After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God

hyperbola?

parabola?

Isn't this the basis of mathematics?

What's there to show off?

When she bombed the lab, these people didn't know where to learn 123.

After all, if you want to learn physics well, mathematics is a necessary ability.

"It seems that although Teacher Si didn't go to high school, he did self-study?" Lin Qingyan's smile remained unchanged, "But this is the difficulty of high school mathematics. It is a little difficult for us to learn by ourselves."

[The subtext is that it doesn't matter if you are a scholar, but Si Fuqing is not a scholar. 】

【Self taught? A little too confident. 】

[Sure enough, there is only one face, the vase. 】

When Si Fuqing returned to China, someone had already picked up her black stuff.

He didn't go to high school and was forced into the Starry Sky Girl Group by capital, which was a drag.

No one thought of the face after removing makeup, but how can it change without a degree?

Lin Qingyan smiled again: "Then look forward to Teacher Si's answer."

The photographer moved behind Si Fuqing, and the camera also captured the paper in her hand.

The girl's hands are slender and porcelain white, and her skin is extremely delicate.

[Cry and cry, this hand is a work of art! 】

[Ah, she writes so earnestly, she seems to be able to point. 】

【The words are beautiful! Has the wife practiced? 】

[This word can also be blown...]

After one minute of effort, Si Fuqing stopped writing and leaned back: "Okay, let's add points."

The staff took a look and was a little surprised: "Do it, do it right, Teacher Si is amazing, this question is indeed a final question, and the derivative is also integrated."

【? ? ? Do it right? No way, didn't Si Fuqing not go to high school? 】

[The script prepared with the program team, the variety show is like this, there is a script. 】

[To be honest, the counter-attack character design does attract fans, but the fake one is fake after all. 】

Lu Ningsheng is the initiator of the men's team and does not participate in the challenge. She is also watching the live broadcast room.

After seeing this sentence, she frowned and walked out.

"Whether Mr. Si really understands or pretends to understand, can you just ask?" Lu Ningsheng laughed and looked directly at the camera, "I'm not very good at math, you can ask a few questions, and I'll help you ask Mr. Si. "

After speaking, she turned her head and blinked at Si Fuqing.

The fans are excited now.

[Fuck Lu Tianhou is humble, graduated from Hera International Conservatory of Music, can you be bad at math? ! 】

[Hera International Conservatory of Music also has to take the international joint entrance examination to enter? If you're not good at math, you can't get into the second round of interviews. 】

[The real scholar is humble, and the incompetent are arrogant. 】

Lu Ningsheng took the hand card with the question from the assistant: "Oh, this is a fan of Mr. Si, asked by a mousse, she is writing a math problem, and wants to ask Mr. Si, how to calculate the focus of the hyperbola?"

Si Fuqing casually wrote a formula on the note.

After she finished writing, she spoke slowly again: "My research on hyperbola is more about its optical properties, the light emitted from a focus of the hyperbola, after being reflected by the hyperbola, is the reverse extension of the reflected light..."

After he finished speaking, he paused very intimately: "Do you understand?"

【…】

[Excuse me, I didn't understand. 】

[Otherwise you can talk about it again... Forget it, I can't understand it any more. 】

[Take a step back, even if Si Fuqing has memorized it in advance, then her lines are good enough. 】

"Mr. Lin doesn't seem to understand." Si Fuqing took it easy, "Yes, if Mr. Lin can understand, he will definitely be able to solve the last two big questions in mathematics in the college entrance examination, and it will be more than 108 points. ."

Lin Qingyan's face turned green: "..."

[hhhh laughing to death, directly mocking, the most deadly. 】

[Lin Qingyan’s national exams that year I remember it was very simple, my seniors and their classes had an average math score of 128. 】

Lin Qingyan took a deep breath: "Mr. Si has a strong knowledge and knowledge, which is really admirable."

"Of course you have to admire it." Si Fuqing was still lazy, "After all, I'm prettier than you and smarter than you."

Lin Qingyan's face turned green again.

