1996 I can hear the voice of the reborn son

In the classroom, Wang Yun stared at the teacher on the podium with wide eyes.

The little hands were raised a little sour.

【Hey, isn't the math teacher blind, can't you see my hand raised? 】

Seeing that the math teacher ignored him, Wang Yun felt a little puzzled.

【Hey!I only show my hand a little this time, I just need to show off the children in our class. 】

【Teacher, just give me a chance. I promise that I won’t point out your mistakes in class in the future. 】

Wang Yun was thinking in his heart, blinking his small eyes at the math teacher.

However, the math teacher just ignored him.

Zhang Rui is a young teacher who just took over the mathematics of Class [-], Grade [-] this year.

When he saw Wang Yun for the first time, the kid was sleeping on his desk.

His youthful temper suddenly quit, and then began to do ideological work on Wang Yun.

As a result, it was precisely because of this education that he almost closed himself off.

He who originally educated Wang Yun was educated by Wang Yun instead.

Seeing Wang Yun raise his hand, he couldn't help but recall what happened not long ago.

"Teacher, what you said is wrong."

"Mathematics is rigorous. There is only one nine in the number 29."

Zhao Rui was taken aback by Wang Yun's words.

He felt insulted instantly.

He is a proper college student, can he even tell the most basic multiplication and division wrong?

Before he could refute, he heard Wang Yun's voice again.

"For this question, you should say 'how many times is the number 29 the number nine.'"

"The result obtained in this way is approximately equal to three as you just said."

What Wang Yun said is very reasonable. He respects mathematics, and mathematics is rigorous. It cannot be said that Wang Yun is wrong.

But what Wang Yun said about multiples is obviously third grade knowledge.

This guy in front of him knows third grade math?

……

And the last time, he obviously just asked Wang Yun to go to the podium to do the simplest multiplication and division.

As a result, Wang Yun, a little second grader, directly wrote him a bunch of equations that did not belong to the second grader.

Generally, the teacher asks the students to come to the podium to do the questions, and these questions are used to give lectures.

As a result, this kid wrote a bunch of high-grade stuff, what else would he say?

With the lessons learned from the last few times, Zhang Rui dared not ask Wang Yun to answer the question no matter what.

You are a weirdo, so stay where you are when you are cool!

"Since there is no classmate meeting question, let me explain it to you again." Seeing that other students did not raise their hands, Zhang Rui said.

"Teacher, Wang Yun raised his hand."

Just when Zhang Rui was about to talk about the topic, Wang Yun's deskmate suddenly spoke.

Zhang Rui...

He glanced at Wang Yun's deskmate, and finally withdrew his gaze silently, and lectured seriously.

He could only pretend that he didn't hear what his classmates said.

[Could it be that I went too far a few times before?Played the math teacher autistic? 】

[No way, I have always used mathematics knowledge from the fifth grade. 】

Seeing that Zhang Rui ignored him, Wang Yun could only sit down angrily.

outside the classroom.

Wang Han, who witnessed this scene, had a strange expression on his face.

He suddenly felt that his family's stinky brat was not only teasing at home, but also at school.

"Hey, it's not easy to be a teacher these days, just like us parents." Wang Han sighed silently.

Soon the school bell rang.

Zhang Rui put down the textbook in his hand.

He began to assign homework to the students, and then left quickly.

He feels a lot of pressure in this classroom.

I was very worried that Wang Yun would speak suddenly.

[Hey, Mr. Zhang is still too young. 】

On the desk, Wang Yun looked at Zhang Rui who was leaving, shook his head and sighed.

After finishing speaking, he put his schoolbag on his back and got up to leave.

"Wang Yun, this is the candy I bought at the canteen this afternoon, please help me taste it."

At this moment, a cute little girl in the same grade as Wang Yun blocked Wang Yun's way, holding a candy in her hand.

[They say it's sugar, what else can it taste like besides sweetness. 】Wang Yun was speechless for a while.

"No, eating sugar can cause tooth decay, and it's ugly without teeth." Wang Yun said.

