What is the purpose of learning God to be a network administrator?

Chapter 15

If this sudden situation happened a few more times, and Xu Zhencheng felt that he would either wither or be useless, it would be a big loss.

Xu Zhencheng let go of his collar, "What do you want from me?"

Fan Zhe'an touched the back of his neck, "I want to discuss it, don't transfer me classes on weekends, so that I can give cram lessons to others."

Xu Zhencheng lifted the quilt from Xiao Shicheng who hadn't softened completely, "Are you speaking in a negotiating tone?"

"Please," Fan Zhe'an paused, "True, sincere, bro."

Every time Fan Zhe'an called him Brother Chengzheng, his tone was neither slow nor urgent, with a very long tail, like a hook, unintentionally hooking Xu Chengxin.

"Boss Xu."

"Brother Sincerity."

"honesty."

Fan Zhean tirelessly changed names.

Xu Zhencheng felt that Xiao Shicheng seemed to be rebelling again, so in order to send the big Buddha away as soon as possible, "Okay, quizu, get out, I'm going to sleep!"

"Okay, I'll make you a sandwich tomorrow morning."

Before he went out, he turned off the lights and the door for Xu Zhenzheng.

Xu Zhenzhen lay down again, completely free of worldly desires, and felt that he could go to a temple as an abbot with asceticism.He received a new message on his phone, so he picked it up and looked at it.

Prangfan: Thank you for the best boss Xu in the world. /Rose

Honesty: You're welcome, I'm just being taken for a ride. /Rose

……

On weekends, Fan Zhe'an would bring men home, and they were all sunny and handsome, which made Xu Zhenzhen very envious.Saturday morning is a sunny type, afternoon is a strong type, and evening is an ordinary type.

When Xu Zhencheng came back from the Internet cafe, Fan Zhean was correcting the test papers, and then summed up their wrong questions, becoming more and more like a teacher.

Xu Zhencheng took two boxes of yogurt from the refrigerator, and threw one box to Fan Zhe'an.

Fan Zhe'an caught it, "It's not easy to make money, and it's too difficult to be a teacher. I only know how to do a lot of questions, but I don't know how to explain them."

Xu Zhencheng understands his feelings. For Xueshen, he can only see the answers to many questions, and the process of solving the questions is just one word: slightly.

Xu sincerely plugged in the straw, "I have a friend who teaches English in No. [-] Middle School. Now she is so angry with the students that she wants to quit her job."

Fan Zhe'an put the yogurt box aside, "I have a friend from No. [-] Middle School who often complains to me about his English teacher, who seems to be called wormwood?"

"Ai Ye," Xu Zhenzheng corrected, "Teacher Ai is famous enough that even you have heard of it. I will tell her when I have a chance."

Coincidentally, Ai Ye just sent him a WeChat message with a physics test paper attached, asking him how to do it.

Honesty: Spare me, I'm out of the misery long ago, and you still want to take me back?

Classmate Xiaoai: My nephew is in the rocket class of the No. [-] Middle School. This is their class paper. What are the high school students studying now? It’s too abnormal.

Honesty: Why do high school questions require calculus?

Classmate Xiaoai: I said that I fainted just by looking at it!It turns out that there is calculus, and I have a headache. Please help me see how to do the last two questions. I believe you.

Xu Zhencheng roughly glanced at the topic, feeling that he didn't understand much, and moved his gaze down to Xueshen who was sitting on the carpet and playing with his mobile phone.

"Xiao Faner, can you see if you can understand this question?" Xu Zhencheng handed him the phone.

Fan Zhe'an was playing a small game, he just glanced at it and said, "Competition question? Wait, I'll clear this level."

Physics competition questions and ordinary physics test papers are two completely different concepts.But after breaking away from the 'ordinary' thinking, Xu Zhencheng knew how to solve the problem instead.

Logically speaking, competition problems can be solved without using calculus. Some competitions prohibit students from using calculus to solve problems, but the paradox is that calculus is very efficient.When he fell into the problem of not being able to use calculus to solve the problem, Xu Zhencheng felt stupid again.

Fan Zhe'an had already passed that test, pulled Xu Chengxin's phone, looked at the question, and forwarded the picture of the test paper to himself, then picked up the pen and paper and started writing directly.While writing, I said, "Who is it for?"

"Teacher Ai Cao." Xu Zhencheng sat next to him.

"Teacher Ai Cao, no, isn't Teacher Ai Ye teaching English?" Fan Zhe'an crossed out what he just wrote.

Watching Fan Zhean write is a kind of enjoyment. Fan Zhean's handwriting is half-linked, not sloppy at all, and the handwriting is well-proportioned and there are some traces of practice.

"Her nephew's test paper."

"Oh, this question is a bit difficult, it's more winding, it may take some time."

Xu Zhencheng thought that the topic stumped him, so he waited patiently, and chatted with Ai Ye by the way.

Honesty: I've found a helper, and I'll have an answer in a minute.

Classmate Xiaoai: Hey, looking at what children are learning today, I feel that I was able to be admitted to B University back then.

Honesty: Sister Ye, don't say that, how many people's eyes have been blinded by your score, which is close to the number one in the market?

Classmate Xiao Ai: A difference of more than 20 points is called a close match?Don't brag about me, it's fine if you can't figure it out, I'll let him ask the teacher himself.

Xu Chengxin looked at Fan Zhean who was concentrating on writing, and did not continue typing.

"Forget it if you can't answer it, it's not a big deal." Xu Zhencheng took a closer look, and found that the originally white A4 paper was filled with dense formulas.

