Chapter 229 Teaching

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Yagyu Sakura looked boredly at the doll-like girl who was writing furiously on the virtual screen, and unconsciously began to lose focus - after all, her so-called "teacher" was dispensable.

"Pfft." I don't know why, Yagyu Sakura suddenly laughed.

"What's wrong?" The girl on the screen had already finished answering the questions. Seeing Yagyu Sakura laughing, she quickly asked, "Did you remember something interesting?"

"It's indeed very interesting." Yagyu Sakura came back to her senses and replied with a smile, "But it's a person, not a thing."

"Eh? Someone?" The girl on the screen showed a surprised expression, "It's hard to imagine that Sister Ying, you would be particularly interested in someone?"

"Because he is indeed a very interesting person, and you will feel very comfortable when you get along with him." Yagyu Sakura had an obvious smile on her lips that she was not aware of, "It's not the feeling of being flattered, but something else, how should I put it? Well…I don’t quite understand either.”

The girl on the screen widened her eyes. When Yagyu Sakura was a little embarrassed to be stared at and picked up the water glass to drink water, she suddenly said: "Boyfriend?"

Yagyu Sakura had already seen through the other party's trick, swallowed the water smoothly, and then calmly replied: "No."

"A secret crush?" The girl on the screen asked hurriedly, "Or a pursuer?"

"No, I am not qualified to love others. I only have the right to 'be loved', which is exactly the opposite of you." Yagyu Sakura put the water cup back on the coaster, and reluctantly pulled away the fingers that had gained warmth from the heat source in the cup. , "But I'm sure that he loves me extremely now, but he doesn't realize it."

"So sure?"

"Because I am an immortal miko, I cast the magic of love on him, and he has been fascinated by me ever since. He has never thought about food or drink." Sakura Yagyu shook her finger and said with some pride, "I am very powerful."

"If this was said in the fifteenth century, it would still have some credibility." The girl on the screen tapped twice on the white paper on the table. The camera captured the appearance of this gesture that had been set for a long time. According to the default The program scanned the content on the white paper and digitized it, "But it's already 2077, and this is considered feudal superstition."

"Don't be so serious. You and that guy are quite similar in this aspect." Yagyu Sakura put her fingers in front of her eyes and made a scissor hand. "The so-called love magic is actually my unparalleled feminine power."

In the eyes of others, Yagyu Sakura has always been a quiet person. If people who are not very familiar with her see this scene, they will definitely be shocked. However, girls who are familiar with her know very well that Yagyu Sakura's quiet appearance hides a hidden secret. A beating heart.

"You're imitating the moves in those funny variety shows again."

"It's necessary to collect materials. If I don't watch those popular programs, I will be eliminated by the times." Yagyu Sakura pretended to sigh, "This is the crux of the Internet serialization era."

"But Sister Ying, didn't you publish it physically? It's not purely an online serialization, right?"

"Stop talking about this, my books are about to be axed."

"What's going on? Are your grades bad?"

"Not at all. The new book has just sold the best in the series. It can be said that it is in the period of rising sales. It is definitely not a problem of performance." Yagyu Sakura shook her head, "The editor said that my book The style is not in line with the style that the publisher will promote next, so I was ordered to finish it in the next volume."

"Isn't this not good?"

"Yes, the story hasn't been finished yet, and I don't want to change the style." Yagyu Sakura said helplessly, "Tomorrow is the year-end summary meeting. I just happen to meet the screenwriter in real life and have a good talk."

"I hope everything goes well." The girl on the screen clasped her hands together and prayed seriously, "I've finished the question."

The girl reached out and pushed. The camera captured the preset gesture and pushed the content on the white paper to Yagyu Sakura.

Yagyu Sakura casually glanced at the picture on the screen, and after confirming that the pattern of the string of characters at the end was roughly similar to what she remembered, she quickly replied: "Well, no problem."

"Did you really watch it?" The girl on the screen sighed helplessly, "I worked hard to make this."

"It only took three minutes, and I wrote it while chatting. It can't be called 'hard work' in any way, right?" Yagyu Sakura began to pack away the stationery on her desk. Due to some special requirements, she couldn't just use it when teaching. Fingertips or a special writing stick are used to write text. You can only use these pens, which need to draw ink from an ink bottle and are only used by ultra-niche enthusiasts in this era, and then use electronic devices to scan and transmit them. .

"That's also the result of my hard work."

"That's right. It's wrong to disrespect other people's hard work no matter what." Yagyu Sakura stopped what she was doing, raised her head and carefully examined the process on the white paper on one side.

This is an exercise about manifolds, which is also related to the girl's ability.

Yagyu Sakura was reading the formula, and suddenly found that she couldn't understand it.

—Did you use new mathematical tools? I'll look for it. The relevant knowledge should be in...

Yagyu Sakura called up her memory. The relevant knowledge that had been sealed because the current state did not allow it to be "remembered" was extracted from the storage and exchanged with part of the memory she currently held. Only then did she understand this Solutions using new mathematical tools for calculations.

"Perfect." Yagyu Sakura reviewed it again and again, but still found no mistakes. "There are no mistakes at all. You did a very good job, Haru."

"It's all thanks to your good teaching, Sister Ying." The girl on the screen smiled shyly.

"It has nothing to do with me. It's all the result of your own efforts, Sakura." Yagyu Sakura shook her head and replied, "You should be more confident."

"With your qualifications, whether you let others transfer knowledge to you or use the consciousness of cyberspace to accelerate, you can increase the knowledge you master hundreds or thousands of times faster than now."

"It's just that those old guys think that only the knowledge taught face to face in this way is reliable and noble, and that it is worthy of you. You should only receive this kind of education." Yagyu Sakura cursed with a little anger, "It's really an old thing that never changes."

"Don't say that." The girl on the screen showed a warm smile, "Everyone in the family has their own ideas. This is normal."

"And even so, your growth rate is surprisingly fast." Yagyu Sakura said helplessly, "Rather than being a teacher, I'm actually just a proctor for the weekend quiz."

"No, Sister Ying also taught me a lot of useful knowledge."

"For example?"

"For example... this!" The girl on the screen put her fingers across her eyes and made a scissor hand, "This is my unparalleled feminine power!"

"Pfft." Yagyu Sakura laughed and slapped the table, "You don't want to learn from the bad ones without learning from the good ones! These Internet memes don't encourage learning."

"Is there anything wrong with this..."

"No, this is good, very good." Yagyu Sakura straightened up and gave a thumbs up, "It's just too interesting, for me."

"It seems that the interesting people I have met recently have changed from one to two." Yagyu Sakura wiped the tears from laughter, "The time has come. That's it for today's class. Good night."

"Good night, Sister Ying." The girl on the screen waved her hand and cut off the communication.

"There is actually someone that Sister Ying finds very interesting and very comfortable to get along with." The girl lay down on the back of the chair in an inelegant manner, staring at the wooden ceiling, "What kind of person would he be? ? I’m so curious,”