Xueba God-level system

Wang Binghui doesn't want to face these boring textbooks and teachers all day long. What he yearns for is another piece of sacred and bright land - the small square next to the water park near the Fifth Middle School, because there is a place where you can A place to play basketball.

Not only has the air and sunshine to enjoy bathing, but also the fifth middle school authentic sports student Pao who always has nothing to do and carries a basketball.

Thinking of the scene when he could occasionally hit a three-pointer basket, Wang Binghui was almost too excited.

At this time, his action of preparing to shoot a three-pointer almost caught the eyes of math teacher Zhang Guilin.

Fortunately, he reacted with lightning speed, otherwise he would have suffered a real disaster.

Teacher Zhang bragged that he had learned a good skill from a master of martial arts before.If he can be described as quite accomplished in the field of mathematics, then his influence in the sports world is no less than that of mathematics.

This teacher Zhang, not long after the death of the class teacher Wu Wenbin, because a student forgot the symbols of the boxes on both sides when writing the domain x, he was punched into the intensive care unit ICU by his ancestral fist. Inside, it is said that several days have passed, and there is no sign of improvement.

Wang Binghui didn't want to be punched one inch for no reason, he was not a fool, nor was he stupid to that extent.

However, he can't have both, he has to choose between going out to play or staying in the classroom for class.

In this way, while he was meditating, another two, three, and 10 minutes passed. Adding the five or six minutes he had meditated before, there were really only 6 minutes left before the end of get out of class.

At this crucial last moment, he finally made the greatest decision, which was to escape from the classroom. Even if there was only one second left, he wanted to be the boy who arrived at the basketball court early.

For Wang Binghui, the weather is clear and cloudless today, and he just had a physical education class in the afternoon, and now he wants to do some more exercises.

The advantage is that his seat is arranged in the last row of the classroom, and it is also the position closest to the back door.

In the sphere of influence of the ninth class, Wang Binghui dared to say that he was the second closest to the door, so no one would dare to say that he was the first, because apart from him, the closest to the back door was only his deskmate. Zou Cheng and Huang Yu, the enemy in the front row.

The right time and place are all in place, and the only thing left is to reconcile people.Zhang Guilin, an old man who can't teach mathematics well, the only thing missing is this person's quarrel.

After careful consideration, Wang Binghui finally thought of a countermeasure.

He met the math teacher's eyes, showing the attitude of a master.In fact, it seems to be something in mathematics, and he doesn't really understand it.Can't do anything, pretending that he still can't learn?

“同学们，这个函数在0到1之间是单调递增的，可是他在1到＋∝之间的区间是单调递减的。那么像这样，0到1和1到＋∝（正无穷大）是两个单调区间。”

"Forget it, it's more intuitive for me to draw on the blackboard, or the students behind me won't be able to see it."

Teacher Zhang looked at the blackboard that he had written all over with chalk, and suddenly his head was covered with black lines.Usually, he would ask students who couldn't answer the questions to clean the blackboard, but today is different. The content of this part is relatively simple and easy to understand, and there is nothing particularly difficult.

There are still 4 minutes before school is over, and it seems unnecessary to wipe the blackboard now.