Prisoner's wife's pet: European-style president's domineering love

"Teacher, please forgive me. I was wrong. I was really wrong. I shouldn't talk in your class, and I shouldn't study hard." The boy didn't want to see Huangfu Xijue's expression. The appearance of letting go continued to apologize.

What he didn't know was that Huangfu Xijue would not be discouraged by his apologies at all, and he was planning how to punish this boy in his heart.

Huangfu Xijue was about to say something, so Mu Xiaoyan on the podium spoke. She turned her body back and looked into the distance: "Mr. Frank, I have a question to ask you!"

Normally, when a teacher is throwing a temper tantrum at another classmate, shouldn't he avoid it, but when it comes to Mu Xiaoyan's place, instead of shutting up, he just goes straight for the gun.

Just when everyone thought that this new teacher would turn his anger on Mu Xiaoyan, Sir Huangfu Xijue's huge body slowly walked towards the blackboard, and the standing boy finally grew long. took a deep breath.

It is conceivable how torturous he will be in the year he is about to spend, and he will meet such a strict teacher.

Huangfu Xijue walked behind Mu Xiaoyan, tilted his head slightly to look at the test paper in her hand, and said in a gentle tone, "Why not?"

Mu Xiaoyan raised her head and gave her a dumb look, and quickly lowered her head to find a question to prevaricate him. She hadn't even read a question before, so she would know what she couldn't do.

After looking at it, she realized that her papers were all upside down, so she straightened them up quickly, and then pointed to the first question on the test paper with chalk.

"Mu Xiaoyan, don't you even know how to do this question?" Huangfu Xijue quickly glanced at the test paper, and said with some disgust.

Only then did Mu Xiaoyan take a closer look at the first question on the test paper. It was a very simple collection question, the kind that could be seen at a glance.

Mu Xiaoyan repeated the answer several times in her mind, then raised her hand holding the chalk and wrote the answer on a high position on the blackboard.

"You know how to do this, let's try the second question." Huangfu Xijue put one hand on the blackboard, and realized that she stayed on the hand holding the paper all the time.

The second question is a function question, which is one of the few question types that can be grasped by a scumbag like Mu Xiaoyan. In addition, Mu Xiaoyan is a high school senior who has experienced a tense stage. Even if they are scumbags, they will learn a little bit.

Mu Xiaoyan raised her hand, and the answer options were written on the blackboard again.

In this way, Huangfu Xijue has been standing by Mu Xiaoyan's side and watching her do the questions. After she has done about four or five questions, it will be a little difficult to continue to do it. She can't write the answer after thinking hard for a long time. Came out and changed it.

"Mu Xiaoyan, what did your math teacher teach you?" Huangfu Xijue frowned and looked at Mu Xiaoyan worriedly.

"Our teacher... just... told us in class..." Mu Xiaoyan was a little dazed when asked and raised her head to look at Huangfu Xijue. He was so arrogant and rude, which made Mu Xiaoyan very uncomfortable. Comfortable.

"Are you a pig, you can't understand such a simple thing?" Huangfu Xijue raised his hand and tapped Mu Xiaoyan's head lightly, looking like a teacher criticizing a student .