious Heiress: Researcher In Disguise

After the first class in the evening, Song Fang went outside to let the wind go.

Wang Yu came over and sat next to Fu Zhi, worried: "Sister Zhi, in fact, our school's grades in City A are not as good as those of Guyuan and Qiheng, two private schools, especially our class has been procrastinating. With the existence of the school's average score, how can it be compared with key schools?"

"And I heard that the students in Class 1 and 2 were transferred to these two schools. They joined forces to leave us old, weak, sick and disabled..."

Fu Zhi propped his chin with one hand, and put the other hand on the computer keyboard. He was writing the courseware, and occasionally switched to a black screen, but it disappeared in a flash, and he couldn't see clearly at all. With headphones on his ears, he said something , "I can't find it, I can't accept this order."

A sighing voice came from the earphones, "Ouyang's family is coming to an end, so I have to check on Ouyang Zhui's child. How could Ouyang Zhui have a child? There is no clue at all, so you can rest..."

Pull off the earphones and turn off the black interface.

She looked at Wang Yu with a clear voice, "Is that why you have no confidence in me?"

Wang Yu shook his head, "It's not that I don't have confidence in you. It's that the enemy is too good, and our teammates are too good at it. My grades can pass, and sows can fly into the sky."

Who doesn't want to get good grades? His desire to get good grades, Wang Yu said, "My desire to be good is no less than the desire to overthrow Brother Fang and set things right anyway, and become the second in command of Class 21. One person is under tens of thousands, but I don't have that kind of heart." It's up to you."

"You have." Fu Zhi affirmed Wang Yu, "It depends on whether your parents mind if you don't carry on the family line."

"..."

In fact, Fu Zhi had a general understanding of the students in Class 21 during his time in No. 1 Middle School.

They are the ones who have not learned the knowledge of junior high school, and then reinstill the knowledge of high school, and their minds are chaotic, and they have not been able to keep up with the progress for three years.

But in this class, Zhou Zihuai and three or four other students including Zhou Tingting and the others had excellent grades.

So Fu Zhi refuted Wang Yu and said, "Your teammates are also very good, just like Zhou Zihuai, aren't they all very good?" Why did they kill a whole boat with one shot.

"They are excellent because—!" Wang Yu raised his voice, noticing that the students around him were looking at him, coughed softly, looked around, then lowered his voice, the teacher reported to the school to deal with these students, but Qian Wenrui protected the rich child in the family, not only made Zhou Zihuai tolerate, but also told Zhou Zihuai's mother that Zhou Zihuai had a tendency to violence... Zhou Zihuai couldn't stand it anymore, so he deliberately took the Waterloo exam in the second grade of high school, I brought a few students from poor families to Class 21 from Class 1, and I heard that Zhou Zihuai's biological father died a long time ago, and now he is following his stepfather..."

Why did Zhou Zihuai's name in the speech English competition be crossed out and changed to Fu Zhi on the first day Fu Zhi came to Class 21, Zhou Zihuai would take the initiative to help Fu Zhi.

To put it bluntly, I just empathize with him, thinking that Fu Zhi, like him, is also fatherless, raised under the Lu family's dependents.

At the age of sixteen or seventeen, it was the age when scandals were flying everywhere.

None of the boys in Class 21 doubted that Zhou Zihuai liked Fu Zhi, just because they knew about Zhou Zihuai's past.

In a life where the family is broken and conflicts are constantly intensifying, boys will not choose who they like, and they cannot give the person they like a future.

Wang Yu put his hand on Fu Zhi's table, "Sister Zhi, don't think that Zhou Zihuai is quite normal every day. Song Fang told me that his stepfather loves to drink and beats him every time he drinks. Your family conditions are incomparable."

Fu Zhi narrowed his eyes.

"Okay, Sister Zhi, I won't tell you anymore, I'm going to eat." Wang Yu pushed Su Xing's chair back under the table, "Zhou Zihuai didn't say anything about it. He has a strong self-esteem and doesn't like to mention such things. I just told you so fast, you just pretend you don't know, but don't confess to me!"

...

Evening self-study.

Professor He Ming and his party left No. 1 Middle School early.

