Meng Xiaozhi Sugar Core

Someone is smoking in the boys' restroom? Could it be a teacher? If it's a teacher, it seems unlikely. The school is a no-smoking school. If a teacher smokes and is caught by the leader, he will face a serious punishment. It is most likely that the student is smoking.

But, should I intervene? After all, I am still the president of the student union, even though I will hand over the position soon. But will it be too nosy? In addition, I am not in a good mood today, so I decided not to take care of this extra matter.

Just as I turned around and prepared to leave, several figures came out of the toilet. They were none other than several boys in the class. Liu Li and Liu Jiacheng walked out with a group of boys, talking and laughing.

At this moment, I couldn't help but get angry. Teacher Song was still crying because she was worried about your studies, but you guys started learning to smoke.

"Stop right there!" I yelled. When Liu Li and Liu Jiacheng saw that it was me, they subconsciously backed off and took a half step back. But that doesn't mean the other boys would back off.

"Hey, isn't this the famous guy in school?" The boy who led the group looked to be about 1.9 meters tall. I had to look up to see him because he was so tall. "Why are you looking for us?"

"Are you guys smoking in there?" Although there is no comparison in terms of height, I cannot lose in momentum.

"You are wrongly accusing me." He laughed, "Did you see us smoking? Did you peek into the men's room?"

As soon as he finished speaking, all the boys burst into laughter, and the looks they gave him were extremely disrespectful.

"Do you think I can't smell it?" The other party kept provoking me, but I still calmed myself down. After all, at this time, getting angry or furious would fall into the other party's trap.

"Huh? You can still smell it?" He became even more unscrupulous. "Come on, come closer and smell me to see if I smell like cigarettes."

Seeing him taking a step closer to me, I instinctively took a step back. The fear of tall boys was still a hurdle that I could not overcome.

"Tsk, why are you pretending? You're nosy." Seeing that I was on guard, he didn't say much, just waved his hand, and left with a group of boys.

Liu Li and Liu Jiacheng stayed where they were, looking at me with an apologetic look on their faces.

"Huh, it's fun to see me make a fool of myself, right?" I clenched my fists, feeling extremely disappointed.

"No...no, we..." Liu Li was a little incoherent, trying to argue something.

"Have you smoked?" I asked with a gloomy face.

They looked at each other and nodded helplessly.

"Why? Is it fun?" I can't understand, is it really just nonsense that smoking is harmful to health?

They didn't say anything, and then the bell for class rang.

"Go back to class." I sighed helplessly, not knowing what to do with them. There was no way to persuade them.

……

Two days later, at noon, while I was taking a nap at my desk, a strange teacher walked in. He was in his fifties, with a head full of white hair and a face full of wrinkles and brown spots. His eyebrows were so long that they drooped down to his cheeks, making him look like Gandalf. He was wearing a white shirt and gray suit pants, with his keys tucked into his waist, and his steps made a metallic clanging sound.

"Um, hello everyone. Let me introduce myself. My name is Zhou Song, and you can call me Teacher Zhou. Your teacher Song may have to go out on a business trip for a few weeks, so I will take over her physics class temporarily." He stood on the podium and said slowly.

"Ah?" As soon as the words fell, the class was in an uproar. They had never heard Teacher Song say that the head teacher suddenly disappeared?

There were discussions one after another, even Tang Xin was shocked, she turned around and asked me: "Xiao Meng! What's going on? Why did Teacher Song suddenly go on a business trip?"

"Huh? Just a few weeks." I said feeling a little guilty, I didn't know how long it would take.

"Just call and ask! Don't you have Teacher Song's phone number?" she asked anxiously.

"Call me at night when you have time."

"Why do I feel like Xiaomeng seemed to know about this in advance?" Tang Xin quickly noticed my abnormality. In her impression, if this was the first time I heard about this, wouldn't I be jumping up and down now?

"That's about right." I nodded.

"Eh? Can you tell me about it?" Tang Xin asked.

"You'll find out if you go to Teacher Song's house this weekend."

"Ah? She's not on a business trip." Tang Xin was surprised.

"Shh~"

The reactions of other students were not as gentle as Tang Xin's. They all questioned Teacher Zhou about where Teacher Song was and why he didn't inform everyone in advance.

