100 ways to be a scumbag boss

However, the towel did not stick to Cheng Shiqiu as firmly as she thought.

"what happened?"

She simply stopped looking, out of sight and out of mind.

"I don't know a question, and I want you to teach me."

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Cheng Shiqiu's grades are not bad. Although he often performs outside, he has not failed at all in cultural classes. In the past, the two of them never talked about studying when they were together... Today, the sun is rising in the west?

But after all, it was her boyfriend's request, and she didn't refuse: "Which subject?"

"math."

She may be better at liberal arts-oriented questions. Although there is no big problem in mathematics, she is not too outstanding after all.

But since he asked, she could take a look first.

Cheng Shiqiu took out a paper from the bedside table and highlighted the example questions with a red pen. They were common equations on curves and monotonic intervals in high school mathematics, as well as the proof formula ratio in the third question.

At first glance, it seems quite complicated.

Actually, it's not that difficult to do it, but it's just a bit of scrap paper.

"You are the third little questioner, don't you know?"

"No, I don't know how." As soon as Cheng Shiqiu opened his mouth, Jinhuan knew that he was talking nonsense.

"First draw the picture on the scratch paper."

When she solves a problem, she usually draws a picture first so that it will look clearer.

Cheng Shiqiu suddenly adjusted his sitting posture at some point and put on a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.

Inexplicably...it feels different.

Jinhuan pinched the corner of the quilt gently, trying to keep her eyes from wandering.

"There is no scratch paper." He suddenly turned off the lights in the room, leaving only the dim bedside lamp.

On the boy's young body, every abdominal muscle is filled with youthful tension.

His voice also became low and gentle in an instant.

The mobile phone was pointed at him.

From this perspective, Jin Huan, who was sitting on the other side of the screen, always felt as if she was sitting in his indescribable place, slightly possessed, looking at him from a high position.

"Can I draw a picture here?"

The pads of his fingers pressed lightly on his oblique muscles.

Jinhuan pursed her lips subconsciously. She didn't want to admit that she seemed to be a little greedy for the young high school boy...

However, he answered honestly: "Okay."

"Then Huanhuan, help me see if my drawing is correct."

"Okay." She sat down a little, her eyes focused on the phone screen.

Cheng Shiqiu started drawing from the x-axis and y-axis.

Jinhuan's drawing habit is to generally retain the first quadrant, but Cheng Shiqiu painted it impartially, with one, two, three and west quadrants appearing equally.

He draws very slowly.

Her eyes followed his fingers unconsciously.

Cheng Shiqiu's y-axis is drawn short, just stuck to the position of the bath towel.

She felt somewhat regretful.

There are three coordinates in the question, namely a (-4, 6), b (4, 6), c (0, -9)

"Huanhuan thinks point a falls here, right?"

Cheng Shiqiu's voice was hoarse and he looked at her with slightly misty eyes.

In the second quadrant, the red dot is in a very positive position, so the position of b is in the first quadrant.

Point a and point b are exactly symmetrical.

"Yes, you touched it too lightly. Press it down to make it redder." She just followed his words and felt a little embarrassed.

But he did it.

The a-spot became much larger, the three-dimensional effect became more intense, and as she wished, it turned dark red.

"Qiuqiu, I want to see point C."

"it is good."

The boy raised the phone a little higher and pointed his fingertips down along the y-axis.

"Huanhuan, c is at -9, what should I do if I can't draw anymore?" His voice was trembling.

"Pull it down, yes, that's it. Be good. Click it up and use more force. Be good."