Chapter 16 Missions

Shao Ming's drama mode didn't last long. Seeing that his tablemate was speechless, he stared at him in a daze, he accepted his bitter face, sat up straight and said, "Which question can't be done? "

Zhu Tong: "..."

He pushed the math test paper over in silence.

is a function problem.

Given a vector, find the sin value.

Shao Ming raised his eyebrows slightly, "Bring the draft here."

Zhu Tong Yiyan handed him the draft.

Shao Ming took the pen and began to write the steps to solve the problem.

His fingers are slender, and the five fingers are flexed to show the more distinct joints, and the hand-controlled welfare is like a real life.

Zhu Tong couldn't hold back his eyes and stared back at the draft when Shao Ming started to speak.

Although Shao Ming's speech was not in tune, he was methodical in his speech.

Every time he wrote down a step in the scratchpad, he stopped to explain it in detail.

Zhu Tong followed his steps to solve the problem, his thoughts gradually became clearer, and his face gradually revealed a glimpse.

After solving a problem, Shao Ming put down his pen: "Try to solve it yourself."

Zhu Tong nodded and took the draft back.

He opened the page that Shao Ming had written, and solved the problem again on a new page.

"Well, that's a good solution."

"..."

Zhu Tong tilted his head and saw that his deskmate supported his head again with one hand, and looked at him with a lazy smile as he did the question.

Zhu Tong felt a sense of accomplishment, and his eyes seemed to be shining.

Shao Ming agreed: "You can remember your knowledge, but you don't know how to use it."

When he lectures on topics, this person is very knowledgeable, and the basics are still ok.

Zhu Tong said: "Then what should we do?"

Shao Ming: "Just do more questions."

Zhu Tong nodded and said, "Thank you."

His attitude was very serious, and his eyes were very firm. Shao Ming couldn't help laughing, "I love learning so much, did you write questions before?"

Zhu Tong said: "I do it occasionally in school, but rarely in the hospital."

In his former school, the whole class was full of rich second-generation students, and there were scumbags everywhere, and the teacher didn't even leave homework after school.

Not to mention in the hospital, eleven out of ten people who came to see him would tell him to take a good rest.

Academic grades? What is that?

Nobody cares.

So indulge for a while and make up the crematorium.

He sighed with emotion, but did not notice that his deskmate's eyes darkened.

Occasionally in school, rarely in hospital.

So...how about at home?

Sounds like more time in the hospital than at home.

In just a few days of observation, wish Tong Ai's study is true, and it is also true that the test is not satisfactory.

If it's for physical reasons, it makes sense.

What a poor little boy.

Shao Ming smiled: "Don't worry, there will be questions you can't finish in the future."

As long as you work hard, you won't have to worry about failing grades.

Zhu Tong: "..."

He glanced at the exam papers of various disciplines that were already piled high on the table in just a few days of school.

He couldn't finish.

After class, as soon as the bell rang, the classroom began to be noisy.

Zhu Tong was not disturbed in the slightest. He looked at the slowly growing progress bar on the system interface, and then looked at the math problems he had solved alone on the draft book. He was very motivated to learn.

However, he couldn't maintain the state for a few days, and he was a little discouraged.

Because of the progress bar, it doesn't move.

"why?"

I wish Tong Tong's brain a soul question.

The system said helplessly: "Maybe the favorability level is saturated?"

Zhu Tong puzzled: "What does it mean to be saturated?"

"Take an example." The system said, "It's the first time you know that Bai Yueguang passed 150 in the math test, how do you feel?"

Zhu Tong thought for a while and said, "Amazing?"

System: "If you know that Bai Yueguang's math test is 150 every time, how do you feel?"

Zhu Tong: "..."

How do you feel?

Get used to it?

How normal?

Zhu Tong was stunned, speechless for a while, and said, "Can you just say that there is no freshness?"

system:"……"

Isn't this so you can hear it better?

Zhu Tong looked at the stagnant progress bar.

So the favorability doesn't go up. Is it because Shao Ming doesn't feel fresh about his learning attitude?

Because he thinks it's natural for him to study hard?

"Then what should I do now?"

The system said: "You can only find another way."

Zhu Tong: "How to solve it?"

System: "Didn't you say you want to know more about Bai Yueguang, how have you been understanding these two days?"

Zhu Tong: "..."

I was so busy studying that forgot about it.

Where did he think that relying on learning to gain favorability and saturation?

Zhu Tong held his head with one hand and was dazed.

This task is really difficult.

Suddenly, with a soft sound, Tian Man in the front seat crossed Tang Nuan back to his seat, and accidentally bumped into the neatly stacked books on the back table. A math textbook slid off the stack and fell to the ground along the corner of the table.

Zhu Tong glanced down, and the book fell at his feet.

Without knowing who it was, Zhu Tong subconsciously lowered his body and picked up the book, took out a bottle of disinfectant from the hole in the table and sprayed it on the place where the textbook was in contact with the ground, then wiped it off with a tissue, carefully and meticulously.

Shao Ming watched his textbooks being cared for like a baby by him, stretched out his hands and looked complicated.

"Perhaps I should say thank you?"

Zhu Tong put the cleaned book on his stack, turned his head and said, "What?"

Shao Ming said: "You seem to be wiping my textbook."

Zhu Tong: "..."

He looked at Shao Ming, and then at the textbook that he hadn't let go of, with a confused look on his face.

Shao Ming raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you... so addicted to studying, that you're not letting go?"

Zhu Tong: "..."

He quickly took the book down, "Sorry."

Not everyone can accept the smell of disinfectant.

Just as he was thinking about whether to wipe it again with normal saline, Shao Ming had already taken the book back: "It is important to love learning in moderation. It is very important to combine work and rest."

"..."

"Let's go to dinner, together?"

Shao Ming stood up from his seat.

He asked Rosso to set a table outside the school.

Since the day they met at the hot soup restaurant, they occasionally eat together.

Zhu Tong paused for a while, then nodded decisively.

His reaction was half a beat, so Shao Ming couldn't help but smile.

Going on like this is really stupid.

Luo Suo settled on a restaurant called "Lao Yang Canteen". He was not surprised to see Zhu Tong entering the restaurant with Shao Ming. He raised his hand and said hello from a distance, "Brother Ming, this way."

As soon as the two walked over, they heard Rosso complaining to them, "This newly opened store is really booming, and I won't be seated a minute later."

Shao Ming dealt with him very considerately and said: "Well, amazing, I will give you the title of a little master."

Rosso: "..."

Zhu Tong couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

"What to eat?" Shao Ming handed him the menu.

"..."

Zhu Tong ordered braised pork and fried rice tofu.

At the dinner table, Rosso suddenly said, "By the way, Brother Ming, what are your plans for tomorrow weekend?"

While eating, Shao Ming said casually, "Working."

Probably because his itinerary every weekend is very fixed, Rosso was not surprised, and turned his head again: "How about you?"

Zhu Tong: "I..."

"Opportunity, host!" Zhu Tong was about to speak when the system suddenly spoke out in his head.

"what chance?"

"Of course it's an opportunity to get to know Bai Yueguang."

"..."

Yes, tomorrow is the weekend.

The best time to build revolutionary friendship between classmates!

Zhu Tong turned to look at Shao Ming: "You..."

He wanted to ask Shao Ming where he was working, but a few people suddenly gathered around the empty seat at the round table.

"Some people's milk tea shops are about to close down, and they still have money to go to restaurants? With such a wealth of savings, why not help a few brothers?"

The person closest to Shao Ming spoke with a look of schadenfreude.

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