【Arrogant! I like! 】

[That is, we should hit the sore spot of Lin Green Tea! Hit her in the face! 】

Si Fuqing completed the first challenge, and all six people in the class added 10,000 likes.

The mentor group took a short break, and the camera moved to the trainee.

Without the camera, Lin Qingyan breathed a sigh of relief.

She fell behind, seeing Lu Ningsheng holding Si Fuqing's arm, her eyes darkened.

She had to find a way to suppress Si Fuqing's arrogance, otherwise she would become a foil.

**

At this time, in the Four Nine Cities, the General Administration of the Thousand Army Alliance.

Mu Qingmeng is watching the live broadcast of "Youth" attentively.

The door was slammed, and the voice outside was respectful: "Madam."

"Please come in." Mu Qingmeng said, but his eyes did not leave the screen.

The door was pushed open, and Jiang Shuihan walked in.

Seeing that Mu Qingmeng was in the mood to look at the computer, he smiled: "Madam looks good."

"Xiaojiang, you're back." Mu Qingmeng was very happy, "Come on, come on, it just happened that today's show is live, you come and watch it too."

Jiang Shuihan nodded and sat down: "The others are still in Lincheng. I just found a medicine for my wife, so I came back early, and I will go to Lincheng later."

"Okay, I saw it, what do you think?" Mu Qingmeng was excited, "Qingqing is very good, right?"

Jiang Shuihan smiled: "Miss Si is very good."

"That's right." Mu Qingmeng was even happier, "It's rare to find such a person who suits my taste, more pleasing to the eye than that stinky boy in my family."

Jiang Shuihan just smiled.

The door was knocked again.

is the housekeeper.

"Ma'am, someone brought it to you."

Mu Qingmeng smiled and said in a low voice, "Bring it in."

"Bang!"

Madam Chen was thrown to the ground by two guards.

Her hair was loose and her clothes were intact.

Although the wound on his body has been cleaned once, it is also very infiltrating.

Mu Qingmeng looked disgusted, and her voice was shaking with anger: "You are also a woman, how can you do such a disgusting thing?"

"They offended me, of course they have to pay the price!" Mrs. Chen's face was hideous. "It's you, sister. I didn't expect you to be better than me and hide it so deeply."

Mrs. Chen also has a brain now.

Being able to bring her to Sijiucheng quietly, even if she didn't know what Mu Qingmeng's identity was, she knew that she couldn't afford to offend her.

She is not reconciled... not reconciled!

It was clear that her parents valued her more at the beginning, and it was her who should look down on Mu Qingmeng, but she was trampled underfoot instead.

Madam Chen only felt that her heart was biting like ants and her back was numb, but she was more afraid, but she didn't want to soften Mu Qingmeng.

She was Mu Qingmeng's sister no matter what, she didn't believe what Mu Qingmeng could really do to her.

Mu Qingmeng squeezed the handle of the seat tightly, and a faint "click" could be heard faintly.

Jiang Shuihan spoke at the right time, he smiled: "Madam is watching TV, don't let the irrelevant things spare Madam's interest, I'll take her out."

The housekeeper respectfully said, "I've troubled Young Master Jiang."

Jiang Shuihan stepped forward, ignoring Madam Chen's screams and struggles, and easily lifted her out.

For those who have entered the Criminal Division, wanting to die is a luxury.

Jiang Shuihan made a phone call: "Well, Shang Lu, when Miss Si's program is finished, tell her that it has been resolved."

**

Lincheng here.

Si Fuqing is still recording the show.

After one morning, she was the only one in the mentor group who found three notes, and successfully added 30,000 votes to Xie Yu and the other six.

Not long after the lunch break, the show continued to be recorded.

"Cough, cough, cough!" Lu Ningsheng just took a few steps when he suddenly coughed, and his face turned pale.

Si Fuqing immediately unscrewed the thermos bottle: "Mr. Lu?"

Lu Ningsheng took a few sips of water and another pill.

After recovering, she shook her head and smiled: "It's okay, there is something wrong, I can definitely talk, don't worry about me."

