King of 25 Cubs

Of course, it is impossible for Master and his elders to reject me for no reason. In the end, I could only take a bag of gifts and snacks and ran to Yokohama to make up lessons.

But to be honest, Butei's hard-core supplementary courses may not be suitable for me.

The first is with Dr. Yosano.

As a doctor and a licensed doctor, she has a very rich knowledge of biology and chemistry, and she will combine theoretical knowledge with practice in her lectures.

If she didn't always scare me and insist on "practicing" on me, I would actually like listening to her lectures...

"Bones can be divided into long bones, short bones, flat bones, irregular bones, and air bones according to their shape... You missed the air bones in this question."

While talking with Dr. Xie Ye, he took out a machete from his toolbox.

"How about this, I'll goug out a piece of air bone on your body, you will definitely be impressed, and by the way, you can also see what the air bone looks like, next time you encounter this kind of problem, you will definitely not go wrong."

"I was just sloppy this time, and I will make no mistakes next time. Please forgive me, doctor!"

With a sad face, I ran around to avoid being chased by Dr. Xie Ye.

Although she didn't really cut me open, I always felt that the next time, the next time, or the next time... might be doomed.

However, the threatening education with Dr. Xie Ye is still very successful to some extent, at least I will not make mistakes on the topics she missed here.

This is the case with Yosano, but it is not much better with Edogawa Ranpo.

I heard that when Mr. Ranpo's parents were still alive, he received an elite education from a young age, and eventually dropped out of school because the school's teaching plan could not keep up with Ranpo's IQ...

To be honest, not only the school can't keep up, but I can't keep up either.

"Huh? Why did you choose B?"

Luanbu squinted his eyes, with an expression of "how can you be so stupid that you can't do such a simple question": "Of course I chose B because ACD is not right."

I said with a wooden face: "No... I just want to know why the ACD is wrong."

"Isn't this obvious? You can tell it at a glance."

I:"……"

Ah, my brain hurts.

As for the Chinese taught by Master himself...

Since he accepted me as an apprentice, he has cultivated my literary quality, but at that time, I believed in not being forced if I can do it, so naturally I didn't learn very well.

What's more, there is still a certain distance between examinations and literary literacy.

"Uh...Master, isn't this part of what you said beyond the outline?"

I looked at the teaching aids in front of me several times, and I was not sure: "Although Natsume Soseki is also in the scope of the syllabus, it shouldn't be so much, right?"

The textbook only briefly points out his literary achievements, and reads and analyzes some text fragments, but it does not test whether he is a supernatural person or his outstanding contributions in politics.

Master, you are carrying private goods!

The master's voice paused, as if he realized that he had said too much.He was silent for a moment, turned over Natsume Soseki's page, and began to talk about the next test site.

Although the master has a facial paralysis, at this moment he inexplicably revealed a feeling of "I really want to talk about Natsume Soseki, I really want to keep talking about it".

Seems a little pathetic?

"...I'm sorry to interrupt you, Master, you should continue talking about Soseki."

The master cleared his throat: "If you are interested in Natsume Soseki, I can tell you in detail after you are admitted to Tokyo University."

Me: "...Okay, thank you Master."

Save the children, I need an "ordinary" teacher!

Probably God heard my prayer, so he sent my junior teacher who taught mathematics to me.

real!Mr. Kunikida is very good, he is the kind of super ordinary teacher!

He can draw a standard circle with his bare hands without a compass, and draw a line straighter than a ruler without a ruler.

Facing such an ordinary Kunikida-sensei, I suddenly feel very comfortable.

"Be careful, don't sleep, I'm going to transform!"

Mr. Kunikida tapped the small blackboard with a solemn tone.

"This is another sub-question."

"Why are you looking down at the blackboard... what are you doing looking at the blackboard, looking at me... what are you doing looking at me, reading a book!"

"Mr. Ranpo has a case to investigate, this class is about math."

"I'll delay you for another 2 minutes, and the get out of class will be over after this question is finished."

"After so many years of teaching, you are the worst class I have ever taught!"

……

I take a deep breath.

Although I was scolded, I feel more comfortable, what's going on?

Not only is it comfortable, but I even feel that I can do another thousand math problems.

But there is a good saying - relatives will deceive you, friends will betray you, only if you can't do math, you can't.

Holding the paper that was only one point away from passing, I fell into the painful daily routine of brushing questions.

By the way, Kunikida-senpai still doesn't know my real age.

