Chapter 493: Chapter 493

"Okay," Zhang Zhongxing finished the last math problem, looked at the kids below who were diligently taking notes, and asked, "Is there anyone who still doesn’t understand?"

The crowd was silent...

Zhang Zhongxing asked again, "Is there anyone who still doesn’t understand?"

The crowd was silent...

"OK," Zhang Zhongxing nodded, erased the answers he had just written on the board, completely ignoring the students who hadn’t finished copying, and started writing a new problem on the whiteboard. Once he finished, he put down the pen and said, "Now, solve this problem." Read full story at novel✶fire.net

Looking at the incomplete notes and the new problem on the board with additional conditions, everyone felt that there were still unclear parts in their minds, wanting to review the examples from before but couldn’t recall anything. They looked at Zhang Zhongxing blankly, though a few who remembered began to write quietly.

Zhang Zhongxing seemed to have anticipated this situation. He glanced at the students softly and then looked at Bi Xia, who was working on the problem with a pen in hand.

"Bi Xia," Zhang Zhongxing said calmly, "Come up and write on the board."

This had apparently become a tacit understanding between Zhang Zhongxing and Bi Xia: you help me teach the students, and I’ll give you flexible rest and leave time. Primarily for the convenience of taking leave, so Bi Xia had to cooperate with Zhang Zhongxing.

But this time, everyone noticed that unlike before when Bi Xia would go up reluctantly, now, Bi Xia’s face was expressionless.

No one could say exactly how long it had been since they had seen the usually emotionless face of Bi Xia, except when someone provoked Class H and angered their leader. At other times, even if Bi Xia wasn’t smiling, he also didn’t exude coldness towards Class H.

Bi Xia took the pen handed over by Zhang Zhongxing, glanced at the question, and then directly started writing on the board.

When the last word was finished, without waiting for the students below to react, Bi Xia pushed the sliding whiteboard to cover the problem, turned around, and approached the previous example problem.

While everyone was still puzzled, Bi Xia slowly started explaining, as she had done during the recording of ’I Am a High School Student’. She outlined the steps and thinking directions in her cool voice, then wrote a concise distribution procedure.

Everyone quickly got into the groove, following Bi Xia’s thinking without panicking to organize notes or doing the problems on their own. They thought while responding to Bi Xia’s questions.

After Bi Xia finished the last sentence, she looked at the students below, "Take out your notebooks, and listen to the question."

Everyone hurriedly took out their notebooks and kept up with Bi Xia’s speed, jotting down the new problem she stated. After finishing the problem, she put down the pen, looking at the students with emotionless eyes, "Wu Zhiyuan, Zhao Wenxin, come up and write on the board."

Zhao Wenxin and Wu Zhiyuan paused, looked at each other, swallowed hard under Bi Xia’s gaze, took their notes, and went up to the podium.

Bi Xia stepped aside and stood next to Zhang Zhongxing. Zhang Zhongxing chuckled, "It seems you’re quite suited to be a teacher."

"Not really," Bi Xia replied coldly, "I lack patience, and also..."

Bi Xia glanced at Zhang Zhongxing, "You don’t command enough authority."

Zhang Zhongxing shrugged, "Why do I need authority? Yunhui High School is a place for students’ independent learning. If you don’t work hard, I have no obligation to make you work hard."

"Ha," with a cold laugh, "then why did you call me up."

Zhang Zhongxing raised an eyebrow, "I’m the teacher, but you are the boss. If you don’t take charge of your people, who will?"

Looking at the clock at the back of the classroom and then at Wu Zhiyuan and Zhao Wenxin, twenty minutes...

When Zhao Wenxin and Wu Zhiyuan stepped down from the podium, Bi Xia glanced at Zhang Zhongxing, who made a cheering gesture at him, then expressionlessly went up to the podium, "Have you all finished?"

The youth’s starry eyes flashed with anger, slowly saying, "Do you think becoming the top of the first grade is something impressive now?"