Teacher Zhou was helpless and had to calm the students down: "Your teacher Song was also temporarily transferred here, and she didn't have time to tell you yet. Anyway, I will teach the next physics class. Students should focus on learning, not which teacher is teaching."

The arm cannot twist the thigh. After Teacher Zhou said this, the students no longer complained. What's the point of complaining? Will Teacher Song come back? They were mostly helpless.

But even though I know the truth, I am still a little worried. Can Teacher Song come back to teach us? What happened between Teacher Song and the school leaders?

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The film is due on September 9st and the director is about to kill again!

Chapter 177 Teacher Zhou

The first class in the afternoon was Mr. Zhou's class. Before the bell rang, he had already arrived in the classroom and started writing on the blackboard.

This made the classroom, which was a bit messy after class, gradually quiet down. The reason was that Teacher Zhou's handwriting was too strange.

It's more like being too straight than being peculiar. Each stroke is straight and neat, just like a printer printing Song font characters on a blackboard. Even the corners of the pen tip have the special Song font additions. To write such characters on the blackboard, I think there is only one possibility, that is, Mr. Zhou in front of me is a patient with advanced obsessive-compulsive disorder.

"Well, who will do this question?" When he finished writing on the blackboard, the bell for class rang.

The question on the blackboard is very interesting. There is a hydrogen balloon hanging on the floor of a car. How does the balloon move in the short time when the car starts moving forward? There are four options for the answer: A, stay the same. B, move forward. C, move backward. D, move downward.

When faced with this question, the students were all confused. When faced with a question like this with very few surface conditions, it becomes particularly important to find the underlying conditions.

For a while, some students shouted A, some shouted B, and some shouted C. Of course, few people shouted D. Obviously, D is a very unreliable answer.

"Quiet~" Teacher Zhou laughed, and even raised his eyebrows to the sky, looking very interesting. "It's useless to just tell the answer. I can guess it too. We need to ask students who know how to do it to do a force analysis, so that the answer can stand up."

My goodness! As soon as Teacher Zhou finished speaking, the whole class fell silent.

"What's wrong? Is this the strength of the top class? How come no one can answer it? I have asked this question to many of your seniors, and one of them immediately made a force analysis~" He supported the podium with both hands, squinting his eyes and smiling, "Then I will call the roll, class monitor, come up and do it first."

Xu Jianlin's face turned pale and he walked up helplessly. He stared at the blackboard for a long time with the white chalk in his hand. After drawing a few lines of acceleration force, he could not go on.

"Okay, let's go on. Next one, deputy monitor?"

"Teacher, we don't have a deputy monitor..."

"No? Then the study committee member."

It's my turn.

"Hey, Xiaomeng, can you do it? I feel like the teacher's question is like a brain teaser." Tang Xin held my hand, a little worried.

"I have an idea, but I'm not sure if it's right."

Coming to the blackboard, I picked up the chalk and explained to the teacher: "When the hydrogen balloon is stationary, the rope tension, gravity and buoyancy are balanced. But when the car accelerates, the air is pushed forward. Due to inertia, the gas density in the car shows a gradient that decreases from back to front. The inertia of the hydrogen balloon is less than that of the air, so it will be subject to a greater density gradient difference. According to the buoyancy formula, it can be concluded that the hydrogen balloon will also be subject to a forward buoyancy. And this buoyancy is greater than the inertia that overcomes the balloon's motion. So the ball will move forward."

"You are the second student I have taught who has solved this problem perfectly!" Teacher Zhou showed a look of praise. "Although this question is a little beyond the syllabus, your solution from the perspective of inertia is also a good explanation."

Under everyone's surprised gaze, I returned victorious. Tang Xin's eyes lit up as usual, and she wanted to pounce on it and take a bite. But because it was in class, she couldn't do anything.

"Classmates, this classmate just now... uh, what was his name?"

"Li Xiaomeng!" a student below the podium reminded.

"Oh, Li Xiaomeng... Li Xiaomeng's explanation is very good. The reason why I put this question in the first class we met is because I want to tell you that when doing questions, you must learn to find hidden conditions. Many times, the conditions are not expressed in words in the questions. For example, the density of air in this question is smaller than that of hydrogen, which is a very important hidden condition."