When asked why I want to study high school knowledge, I told him: "Live and learn, I want to take the adult college entrance examination and go to a university for the elderly."

Kunikida expressed high praise and full support for my ideal——

"Senior sister, you are really a role model for my generation."

He pushed his glasses and said seriously: "I should learn from you."

When he wasn't teaching, Kunikida turned back into that "respecting the old and caring for the young" kind of fooling his junior.

But I think, when I am admitted to Dongda University, the expression on my junior brother's face will probably be very interesting.So even if it's just to see his shocked expression when he finally found out the truth, I have to work hard to get into the University of Tokyo.

The university for the elderly has become the University of Tokyo, and it is exciting to think about it.

Although the above three subjects are very tragic, my English can be something to be proud of.

After all, who can program is not good at English?

So Toru Amuro's video teaching only lasted for two days, and then he gave up.

"No, it's too unfulfilling."

He looked at my paper, which was only deducted two points because of illegible handwriting, with a very bored expression: "Which subject are you not good at, tell me to make me happy?"

"I knew it!" I patted the table and glared at Toru Amuro on the tablet screen: "What are you talking about kindly helping me with my lessons, you actually want to see my jokes!"

I hung up the video angrily, dragged Amuro into the blacklist for 24 hours, and finally got bribed by a cake he made himself, and then took him out of the blacklist again.

It's also asking me which science is not good, the head teacher... No, Mr. Ango's tone is much better than that of Amuro Toru.

"How's your tutoring going? Which subject are you not doing well?"

"Math and biology."

I flipped through the paper folder and found the worst biology test paper.

A certain fill-in-the-blank question with a red circle——

A plasmolysis is a (envy) and (envy) separation.

I said solemnly: "Don't leave the papers empty during the exam, and you have to answer them all if you don't. Maybe the marking teacher will give me hard work points for the sake of writing so many words."

Under the fill-in-the-blank question, there is also a sentence I wrote to plead for love——Thousands of rivers and mountains are always love, can you give me one more point?

And Dr. Xie Ye left me a line of flamboyant and scribbled characters - there is true love in the world, and giving a zero is also love.My dear, the dissection room is waiting for you~

Mr. Anwu hesitated for a moment: "Your biology teacher also taught you anatomy? High school students don't learn this, right? And do you still need to learn anatomy?"

Really not needed.

Which muscle and bone in the human body are the weakest, and which nerve feels the strongest; which artery dies the fastest if you cut it; if you attack different areas of the head with the same force, what are the subtle differences in the degree of injury and the time of coma... I also count these as Old man.

"My biology teacher didn't teach me about dissection." I said blankly, "She just wanted to dissect me."

"...Is your biology teacher so cruel?"

"Actually, it's okay. Her lectures are indeed very interesting, and thanks to her, all the questions I missed will not be missed a second time."

I took out the math test paper with the lowest score again, and reflected on myself: "Mathematics is mainly about forgetting formulas and problem-solving ideas, and many answers to questions are not standardized. I can make correct answers, but the process is not what the teacher wants. kind of."

Mr. Anwu looked at my answer which was all correct but not scored, and said in a complicated tone: "Then you are also very good at solving high school mathematics with calculus?"

"Hey, so this is calculus?"

I keep my eyes open.

After thinking for a while, Mr. Anwu poked the paper with his fingertips and explained: "Although it's not exactly calculus, the problem-solving ideas are similar."

I looked back at the paper with a look of surprise: "I just think it is more convenient to solve it this way, so I have learned calculus without a teacher? Am I a genius?!"

"Do you believe that college students across the country who are struggling in high mathematics and finally fail in calculus will want to beat you up when they hear your words?"

I nodded slightly: "High school mathematics, referred to as high mathematics, there is nothing wrong with it."

Mr. Ango: "..."

"Oh, by the way, Chinese language is also a problem."

With a bitter face, I took out the composition side of the test paper.

"...The topic people asked to write is 'What conveniences have modern technological progress brought to mankind', what are you talking about?!"

Mr. Anwu couldn't bear it anymore, and finally yelled out.

I said seriously: "On the contribution made by the progress of modern science and technology to the upgrading of heavy firepower weapons, according to the adjustment and comparison of the combat methods of the armies of various countries, analyze what changes will occur in international relations under the new situation, and whether people with different abilities can To maintain superiority under the rapid development of technology."

"This is just a high school composition, not a professional paper, and you are over the word count!"

