Bai Jing didn't dare to look at Sun Ya's expression at this time, he just opened his eyes wide, silently watching the tears drip into the porridge, and sipped the porridge.

I don't know how long it took Sun Ya to finally finish eating and go out. Bai Jing picked up her schoolbag and finally burst into tears.

"Brother, brother, I'm not a fuel bottle-"

He doesn't want to go to school anymore, he just wants to find his brother and be with him.

On the other hand, Baicheng went out as usual. As soon as he walked out of the community, he saw a familiar figure standing not far away.

"Mo Li!" He shouted, trotted over, looked at Mo Li with bright eyes and said, "Why are you here?"

"I'm here to pick you up." Mo Li smiled and handed him the warm cakes in his hand, "Eat while walking or go to school?"

"Isn't your house right across from the school? Why do you work so hard?" Bai Cheng took the cake and couldn't help but taste it. The delicious eyebrows and eyes were bent like a satisfied cat.

Seeing his satisfied appearance, Mo Li's mood also improved, and he spread his hands helplessly and said, "I can do anything, I want to see you as soon as I open my eyes."

Choked by Mo Li's sudden love words, Bai Cheng chewed silently, his face almost buried in his collar, and he didn't notice that the cake was crushed flat.

The two entered the school side by side. After the basketball game, other seniors in high school knew them. Occasionally, a few people waved to them and said hello: "There is time to play together."

High school boys always have a different obsession with basketball.

"Okay!" Bai Cheng replied happily, while Mo Li, who was next to him, didn't even give them a single glance. Yu Guang kept paying attention to Bai Cheng's every move.

In the morning reading class, Yu Yan handed each of them a set of papers, and knocked on the desk at the same time and said, "This morning, the two classes are my classes, don't memorize anything today, and finish the papers in your hands. "

After a pause, seeing that everyone got the test paper, he continued: "I wrote the questions on the test paper, don't plagiarize, it doesn't matter if the test is poor, show your truest level, and I will give you different things later. The students made different plans, and if you deceived me because of plagiarism, you will be responsible for the consequences."

Being able to make Yu Yan's plan to study in person, the students in the class exploded with excitement, and Yu Yan clapped his hands to signal silence before starting to do the questions silently.

Bai Cheng looked down at this comprehensive paper, and most of them were still not very good at it, so he could only choose to write it first.

It's just that it is always easy to control the time when doing comprehensive questions. Bai Cheng checked a few questions two or three times before he was relieved. It wasted a lot of time all of a sudden. I don't care.

Helplessly watching the papers being taken away, he lay on the table, a little frustrated.

"You will take another math test in the afternoon, and Chinese and English tests tomorrow." Yu Yan put away the test papers, smiled and said, "I will only give points for this test, not rankings for you, everyone, don't worry, even if you take the bottom of the test. No one will laugh at you, because no one knows."

When the students who were still a little depressed heard this, they couldn't help laughing out loud.

Bai Cheng didn't laugh. He felt that he was sorry for Mo Li's tutoring every night. What he couldn't do was that he hadn't learned yet, but he didn't finish the papers in such ample time.

Not daring to look at Mo Li's expression, he lowered his head and played with the pen, and decided to go back in the evening to design the time for the answer sheet, but his head was suddenly held down and rubbed.

Turning his head to look at Mo Li, he saw Mo Li was smiling at him and said, "Is the paper not finished yet?"

Bai Cheng puffed out his cheeks, buried his face in his arms and muttered, "How do you know?"

"I finished it in half an hour. I've been watching your writing. You focused on the questions and didn't find it." Mo Li picked up the draft book, which was full of questions that Bai Cheng had not done.

The people of Baicheng are stupid.

"Yes, I've taught you the right type, but if you haven't taught you, you didn't write one line correctly." Mo Li calmly took a pen and gestured to Bai Cheng: "The time control is not reasonable, one line is three minutes. You were delayed for fifteen minutes on the questions that you could do."

Hearing Mo Li's analysis, the two classmates in the front seat were also dumbfounded. Is this the world of Xueba? After completing your own questions, can you analyze the time of others?

Bai Cheng nodded embarrassedly, and whispered, "I'll be watching my watch when I go back tonight."

He thinks that many people practice the problem time like this.

"That's not necessary." Mo Li shook his head and said, "The long delay is nothing more than not being able to do it. When you look at the questions that you can do, you will have enough time."

Baicheng: "..."

Can you do this?

"I'll teach you at night." Mo Li rubbed Baicheng's furry head again, and he could hear his joy from his tone.

Hearing the muffled and laughing voice in his ears, Bai Cheng buried his face in his arms again, this time even the tips of his ears were red.

As for the two classmates in the front seat who have turned into lemon fruit, biting their sleeves sadly.

God, they also need a handsome and gentle scholar who falls from the sky to give them personal counseling!

After school at noon, Mo Li planned to take Bai Cheng directly to his house for dinner. Anyway, it was close, and it was only two steps away.

Who would have thought that as soon as they went out, they saw Bai Jing at the gate of their school.

"Why are you here, Xiaojing?" Bai Cheng was startled and rushed over, while Bai Jing jumped into Bai Cheng's arms the moment he saw Bai Cheng and burst into tears.

"Brother, mom always scolds me, and she scolds me again this morning." Bai Jing could hardly breathe as he cried, and choked up, "I don't want to be a fuel bottle."

Bai Cheng's expression was stunned, and he quickly picked up Bai Jing and coaxed him in his arms, "What nonsense are you talking about, why are you dragging the oil bottle, don't listen to what Mom said."

Bai Jing just cried in his arms.

Mo Li watched this unsightly boy get into Bai Cheng's arms, and squeezed his fists. He knew that this man was Bai Cheng's younger brother, and he didn't get angry.

"Have you eaten lunch?" Bai Cheng asked in a low voice.