Teacher Zhou paused and continued, "After you have collected all the conditions for the question, you must learn to use the known conditions to deduce the known conclusions, regardless of whether they are useful or not. As long as you draw enough conclusions, you will find that you have already figured out the answer. A complex problem is always composed of many small problems arranged and combined. The physics knowledge learned in high school is not much in total. When you learn to use simple methods to deduce complex problems, you have truly learned the knowledge."

Teacher Zhou is indeed a classroom backbone who has worked for thirty or forty years. In just half a class, he did not explain any textbook knowledge, but he solved many students' years of puzzlement. No wonder he was sent to replace Teacher Song. Before the class started, students cast admiring eyes at Teacher Zhou. Teacher Song's position was in jeopardy.

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Ring, ring, ring~ With a burst of urgent bell sounds, the evening self-study get out of class is over.

Tang Xin held my hand and walked back to the dormitory with Bai Xilu Zhang and Xue Yan. It seemed that it was autumn, and the skirt was a little cold to wear. The autumn wind blew into the bottom of the skirt, bringing a slight chill. I couldn't help rubbing my arms with both hands to warm myself up a little.

The street lights didn’t seem to be on as they were in the middle of summer. From time to time, crickets could be heard chirping in the grass on both sides of the road, but they soon disappeared. The fireflies that could be seen in the bushes a few days ago were no longer visible.

"Damn it!" She kicked a stone on the roadside hard. The stone bounced a few times on the ground and flew far away, sinking into the flower bed.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that she was so angry, I became curious and asked her.

"Damn it! My classmates are starting to forget about Teacher Song and are starting to like this Teacher Zhou!" Tang Xin pouted so hard that she looked like she was hanging a greasy bottle.

"what?"

"Didn't you see that after class a group of students gathered around to ask questions?"

"Hahaha, Tang Xin is more anxious than me." I laughed out loud. Tang Xin was actually jealous of Teacher Song.

"Tell me quickly, what happened to Teacher Song?" She felt even more upset when she saw that I was not only not in a hurry but also laughed at her.

"Yes, what happened to Teacher Song?" Even Bai Xilu who was standing next to her asked curiously.

"It's nothing actually. Didn't Teacher Song have a car accident before? There was another teacher to substitute for him." I spread my hands.

"This is different." Zhang Xueyan frowned, "Teacher Song left without saying goodbye this time."

"Hey, don't ask. I don't know either. Teacher Song will be back soon, so why not just ask her directly then?"

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Caught up...

Chapter 178: Injured

On the weekend, Tang Xin insisted on going to Teacher Song's house. I couldn't persuade her, so I had to take her on the bus.

"We agreed that you shouldn't tell Teacher Song that I was the one who told you that she didn't go on a business trip." She and I sat together in a row of seats by the window. Tang Xin sat on the inside, and I sat on the window side.

"Of course, I said I wanted to come and see Xiaobai." Tang Xin's eyes rolled and she thought of a perfect excuse.

"As you wish~"

"By the way, buses are so quiet nowadays!" Tang Xin looked at everything on the bus and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

"That's right. After all, it's a hybrid."

I don't know when the city's buses were upgraded, and all of them were replaced with hybrid and pure electric buses. Not only are they quieter and more comfortable, but they are also faster. As a citizen, traveling is indeed much more convenient.

"Ding Dong~ The next stop is XX Community Station. Passengers who are preparing to get off, please make preparations in advance~" At this time, the broadcast sounded. Tang Xin and I looked at each other, nodded to each other, and stood up.

But at this moment, an accident occurred. It seemed that a man rushed in front of the bus and the driver had to slam on the brakes.

The braking force was so strong that Tang Xin and I couldn't keep our feet firmly on the ground. We seemed to be freed from the constraints of gravity and flew out.

"Be careful!" I screamed, and without hesitation, I held Tang Xin in front of my chest. With a sharp pain in my arms and back, we both fell to the ground.

"Xiao Meng?"

I opened my eyes and saw Tang Xin in my arms looking at me in shock. Fortunately, Tang Xin should be fine. I withstood all the shocks by myself. Passengers wailed and groaned one after another in the carriage. A child sitting in a seat seemed to have hit his head and was crying loudly.