Transmigrated into his own aunt

Chapter 112
Most of them are knowledge she is familiar with, and even if there are profound ones, she can understand them with a little use of the brain.

And compared to the test paper yesterday, the knowledge in the book seems a bit superficial. It seems that the test questions of the entrance examination are beyond the outline.

When Huang Jianjiang asked students a question in class, Ying Wanwan raised her hand enthusiastically.

Huang Jianjiang frowned, "Student Ying Wanwan, what are you raising your hand for? Is there something uncomfortable?"

Ying Wanwan: "."

She glanced around, only to find that all the students were looking at her with very strange eyes, and there was no student who raised his hand in the class, so he blushed instantly, and quietly withdrew his hand, "I raised my hand to mean your question, I will."

Huang Jianjiang froze for a moment, "Then you go to the blackboard and do it."

Ying Wanwan felt a little embarrassed, her school's classrooms were very active, and when the teacher asked a question, she could see raised paws at a glance, why didn't anyone speak up here?
Could it be that the teacher called the students to get up and answer?
How does he distinguish whether the students will answer or not?

She stood up from her seat, walked to the podium, took chalk and pressed the blackboard to write the answer.

At this time, the students below the podium were discussing a lot, and some students admired Ying Wanwan's courage, and dared to recommend herself in front of so many people.

A small group of students commented that she loves to show off, loves to show off, wants to please the teacher, and disdains her behavior of fighting for the favor of the teacher.

Ying Wanwan gave the answer to the question almost perfectly, bowed to the teacher, and returned to her seat.

Her behavior was regarded as a different kind by the classmates, and there was a commotion in the classroom, who despised her behavior.

Ying Wanwan's ass just hit the bench.

I heard Deng Honghong say, "Aren't you afraid of being embarrassed when you answer wrong? You bowed to the teacher, and the students secretly said that you just nodded and bowed like the traitors and Japanese devils in the movie."

Ying Wanwan: "."

Huang Jianjiang said, "Ying Wanwan, tell everyone about your thinking on answering the question."

Ying Wanwan couldn't wait to explain something to Deng Honghong, and immediately stood up from her seat.The back is straight, the ball head is erected on the top of the head, the smooth and full forehead is exposed, and the thin layer of soft hair at the junction of the skin and scalp also looks very beautiful.

Every frame of expression touched by the words is so perfect that no one can pick out any flaws.

She once again attracted many female classmates to whisper about her. Her appearance is enough to attract people's attention, but she loves to show off so much, she must not be a law-abiding master.

In my heart, I already wanted to keep a distance from her.

Huang Jianjiang is notoriously strict in teaching at school, and no noise other than himself is allowed in the classroom, so he knocked on the table with a ruler, "Be quiet, listen to Ying Wanwan, if you don't want to hear it, stand outside, today The sun is very good, and if you want to do homework, you can go out together, leaning against the wall and talking about it is still lively."

Before the sound fell, the classroom was completely silent.

Ying Wanwan gave her ideas for solving the questions, and Huang Jianjiang asked her to sit down, "Student Ying Wanwan is very good, and she knows how to speak enthusiastically in class, which drives the classroom atmosphere.

I think our class was too lifeless before, and even if we are admitted to university in the future, we will still be a nerdy nerd in school.

Everyone can learn from Ying Wanwan, be active in class, and wait for the teacher to call, so what's the point?
Some people don't have the courage to raise their hands, and they laugh at others, and they are worthless all their lives. "

He pointedly looked at the few people who secretly talked about Ying Wanwan's affairs, and then asked, "Ying Wanwan, who did you learn to bow to me from?"

Ying Wanwan: "."

Bow in this day and age, so unusual?She smiled embarrassedly, "I've never been to a school before, so I don't know that you can't bow in school.

I read in books that the students of Confucius bowed ninety degrees to him after communicating with him. I thought it was the same in our school. "

Being compared to Confucius, Huang Jianjiang puffed out his chest proudly, "You never went to school, where did you get your knowledge?"

He accepted her as a transfer student, so her information naturally went to him. When he saw her first-year education certificate, he was also shocked for a long time and didn't react.

In the past, he was the one who looked down on the students who went through the back door the most, but now, he has changed his view.

Wanting to find out who she got in through, I asked a few comrades in the archives room, but no one knew.

"My in-laws were taught by my in-laws, and my in-laws are teachers in the university." Ying Wanwan originally wanted to say that Xiao Nanfeng taught her, but thinking that even if she said it, no one would know him, and it was not convincing, so she simply mentioned Xiao Qingru and Yu Shuhui.

There was another wave of booing in the class. The students who originally planned to isolate Ying Wanwan heard her explanation, and after she reported her family background, their attitude towards her changed subtly immediately.

But there are still many people who despise her. All of this is now in exchange for her face.

Nine times out of ten, her man is a fool, otherwise why would the in-laws spend their energy on cultivating her?
Don't you expect her to look after her silly son when she has the ability?
I feel even more disdainful towards Ying Wanwan.

Huang Jianjiang understands that her family is full of intellectuals, so her grades are not surprising, "Now let's continue to look at the following knowledge points."

After class, Ying Wanwan saw Deng Honghong holding a lunch box, "Are you going to the cafeteria to steam rice?"

"Well, what do you have for lunch?"

Ying Wanwan also took the lunch box and opened the lid to show her, "I brought rice from home this morning."

"Your in-law's family is really well-off. They can afford white rice. I usually eat corn buns." Deng Honghong said enviously.

Ying Wanwan didn't know how to answer the conversation, so she changed the subject, "Where is your home? Do you usually live on campus?"

"My family is in the eastern suburbs, and I have to pay the dormitory fee when I live in school. My brother and I are studying at home. My parents are both digging through the soil and don't have that much money." When Deng Honghong spoke, her face was a little red, But he did not show inferiority complex because of the embarrassment of his family environment.

"The eastern suburbs are quite far away. A month's journey by car is worth the accommodation expenses, right?"

"We came here. My brother and I left here at five o'clock."

Ying Wanwan felt a little sympathetic in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face, "It's been hard work, how old are you?"

"The one who is the same age as you is also twenty."

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In the morning, Ying Wanwan became acquainted with Deng Honghong.

There is only one window for ordering vegetables in the cafeteria. The lunch boxes are steamed in a large steamer in the steaming room. After steaming, the janitor neatly puts the name-written lunch boxes on a table for the students to collect by themselves.

The dormitory students took their lunch boxes back to the dormitory to eat, and the day students went straight back to the classroom.

There are many students in the class eating, most of them are steamed buns and pickles, and few of them have hearty meals.

The two sat down at the table. Deng Honghong carefully opened her lunch box, took out the steamed buns, and watched Ying Wanwan eat the rice with nothing but envy in her eyes.

Ying Wanwan was very embarrassed by her stare, and saw that there was only a black pickle in her steamed bun, and put a few slices of meat into her lunch box, "Here, eat some meat to be nutritious."

(End of this chapter)