The national school grass is a girl

Chapter 128 Sweet Remedial Lesson

After a hot pot meal, Bo Jiu was very satisfied. He was just about to meet the handsome master tomorrow when he heard the man speak slowly: "I have asked someone to prepare the high math books, and the tutoring starts today."

Bo Jiu had a natural sense of resistance to advanced mathematics, propped his chin with his fingers, and smiled foolishly, "If you hurry up like this, your learning efficiency will be bad."

"Your school will start the monthly exam in less than seven days. Do you think that with your scumbag ability, you can pass the high math if you don't rush to make up lessons?" Qin Mo took the pen over, his handsome profile was still beautiful, and his voice was weak As if it was just stating a fact.

But even so, our ninth master also felt the feeling of being attacked.

Bo Jiu couldn't help but start to ask herself, it's not good for her to find someone to make up her lessons, why did she have to find a master...

"Get up when you're full and go upstairs with me. If you're a man, don't dawdle like this." Qin Mo wore a knitted sweater with one hand in his belt, and he didn't feel so oppressive. Because of this, Bo Jiucai is not easy to tease.

The great god is too pure and refined, and if he is not careful, he will be swayed by that face.

It is not without basis that the ancients said that beauty is a disaster.

She was just mesmerized by that face.

"Be more focused."

The two of them sat in front of the same desk. In addition to high-level mathematics textbooks, there were various data cables, economic magazines, tablet computers and psychology analysis tables that the master often used.

Bo Jiu is more interested in the latter.

Qin Mo tapped his slender fingers on the table, and flipped open the advanced mathematics textbook with a calm expression.

Only then did Bo Jiu bring his attention back.

Qin Dashen's phone vibrating aside, he didn't look at it immediately, but raised his eyes and asked Bo Jiu: "What don't you understand?"

Bo Jiu's fingers were still wrapped around his silver hair. After hearing this question, he froze for a moment. Then, he looked at Qin Mo seriously and said, "I don't know how to go anywhere."

Qin Mo stopped turning the book, tilted his head and frowned at the young man who was still firing at him: "Very proud?"

Bo Jiu touched the bridge of his nose: "I didn't say I was proud."

"Learn from the beginning." Qin Mo's fingertips landed on one of the formulas: "Remember this formula first, and then..."

Bo Jiu listened carefully, after all, this is the key to whether she can participate in the new e-sports competition.

"It's not right here..."

Unexpectedly, the people Qin Mo taught were very patient.

Probably all Xueba are like this. In their eyes, advanced math and the like are just tadpoles that fit in, let them fiddle with them.

During the period, Qin Mo also answered two calls, both of which were business matters, and they were handled by the master with one heart and two minds, and the handling was very beautiful.

It seems that someone over there asked: "Boss Qin, what formula are you talking about? Speed? Density?"

"Help my brother with his lessons again." Qin Mo said a few words very plainly.

The other boss on the other side of the phone was startled, and turned his head to ask the friend next to him: "When did Boss Qin have a younger brother? Which one has a second child? Impossible, right?"

"Brother?" The friend also looked confused.

The boss nodded: "That's right, it's my younger brother, and he said he was giving his younger brother extra lessons."

friend: ...

Qin Mo was still holding the mobile phone in his left hand. After discovering Bo Jiu's question, he bent down and leaned down directly from behind her. He circled his fingers and tapped on the exercise book in front of the boy, and said slowly, "Here..."

(End of this chapter)