Who wants to be a male model after being reborn? I want to be a male god.

Chapter 11 I confuse myself

Before coming here, Gu Xingruo felt that he was very much like Sun Wukong, and Xu Wen was the Tang Monk.

Her master was captured by a monster named Zhou Xiaoji, so she hurried to seek help from people in heaven, and then she invited the principal over.

She wanted to liven up the atmosphere with jokes about Sun Wukong and Tang Monk, but Xu Wen's solemn "thank you" caught her off guard.

"Oh, it's not a big deal. It's just a small favor. Besides, I didn't do anything." She scratched her head, a little incoherent.

Gu Xingruo just caught a friend from the regular class who happened to be watching the fun in the office. He roughly repeated to her what had just happened.

Even if she didn't call the principal, Xu Wen was not at all inferior to Zhou Xiaoji, and even scolded him so much that he couldn't utter a word.

She didn’t know what the other teachers around her thought, but those students did feel their blood boiling.

After all, at this age, who doesn’t like stories about people of lower status resisting oppression from the powerful?
She called the principal over just to resolve the matter quickly so that Xu Wen could go back to class.

"If it weren't for you, Zhou Xiaoji would probably eat me." Xu Wen turned his face and smiled gently.

Gu Xingruo, who usually talks a lot, became silent instantly after seeing this scene. She could feel her heart beating wildly and her ears were filled with a "thump thump" sound.

Xu Wen’s smile was very warm, as if filled with sunshine. In her world, he was the only bright spot of color.

On the way back to the classroom, Gu Xingruo didn't say anything else, silently recalling the smile in his mind.

"Report." Xu Wen shouted report again. This scene just happened in the last class.

Fortunately, the biology teacher is a kind-faced old lady. She is usually very lenient with the students. In her words, all the students in the experimental class are good kids and do not need to be supervised.

She asked the two to return to their seats and then continued her lecture.

Xu Wen was thankful that something like what happened to Zhou Xiaoji didn't happen again, otherwise it would have been endless.

The classmates were all surprised to see Xu Wen return to class unharmed. He seemed fine and just sat in his seat to listen to the class.

However, the surprise only lasted for a short time. After all, studying is the most important thing now. What happened in the class is at most a small dessert in the boring life. It tastes good but you can't eat it all the time.

The morning goes smoothly, and after lunch we take a nap, and slowly everyone will forget what happened in the morning.

Until the afternoon math class, Zhou Xiaoji slammed the book on the table as soon as he entered the room. He looked around, and the inexplicable low pressure made everyone afraid to speak.

Just when everyone thought he would cause trouble for Xu Wen, he took the initiative to bring Little Bee with him, holding the chalk in one hand and this morning's test paper in the other.

"Some students, don't think you are great just because you can be a little clever and answer a few questions. If you don't do well in the mock test the day after tomorrow, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Although Zhou Xiaoji was speaking to the whole class, everyone knew that the "some classmates" he was referring to were Xu Wen.

Under the "guidance" of the principal, he no longer argued with Xu Wen about what happened in the morning, but that didn't mean he didn't hold a grudge.

He has no suitable reason to punish him now, but he will give him an excuse when the mock exam results come out.

No one will say anything if he teaches students a lesson about their test scores, right?
In Zhou Xiaoji's opinion, Xu Wen, a student who usually performs below average in the experimental class, will not see any dramatic improvement in his test scores in a short period of time.

The questions he picked today might just happen to be the ones he knows how to answer. It's his bad luck. He definitely won't be able to do it next time.

"Let's look at the last question left from yesterday, which is the derivative formula. What can we see at a glance from the known conditions?" Zhou Xiaoji was still talking about the question from the morning.

He knew that Xu Wen had already explained it to everyone once and his ideas were correct, but that didn't stop him from explaining it again. Let them ask Xu Wen for the wasted time.

They have already learned everything they need to know for this question, and these top students want to do other things, but the person on the podium is Zhou Xiaoji, and if he finds out, it will be a big problem.

