
Fu Jiu was satisfied after eating the hot pot, and he was ready to go and see this handsome god again tomorrow. But the man opened his mouth and said slowly, “I'll have the others prepare a physics book for you. Make-up lessons will start from today onwards.”
Fu Jiu had a natural aversion to physics. With his fingers resting on his chin, he laughed out loud, “You're in a hurry. My learning efficiency will not be too good.”
“In less than seven days, you will have monthly exams. Do you think you can pass the physics exam with your poor study skills if you don't take make-up lessons?” Qin Mo took the pen. Her face was still pretty, but her voice was calm, as if she was just telling the truth.
Even so, Master Jiu felt attacked.
Fu Jiu started asking himself. Why did she choose this god to help her with make-up lessons?
“If you are full, stand up and follow me upstairs. Don't be too slow as a man. ” Qin Mo is wearing a knitted sweater, and he has one hand in his pants pocket. He didn't push it too hard. Therefore, Fu Jiu could not justify the temptation.
The Almighty was so pure that a moment of carelessness would cause him to faint on his face.
The claims of the ancient people about beauty approaching disaster are not baseless.
He was obsessed with that face.
“More focus.”
Both of them sat at the table. In addition to physics books, all kinds of data charts and financial magazines, as well as tablets and tables of psychological analysis that the Almighty always uses, are on the table.
Fu Jiu was more interested in the latter.
Qin Mo tapped on the table with his long fingers, and he opened the physics book with an indifferent gaze.
Only then did Fu Jiu draw his attention back.
The phone of the almighty Qin Yang by his side shook. He did not immediately look, and instead looked up to ask Fu Jiu, "Which problem do you not understand?"
Fu Jiu's fingers twisted a piece of her silver hair. After hearing the question, he stiffened for a moment, and then looked at Qin Mo seriously. “I don't understand anything.”
Fu Jiu touched the base of his nose. "I'm not saying that I'm proud."
“Start from the beginning.” Qin Mo's fingertips pointed to one of the formulas. "Remember this formula first, then ..."
Fu Jiu listened to him carefully as this would determine whether he could enter the upcoming gaming tournament or not.
"This is not true…"
Unexpectedly, Qin Mo taught him very patiently.
Maybe the top students are all like this. In their eyes, subjects like physics or chemistry are like little tadpoles under their control.
During this period of time, Qin Mo answered two business phone calls and handled them easily.
It seems someone asked, “CEO Qin, what formula? Speed? Density?"
"I helped my brother with make-up lessons," Qin Mo said calmly.
The other boss on the phone was amazed, and he turned to his friend next to him. “When does CEO Qin have a brother? Does the lady have a second child? Is that possible?"
"Brother brother?" His friend was astonished too.
The manager nodded, “It was indeed his brother. And she gave him make-up lessons.”
Friend: "…"
Qin Mo held the phone in his left hand. After finding Fu Jiu's problem, he bowed. He leaned right behind her, and pointed to the exercise book in front of the boy with his finger, and said in a low voice: "This ..."