Jalang

Staring at the abacus, Wei Gongqing was thinking about which bead to fiddle with next, and there was an extra hand in front of him.

With a light flick of his dexterous fingers, the abacus made a crisp sound and hit it happily.

Wei Gongqing breathed a sigh of relief. As a modern person, abacus is a course in elementary school mathematics. Although it only requires the knowledge of operations and algorithms, it is also the most basic thing in mathematics, but he can't figure it out.

This little abacus really killed him.

No ingenuity can be used here. His hands and brain can't coordinate. He habitually calculates in his heart, so he often calculates before the abacus comes out. It's okay to encounter small amounts. The older one, when the number is too large, he forgets where he counted, and then stares at the abacus in a daze.

Abacus is an indispensable calculation tool in this era, but he just can't use it flexibly.

Shaking his neck, he was almost suffering from cervical spondylosis recently.

It's okay to let him play the keyboard, he really can't do the abacus as fast as Chonghua and the others.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to learn this in my life." He surrendered with a wry smile, the abacus was his nemesis, and he conceded.

Chonghua took a look at the accounts that did not make much progress, but Gongqing has been sitting here for more than an hour, and this account should have been settled long ago, "Don't worry, take your time."

This is not something that can be learned overnight. Like shopkeeper Xin, he has been calculating all his life, which is why he has the speed of today. Only Gongqing started to learn, and he just needs to memorize the numbers clearly.

"I don't have talent in this area." Men are all competitive, but so is Gongqing, it's just that he is less passionate than others. He must do what he wants to accomplish, just like when he was practicing calligraphy. He is not I don't want to make good plans, but he really can't play with this thing.

He is the owner of the warehouse, and when he wants to reconcile the accounts, he flicks the abacus, and then draws a number under the envious eyes of others.

That feeling must be quite good...

Now, he has given up.

"You must learn." Shopkeeper Xin has recently been thinking more and more about going back to retire. He wants to hand over the warehouse bit by bit to Wei Gongqing. Although the latter doesn't want to take charge of the overall situation, he has no other choice now.But Gongqing has a lot of things he doesn't understand, Chonghua is just helping him now, sooner or later he will manage the shop alone.

Accounting is the most important thing, but Gongqing must learn it, otherwise his clever mind will be useless.

"The accounts must be managed by you."

No one can be trusted.

Chonghua is a snake vine, and like Sixiu, he doesn't trust mortals.

"I know." Of course he knew the importance of account management. He just gave up on the plan. However, Gongqing found a piece of white paper, spread it out, and pressed it with a paperweight. Then he pointed to one of the accounts and wrote them on the paper. After writing down a bunch of things that Chonghua couldn't understand, after a short while, Wei Gongqing came to a conclusion, "Look, is this result right?"

But Gongqing said a number.

Chonghua glanced at him, and calculated the account again, the crisp voice of the abacus echoed in his ears, but Gongqing lamented Chonghua's speed and regretted that he could not learn it.

After a while, Chonghua came up with the answer.

It is completely consistent with that of Wei Gongqing.

This surprised him.

Wei Gongqing looked at Chonghua with a smile. He doesn't know how to calculate, but he has many calculation methods. His mathematics is not bad, at least there is no problem with addition, subtraction, multiplication and division.

"I have a simpler method." Wei Gongqing pointed to the pattern that in Zhonghua's eyes was no different from ghost painting symbols. It was written with Arabic numerals, but in Dahuan, there was no such thing at all. Yes, it's faster than planning.

Of course, this also depends on the responsiveness of the brain.

Chonghua didn't believe it, so he chose another account. The two started together and ended at about the same time.

Wei Gongqing once again lamented Chonghua's speed.

The answer is still the same.

Wei Gongqing's smile was full of confidence.

He wanted to remind Chonghua not to underestimate the wisdom of modern people.

"How?" Several times of competition, there were times when Wei Gongqing got the result first than Zhonghua, the bigger the number, the faster he calculated, and the speed of multiplication, division and quick calculation was much faster than calculation, which gave him a clear advantage .

"Very good." Chonghua praised sincerely.

Not only is his method fast, but he hasn't made a single mistake.

Chonghua's praise made him very proud, but Gongqing continued to count the remaining numbers with the pen in his mouth, and he would be able to come up with the answers to these things in less than half an hour.

Wei Gongqing continued to write quickly. Since he had been discussing the accounts before, he didn't pay attention to the posture of the two of them, and he didn't notice that Chonghua was always behind him. The beads on top...

The bodies of the two are close together.

His chair doesn't have a backrest. He didn't come here to settle the accounts. Chonghua just gave him a daily account to practice. He didn't expect to sit for so long...

He devoted himself to fighting with numbers, and never paid attention to the strange situation behind him...

Until, the pressure on his back became more and more obvious, and he felt...

The pen paused, leaving an ink dot on the snow-white paper.

Wei Gongqing's back stiffened, and just as he was about to move forward, Chonghua held his hand...

"This method is good, you taught me... I can't understand what you wrote."

Chonghua took him along to scribble on the paper. He imitated Wei Gongqing and wrote a 2 on the paper. The first time he wrote numbers, he still used a brush.

"Is that so?" Chonghua asked humbly, and his eyes followed him closely.

"This is called..." Chonghua couldn't get used to being so close, especially when he was asking questions, their faces were stuck together, and his eyes...

Wei Gongqing shouted in his heart to be calm, and planned to focus on the numbers, but when he spoke, Chonghua suddenly turned around, and the breath that brushed his cheeks automatically silenced Wei Gongqing's words behind him.

"What's your name?" Chonghua asked again.

These three words sounded directly in his ears, and there were more and more ink dots on the paper, Chonghua simply held his hand firmly, otherwise this nice piece of paper would turn into a shortbread sprinkled with sesame seeds.

"Call……"

Chonghua deliberately didn't let him speak, and the words ended tremblingly, but Gongqing's brows curled up with his body, and the man's icy breath instantly made him restless...

Chonghua didn't do anything, just clung to him and kissed him.

"Don't make trouble, I'll finish the calculation right away." He turned around the man behind him, trying to get them to distance themselves.

Chonghua didn't back away, but moved closer.

With one hand propped on the edge of the table, and the other hand caressing Wei Gongqing's, Chonghua asked him with his usual seriousness, "What did I do?"

He didn't do anything, but he might as well...

"You are like this, I can't settle accounts..."

"What's wrong with me?" Chonghua was still very innocent, but this time he didn't need Wei Gongqing to answer, he retracted his hand, and he put his arms around his shoulders, "Can't you rest assured that I am like this?"

Wei Gongqing nodded stiffly.

"What are you thinking? Why can't you feel at ease?"

He didn't do anything...

He was just watching him settle accounts.

"At most, I kissed you."

When Chonghua said that, I think he was thinking about those things...

Chonghua is very serious and serious, so can he explain, now behind him...

What he said was innocent, but in essence.

He was getting closer and closer, but Wei Gongqing finally couldn't help it, and turned around suddenly...

Don't push yourself too far.

But before he could say that, Chonghua held his jaw up...

kissed.

The brush fell to the ground, and the paper was completely unusable...

Wei Gongqing was dissatisfied in his heart, but his emotions were also mobilized. This kiss came naturally and out of control.

Chonghua has always been rude, and he doesn't want to be polite either.

The kiss was the same as the hug, with more force, the tent fell to the ground, but Gongqing's paper with numbers written on it fluttered and spread all over the ground...

He was carried to the table by him...

The bun is spread out, and the hair falls to the ground.

look at each other.

Chonghua held up his hair, and suddenly pulled it hard...

His hair, and his fingers, were tightly entangled.