Fu Zhi saved the courseware he had just finished in the USB flash drive, and then went to the podium at the front of the class to fiddle with the courseware.

The education in Huaguo is fundamentally different from that in foreign countries. Whether it is from elementary school to high school or university, all knowledge points must be transformed into topics in the end.

When Fu Zhi gave lectures to some experts and famous university teachers, he would find some teaching plans written by himself and specific examples corresponding to the majors in various fields. The most important thing for Class 21 at present is the final exam this time, but the basic knowledge also requires Hold on tight.

In fact, in the final exam, Class 21 has a cheating weapon that is sure to win - Ye Jiu.

But Fu Zhi's vision will not only be on a small final exam, but on the long-term results of the next college entrance examination.

Therefore, the content of this make-up class is different from the high school knowledge that He Ming and the others taught during the day. What Fu Zhi did was the courseware for junior high school.

Chinese... Chinese can be left alone for now.

Mathematics, English, physics, chemistry, biology, these are the top priorities.

In fact, when science subjects cannot fully understand the origin of the formula, there are also some knowledge points that need to be memorized by rote.

After finishing the lectures every day, you can also stick to the facts and establish a discussion group system. Students like Zhou Zihuai and the others from Class 1 were divided into five or six students to guide each other, to help each other discuss and study, and to check for omissions and fill in vacancies.

Fu Zhi's plan is quite complete.

After all, she heard that the adults in the family manage children like this.

Therefore, when Fu Zhi stood up with the USB flash drive, Class 21, which was still noisy, became quiet all of a sudden.

"Don't worry about your academic performance. I have ordered a batch of books on important knowledge points in junior high school. Let's start with basic knowledge." Fu Zhi glanced at the students with wide-eyed eyes, "Sit down and talk about it. , I have already discussed with the school, and the time for evening self-study will be managed by myself.”

The classmate below said "Wow".

They sat upright like little radish heads.

Then, Song Fang came late with a pancake fruit from outside the class.

Fu Zhi glanced at him, "There is no rule, let's talk about the discipline after get off work. From tomorrow onwards, everyone will come to school on time at six o'clock for morning self-study, and after school at half past five, they will rest for an hour, and then they will gather on the playground and run Walk for half an hour and continue to study at night.

In my class, you are not allowed to be late and leave early, eat snacks and play with your mobile phone. Once you find out that you will be fined to run five laps, there will not be too much homework. Everyone must complete it every day. Can--"

"What do you want to do?" Wang Yu followed up.

Fu Zhi looked up at him, and said unhurriedly: "It's done, reward for running five laps, and move on to the next task."

Wang Yu: "..."

What kind of reward is this?

Wang Yu wailed, "This is too much pressure, Sister Zhi, I have never gotten up so early, slept so late and studied so much since I was a child!"

Fu Zhi has no expression on his face: "It's neither bitter nor tiring. The third year of high school is boring. When you're tired, think about it. You can't inherit the family property, and the rich woman looks down on you. If you don't study well, you can't even hire someone to beat Song Fang and set things right. No."

Song Fang:? ? ? ? ?

Song Fang: "Okay, Wang Yu, who are you going to set things right for?"

Wang Yu: "..." Brother Fang, listen to my explanation?

I just skinned it.

Who told me that I was originally a mink, and fur is my nature, so what evil could I have?

Fu Zhi motioned for the two to be quiet.

Continue to complete the request. These requirements sounded very strict, but in practice, she also had to cooperate with the students in Class 21 to get up early and go to bed late to study.

Ma Mingquan watched Fu Zhi announce various plans outside the classroom, biting the handkerchief in his hand in relief, with tears in his eyes, "What a good boy!"

He told Xiao Liu.

Director Liu looked complicated.

What's the matter! The whole is a lost girl.

Why did you get entangled with President Li!

And what I said, it doesn't seem like I realized that I was wrong!

Thinking about it, I heard a "boom--".

The blackboard was knocked on the ground to make a loud noise.

Director Liu subconsciously looked up at the source of the voice together with the students in Class 21.

It's Fu Zhi.

During the lecture, the whole body was wrapped in air-conditioning, and his face was expressionless, just like the live broadcast that casually crushed An Mixiu back then.

