Chapter 182 Resurrection of all things 3
Under the podium, the students stared blankly at the people who came in.
Everyone is staring intently.
Miao Xiaojuan pinched Fu Anan's sleeve, her eyes were glued to the new math teacher, and she whispered to Fu Anan,
"Ah, the new teacher is so handsome! With such a teacher, can I still fail in math?
An'an, I feel like I'm in love! "
Fu Anan was also dumbfounded—
Fu, Father Fu!
With a smirk on his face, Fu Anan waved at Father Fu like a dog.
Fu Yizhi withdrew his gaze and looked at the book he brought, "Turn to page eighty-eight."
Who would have thought that Papa Fu not only has martial arts skills, but also can teach mathematics.
When he was on the podium, Fu Anan didn't dare to lose his mind.
Even honestly took notes.
Until the bell rang outside, Fu Anan regained consciousness, and frowned while watching a book of formulas—
Damn it, this is just a game, what math notes? She is in college!
Fu Yizhi put away the textbook, and glanced at her, "I'll finish here today, Fu Anan, come with me."
Hearing the words, Fu Anan followed.
The office was empty, Fu Yizhi walked in front, and Fu Anan closed the door behind.
Fu Yizhi sat on the office chair and looked at her, "What do you think?"
"Brother Fu, I think the game has become more difficult." There was no one around, Fu Anan became a little more casual, and found a plastic stool to sit next to him,
“The game became a thousand players, which is a 100-fold increase from the first stage.
And the game seems to encourage players to kill each other. Not only can you get points for clearing the level, but you can also get points for killing the reserve dealer.
In addition, I think points may not only be used for grading, but may have other uses in the future. "
"Also... the game should be about the same as before, right? The ten-day mark?
In addition, what should we do with our current status? "
This is what Fu Anan is more worried about, "We can't always waste a lot of time in school, can we?"
"I will solve this." Fu Yizhi said lightly, "How much space do you have now?"
From entering the game to just now, she has been stalked by people, and she has never tried how big the space is.
Hearing this, Fu An'an closed his eyes.
A dark space emerged in her consciousness.
Take a rough look, "It's probably a cuboid with a length of 8 meters, a width of 7 meters, and a height of 6 meters. It's about three quarters the size of a classroom."
This is much larger than the six suitcases of the previous space props.
Fu Anan is very satisfied.
"Brother Fu, just tell me what we are going to do now?"
Fu Anan was gearing up, saying that she was ready.
Fu Yizhi held a pen in his hand and tapped on the desktop, "Take a good class and refresh your mind. Wait after school in the afternoon, I will come to you."
Fu An'an put down his hands, looked sideways at Fu Yizhi, "Still going to class?"
Fu Yizhi: "Any opinion?"
"No." Fu Anan shook her head violently with a smile, "Brother Fu, then I'll go first."
Fu Anan waved to him with a smile, and went out to close the door for him.
It opened again in the next second, and poked its head in from the outside—
"Mr. Fu, I forgot to mention it just now.
Your lecture language is standard, your image is decent, your thinking is clear, and the key and difficult points are highlighted. The students all like it very much! "
After finishing speaking, Fu Anan gave him a thumbs up—"Great!"
After listening to Fu Yizhi's brain chug.
Fu Anan was very happy, and sincerely flattered her again!
(end of this chapter)