The teacher glared at Ye Qiu for a long time. When he saw that Ye Qiu didn't talk back, and didn't show any expression, completely humbly asking for advice and sincerely apologizing, the anger in his heart gradually disappeared.
However, as a teacher, how could he let go of such a late student so easily?
As expected, when Ye Qiu slowly entered the classroom, the teacher pointed at the question on the blackboard and said mercilessly to Ye Qiu,"Do you know these questions? If you do, then I won't pursue the matter of you being late. If you don't…Hmph!”
This teacher wasn't making something out of nothing. He wanted to use these questions to see if Ye Qiu was a "good student" or a "bad student". According to this teacher, those with good grades were good students, and vice versa!
This teacher didn't want to make things too difficult for Ye Qiu. If Ye Qiu could write a third of the content, he would let Ye Qiu go. This was what he thought.
When Ye Qiu heard this teacher, he subconsciously looked at the blackboard. The questions were very difficult, at least for middle school students! It was the same for Ye Qiu, who was a top university student before he transmigrated!
It had been 14 years since Ye Qiu had transmigrated to the world of the tennis prince. He had spent all these years on business and tennis, so he had little energy for his studies. As a result, Ye Qiu had long forgotten about the textbook knowledge.
However, after all, he had experienced it before. Ye Qiu believed that as long as he was given some time, he would remember!
Just like that, Ye Qiu stared at the blackboard with all his attention. He stared at it without blinking, slowly recalling in his mind.
Time passed by…
The teacher on the podium gradually became impatient as time passed. However, when he saw Ye Qiu's focused expression, he nodded slightly and gradually calmed down.
No matter what the results of this transfer student were, this focus was enough!
In this teacher's opinion, students could not be extremely talented, but when it came to learning, they had to be diligent and focused. Only then could they make up for their lack of talent!
As time passed, the students sitting below began to whisper among themselves.
"This new student is really unlucky! Was this question made by a human? He definitely can't do it."
"To be honest, I've flipped through the entire book, but I still can't find the source. Even if I did, I definitely wouldn't be able to do it with that kind of difficulty! This new student is a little tragic…"
"Since the vice-class monitor said so, it's obviously not our problem! From the looks of it, only Atobe-class monitor had this ability! Looking at his new classmate standing awkwardly, he really hoped that the class monitor of Atobe would suddenly appear and save him!”
Atobe Keigo was not only the president of the student council, the head of the tennis club, but also the class monitor. Atobe Keigo was an all-rounder, and he was good at all subjects. To use an idiom to describe him, he was a master of both literature and martial arts!
Just as the students had given up on Ye Qiu and were reminiscing about their class monitor, the knocking on the door sounded again, attracting the attention of all the students and teachers.
"F * ck, is this the devil?”
"Atobe Squad Leader, come and save us! You are the light of hope sent by God!”
"Class President Atobe, hurry up and save our new classmate. Don't scare him when he just arrived today!”
A group of students shouted below. They looked at Atobe Keigo with eager eyes, as if they hoped that Atobe Keigo could save them from the sea of suffering and also save their new classmate, Ye Qiu!
Atobe Keigo, who was standing outside the door, frowned slightly. Even though he was used to grand appearances, he could not stand such eager and hopeful gazes.
However, when he saw the motionless white-haired young man in front of the podium, Atobe Keigo was slightly surprised and puzzled. He was very familiar with this figure and this hair color.
Ye Qiu? This name was something that Atobe Keigo had seen through the tennis club's registration information!
Just as Atobe Keigo was feeling puzzled, Sensei spoke softly,""Atobe, come over and do this question. I hope you won't disappoint me!”
"So it's just a question!" Atobe Keigo shook his head in disdain and walked towards the motionless figure." My intelligence and knowledge are unparalleled. You can kneel in front of me and listen!"”
Atobe Keigo looked at Ye Qiu and chuckled. He didn't even bother to look at the question on the blackboard first, and had already shown his might to Ye Qiu. As for the return of the ball on the court, Atobe Keigo was still a little unhappy!
However, what made Atobe Keigo even more unhappy was that Ye Qiu ignored him. It was as if he had punched air, making him feel like he had nowhere to exert his strength.
However, Atobe Keigo was indeed a man with the aura of an emperor. He did not feel awkward at all. Instead, he looked at the question on the blackboard, the question that made the whole class feel helpless.
At first glance, there was nothing strange about it. However, after taking a few more glances, even he was slightly shocked. His handsome face revealed a surprised expression, and his originally lazy appearance instantly became serious and cautious.
As time passed, the expressions of the students who were filled with hope and eagerness gradually changed. Whispers rang out again.
"F * ck, what kind of question is this? Why does the class leader of Atobe seem to be…at a loss!”
"It's not that I don't know where to start. I reckon that even the class leader of Atobe doesn't know how to do it!”
"Teacher, where did you find this question? This is f * cking abnormal!"
Listening to the whispers of the students, the teacher sitting on the podium frowned slightly. He already found it strange that the students in the class didn't know how to do it. After all, their third-year group A was a concentrated class of outstanding students!
It could be said that almost all the top students in the third year of the junior high school were in their class!
However, this class didn't even know how to solve a single question. This was something that the teacher couldn't imagine! That was why the teacher flew into a rage just now and even cursed!
But now, even a top student like Atobe Keigo didn't know how to do it, which puzzled him!？
Was this question really that difficult?？This was what the teacher thought.
As for Ye Qiu, this transfer student, he didn't care. In his opinion, this student's grades were probably just average or very bad!
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