boyutpedia Chapter 567: The Stupid Son Of The God Of Wealth
Chapter 567: The Stupid Son Of The God Of Wealth
"Let's take this class first.....well, let's do physics first."
Mu You announced to the bottom.
In fact, according to the well-arranged schedule, the first section should be Chinese.
However, looking at the rows of expectant eyes below, Mu You knew that if he didn't take the lead in explaining the principle of putting the eggs into the bottle, these children would not be in the mood to listen to anything else.
"To understand what pressure is, we must first understand what the air we breathe every day is made of."
Mu You wrote down the four characters "atmospheric composition" on the blackboard, and drew a circular diagram of air composition proportions beside it.
The scale drawing is not very accurate, but it is enough for illustration.
"As shown in the figure, the invisible air actually contains various components, such as oxygen, nitrogen, hydrogen, ozone, and various inert "one-zero-zero" gases, etc...
"Among them, oxygen is an essential ingredient for the survival of the Common people."
Mu You thought about it but still didn't say that everyone needs oxygen. After all, the fairies in this world can't be treated with the common sense of the previous life.
And according to Mu You's experience, as long as the strength reaches a certain level, even if there is no oxygen, they will only feel suffocated, and they will not be unable to survive.
"At the same time, oxygen is also a necessary condition for the flame to burn. Experienced tomb robbers will light a candle before going down to the tomb. There is not enough oxygen, and there is a risk of suffocation after going down..."
The students below listened very carefully one by one.
What Mu You said was novel knowledge that no one had told them before.
Children are curious, not to mention the children of these gods, their curiosity is much stronger than that of children in the world.
An hour later, the first physics class ended successfully. The students all had an eye-opening feeling, and the classroom atmosphere was also very good.
In order to keep the students' interest, Mu You left another small experiment before the end of the physics class - pinhole imaging.
Ask the students to go back and observe the results of the pinhole imaging, and write a report, which will be handed in tomorrow.
As for what will happen specifically, Mu You left a suspense on purpose.
It can be seen that if there were no candles in the classroom, the students would definitely not be able to resist the on-site experiment.
Because I have to rush back to Shushan for filming in the afternoon, Mu You's classes only include four classes in the morning, each class is one hour, with a 15-minute break in between.
The following chemistry and Chinese are not bad.
The Chinese class was a bit boring, but it was the first day after all, and no matter how skinny the students were, they could persevere.
What Mu You never expected was that it was the last math class that really caused him a cerebral hemorrhage.
Only then did Mu You realize that he still overestimated the IQ of these fairies.
Addition and subtraction within five, can you believe it after teaching a lesson?
That's why no one has learned.
By the time get out of class was over, Mu You had doubts about the rhetoric of "teach five-digit addition, subtraction, multiplication and division within a month".
As far as the current progress is concerned, whether it can be taught or not is really a matter of opinion.
"Teacher, can I go?"
A little fat man stood beside Mu You's podium with a lollipop in his mouth.
It is already school time, only Mu You and this little fat man are left in the classroom.
"No, you just stand there for me and don't move."
Mu You clutched her chest, feeling that she was only one step away from having a heart attack.
I used to watch TV, and I saw reports that parents accompanied their children to do homework, and finally wrote news about myocardial infarction.
Mu You didn't really believe it at first, but now he fully understands that in the face of a real idiot, not to mention a myocardial infarction, it is possible to teach a cerebral hemorrhage.
Mu You turned to look at the little chubby guy next to him.
This little chubby looks like the stupid son of the God of Wealth's family. Of course, he is really the stupid son of the God of Wealth's family... In short, this guy is the culprit that caused the slow progress of the math class.
Mu You is very curious about how the majestic God of Wealth gave birth to such an ultimate idiot.
A moment later, the God of Wealth landed outside the gate of the school.
Looking at the empty school, he pushed open the door nervously.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw his son and Mu You standing alone in the yard, and his heart skipped a beat.
"Mr. Mu, you, you have worked hard!"
The God of Wealth hastily lowered his posture and walked towards Mu You, trying his best to force a dry smile on his face: "My son, he......has he made some mistakes?"
"That's not true. Your son is very sensible and obeys the school's discipline. It's just..."
Mu You sighed.
Speaking of which, the little fat pier is obedient enough, he can do whatever he is asked to do, and just stand obediently if he is given detention, if he wants to change to another child, he would have slipped away by now.
"Just what?"
The God of Wealth is a little apprehensive, seeing Mu You's expression, doesn't it mean that he doesn't want to teach?
Unlike most gods who send their children to school here just to follow the trend or to save face, the God of Wealth sincerely hopes that his son can learn a skill from Mu You
Sure enough, Mu You shook his head and sighed, and said bluntly: "Sorry, parent, I can't teach your child, you should take it back."
"Come on, Mr. Mu, we have something to discuss, please be more accommodating..."
This is what the God of Wealth was most afraid of, so he hurriedly begged, and at the same time slipped a gold ingot into Mu You's hand.
Mu You glanced at the gold ingot in his hand, silently put it into his bosom, raised his head and said, "You misunderstood, it's not about money......
"Sir, don't worry, tell me first, how much has my son learned today?" the God of Wealth asked.
"Well, I'm ashamed to say that I only taught him one plus two in one class. …
Mu You smiled wryly.
Even if one plus two is added, it's still Mu You's combination of carrot and stick, forcing the opponent to memorize it by rote.
Otherwise, if it was just ordinary stupidity, Mu You wouldn't be able to persuade people to drop out of school on the first 0.4 days.
There is one thing to say, as far as the little fat man is concerned, it is really better to go home and keep it as a vase, at least he can live a lifetime without any worries, and coming to school here is purely for guilt.
What Mu You didn't expect was that the God of Wealth looked at Mu You in shock after hearing this, cupped his hands and praised: "Mr. is indeed a professional. He actually taught my son ten plus two in ten lessons."
"Ah?" Mu You looked at the other party suspiciously, what do you mean, can you still flatter me so forcefully?
Looking at Mu You's eyes, the God of Wealth knew that he had misunderstood, and said with a wry smile: "Sir, I don't know, it took me seventeen years to teach my son one plus one...
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Mu You looked at the God of Wealth in even more shock.
Good guy, I have been teaching one plus one for seventeen years...you are not a serious person!.