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Chapter 437 How is the topic doing?

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    Things have to be done step by step, don't rush.

    A few people here were chatting, and three people over there were chatting about physics and mathematics. The more they chatted, the more they got involved, and they almost forgot the time.  Everyone didn't rush, just let them chat.

    On the other hand, Zhang Jin was scratching his head. Dean Jin said that these are simple questions, and it should not be difficult for him as a science student.  But he made five or six ways, and he couldn't understand the remaining twenty or so ways!

    Why is this such a simple question?

    Not to mention Zhang Chengming, when he saw these, he yelled like seeing ants and didn't want to see them.

    Shen Yuling coaxed her a lot, but her grandson just hated it, so she had no choice but to coax her grandson with food.  She wanted to read it by herself, but after taking a look, she knew every word when she took it apart, but she didn't know any of them together, so she didn't read it at all.

    Time passed like this, and Aunt Yue and Chen Sihui packed up their things and came out.

    The old lady saw that Chen Sihui's face was much better, and called people over: "Don't do it, just let Aunt Yue do these things, if you don't believe it, let Wang Yuyuling and the others do it."

    Chen Sihui was taken aback for a moment, apparently he did not expect the old lady to say that.

    This is the first time the old lady asked her to rest, right?

    The old lady looked at her and said, "Sit down, don't block me from seeing my grandson!"

    "Hey, good!" Chen Sihui was so happy that she hurriedly sat down to rest.

    Mr. Zhang saw that the time was almost up, he turned his head and said, "Xiao Jin, how is the topic going?"

    Over there, Zhang Jin stopped scratching his head, but blushed: "not finished."

    It's not just that he didn't finish it. He only did a few basic high school questions for dozens of questions, and he couldn't understand the rest at all!

    Mr. Zhang understood at a glance that this person is indeed different from other people. It is very rare for him to have such a smart son as Zhang Qili.  It is already a great blessing to have another Zhang Mo now.  He doesn't expect all his descendants to be smarter than others, that's too greedy.

    He waved at Zhang Jin: "Bring it to me."

    Zhang Jin blushed and couldn't refuse, so she stood up with the title and handed it to the old man.

    Shen Yuling was very excited, handed her grandson to Wang Yu, got up hurriedly, and came to the old man: "Son, have you done everything?"

    After reading the paper, Mr. Zhang understood that there were a lot of blanks.  He handed it to Shen Yuling himself.

    Shen Yuling happily took the paper and saw that most of it was blank, only the first few lines were written.  The rest didn't move at all!

    She couldn't believe it, and turned the paper back and forth many times before asking: "Son, what's going on, there's not enough time?"

    Mr. Zhang didn't want to hit his grandson either, so he didn't say anything.

    Zhang Jin glanced at the old man, blushed, and shook his head: "No."

    "Okay," Zhang Qi'an came up and said, "Xiao Jin has her own job, so don't bother with it!"

    Mr. Zhang also nodded: "Xiao Jin, as long as you do your job well, being able to do a good job in your own industry is better than anything else."

    Zhang Jin nodded and responded, feeling depressed.

    "Son, write again!" Shen Yuling didn't want to give up.

    Zhang Jin was unwilling to write.

    Over there, Zhang Mo and the others were still discussing the issue enthusiastically, and they didn't know the time at all.  When he regained his senses, Dean Jin realized that it was getting late. He hurriedly looked at Zhang Jin's solution and found that he didn't write a few, so he just smiled and said, "The major is wrong." (Remember the website address:  www.hlnovel.com
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