Si Fuqing looked at Lu Ningsheng: "Mr. Lu's going abroad this time, shouldn't he be participating, but going to the hospital for treatment?"

Lu Ning paused for a while, then sighed: "Yes, I am going abroad for treatment, but unfortunately..."

It's a pity that her voice is probably not cured.

Si Fuqing fox blinked, and was about to say something when there was a commotion in front of him.

It was Lin Qingyan who found a note.

On the front of the note are written the punishment for failure to challenge and the reward for success.

If it is successful, everyone in the class will add 30,000 likes.

If you fail, you will be deducted 10,000.

Lin Qingyan opened the note and her expression paused.

She picked up the note, shook it in front of the camera, and smiled: "It seems that I am unlucky today, and it has nothing to do with the challenge. The challenge requires me to complete a one-minute dance under the rain."

"On this sunny day, this challenge is useless. It's a pity, I really want to take it."

Hearing this sentence, in the car, the planner turned his head: "Who the hell prepared the challenge project? Can you watch the weather!"

The assistant director stammered: "Didn't you plan to let us download a question bank directly from those game programs on the Internet?"

The planner pressed his head and took a deep breath.

He waved his hand: "This one, let them go ahead and look for it."

The assistant director nodded, and was about to signal the camera to come forward, when he heard back sound coming from the earphones.

The ethereal female voice was lazy and sweet: "Mr. Lin means that if it rains, you have to dance in the rain?"

The assistant director glanced blankly at the planning and director.

Planning pondered for a while: "Don't move first, and see what they are going to do."

He was eager for Si Fuqing to speak more, which would create more explosions.

"Of course." Lin Qingyan didn't know why Si Fuqing asked, "As long as it rains, and with the background of the challenge, I will definitely take it and give my students 30,000 votes, I'm wet It's okay."

Even so, she didn't care.

How could she possibly dance in the rain?

Just to upvote the trainees in the class?

She is not so generous and loses her face to help others.

But of course, she is naturally a good teacher and friend.

Lin Qingyan smiled again: "That's why it's a pity that today is a sunny day, I won't—"

"Since Teacher Lin thinks so, then I will help you with reluctance." Si Fuqing interrupted her with his fox eyes, "Don't worry, I will help you ask for rain."

"..."

There was a moment of silence.

Lin Qingyan's smile froze on her face.

The live broadcast room also exploded.

【? ? ? What do you ask for rain? 】

【When did Si Fuqing become the god of rain? 】

[Uh, what kind of feudal remnant is Si Fuqing, begging for rain, crazy. 】

[Begging for rain? How to ask? Do you want to dance the big god or make an altar? 】

[I just checked the weather forecast, and the front row reminded me that today, April 18, the temperature in Lincheng has reached 27 degrees, and there is no wind. 】

Lin Qingyan couldn't hold back her smile: "Mr. Si, today's forecast is for a sunny day. What's more, it's not something you can ask for if it rains, it depends on whether there are clouds coming."

"Mr. Si, this kind of thing is really not a joke." Li Jingchen frowned, "I know that you have a conflict with Teacher Lin, and the conflict was not provoked at this time."

Si Fuqing's expression was sloppy, she ignored the others, and pinched a talisman paper from her bag with her fingers.

In a place that no one could see, the talisman slowly burned.

In the follow-up car behind, the plan fell into a mysterious silence.

After a few seconds, he said quietly: "Are we really a talent show?"

Forget the math problems, why are you still begging for rain?

If this is broadcast, doesn't it mean that they promote feudal superstition?

"Yes, yes." The assistant director nodded sharply, "Of course it's an audition, weren't the trainees still dancing and singing just now?"

Plan to choke.

The trainees are quite normal, but the mentor group here is too weird.

"Okay, don't talk about it, it's all over, what else can I do?" The director was exhausted and began to rot. "The camera crew is ready, and the first and third cameras are aimed at the sky."

Today is a cloudless day, otherwise they wouldn't have chosen to shoot the location today.

There is no cloud in the sky, why is it raining?