I am a god in script killing

Chapter 110 The Summer of the God Festival (13)

"No, I won't reply to the message."

Bo Jun tapped the screen and asked suspiciously, "Ninth Brother, how is Annan's grades?"

"Well, for the grades... I'll adjust the information for you."

069 unfolded the light screen, and a large piece of bright red crosses stood in front of him:
"This is the paper from Annanzhixue.com, for the midterm exam."

Bo Juan glanced over and said in surprise: "Oh, it's really wrong. There are all kinds of things, each with its own merits!"

069:"……"

Okay, that's a pretty good description.

"No, how could you do this, Brother Jiu."

Bo Jun frowned and condemned in a decent manner:
"You know that for a student, grades are the secret and life, and it's the standard by which parents judge their children during the holidays! It's decided whether the cram school or the travel class, how can you just show it to others?!"

069 thought for a moment: "...then don't read it."

"Don't," Bo Juan was still curious, "Ninth Brother, let me see his mid-term test paper."

069 returned the original words: "How can a student's grades be shown to others casually."

"Little Ice Cube will not be an outsider in the future." Bo Jun raised his eyebrows, meaning unclear, "He will be the captain of the wild cat cubs."

069 paused: "What do you mean?"

"It's not interesting," Bo Juan stopped talking and urged, "Let me take a look, Le Yile, hahahaha. I just like to see papers where high school students collapse."

069:"……"

What do you like? ?

Thinking about it this way, I finally posted Annan's midterm paper.

The two immoral adults flogged the other's children's high school sophomore papers, and they couldn't say anything about them.

"Did he make a mistake in the process of this derivative question? Hey, isn't it necessary to calculate the maximum value of the derivative function twice?"

"What is written in this power inscription, shouldn't you first calculate the total work and then divide it by time?"

"I'll go, his biological genetic question is considered lonely, isn't the probability of this son suffering from red-green color blindness?!"

"But the trigonometric functions are done well, and the math and statistics problems are really good, and the calculation ability is quite strong."

……

"Ninth brother," Bo Jun couldn't help sighing, "I think it's right to let this kid skip class, at least he can support himself in the future and win glory for the country."

069: "..." This is indeed the case.

"E-sports is a good way for him to be talented, and he is not too late at his age."

Bo Juan suddenly heard a meow, and turned around the chair with a smile: "Zai Zai, come here."

The kitten looked at Bao Jun who was hooking her hand, and tilted his head warily for a while, neither walking nor approaching, just sitting down.

Keep a safe distance.

"Little brat." Bo Jun laughed, and there was something in his words, "I'm not very lucky, so I don't trust you easily."

069 paused, knowing that she was talking about cats and Annan.

but……

"Bo Jun," 069 couldn't help but ask, "Do you have any friends in the real world?"

Bo Juan was caught off guard by the question: "Huh?"

"You've spent a lot of time reading the script, don't you think about it?"

069 asked, he has brought many players, and he would miss his family or mention friends, business, and real life.

But Bo Jun didn't realize that the word "reality" had no personal specialness in her mind.

"That's it," Bo Jun smiled lightly, "No one really asked me this question."

Bo Jun got used to it by himself, and his tone was very casual:

"But I have no friends or relatives. I belong to the kind that no one inherits property after death."

069 was startled: "How could you..."

"Ding dong."

The phone beeped, and Bo Jun unlocked the phone, and laughed when he saw the content:

【kill】: Escape.

[kill]: Which game to play?

"Brother Nine," Bo Jun shook his phone, "Let's go do some business this afternoon."

(End of this chapter)