Drifting Towards You

Occasionally someone saw that they were about to sigh, but they looked at the black eyes of the boss, Mo Cheng, and swallowed the words that came close to their mouths. They covered their eyes and muttered: "I didn't see anything...I don't know anything. I didn't see..."

Before Si Mocheng left, Tang Ziyan stopped him, trying to make him a good one.

Unfortunately, he left without turning his head.

Tang Ziyan was so angry that she had to hit Li Xiaoxiao with her idea.

"Xiaoxiao, how do you do this question?" Tang Ziyan said in a soft tone.

Li Xiaoxiao looked up at the title, and said in no hurry: "Look for the second-order guide first."

Tang Ziyan's hand, which was about to write, paused again.

Well, that's right.

She has no idea what it means to ask for a second-order derivative.

Seeing her deflated, Li Xiaoxiao bends her eyes, feeling a little bit happy in her heart.

Li Xiaoxiao's steps are more detailed than Simo City, so it took more time.

But soon, she found the answer, checked it again and felt that it should be correct, then put down the chalk and returned to her seat.

Seeing the two of them finished one after another, Tang Ziyan's expression was pale.

Li Xiaoxiao, this scheming bitch!

Didn’t you say no?

Why do you write so much?

Is there anything else to ask for a second-order derivation to embarrass yourself deliberately?

Tang Ziyan forced herself to withdraw her mind, looking at the big solution under the title, she only felt particularly embarrassed.

And her friend's situation is better than her. Although he didn't listen to the class seriously, he still listened to a few sentences, plus the question is simpler than Tang Ziyan's, but made a three or four points.

Therefore, there are four questions on the entire blackboard.

For a time, there was only a blank space under Tang Ziyan's title, which was especially empty.

"How to do this question?" Tang Ziyan had no choice but to cast his idea on her friend.

The girl looked up, and shook her head nervously, "Neither can I, this is a high number..."

"Trash, you don't know what you wrote yourself!" Tang Ziyan was extremely angry.

The girl was a little aggrieved: "I...I happen to know a little bit about this question."

At this moment, the teacher had already walked around in the classroom, before returning to the podium, he first looked at the substitutions made by Li Xiaoxiao and Simocheng, then his eyes fell on Tang Ziyan and the girl's topic.

Seeing Tang Ziyan's delay in writing, the teacher immediately prompted: "The third question, first ask for the second-order guide."

As soon as the teacher spoke, many people looked up.

Hearing this word again, Tang Ziyan's face became even more ugly.

Seeing that she hadn't started writing, the teacher frowned and said, "Why don't you write?"

Tang Ziyan had to turn around and said, "Teacher, I don't know much about asking for second-order guidance..."

The teacher was also a little surprised and frowned, "Which department are you from? This is a very basic step. Just now I walked around the stage and more than 90% of my classmates did it."

Tang Ziyan's face has been a bit unbearable, but she still pretended to be calm and said, "I'm from the School of Art and Media."

The teacher didn't have much reaction, and said lightly: "No wonder..."

Before Tang Ziyan could understand the meaning of this sentence, she listened to the teacher: "Okay, you can go back. Although it is said that high numbers may not have any effect on you in the future, since you have come to attend the class, I still hope that you can have it. Whatever you have gained, otherwise wasting this time is deceiving yourself and others, and it is meaningless."

Tang Ziyan's face was blue and purple, especially ugly.

It wasn't until I returned to the stage to do a good job next to Simo City, that I felt that the contrast between the several questions on the blackboard was so great.