Chapter 18: It's your turn
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After sending off the group of uninvited guests, the night food snack bar was also closed, and Ye Hong finally had time to do the question.
Just before going upstairs, he gave the second old man an idea.
That is to add a dish to the menu-[Supreme Beef Noodle].
This dish is naturally beef noodles made by Ye Hong.
It also stipulates that such noodles are sold only on weekends.
In this way, you can avoid Biaoge's domineering, and make this dish rare and expensive, and increase its value in disguise.
The most important thing is that Yehong can get a lot of rest time.
He didn't want to become a cook after school every day.
late at night.
Ye Xiao and An Xiaoying saw Ye Hong Bingzhu night reading, a serious look, could not help but smiled at each other.
The recent series of changes in Yehong really surprised them.
It was like a rebellious child who grew up overnight.
At this time, Ye Hong was sitting in front of the desk, and in front of him was the paper with the function title.
"System, help me solve this problem."
"Ding! The answer has been sent to the host's brain with one click, please check it."
As soon as the words fell, Ye Hong suddenly came up with a lot of knowledge about trigonometric functions.
"Sin²A+cos²A=1......"
"TanA=sinAcosA..."
"..."
Ye Hong raised the pen, and according to the knowledge in his mind, he wrote the problem-solving steps on the paper.
"OK, complete!"
Ye Hong was satisfied and turned off the lights to sleep.
Overnight.
In the math class the next day, the dark tide surged, and a strange atmosphere filled the air.
No one concentrates on the class, and the attention is all on the two boys in the class.
Yehong, Qin Long.
"One day has come, who of you will give me the answer first?"
Yang Daoshen's eyes narrowed into a slit, looking at Ye Hong and Qin Long.
The eyes of all the others looked at them both.
"Teacher Yang, let me go first."
Qin Long glanced proudly at Yehong and strode toward the podium.
Be calm and relaxed.
This handsome appearance suddenly made many girls in the class flash the little stars in their eyes.
Zhang Xuewei suddenly looked at Yehong nervously, but found that Yehong was still a sleepy look.
This kind of unhurried appearance suddenly Zhang Xuewei stomped anxiously.
"Ahong, will he not make it?"
Where did she know that at this time, Ye Hong was constantly complaining: "The old wife and wife who are not bashful, make people sleep well every night!"
Yang Daoshen took the paper from Qin Long's hands and held his glasses carefully.
Shao Qing, Yang Dao nodded in satisfaction: "The steps are clear and the thinking is smooth. Although the problem-solving method is slightly conservative, there are no errors. Pass."
Qin Long proudly raised the corner of his mouth and returned to his seat, looking at Yehong proudly.
"The victory and defeat have been divided, and Qin Long can go to the competition."
"You can go to the county math competition in the first year of high school, which is really enviable!"
"Ye Hong is miserable, it is estimated to be remembered."
"Deserve it, who told him to go to class to sleep!"
Yang Dao looked at Yehong deeply and said lightly: "Yehong, it's your turn."
Ye Hong rubbed his tired eyes and inadvertently pulled out a stack of paper from the schoolbag.
When he handed the stack of paper to Yang Daoshen's hands, a snicker burst out of him.
"Yehong violently abandoned himself."
"It must have been a lot of things from the book, and I was going to foolish the old class."
"Haha, wait to see him being taught!"
Yang Daoshen was also cold-eyed, pointing at the pile of dense paper, coldly said: "Yehong, what does this mean?"
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