Traveling to the Earth: My martial spirit is a hoe

Damn it, I quit. I only agreed to give lectures to the third grade of high school, but it was you who broke the promise first.

Luo Qiong was about to turn around and leave, but thunderous applause erupted in the stadium.

Especially the high school students, their eyes looking at Luo Qiong were gleaming with excitement at this moment, and they felt like a fanatical fan seeing their idol.

After studying in the morning, Luo Qiong has risen from the original top student to the god of study in their hearts.

As for those sophomores and freshman students, although Luo Qiong only stayed at the school for two months, his legend has been circulating in the school, and countless juniors who are sophomores and freshman regard him as their idol.

And secretly determined that he must become a person like him.

After seeing Luo Qiong at this moment, everyone was very excited. In addition, seeing that their idol was so popular in their senior year of high school, everyone was even more excited and their palms turned red.

Luo Qiong, who was about to leave, was also startled by the warm atmosphere.

At this moment, two female students suddenly ran out from the crowd, each holding a bouquet of flowers.

After the two came to Luo Qiong, they pushed the flowers in their hands into Luo Qiong's arms, and then "held" Luo Qiong's arms to the rostrum.

After arriving at the rostrum, Luo Qiong discovered that the podium where one had to stand to give lectures had now been replaced with a table, and an office chair had also been thoughtfully placed.

There was even tea already brewed on the table.

There was even a camera directly opposite the rostrum, and a teacher was operating the camera to point it at Luo Qiong.

"Uh~~~"

Luo Qiong couldn't help being speechless, and then gave Chen Taiquan a vicious look.

But our Director Chen turned his face away as if he hadn't seen it.

"Old Chen, you are really a thief. You are trying to trick my nephew."

On one side, Luo Pingfan couldn't bear to see Chen Taiquan's operation.

"I'm trying to maximize my profits, okay? If I don't take advantage of him now while he is still a student in our school, I won't have a chance when this kid becomes successful in the future."

Luo Pingfan was so shameless that he couldn't say a word.

At the same time, there was a hint of enlightenment in my heart.

No wonder the two of them came from the county in tandem. Why can they climb so fast? Their relationship is because they are not thick-skinned enough.

The applause lasted for more than two minutes and then slowly stopped. Everyone looked expectantly at Luo Qiong on the rostrum.

This made Luo Qiong feel like he was rushing to the shelves.

Now give up?

Obviously it's impossible.

"Damn, die is dead."

Luo Qiong gritted his teeth and released his surging mental power again, wrapping up the entire stadium in the blink of an eye.

The moment his consciousness came out, all the students felt their hearts tremble, and all distracting thoughts disappeared at this moment.

"Students, in this class, we are going to talk about mathematics."

As Luo Qiong's voice sounded again, the feeling from that morning reappeared.

The students only felt that the numbers, symbols, formulas, and graphics turned into elves, changing into various forms in the air.

It was as if I had entered a three-dimensional space. Those formulas and functions were disintegrating and combining step by step in the air. The process could be seen clearly.

Those two-dimensional figures that were originally drawn on paper have now become real three-dimensional geometry. The auxiliary lines that were originally unimaginable after racking their brains are now so simple.

Those jumping characters, extending lines, and endless looping decimals are no longer the rigid, cold words in books.

Instead, they have become active and want to actively express themselves and show their "conspicuous bag".

Only then did they realize that the mathematics they thought they had studied for three years turned out to be like this. Only now do they realize what mathematics is?

All the students seemed to have forgotten time at this moment, eagerly learning everything they saw in front of them.

Including the teachers, they also feel that they have entered a new world at this moment. The more they understand and write, the deeper their experience becomes. Compared with the students, the teachers who have been immersed in it for more than ten years feel as if they have been enlightened.

The long lectures made them think that they had mastered all the knowledge in high school. But after listening to Luo Qiong's explanation, they realized that they were really arrogant.

Knowing yourself is just the tip of the iceberg of mathematics.

No wonder I thought I had explained it clearly to the students, but they still couldn't understand. It turned out that it was not the students' problem, but that I didn't understand the thinking clearly.

After thinking about this, the teachers no longer looked at Luo Qiong but at the students.

When three people are walking together, there must be one who is my teacher. The ancients are sincere and do not deceive me.

Compared with the relaxation, satisfaction and comfort of the teachers and students under the rostrum. Luo Qiong is indeed in a difficult state at the moment.

An hour after the lottery started, he felt that his spiritual consciousness had been greatly consumed. At this rate of consumption, he would definitely not be able to persist until the end of get out of class.

So he could only silently run the Divine Refining Technique while giving lectures, and began to restore his consciousness.

This really slows down the consumption of spiritual consciousness.

But as time goes by, the supplementary power of spiritual consciousness still cannot offset the consumption. The situation of not being able to make ends meet lasted for another hour.

Luo Qiong's power of spiritual consciousness is almost exhausted, but there are still some knowledge points that should be explained.

Luo Qiong could only continue to grit his teeth and persist.

As time went by, Luo Qiong felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, as if they were about to close at any time, and his head felt so painful that it was about to explode.

The body that was originally standing upright could only hold on by supporting the table with both hands.

"Hold on a little longer, hold on a little longer."

As Luo Qiong narrated, he secretly gritted his teeth and persisted. At this moment, he had already used the Divine Refining Technique to the extreme, but he was still desperately trying to squeeze out every ounce of divine soul power.

Due to the high-load operation, Luo Qiong's forehead was already covered with beads of sweat. In this summer, bursts of heat came out of his head.

However, no one noticed this situation. The attention of all the teachers and students in the classroom was completely attracted by his story.

Finally, Luo Qiong's last trace of consciousness was used up, and he plopped down on the office chair prepared for him.

As Luo Qiong sat down, today's course was finished.

Luo Qiong couldn't hold on any longer, so she closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Just after Luo Qiong fell asleep, everyone who was still immersed in the ocean of knowledge slowly woke up.

Everyone looked at Luo Qiong, who had fallen into a deep sleep. No one made a sound, and even his breathing was deliberately suppressed.

Even veteran teachers who have been teaching for decades can’t sustain four hours of uninterrupted explanations, let alone continuous and uninterrupted output.

The most important thing is to condense the knowledge of three years of high school, or even three years of junior high school, or six full years into just four hours.

This is no longer something that can be accomplished manually.

At this moment, the way everyone looked at Luo Qiong was no longer filled with enthusiasm, but with deep gratitude.

Time passed like this, and no one bothered Luo Qiong.

In the end, I don’t know who took the lead, or maybe everyone had a tacit understanding. Everyone bowed deeply to Luo Qiong again.

The atmosphere of the entire stadium seemed particularly solemn at this moment.

But at this moment, Luo Qiong, who was leaning on the office chair, suddenly opened his eyes and saw everyone bowing.

"Holy shit, I'm not dead yet. What are you doing, saying goodbye to my body?"