Million UP School God Plays Me Every Day [MTL] (Completed)

Chapter 11 Classification

The conversation stalled.

After a while, the chemistry teacher grasped the key point, "What do you mean if you don't understand the question? Do you not understand the knowledge points, you are unfamiliar with the angle of investigation, or something else?"

Xie Lan was leaning against the window sill, slightly raising and lowering the index finger of his left hand, which was an unconscious movement similar to vibrato.

He is a little anxious.

The reason for handing in blank papers is very simple. First of all, I don't know many characters, and second, I don't know what they correspond to. This is true, but it is counter-intuitive - because normal overseas Chinese rarely have reading and writing skills as poor as his, not to mention that even if the knowledge system is not right, they should at least have heard the basics of nitrogen, hydrogen, aluminum and magnesium.

He originally saved a little bit of luck to get away with it, because according to experience, after careful explanation, he would often face the next question--

The male teacher next to him suddenly reacted: "Could it be that it is difficult to understand Chinese? Hey, but your parents are Chinese, right? Logically speaking, it shouldn't be so."

coming.

Xie Lan was shocked and left the window.

"They are Chinese." He subconsciously answered, and then his tone became hesitant, "But...they, um, are more..."

Speak less Chinese.

In other words, under Xie Jingming's insistence, he did not speak Chinese easily.

"What?"

A careless and slightly displeased voice sounded at the door.

Dou Sheng swayed in with his sleepy hair, his face was speechless, "It's really good to go to school together and fly a kite on the way."

Xie Lan froze for a moment, "What are you doing here?"

"Dou Sheng is here, just in time." The chemistry teacher beckoned, "Mr. Hu said you are familiar, do you know his usual level?"

"Xie Lan?" Dou Sheng glanced at Xie Lan, "Mathematics is higher than me, a rare god in the world. What's wrong?"

Xie Lan tried hard not to roll her eyes.

The chemistry teacher was helpless, "You are poor. He handed in a blank paper in chemistry and said he didn't understand the questions."

"Oh, that's it." Dou Sheng glanced back at Xie Lan, and gave him a bitch wink.

"..."

Xie Lan had a premonition that he would be cheated to death here today.

Dou Sheng turned his head around and didn't answer right away. He yawned sincerely first. He was really sleepy, and the eyelashes around his eyes were wet after the yawn.

Infected by him, the male teacher just now yawned too.

Then the biology teacher also covered his mouth.

Xie Lan was about to roll her eyes when she suddenly felt a kind of sleepiness rushing down her forehead and into her nasal cavity.

yawn--

"..."

This man is poisonous.

"What is there to worry about?" Dou Sheng stepped forward and glanced at the paper perfunctorily, "I went to England at the age of three, can I stand here and say hello teacher? My name is Xie Lan, I am a returnee, and my idol is the handsome Dou Sheng. , That's not bad, you're a man of Mengxi pens and Xinzhou Qianshan, who are you trying to embarrass? Why don't people just write down the ancient method of copper smelting?"