Chen Zhou's words stunned Wang Xuehui.

I thought this was a very thoughtful student, but I didn’t expect that the idea was so clear, no, the personality was clear.

Wang Xuehui didn't know what to say for a moment, but this was the first time he had taught for so many years.

"Teacher, is there anything else?" Chen Zhou planned to go back to the classroom to study for himself.

Wang Xuehui looked at Chen Zhou and wanted to say something, but he didn't say it out loud. He waved his hand and signaled Chen Zhou to go back to study first.

Seeing this, Chen Zhou no longer stopped.

When Chen Zhou walked to the door of the office, Wang Xuehui's voice came over: "Chen Zhou, the teacher agrees with your point of view. I will go and help you fight for it, but I can't guarantee it."

Chen Zhou turned around and looked at the old-fashioned teacher who was sitting behind the neat desk with meticulous hairstyle, and said softly: "Thank you, teacher."

By the time Chen Zhou returned to the classroom, the first part of the evening self-study was already half over.

Physics teacher Wang Chengkang was passionately explaining Newton's first law on the podium. Chen Zhou shouted three reports before he heard it.

"Go back to your seat quickly, you're talking excitedly." Wang Chengkang waved his hand quickly and signaled Chen Zhou to come in quickly.

Under the podium, the students laughed when they heard Teacher Wang's words.

"Don't laugh, let's continue."

Wang Chengkang stopped the class and planned to continue the passionate explanation just now. After a pause, he said, "Where did I just talk about it?"

There was another burst of laughter.

Wang Chengkang was a little embarrassed, but he was not angry, so he shouted the physics class representative.

"Teacher Wang, I just said that Newton's first law applies to any object, whether it is solid, liquid, or gas." Xu Hongliang, a representative of physics class, stood up and answered Wang Chengkang's question.

"Oh yes, let's continue." Wang Chengkang turned around and took chalk and wrote on the blackboard: Force is the reason for changing the motion state of an object, and force is not the reason for maintaining the motion state of an object.

"This sentence is also an understanding of Newton's first law. It's like a static stone. Once you kick it, it will fly. Alas, the stone changes from stillness to motion. As for the second half, it will involve it

It's time to reach the inertia of the first law, that is,..."

In Chen Zhou's opinion, physics teacher Wang Chengkang is a very interesting teacher. He can be passionate on the podium and can also show his face because of forgetting words. However, he will not be angry with the students. Instead, these become

His way of engaging in the classroom atmosphere.

Chen Zhou admired that he explained the refined theorem clearly in easy-to-understand language.

This is probably the charm of the teacher.

Chen Zhou had not experienced enough of the remaining 30 minutes of the first evening self-study session before he heard the ringtone of the end of get out of class.

I said to Teacher Wang Chengkang in my heart a little reluctantly: "Goodbye to Teacher."

The second evening self-study was English, but it was not Teacher Wu Mei, but the head teacher Wang Xuehui.

"You Teacher Wu is not feeling well. I have adjusted this evening self-study with me. You can study for yourself." After Wang Xuehui said that, he pulled the chair and sat on the podium.

Many students in the podium were reluctant for a while, and they missed the charming Teacher Wu.

But it cannot go against the will of the head teacher Wang Xuehui, so I had to collect the English exercises and take out the math lecture notes.

Evening self-study in natural sciences such as mathematics and science, is not only busy with students but also with teachers.

This is the moment of day when you catch the teacher asking questions.

Chen Zhou also encountered a question he didn't know.

After thinking for a while, but still having no idea, Chen Zhou got up and walked onto the podium to ask for advice.

Wang Xuehui took the review materials handed over by Chen Zhou, but was not in a hurry to read the questions. Instead, he looked at Chen Zhou and whispered: "The teacher supports your ideas and told them, but their Chinese language group and school magazine editor are still there.

I'm not sure if it will happen."

"Thank you, teacher." Chen Zhou said sincerely. After all, there are not many class teachers who can do this for the students of his class.

Wang Xuehui smiled and stopped talking, but looked down at the question Chen Zhou asked.

The question is: Suppose the focus of the parabola c:x2=2py(p>0) is f, and the caliber is l, a∈c. It is known that the circle f with f as the center and fa as the radius intersects l at b, d

point.

Then there were two small questions. The (1) question has been solved by Chen Zhou, and the (2) question is left.

Question (2) If the three points a, b, f are on the same straight line m, the straight line n is parallel to m, and there is only one common point between n and c, find the ratio of the distance from the coordinate origin to m and n.

Wang Xuehui thought for a while, first checked the answer process on the draft paper, and then went back to explain to Chen Zhou: "In fact, the two small questions of this question are related, and they are all solved based on symmetry.

You see, from symmetry, we can set a to (x0,x02/2p), here x0>0, then f..."

"Another from a and b symmetric about point f, you can get..."

"So, the ratio of the distance between the coordinate origin and m and n is √3p/2:√3p/6=3. The main thing is how to use symmetry to find the tangent points of the straight line m and the straight line n and the straight line n and the parabola c.

Is it right?"

Chen Zhou took the draft paper over, followed the problem-solving process and nodded.

Seeing this, Wang Xuehui said again: "Look at how interesting this mathematics is, which one is not much more interesting than that Chinese? Later..."

Before Wang Xuehui finished speaking, he took out his vibrating cell phone and looked at it. He immediately got up and walked outside the classroom to answer the phone.

Chen Zhou waited for a while, and saw that Wang Xuehui was still calling, so he packed up the information and draft paper and returned to his seat to continue to write questions.

What he didn't know was that after Wang Xuehui answered the phone, he rushed to the conference room before he could even go back to the classroom to pack up his things.

"Such students who have already repeated the exam should study peacefully. How can they still talk about love in their composition?"

"I think the composition should still look at the article itself, rather than wearing tinted glasses."

"I think it's right. The student just writes about love in the composition. Didn't Teacher Wang talk to the student? He didn't fall in love. It can be seen that this composition only represents his opinion on love."

"What is the opinion? Natanli, the first beauty in Moscow? I think he is just making a fool of himself."

......

Wang Xuehui heard the quarrels in the conference room from a distance, and couldn't help but frown: "It seems that Chen Zhou's composition is just a fuse."

When Wang Xuehui approached the conference room, he saw his former partner at the door, wiping his black-framed glasses.

When Li Dabiao heard the footsteps and put on his glasses again, he saw the old-fashioned man who was called by his phone.

Li Dabiao said directly: "It's still arguing inside, Chen Zhou from your class has given them an excuse."

Wang Xuehui glanced at the conference room and said, "Just make a noise, there will always be a result. It is best to be able to make a difference with us."

"However, what I didn't expect was that you, the old-fashioned, actually stood with me this time." Li Dabin thought that Wang Xuehui should be the most stubborn person, just like his desk and hairstyle, neat and meticulous, but

Unexpectedly, he would support Chen Zhou's essays in the colonel's magazine.

"Chen Zhou is my student." Wang Xuehui said, and then he was about to push open the door of the conference room and go in to help make a noise.

"Don't be anxious." Li Dabiao grabbed him and signaled him to wait, but there were still people who hadn't arrived.

Not long after, the footsteps sounded.

Wang Xuehui looked at the direction of the footsteps in confusion. Who else could do this?

The footsteps sounded from far to near. When Wang Xuehui saw the person coming clearly, he could not figure it out no matter what. How could he come?

The person who came was not someone else, but Zhu Ming, the current principal of Maochang High School.

"Let's go, I'll talk to them. Don't worry, this composition can be published in the Colonel."
Chapter completed!