True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

Teng Yunmeng was even more nervous.

This question is very difficult, she just finished reading the question, she just had an idea in her mind, but she still hasn't settled down.

Ying Zijin was called up like this, can you figure it out?

Teacher Meng handed over the marker: "Don't write the answer directly, remember to speak while you write."

At the beginning of the live broadcast, the barrage also increased sporadically.

【Is this the artist? 】

[This face value is amazing, you can enter the entertainment industry and beat those top performers. 】

[Finally met this art student, I want to see if she will be able to get the spot in the ISC direct international competition. 】

Xiu Yan ruffled her hair and looked at the blackboard.

In her opinion, Ying Zijin is at most on the same level as her, and may even be inferior to her.

She also wanted to see if Ying Zijin could do it.

Next to Xiu Yan, a student tutted, "Without the help of Teng Yunmeng and Feng Yue, how would she solve this problem?"

If you can't solve this problem, you don't deserve to participate in the international finals at all.

"This question is very simple." Ying Zijin was holding a marker and his voice was unhurried, "Let's make an auxiliary line here first, and then use this formula..."

She spoke and wrote.

Not fast, and the idea is very clear.

Gradually, the expressions of the other students became serious.

Teng Yunmeng also opened her mouth wide.

Ying Zijin's problem-solving idea is completely different from hers, at least 6 steps are saved.

In the competition, time is very important, and you can do more questions by saving steps.

Looking at the problem-solving process of that line, Teacher Meng seemed to have been slapped on the face, and it was so hot that it hurt.

She brought this question from Imperial University, and she naturally did it, but she never thought that this question could be solved in such a way.

Can a high school student have better knowledge than her?

However, Ying Zijin finished writing the last number at this time: "I'm done."

Teacher Meng's expression was stiff, and she was inexplicably embarrassed. She didn't dare to look directly into the girl's eyes: "Yes, yes."

Ying Zijin wiped his hands and returned to his position.

The photographer knows what a violent spot is, so he zoomed in and gave her a close-up.

The picture shows the girl's long eyelashes and porcelain-white skin so delicate that you can't even see the pores.

A true beauty crit.

The barrage exploded at once.

[Fuck, I can't breathe because of this beauty, I died madly. 】

[After checking, this question is an adaptation of a question in the International Mathematics Competition last year, but it is even more difficult than that question. 】

[Fuck, art students are so good, they can draw and math, they are all-powerful! 】

[Okay, okay, didn't you see Teng Yunmeng whispering to her earlier? I think it's just telling her the steps to solve the problem, or it's a deliberate program effect. Do you expect an art student to really solve the problem of the International Mathematics Competition? 】

[Sour, you are sour, others are prettier than you, and your brain is smarter than you. 】

The smile on Xiu Yan's lips faded little by little, and his expression finally became serious.

She looked down at her phone.

On the screen is the WeChat chat interface.

[Miss, the Ying Zijin you asked me to check is from Qingzhi Middle School. She is currently in the third year of high school and is in class 19. She and Miss Xiuyu are good friends, and the two have a good relationship. 】

[It's also because of her that Miss Xiu Yu doesn't hang out much in the night scene, and goes to school every day. 】

[She does know how to write and draw, but you are incomparable to you, Miss. 】

When he saw the word "Xiu Yu", Xiu Yan's eyes moved and gradually cooled down.

She turned her head and looked at the girl, thinking about it.

After Xiu Yan deleted the chat record, she sent a message to her agent.

[Brother Chen, help me tell the fans, I will live broadcast tonight]

**

The live broadcast only lasted for two hours, mainly to start a publicity first.

For the next month, the photographer will follow the filming, and then send it to the general TV station for editing.

After the training, Teng Yunmeng screamed and hugged Ying Zijin: "Zijin, you are too good, what do you think?"

"I didn't think so." Ying Zijin thought for a while, "Just take a look at it."

Teng Yunmeng: "..."

Feng Yue: "..."

Suddenly they realized a major problem.

Ying Zijin, the student they are determined to bring, is actually the hidden scholar? !

Teng Yunmeng looked at the girl's back and murmured, "Feng Yue, we're hugging our thighs."

Feng Yue pinched himself desperately and exhaled: "It's okay, it's not a dream."