As long as Fan Zhean wants to do things seriously, he can calm down even in the vegetable market. He only focuses on the logical test questions in front of him, and automatically blocks Xu Chengxin's words.

A few minutes later, Fan Zhean finished writing another piece of A4 paper...

When Xu Zhencheng got the problem-solving process paper that was so detailed that it couldn't be more detailed, he was dumbstruck.Only now did he understand Xueshen's phrase "it will take some time" to mean that it takes time to write the whole process, rather than being stumped by the title.

Fan Zhean put the pen tightly inside the cap, "If you write like this, even a fool can understand it. According to your thinking, you must use calculus to do some things. But the first principle of the competition is to use the knowledge you have learned at this stage to solve the problem. To solve a problem, the step-by-step process is very important. Usually, it is not necessary to write in such detail, but I just practiced my hand, so I can teach others later.”

Practicing with competition questions, what kind of pervert? !

Xu Zhenzhen clasped his hands and said, "I've been educated, sir."

Xu Zhencheng took two pages of A4 photos to Ai Ye and sent them.

Student Xiaoai: Even I can understand it. Was this done by a teacher with a competition?so detailed.

Xu Chengxin picked up the camera, quickly took a picture of Fan Zhean and sent it to Ai Ye.Fan Zhe'an lowered his head and rubbed his thumb against the overused middle finger protrusion. All students have a slight protrusion in this position, which is a respect for learning.

Honesty: My kids made it.picture.jpg

There was no response for a long time, it should be to give a lecture to her nephew.

Brain is used too much and it is easy to get sleepy. Fan Zhe'an got up with yogurt and said, "I'm going to sleep first."

"Yeah." Xu Zhencheng was also holding a yogurt box, admiring the photos he took.

Fan Zhean entered his room, and after 2 minutes, he ran out again, holding the empty yogurt box with the lid off in his hand.

"Boss Xu, I'm sorry, I sprinkled all the yogurt on the bed." Fan Zhe'an's tone was not embarrassing, "It's a pity that I haven't had a sip of this yogurt yet."

Xu Zhencheng stood up and went to his room to have a look.

Good guy, the yogurt is in a parabola, from one side to the other, just connecting diagonally.The corner of Xu Zhenzhen's mouth twitched: "Your hands are quite strong, how about opening yogurt or playing shot put?"

Most boys don't like to drink yogurt with a straw, but like to lift the aluminum foil cover on the surface and pour it into their mouths.

Fan Zhe'an was probably short-tempered. He was too impatient when he lifted the lid and used too much force. The yogurt and the lid left together.

Fan Zhe'an's focus was not on the sheets, he said without giving up: "Is there any more yogurt? I really want to drink it."

Xu Zhenzhen put the yogurt in his hand that he hadn't had time to take a sip of. He wanted to pull out the straw and lifted the lid twice. After looking at the scene of the crime, he honestly sucked the straw.

Xu Zhencheng quickly tore off the bed sheet and quilt cover, but Simmons and the quilt had already been soaked, and it was difficult to save them for the time being.

"You can sleep on the sofa." Xu Zhenzhen threw the soiled bed sheet and quilt cover on the ground, "Clean it up for me tomorrow, and I will check it. If there is still this white unknown liquid, I will throw you out together with these things."

Xu Zhenzhen returned to his room and opened the wardrobe that Fan Zhe'an had divided in half.Fan Zhe'an is basically wearing his plus-size clothes recently.

I searched, but couldn't find the air conditioner.

Fan Zhe'an walked into his room and said, "Boss Xu, you don't mind if I make do with you for one night?"

"I don't really mind, but..."

Before he finished speaking, Fan Zhe'an fell directly on his bed and rolled to the other side of the bed, "The bed in the second bedroom is too hard, but your bed is soft, as soft as yours."

Fan Zhe'an's softness refers to his soft temper.Xu Chengxin is a typical knife-mouthed bean curd heart and a character who eats soft but not hard.Whoever is tough with him, he is tougher than anyone else, but if he gives in to him, he will quickly lose his temper.

Xu Chengxin crossed his arms and said coldly, "Get up, I haven't agreed yet."

Fan Zhe'an buried half of his face in the pillow, half-closed his eyes, he looked sleepy, and his voice became more lazy, "Brother Chengzheng, I'm sleepy, and I have to make up lessons for Zheng Zeng tomorrow."

His bed is big enough to sleep three or four people, and they are all men, so there is nothing to be ashamed of.Seeing the child's eyelids fighting, Xu Zhencheng couldn't bear it.

"Hey," Xu Zhencheng walked over and lifted the quilt, "Go to sleep."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fan Zhe'an seemed to have received an amnesty order, covered his body with the quilt, and fell asleep in a prone sleeping position.

Fan Zhe'an put his left hand on the side of the pillow, half of his face was covered by the quilt, his normally clever eyes were closed, and he lost a little of his dazzling splendor, and a little more of the cuteness that he should have at his age.

No matter how hyped he is, no matter how wise he usually is, he is still just a young boy.

Xu Zhenzhen observed his sleeping position and turned the phone to silent.

Ai Ye replied.

Xiao Ai: This is Fan Zhe'an from Ninth Middle School, right?It seems that the B major is recommended.you? !May!real!sincerity!Don't hit your crooked ideas, this is a good boy.

Honesty: Conscience in heaven and earth, it's almost as if he hit me with a crooked idea.

Classmate Xiao Ai: What?

Honesty: Scheming kid, sleeping next to me now.

Classmate Xiao Ai: ...