They could only sit in their seats and listen to him explain the questions again. Among them, only Brother B interacted frequently with the teacher, and the two of them sang in unison.

As they listened, some students who were good at studying discovered that Zhou Xiaoji's problem-solving ideas were very complicated and not as simple as Xu Wen's.

But this was the reference answer in his hand, and he spoke according to the reference answer.

"From this formula, we substitute f(x) and get the answer -1." When he got to the third question, he suddenly froze on the podium and said, "Wait a minute, let me see."

The answer was clearly 1, but when he calculated it on the blackboard it was -1, so he began to check the previous steps.

"That's right." He muttered to himself.

The top students in the class went crazy. Zhou Xiaoji once again confused himself when he was explaining the last question. This was not the first time. They realized how useful the method Xu Wen taught in the morning was. Now everyone would rather he teach the class.

"Teacher, you forgot a semicolon in front." Finally someone pointed out the mistake.

"Some of my classmates are so angry that they are confused. He alone has delayed you for so long." Zhou Xiaoji quickly went back to correct: "Let's calculate it again."

"Guo Yilin, just shut up. Your 'hmm' just now clearly indicated your agreement. How come you didn't see that?" He vented his anger directly on Brother B.

Xu Wen finally remembered Brother B's name.

Brother B in the class is like this. He is basically unable to please anyone and is useless except for being the teacher's lackey.

Now Guo Yilin finally became quiet and stopped talking.

Afterwards, Zhou Xiaoji finally explained the third question clearly, but it took up a full ten minutes of get out of class time. When he left, he seamlessly went to the next English class.

Everyone in the class now has the same idea.

How about letting Xu Wen be their math teacher?
Fortunately, the English teacher did not have the habit of extending the class. The students in Class 17 fell asleep on the desks in groups after taking the class for an hour and a half.

Xu Wen didn't think it was a big deal. He just picked up tonight's homework and started writing. The intensity of this job was much easier than the work in his previous life.

He had to teach others in the evening and could only use the breaks to finish his homework as much as possible.

"Well." A sweet girl's voice suddenly sounded in front of him: "Xu Wen, I still don't understand the third question you talked about this morning. Can you help me look at it?"

This voice will be called the top young lady's voice in ten years, and will definitely be a hit in the online dating market.

In people's stereotype, the owner of this kind of voice usually has a weight that oppresses the vocal cords, but the person in front of Xu Wen has a voice as sweet as hers.

"What don't you understand? Let me help you look at it." He took the paper from Xia Ning.

The handwriting on the test paper was neat, and she had copied down all the problem-solving ideas on the blackboard that morning.

After Xu Wen took a quick look, he immediately found the problem.

"You didn't understand this step because you didn't learn a formula thoroughly." He began to explain the problem to Xia Ning patiently.

"Xu Wen, I didn't understand either!" Gu Xingruo moved a chair and sat directly between the two of them.

As soon as she got up, she saw a vixen pestering her little beauty. How could she tolerate this?

"Wait until I finish." Xu Wen's gentle voice seemed to be comforting the grumpy cat at home.

After hearing this, Gu Xingruo had no choice but to wait obediently by the side.

Fortunately, Xia Ning’s question was not complicated, and Xu Wen’s attention quickly returned to her.

"What didn't you understand?" He looked at the question the eldest lady handed over and found that it was the last big question.

If she said she didn't understand, Gu Xingruo didn't understand at all. She just wanted Xu Wen to ignore others and didn't think too much about it.

"Why can we get the answer directly here?" She asked a random question.

After seeing this, Xu Wen said helplessly: "Formula."

Gu Xingruo realized that she had asked a very stupid question, but she hadn't given up yet.

"Then here! Why bring it in directly here!"

"The known conditions in the question."

All I can say is that poor students should not come to ask questions to top students, otherwise questions like “how to boil water” will often arise.

Gu Xingruo doesn't care how to boil water.

As long as there is no other woman around Xu Wen!

(End of this chapter)