**

outside the big classroom.

Mr. Meng has not left yet.

When she saw the girl come out, she coldly called out, "Ying Zijin."

Ying Zijin's footsteps paused, but did not stop.

"Don't think that you can be complacent if you solve a question." Teacher Meng looked bored, and she said coldly, "ISC compares knowledge competitions in various fields, your grades are so unstable, train more seriously in the future, don't procrastinate. Yunmeng and Feng Yue's hind legs."

Ying Zijin turned his head.

Before she could speak, a clear voice came from the other side.

"What did I hear?" The owner of the voice was Zuo Li. He looked at Teacher Meng, "Mr. Meng, you seem to be very dissatisfied with Ying Zijin."

Teacher Meng's expression changed, very embarrassed: "Professor Zuo Li."

She didn't expect that Zuo Li bumped into her words.

"I'll tell you that." Zuo Li smiled sarcastically, "You can't get a professor appointment letter from Imperial University, but Ying Zijin can, but she's not uncommon."

"What right do you have to be dissatisfied with her? You deserve it too?"

Zuo Li is a pure and straight man in science and engineering, who has never been scolded by others.

But when you fight it, you can make people cry.

Teacher Meng is almost forty years old, and he can't bear to hear such words.

Her face turned pale: "Professor Zuo Li, what are you talking about?"

A high school student who got an appointment letter from a professor at Imperial University?

No one will believe it.

"I don't tell jokes." Zuo Li was too lazy to pay attention to her, "If you don't believe me, come to my office with me now, the letter of appointment is still in my drawer, can you come?"

"No, no." Teacher Meng took a few steps back and left quickly.

"Virtue." Zuo Li snorted coldly, then turned his head with a serious expression, "Student Ying, your hair growth shampoo, the professors in our department are going to order it together. Look, can you give me another discount?"

"..."

**

There is no training program in the evening, students study and study, rest and rest.

Xiu Yan sat in the living room of the apartment, opened her laptop, and made a live broadcast.

She came to participate in training, not all for the ISC international finals, but to increase her popularity.

Other stars don't dare to set up a school, but she can, she has the capital.

"By the way, let me introduce my roommate to everyone." Xiuyan took the computer, stood up, and knocked on Teng Yunmeng's door.

The door was quickly opened.

On the sofa inside, in addition to Teng Yunmeng, there is also Ying Zijin.

Teng Yunmeng didn't welcome Xiuyan very much, but she had sharp eyes, and when she saw Xiuyan doing a live broadcast, she could only hold her breath: "Classmate Xiu, what's the matter?"

"I'm thinking of sending some benefits to the fans." Xiu Yan walked in generously, "Ying Zijin is also here, I won't have to go to your place for a while."

She turned to the camera again and said, "This is the beautiful roommate I told you. Look, is he better looking than me?"

On the barrage in the live broadcast room, all of them are compliments.

[No, no, Yan Bao is the best! 】

[No one is as good-looking as our Yan Bao. 】

Ying Zijin didn't turn her head and was watching TV.

Xiuyan pointed the camera at her, and her disregarding attitude caused dissatisfaction among Xiuyan fans.

[Is this amateur's shelf so big? Even Yan Bao didn't care, it's amazing. 】

"By the way, I heard that Zijin, you are an art student, and you are also very good at calligraphy." Xiu Yan smiled slightly, "It just so happens that I also have achievements in this area, let's learn from each other."

Teng Yunmeng couldn't hold back her breath anymore.

But Xiuyan's fans are too cruel. If she broke out like this, she might be splashed with hot water on the way.

Ying Zijin was still watching the bloody drama at eight o'clock. Hearing this, he replied casually, "So-so."

"How can you be so-so?" Xiu Yan shook her head, "You are an art student, so your calligraphy is definitely not bad. I brought a brush and rice paper for you to use."

Ying Zijin turned his head to the side, and slowly said the following words: "so-so, better than you."

Xiu Yan smiled.

The fans in the live broadcast room were even more angry.

[Yan Bao is the apprentice of the vice president of the Chinese Calligraphy Artists Association, can he write better than Yan Bao? 】

[Yan Bao, you ask her to write, let's see what kind of characters she can write. 】

Four more than 10,000 words, and then ask for a monthly ticket~