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Shen Ruyun didn't notice it at all, she hummed a song softly while doing things, as happy as a lark.

Seeing her happy look, Lu Huaian sighed.

Forget it, I won't mention it for now. I'll take the time to tell her after the invitation.

They worked hard for more than two hours, and finally prepared a table of dishes.

Stir-fried pork with green peppers, fish with pickled cabbage, these are the main dishes.

The fish is not big, but with the pickled cabbage, I have also cooked a large pot, which is enough.

The other vegetables, salted duck eggs, etc. were also made to look as good as possible, and they were placed on the table.

Shen Ruyun still had some regrets, and said with emotion, "It's a pity that Uncle Qian is not in the county. He likes salted duck eggs the most."

"When he comes back, just call him over for dinner when you have time."

"Too."

The two chatted for a while, and when they heard the school bell rang, their movements quickened a lot.

Sure enough, after cleaning the table and setting up the chairs, Teacher Du and Zhou Lecheng arrived.

As soon as he came in, Teacher Du laughed.

The windows are bright and clean, which is quite rare in this county.

After a happy start, the chats that followed were naturally much easier.

Lu Huai'an didn't rush to show it to him, and simply said to start dinner: "Are you hungry? The school also eats at this time. Let's chat while eating?"

"I can do it."

The guest is the host, and Teacher Du is very talkative.

Shen Ruyun was a little nervous, but Lu Huai'an had told her not to flinch, to straighten her back, to be more generous, and to be more natural, so she tried to relax her expression as much as possible, just to be extra gentle.

Although she doesn't talk much, she doesn't get stuck every time she picks up a call. With Lu Huai'an rounding up the field, Zhou Lecheng is amused, and the guests and hosts enjoy a meal.

While drinking tea, Zhou Lecheng asked with a smile, "Brother Lu, is what you said last time true? Are all the straw papers used up?"

Lu Huai'an glanced at Shen Ruyun helplessly, as if complaining but also proud: "No, it's all used up, it's a thick stack, what, just leave it there."

The place is also pointed, and the thing is also said.

Zhou Lecheng hurriedly got up and carried it all over in the past: "My God, it's really a little heavy."

It was also full of words.

Teacher Du has been curious for a long time, but because of his identity, and this thing is a piece of paper, it is difficult to take the initiative to mention it.

It could be considered that someone handed it up the steps, so he quickly picked up one and looked at it carefully.

It didn't matter whether he looked at it or not, when he saw it, he was immediately attracted.

Zhou Lecheng was about the same. He forgot to drink the tea. Holding the paper, he muttered, "Ah, here's the auxiliary line... Yes, why didn't I think of it, I'll do the math..."

The table is not big, and there is not much room for a pile of grass paper. The two of them took pen and paper to count head-to-head, and they were very energetic.

Shen Ruyun took the bowl to wash, and Lu Huai'an went over to help her. Seeing that she was uneasy and looked back from time to time, she wanted to laugh: "Don't be nervous, they often do this."

When encountering a problem that cannot be solved, he will forget to eat and sleep.

In the end, Shen Ruyun didn't say a word for a long time.

Lu Huai'an glanced at her, she turned her head to look again, he shook his head: he forgot, his own is similar.

Seeing this, it's over.

It was the sore neck that reminded Teacher Du that a long time had passed.

He raised his head and found that Lu Huai'an had already dozed off a little. Shen Ruyun stared at them with glowing eyes, and immediately got up when he saw him looking up: "Hello, teacher."

"Ha, I'm sorry, I'm fascinated." Mr. Du put down the paper and said with interest: "I think your way of solving this problem is very interesting. This method should only be found in the second grade textbook, it's you Think about it?"

"No, my teacher taught me."

Because there are few students in their school, sometimes several classes take classes together, each learning its own way.

When the teacher is lecturing, he doesn't pay too much attention. Whenever he talks about a knowledge point, he can talk about it whenever he thinks of it. It is often something to explain in advance. It's best to understand it, but it doesn't matter if you don't understand it.

In the words of Teacher Li, it is "the master leads the door, and the cultivation is in the individual."

A teacher is just a bridge. Wherever we can go, we have to rely on the efforts and understanding of the students.

Being able to draw inferences from one case and applying it comprehensively is the only way to truly learn.

After listening to this theory, Mr. Du pondered for a long time before slowly nodding: "Your teacher has a lot of ideas, and what you said makes sense."

He thought for a while, and took out a test paper from his pocket: "This is the test paper for our exam this time. You try to do it. It's a bit difficult. Do you want to see if you can do it?"

Afraid that Shen Ruyun would be under pressure, he added; "If you can't do it, you can leave it empty, it doesn't matter."

Mathematics is no better than others. There is no place to copy. Shen Ruyun doesn't even have a textbook, let alone worry about her cheating.

Because she is a wild way, he didn't limit her answering time too much. As long as she can do it, she doesn't need to care too much about the length. This thing can be trained, but IQ is not.

Afraid of delaying their rest, he simply asked Zhou Lecheng to take the paper back to school and read it slowly. As for the test paper, he would let Shen Ruyun finish it and send it to school tomorrow.

Shen Ruyun and Lu Huaian sent them far away together, and they were almost sent to the school, so they turned around and went back.

"What do you mean, Mr. Du?"

Lu Huai'an was so sleepy that he was speechless: "What else is there to say, let's see how well you are, let's do that paper first, as many as you can."

He yawned and said casually, "If you really can't, ask Lecheng, they will take this exam this time."

But it is estimated that there is nothing to ask. After all, Zhou Lecheng said that he may not be able to pass~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Shen Ruyun did not refute, and followed him home silently.

Lu Huai'an didn't care too much, he even forgot to mention the other store, so he fell asleep.

I thought she would have to endure the paperwork before going to bed again, but she never expected that she would wake up earlier than him.

Don't be in a hurry to call him when we come together, and start making papers after washing up.

By the time Lu Huai'an got up, she had already finished the test paper.

Lu Huai'an's eyes widened: "You haven't slept?"

"I fell asleep and got up again." Shen Ruyun's expression was calm, and she couldn't recover after finishing the paper: "I feel like there should be nothing to revise. What floor is Mr. Du's office on? Shall I send it in directly?"

finished? Lu Huai'an came over to look after washing his face.

Dense, dense, heavenly.

He went back to brush his teeth with a headache, and said vaguely, "Go to the second floor, turn left and then right. In front of the toilet, turn right a little and the left at the end is Teacher Du's office."

Shen Ruyun snorted, got up and changed her clothes: "Then I'll go back when I go."

He just said it once, and she remembered it?

I really don't know whether to praise her for her good memory, or to say that she is a little stupid.

Lu Huai'an seriously and re-examined her IQ.

About, a little more than two hundred, at least fifty more.

He didn't say anything. When she changed her clothes, she said slowly, "Go now, the doorman has to pick something to beat you."

Open the window, the sky is still dark.

Shen Ruyun wiped her face and smiled: "I'm dizzy, I'll go wash my face with cold water."

After starting to make buns, Lu Huaian remembered that he hadn't told her the business yet.

While making noodles, he took the time to tell her what Chen Yongming said: "Today we make less buns, we may not be able to sell them out."