Vol 2 Chapter 112: rebuke

Perhaps because they are both highly practical courses.
Alchemy classrooms are located in the laboratory building just like pharmacy.
The difference is that the pharmacy classroom is located in the large amphitheater at 301 East Attachment of the laboratory building. Most of the classroom space is occupied by various test benches and laboratory cabinets.
The alchemy classroom is located at 503 east of the laboratory building. It is just an ordinary teaching classroom with a relatively small scale.
It is said that the classroom used for the experiment class of alchemy is located in the basement. It's just that the freshmen of the Astronomy 08-1 class still have no chance to contact that world.
They are just freshmen who have just entered school for more than a week.
Class has not yet started, and the noise and clamor of other classes loomed in the corridor, which formed a sharp contrast with Class 503.
The sunlight outside the window is a bit dazzling.
Zheng Qing raised his eyelids and glanced slightly.
A few little elves in gray uniforms danced ‘behind’ in the sun, carrying small buckets and rags in their hands to wipe the dirt on the blind corners of the windows.
These little things are always so carefree, Zheng Qing thought enviously, and couldn't help but think of his group of little elves.
Because of what happened in the pharmacy class yesterday, he reserved a little idea about the safety of the laboratory building, so he handed the elves to Dylan and Tuantuan early in the morning.
Although vampire werewolves are more sleepy during the day, there shouldn't be a big problem if you watch them round and round.
Thinking this way, Zheng Qing subconsciously ignored the fact that Tuantuan was just a cat.
The curtains on both sides of the windows were hung high, and through the bright glass, one could see the tall and silent figure in the office building opposite the laboratory building.
That office building belonged to all the faculty and staff of Jiuyou College. Unlike the three-story small black building of the school working committee hidden deep in the school, the office building used by the professors is much more impressive from the outside.
Zheng Qing retracted his gaze and sighed slightly, dispelling the urge to lower the curtain.
The unreasonable old professor on the podium seemed to be in a bad mood. Doing more is worse than doing less, so just get more sun.
A finger poked his back.
"What's the situation?" A mosquito-like voice rang in his ears.
It is Duan Xiaojian.
Zheng Qing placed the notebook and the book in front of him, watching his nose and heart, and shook his head slightly, saying that he was not clear.
Like most boys, he sits together in the back of the classroom, and the good students in the front row, especially Downton, Jiang Yu and others, have not had time to ventilate. It is inevitable that some news will be blocked.
The preparation bell for class rang.
The little elves who were originally hovering around the classroom flew back to the upper edge of the blackboard and sat quietly on their small stools without making a sound.
Professor Tesla stood up and knocked the table heavily with the spine of the metal book in his hand.
"Boom!"
The breathing in the classroom is stagnant.
The silver-white classroom door closed heavily with the loud noise.
In the originally quiet classroom, you could not even hear the breathing. Everyone was sitting in a hurry, silently waiting for instructions from the old professor.
"Are you freshmen in Astronomy 08-1 class?" the old professor asked in a strong nasal voice.
"Yes." The freshmen in the audience replied neatly and softly.
"Then you should remind me in the last class!" The old professor patted his metal book in dissatisfaction and raised his voice: "Does anyone fully understand what I said in the last class?"
The audience was silent, and no one made a sound.
"What did I talk about last class?" The old professor helped his glasses and scanned the classroom sharply.
In the front row of the classroom, Downton was sitting in jeopardy, looking intently at his book of Fa, as if he could see a flower from above, and not far from him, Matthew Cullen also lowered his head silently, fiddling with his sleeve. buckle.
Among the girls, Li Meng learned from the cousin and the chief student beside him, lowering his head and trying to reduce his sense of existence.
As for the boys at the back of the classroom, they even wanted to shrink and lower their desks.
No one answered the obvious question of Professor Tesla.
"Zheng Qing!" Professor Tesla flipped through the roster and clicked on a name.
Unfortunately!
Zheng Qing wailed in his heart, and stood up neatly.
He vaguely felt a relieved sigh in the classroom.
The students in the front row took this opportunity to turn their heads and get out of the sight of the old professor above the podium.
Zheng Qing watched Li Meng winking at himself without changing his face, his brain was spinning frantically, trying to squeeze the little bit of memory he heard in the last class.
"Are you a public student at Jiuyou College this year?" Although Professor Tesla was still stern, his tone was obviously much gentler.
Zheng Qing resisted the urge to cry bitterly.
He once again felt that being a public student is not a pleasant thing.
"Is there any impression of what I said in the last class? Do you understand?" Professor Tesla shared the roster in his hand and asked the question again.
"Well, the content of the last lesson was "The probability of time being normally distributed in a multi-dimensional space"... It mainly discussed the existence, flow rate and trend of time in different spaces under the dimensional theory..."
Zheng Qing blinked, trying to connect the few words in the notebook together.
"...The great wizard Gauss in the eighteenth century took the lead in combining the flow of time with multidimensional space... In many experiments, the wizards found that the speed of time flow in a multidimensional space is different... The great wizard Rapla Si made a quantitative analysis on this basis and proposed the theory that time is normally distributed in a multi-dimensional space..."
After a brief retelling of the main content of the last class, Zheng Qing obediently closed her mouth and stopped screaming.
"Huh?" Professor Tesla raised his gray eyebrows, his voice slightly raised: "That's it?"
Zheng Qing smiled awkwardly.
"What about the derivation formula? How is the quantitative analysis analyzed? Didn't you talk about it in the last class?" Professor Tesla retakes the metal-clad law book in his hand on the desk: "You were in the history class last class. Did you learn such a thing in alchemy?"
I want to learn more too! Zheng Qing roared wildly in his heart, but Xiaoye couldn't understand it!
"The other content is not particularly understanding." Zheng Qing lowered his head and replied in a low voice.
Other people's slight approval sounded in the classroom.
It's just that the voices of these support were too weak, as if a light breeze was blowing across the water, only causing a ripple.
"I don't understand why I don't speak!" Professor Tesla grabbed his metal law book and paced back and forth on the narrow podium, repeating in a very dissatisfied tone: "Why don't you speak!"
Matthew spoke, Zheng Qing answered silently in his own heart, and glanced at the vampire in the front row who was observing the cufflinks.
Of course, he didn't have the guts to question the old man on the podium face to face.
"Alchemy is a very rigorous subject~EbookFREE.me~very rigorous!"
"The language of alchemy is rigorous!"
"The alchemy system is also very rigorous!"
"Alchemy's attitude needs more rigor!"
"What is rigor?"
"Things that are unclear must not be fooled."
The metal law book was slapped heavily on the desk, shaking everyone's hearts and hearts: "You don't know what he means, how dare you use him to infer your conclusions? Do you dare to experiment with the conclusions you have drawn? You are fooling your own lives!"
Zheng Qing swallowed silently. Although he didn't quite understand why he was fooling his own life by not speaking last class, but he still decided not to speak.
He felt that his brain was definitely not as strong as the desk board.