Mr. Anwu was angry: "How do you ask the marking teacher to score? Is it going to give you a full score or a zero?"

I was a little unconvinced and said: "My master emphasized that the composition was well written, and he also said that he could try to send it to the email address of the academic journal and ask them if they will accept the manuscript."

After finishing speaking, I whispered again: "But my junior brother gave me zero points."

Mr. An Wu covered his face and lamented: "Why is it that only your junior brother is more normal?"

I thought for a while: "Probably because he wears glasses like you?"

"...I'm just complaining, I didn't ask you to answer, just answer whatever you want!"

"Oh?" I said happily: "You finally admit that you are a jerk?"

"Shut up, you, listening to you can shorten your life for several years."

Mr. Anwu was so angry that he heard my next sentence: "Your short life must be due to staying up late, don't throw the blame on me."

Ango Sakaguchi: "?!!"

As a result, some overtime colleagues in the Secret Service were fortunate enough to enjoy the scene of Mr. Ango chasing me all over the corridor with a broom.

His elite image as a professor and scholar was finally completely destroyed by me today.

"Gaosui, come down for me."

Ango looked up at me coldly.

I squatted on top of the huge square instrument and shook my head vigorously: "You're going to beat me up, I'm not a fool, so I won't go down."

Mr. Anwu said with a straight face: "Come down, or I will shoot."

"Tch, pull it down, there is no bullet in your pistol at all."

Since the mimic incident, Mr. Ango has never put bullets in his gun—this is the melon I just ate today from my colleague Ms. Tsuruta.

System: [Unless Ango Sakaguchi knew that Oda was almost killed at gunpoint, he would not have done so; he should have a good idea of ​​why Oda survived. 】

I snorted softly: "Can I not count? Mr. Ango is also engaged in intelligence. How could it be so coincidental that Dr. Yosano happened to pass by in the middle of the night to save Odasaku? The only possibility is that I have something to do with Butei what your neighbors did in it."

It doesn't seem strange that neighbors help each other, and it makes sense.

In particular, I still know Dazai Osamu, not to mention the relationship, but at least I can be considered an acquaintance.

"As for Mr. Ango, he didn't ask anything, and he didn't say anything. He probably thought I didn't know about the relationship between him and Oda Saku. Now he is so concerned about my study that he even checks my phone number in his busy schedule. Homework, may not be thanking me in other ways."

If it was in the past, at most he would assign tasks and encourage me to study hard, so he wouldn't be as concerned as he is now.

After all, Mr. Ango is very busy, so busy that there is almost no time to sleep.

【Then why did you deliberately make him angry? 】

I sighed, and said in a low tone, "I'm just a little...subtly unhappy."

The most important thing is that thanks to me, I left me with homework that I couldn't finish. Is this what people do? !

But Mr. Anwu comes in and out of breath quickly.After he calmed down, I jumped off the instrument.

"Your problem is not a lack of knowledge, but a lack of common sense. The problem is that those relatives and friends who give you extra lessons are not very common sense."

Mr. Ango said angrily, and brought the topic back.

He pinched his brows, looked like he was having a headache, and said earnestly: "The exam will be in January next year, and it will definitely be too late to throw you to school now. You might as well take a supplementary class or find a tutor."

I touched my nose: "Hey, my junior brother said the same thing."

In fact, everyone in Butei gave me tutoring for about a week, and found that the effect was not good, and they also found out where the problem was, and the suggestions they gave were similar to those of Mr. Ango.

What I need to get back most is the train of thought, and the progress of the review is not so important.

I thought what they said was very reasonable, so I put the matter of finding a tutor on the agenda and handed it over to the housekeeper, and then went back to Yokohama.

In addition to thanking my relatives and friends for their recent care, I also went back to my home. I kept all my old notes and teaching materials in my previous home. I decided to check to see if I could use them.

When I went out with the cardboard box in my hand, I took a casual glance and suddenly found that a lawn with shrubs and wind and rain flowers in the yard had been crushed!

I don't know what rolled over it, the flat flower buds drooped pitifully, and the petals fell off;

"Fuck, who killed Qiandao?!"

When I first planted these flowers, I took good care of them. These years, they have always been full of flowers and leaves, full of vitality. I just moved not long ago, why do they look devastated?

The system dragged its tone and said meaningfully:

[Maybe some stray cat ran into your yard and had fun rolling around. 】

I'm about to suffocate.

Which stray cat is causing my flowers? !

I'm going to stew it!Definitely have to stew it! ! !

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