It's not the way he usually smiles with others, it's true, standing there with an inexplicable aura, which made Class 21, who was still struggling, suddenly panicked.

At this moment, the girl is holding a white chalk in one hand and a pointer in the other, tapping on the blackboard.

The white chalk is falling down with the tap of the ruler.

The girl's voice was calm and indifferent:

"you--"

"What are you looking down at? Is there a question on the table? Look at the blackboard!"

Very good, this tone, this demeanor, this action!

Even Director Liu who was standing outside the classroom felt a rush of familiarity, as if it made him feel the fear of sitting in the classroom and being dominated by the class teacher more than ten years ago!

The little heads under the podium stood up one by one.

No matter how sleepy I am, I will be awakened by the sound of these two knocking on the blackboard.

Fu Zhi, who was holding the test paper, moved one hand lightly, and she broke a long section of white chalk into two sections, and then, she held the long section in her hand and continued writing, while the short section fell off. It landed on the ground with a "da--".

Various operational symbols and formulas were smoothly written on the big blackboard.

The small heads and big eyes below listened attentively.

In less than a minute, Fu Zhi pinched the test paper in his hand.

The girl knocked hard on the podium with her other hand.

Taking a deep breath, under the ignorant little eyes.

One word at a time, he opened his mouth and said:

"What is unclear? Who told you to look at the blackboard? What are you doing looking at the blackboard? Look at me!"

Director Liu and Ma Mingquan looked over subconsciously.

"The options of A and B are obviously... What's wrong with this? I don't understand? What are you looking at me for? Read the test paper!"

"Looking at the test paper again, what are you doing staring at the test paper? Taking notes!"

"..."

Ma Mingquan and Director Liu: Damn, don't say that the students in class 21 are scared, they already feel a deep sense of fear because of the internal smell!

I talked about one question for about five or six minutes, and after I finished speaking, I quickly passed it. When it came to the next question, after talking about ten questions in a row, basically an hour had passed.

"Extending a knowledge point, I mentioned a volume in the process of lecturing the topic before, and now the topic is out, who will go to the blackboard and do it?"

"No one raised their hands? Then I'll start the roll call."

"Come on, Wang Yu, Song Fang, you two come to the blackboard and do it. The others tear up a piece of white A4 paper and write their names clearly on the paper. After a while, the students in the last row will go forward and pass it to me."

Everyone: "..."

I really miss the summer when Ma Mingquan gave lectures, the old man's voice was so gentle, and the old man's eyes were so soft.

Unlike Miss Zhi...

I don't know how many years they haven't been dominated like this.

Now the person concerned feels fear, apart from fear, there is also regret why he didn't study hard in the past?

As long as they are doing well...

Song Fang and Wang Yu glanced at each other, and they both saw in each other's eyes a kind of heroic feeling that the wind is rustling, the water is cold, and the strong man will never return.

The two walked up from under the podium with a groan.

The journey of four seconds is not long, but it is really short.

Can barely write out two formulas, two sixteen-year-old giant babies standing in front of the podium want to cry or not.

Fu Zhi sat at his desk drinking tea, scrolling through Moments, without looking up, "Give me another three minutes, it's all the knowledge points I've talked about, don't waste time, I'll collect the students in the last row when they arrive. "

The students in the last row: "..."

What?

Harvesting the lives of the students in the class?

Damn, it's such a bad day.

Sister Zhi put too much pressure on her!

Even Director Liu, who was standing outside Class 21, had to touch the raised goosebumps on his arms, and said with emotion, "The movement she made with chalk just now is exactly the same as the movement that the class teacher used chalk when I was young. Both are Somehow, the chalk was broken in half and a small piece was wasted on the ground."

"And what she said from the beginning of the lecture. It can't be said that it is completely different from my previous head teacher, but it is no different."

Ma Mingquan: "...I think so too."

In three minutes, Fu Zhi stood up from his chair and clapped his hands, "Hurry up in the last row, get up and collect the questions, don't ink. Five minutes is enough for you to answer the questions. faster."

The students in the last row stood up grumblingly and began to collect the four papers. Song Fang and Wang Yu standing on the podium were quite confused.

Fu Zhi noticed that the questions written by two people had only simple formulas below, without specific algorithms and answers.