When you're done, turn around and leave.

The female classmate behind her was stunned for a moment, and then quickly handed the candy to her deskmate.

"Wang Yun said that eating sugar will cause tooth decay, and after tooth decay, you will become ugly. I don't want to eat it, and I don't want to become ugly." After the female student finished speaking, she turned around and left.

The kid holding the candy froze, he felt offended.

"Stinky boy."

Just as Wang Yun walked out of the classroom, he heard Wang Han's voice.

He turned to look where the sound came from.

I saw Wang Han standing aside, looking at himself with a strange face.

"Dad, are you here to pick me up?" Wang Yun asked.

[Lao Wang's eyes look a little wrong. 】

[Have I provoked him again? 】

Wang Yun thought in his heart.

"Let's go, let's talk as we walk," Wang Han said.

Wang Yun nodded and followed Wang Han.

"The classmate gave you something, what do you want to say?" Wang Han said at this time.

"I won't eat, thank you." Wang Yun said.

"Then why did you scare your classmates just now?" Wang Han said.

Wang Yun...

[I said that Lao Wang had a wrong expression just now, so it turned out that he saw what happened just now. 】

[It's okay, it's not a big problem. 】

Wang Yun thought to himself, and said: "I was trying to persuade her to eat less sugar, which will cause tooth decay. The teacher said that we should protect our teeth from an early age, brush our teeth frequently, eat less snacks and read more."

Wang Han...

He was speechless.

It's the first time I've seen someone talk so grandly about scaring classmates.

"Dad, did you come here by bicycle again?" Wang Yun asked at this time.

He had already been autistic by Wang Han's bicycle before.

The most speechless thing was that Wang Han took him for a walk around the school on a bicycle.

Thinking of the rusty bicycle, Wang Han would make a creaking sound when he pedaled, he really couldn't accept it.

If you have money and don't enjoy it, it's useless to do all these things.

Wang Han knew what this kid was thinking, so he didn't even bother to answer him.

Soon, the two came to the school gate.

At this time, the school gate is very crowded.

The parents who came to pick up the students rode their bicycles and blocked the intersection.

Wang Han took Wang Yun and finally squeezed out.

The father and son walked towards the car parked on the side of the road.

At this time Xu Hui and Xiao Manman were already waiting for them by the car.

"Brother Han, this place is too crowded." Xu Hui said with emotion.

She was the one who squeezed Xiao Manman out just now.

If the child walks by himself, he doesn't know what he will be squeezed into.

She decided to leave work earlier and come to school early to pick up Wang Yun and Xiao Manman.

"Auntie, these are normal operations. In fact, it won't be so crowded after waiting another ten minutes." Wang Yun said.

"Well, from now on, Xiaoyun will wait at school for more than ten minutes, and you will leave after the classmates leave." Xu Hui said.

Wang Yun nodded.

He actually wanted to say that before the couple didn't come to pick them up, he always did this.

"Wang Yun."

At this moment, a motorcycle stopped next to Wang Yun's family.

On the back seat of the motorcycle, a slightly chubby little boy in the same grade as Wang Yunxiang was looking at him proudly.

"Look, my dad came to pick me up on a motorcycle today."

"Where's your bicycle?"

The little boy looked at Wang Yun with a grin, and opened his mouth to show off.

"Hey, I'm sorry, this kid in the family just likes to show off." The boy's father looked at Wang Han and said.

"Hey, I can't help it. I have this thing at home. It's not good if I don't ride it out and leave it at home for a long time." The boy's father continued.

His children want to show off, so why not him.

Wang Han glanced at the two father and son, with a faint smile on his face.

"Riding a bike is really good. You can enjoy the wind and enjoy the sun," Wang Han said.

"That's right, my car is faster. It's also more comfortable than a bicycle."

"Hey, can you ride a motorcycle? If you have ridden, you should be able to know how I feel at this time."

The boy's father continued to talk, and the more he talked, the more proud he became.

"Hehe, I've never ridden before." Wang Han gave the man an awkward but not polite smile.