The devil bullies the upper body: baby, you are so sweet

Chapter 57 I have disabled hands and can't cook!

good!
Be good!

"Can we start?" Song Yu, who endured the humiliation, said aggrievedly.

Shen Yan took the textbook, looked at Song Yu, and got to the point, "Why not?"

Finally got into the subject.Otherwise, Song Yu couldn't guarantee that his tightly clenched fist would not smash into Shen Yan's face that was too flattened.

Song Yu, with a bright smile, stretched out his hand, flipped through the book, pointed to something he didn't understand, and said eagerly, "Here, I don't understand the principle of this formula."

Shen Yan glanced at the knowledge point that Song Yu pointed to, took a paper and a pen, quickly deduced it on the paper, and turned on the master mode, "Look, it actually combines the quadratic inequality in one yuan and the one-dimensional inequality in two variables. ..."

After finishing the reasoning, Shen Yan turned his head and looked at Song Yu who was confused, "Do you understand?"

Song Yu really wanted to say something with backbone, I understand!However, the ideal is very full, and the reality is very skinny——

"I don't understand." Song Yu said truthfully, even if Shen Yan ridiculed and despised him, Song Yu didn't care.The subject of mathematics is not comparable to politics, history and geography. Song Yu can still make his face swollen to pretend to be fat. If Song Yu is now brave enough to go to the examination room, Song Yu will cry.

"Little fish," Song Yu's answer obviously exceeded Shen Yan's expectations. After digesting the information, Shen Yan looked at Song Yu meaningfully and said quietly, "Are you sure you don't want to go through the back door?"

"According to your level, you want to be admitted to Arthur Middle School with your real talents, tsk tsk."

Sure enough, Song Yu, a math scumbag, was laughed at by Shen Yan, but——

Song Yu is not good at math, but she is good at other subjects!Song Yu, who was generalized by Shen Yan, was tolerable or unbearable. She straightened her back and challenged Shen Yan, "I'm not good at math, but my other subjects are so good that it explodes, okay?! You are serious. Look down on people!"

Facing the grinning Song Yu, who was about to pounce on him in the next second, Shen Yan suppressed a smile and picked up his pen again, "Okay, my girlfriend is the best! Who dares to say that my girlfriend is the best? If you talk badly about a friend, I'll blow his head off, okay."

"Come on, let me tell you again."

It's almost there!
Song Yu, who was successfully shunned, came to Shen Yan, cheered up, and listened to Shen Yan explain the knowledge points again.

"Will it be?"

Song Yu nodded, confidently, "I will."

"Then continue." Cruel teaching method.

But...it works.

In Shen Yan's simple and rough teaching, time passed quickly, and Song Yu, with the help of a god, conquered one knowledge point after another.

……

The door was opened, and the housekeeper Chen Qiu's respectful voice came, "Master, it's almost time for lunch."

So fast?Song Yu looked at the time, it was 11:30, it was indeed time for lunch.

"Is the meal ready?" Shen Yan put down the pen in his hand, turned around, and looked at Chen Qiu.

Thinking of his wife's earnest teaching and high expectations for him, Chen Qiu's eyes of struggle faded away, he firmly believed, showed helplessness, and looked at his young master dejectedly, "Master, there is something wrong with lunch, I'm here to ask you for instructions. "

"What's the problem?" Shen Yan was surprised.

Looking at his young master's clear and ignorant eyes, Chen Qiu silently apologized, young master, I'm sorry.

"Master, Mrs. Zhou accidentally cut her own hand while chopping vegetables. Mrs. Li asked for leave and returned home, and there is no one at home to cook." Chen Qiu opened his eyes and said nonsense.

so back?But that's all right.

Shen Yan squinted at Chen Qiu, "Order takeaway. Let a nearby restaurant make it and deliver it."

Chen Qiu, who was told by Shen Yan to order takeout for lunch, calmly expressed his countermeasures, "The rice has been steamed, and the vegetables have been washed, so only the vegetables are left to be chopped, young master."

Song Yu, who was watching the play quietly, suddenly had an ominous premonition.Song Yu was horrified to realize that Shen Yan was looking at him with ulterior motives.

"Let me first declare that I have disabled hands and can't cook!" Song Yu resolutely stated her position.

Shen Yan's face was ugly, and his eyes were fixed on Song Yu, who had a handicapped hand.Song Yu silently endured the coercion from the boss, even if you stare at me to death, I will not cook.

When the gunpowder between Song Yu and Shen Yan was filled with smoke, Chen Qiu's words shook Song Yu's three views to pieces——

"Master, do it."

(End of this chapter)