The villain of Transmigration is reborn

Chapter 446 Bamboo Horse He Is A Crazy Man (7)

When he found that no matter what he said, the little girl shook her head in confusion, expressing that she didn't understand at all.

Qi Xie finally called the tutor.

After hearing what the young master said, the tutor pondered for a while, and asked politely: "How old are you talking about? Is it the same age as you are now?"

If he remembered correctly, the young master is only nine years old now, so it's no wonder that a child his age can understand x unknown.

Holding the mobile phone, Qi Xie frowned slightly on his immature and delicate face, as if feeling dissatisfied, and at the same time said in a tone full of natural pride: "Of course not, Yiyi is only seven years old this year."

He would never remember the little girl's age incorrectly, even including her birthday and her favorite food.

Is the teacher provoking his memory?
The tutor's brain exploded in an instant, and he forgot to speak, only feeling his scalp tingling.

Forcing others to learn the unknown at the age of seven... Tsk, what kind of devil is this?
Hearing that there was no sound on the other side of the phone for a long time, especially seeing the little girl not far away looking lost in front of the exercise book, Qi Xie was slightly dissatisfied and frowned: "Teacher?"

The tutor was afraid of offending the little prince.

He said hastily: "Seven-year-old children should only go to school. You can teach her some simple addition, subtraction, multiplication and division. Unknown numbers are knowledge points that are only learned in fifth and sixth grades."

The tutor likes this young master very much. Although he has a bad temper, he is really smart.

Teachers like smart children, and he is no exception.

Therefore, the tutor took the initiative to make suggestions and said: "The first grade should have distributed the teaching materials, you can see what she has learned first, and then teach slowly."

After hanging up the phone, the boy went to the desk and found math textbooks in her pink bunny backpack.

He flipped through the pages of writing, and he probably understood what Gu Yiyi had learned.

Qi Xie bent her lips, the little girl's handwriting was very serious, with every stroke, there were not even traces of erasing the eraser, the result should be calculated on the straw paper and then written in the book.

He put down the book, turned to Gu Yiyi and said, "I'll come over every day to help you make up lessons."

The familiar imperative tone.

The little girl was not angry this time, and she also wanted to study hard, so she said softly, "What about today?"

Qi Xie replied: "Today I will teach you to write these questions first."

Although the formulas written this time were many and troublesome, Gu Yiyi finally understood.

Not long after, Gu's mother knocked on the door and came in. She put the cut fruit in her hand and put it on the corner of the desk.

Seeing that the two finally reconciled, she exhorted with relief: "Don't always stare at the exercise book, eat more fruits, it's good for your eyesight."

With Qi Xie around, Mama Gu felt at ease.

She still remembers that when her daughter was in an interest class, she was fascinated by a puzzle toy given to her by a certain teacher, and sat in a pile of puzzles every day to find similar ones.

On the contrary, it was Qi Xie who often seized the time to drag the little girl out of her dizzy state.

Gu Yiyi obediently responded, but her eyes were still glued to the book.

Qi Xie put down his pencil, checked the time, and found that it had been almost half an hour. He forked an apple and fed it to the little girl's mouth, "Take a break first."

Gu Yiyi was reluctant to let go, struggling in a low voice: "But the calculation is almost over."

Qi Xie raised his eyebrows: "Apple will oxidize after a long time, Yiyi, do you have the heart to let auntie's hard work go to waste?"

(End of this chapter)