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Chapter 135 Really Hooked Up?

"No way, Xiaotian, why are you confused?" Murong Wei looked at her younger brother suspiciously, and said seriously: "It doesn't matter if you can't do it, you have to dare to admit it, dare to face it, and you have to pretend to understand."

How many times have I told you, but you still don’t know how to do it, and now you suddenly know how to do it?He definitely wanted to keep Han Qiu, but he couldn't pretend to understand, so he couldn't hide it!
"Sister, I really know how to do it!" Murong Tian put down the apple and the knife, grabbed the pen and started to calculate, step by step, accurately, and the answer was not even a decimal point.

While doing the questions, he murmured: "Why is this question so easy? It's like a question for primary school students."

Murong Wei's watery and star-like eyes widened as she watched her younger brother's steps in answering the questions in disbelief.what happened?There is no error at all, and it is one step easier than the algorithm in the textbook...

Was this really made by Xiaotian?

"Not bad, this is a good start." Han Qiu calmly put the knife back into his sports backpack, and patted Murong Tian on the shoulder: "Working hard will pay off, read a book."

The intelligence bonus of the doomsday head has a certain period of time. Xiaotian will be in a state of high intelligence for a very short period of time, and his learning efficiency will be twice the result with half the effort.After this period of time has passed, the learning efficiency will drop significantly.

Time is needed now!

Murong Tian picked up the book and read it at a glance.He was getting weirder and weirder: he usually felt dizzy and wanted to sleep when he read a book; why did he become more energetic the more he read today?Moreover, after reading it briefly, I memorized the content in detail, and after doing the exercises, I quickly understood it...

Murong Wei watched her younger brother turn the pages of the book vigorously, shook her head involuntarily, sighed secretly, leaned into Han Qiu's ear, and sighed softly: "Xiaotian still hasn't read the book into his head!"

"No, I think he is very efficient." Han Qiu shook his head at Murong Wei: "People who are in the state can read very quickly. Think about my exam last semester. Your book is full Notes, I read it in a day."

When Murong Wei heard what Han Qiu said, she remembered that he had indeed finished all the questions at an extraordinary speed, and finally felt a little relieved: "However, I don't understand why you are so efficient sometimes, but not most of the time. Can’t you even read a book?”

"Focus! Concentration is a state!" Han Qiu explained confidently: "Concentration is also a talent. Not everyone can get twice the result with half the effort if they focus! Moreover, a person cannot focus all the time and at any time. So , The person who usually seems the laziest may be the most efficient person once he focuses!"

Murong Wei nodded with a half understanding.Han Qiu said it in a serious way, but I always feel that it is too exaggerated?However, he once showed achievements with practical actions, which dispelled Murong Wei's doubts...

Two hours later, in the living room on the first floor of Murong's house, Murong Wei's mother asked a few sine and cosine questions with a straight face, and threw them in front of Murongtian: "Xiaotian, you should do these simple questions first." Do it for an hour."

For her son's level, no one knows better than her.Although these few questions are simple, for Murong Tian, ​​there is no simple answer in the world.Not to mention making it within an hour?Totally dreaming!

The corner of her eyes glanced at Han Qiu inadvertently: You should retreat now in spite of the difficulties!I hope you have self-knowledge and don't think about playing with Weiwei again!

half an hour passed...

With a "snap", Murongtian threw the pen in his hand on the table, pushed the notebook in front of his mother, and said triumphantly, "I'm done!"

What, done?half an hour...

She straightened her face and said seriously: "Little Tian, ​​you can't be fooled by scribbling."

As he spoke, he picked up the notebook and took a casual look.

its not right?These steps look decent, not too much of a hodge-podge.

Carefully compared the standard answers on the last few pages of the reference book, all are correct!
"Xiaotian, did you copy the answer?" She had a stern face, with a gloomy and puzzled look on her face: "It's okay if you can't do it, but it's very serious if you cheat."

"Where did I copy the answer? You have been sitting next to me with so many eyes staring at me, where should I copy the answer?" Murong Tian said aggrievedly.

Think about it too, if Xiaotian really has the ability to copy the answers under the close supervision of so many people, how can he fail the exam for a long time?
"So, how did you do it today?"

"I don't know why, but I feel that I am in a particularly good state of study tonight. It's like starting a motor. I only need to read something once to understand it." Murong Tian scratched his scalp: "I think, maybe It’s probably my sister’s friends who made me relax.”

No way, is this kid really stupid?The more she looked at Han Qiu, the stranger she felt.But the effect of Murong Tian's counseling today is very good, this is an unavoidable fact.She sighed, and said to Han Qiu: "I will trouble you to teach our Xiaotian more in the future."

Murong Tian clenched his fists excitedly.

Murong Wei secretly glanced at Han Qiu with her peripheral vision under her mother's nose...

This girl, seems to be really stuck?How can this work?

"Vivi, come with me. Mom has something to ask you." She took Murong Wei to a small room next to her, and asked seriously, "Tell mom honestly, what are you and that Han Qiu like?" Relationship?"

"We are good...friends..." Murong Wei rested her hands on her lap and kept rubbing them, not daring to look directly at her.

"Honestly, is there any possibility for you to develop?"

Murong Wei lowered her head heavily, her face was flushed, and she didn't say a word.All that came to mind was the scene of Han Qiu kissing him on the street the day before yesterday.

A few days have passed, and thinking about it now, my heart is still surging and it is difficult to calm down...

It's over, like this, it has basically declared its fall.

Murong Wei's mother shook her head, and said to Murong Wei very seriously: "Wei Wei, my mother is not the kind of authoritarian and unreasonable person. You should choose your own major events in life. But mother has to do it in advance. Let me remind you that when looking for a husband to live, you don’t care how much money he has now, the key is to see how much money he will have in the future. The most important point is to be diligent and mature in dealing with others. But this Han Qiu, I feel very greedy Playing, and being too straightforward and casual. Like a child who hasn't fully grown up. Are you sure, such a person is what you want? You have to think about it carefully."

"No... Han Qiu is actually very hardworking. He practices basketball harder than anyone else, and he never forgets to bring the ball with him when he walks and eats." Murong Wei's answer surprised her mother.It seemed that she didn't even hear the words "think it over" at all, and was only thinking about rehabilitating Han Qiu.

No, my daughter's mind is about to be fooled by that smooth talker!

"What kind of career is playing basketball? You don't work hard in your studies, but you spend a lot of time in playing. This kind of person is definitely not acceptable!" Murong Wei's mother finally expressed her position: "I don't think this Han Qiu is suitable. Take it easy for a while..."

After a while, she walked out of the house, returned to the living room, and said to Han Qiu, "Student Han Qiu, thank you for today. It's getting late, so go back and rest. Weiwei is not feeling well, so I won't see you off." , she asked me to tell you."

"Uncomfortable? What's wrong?" Han Qiu asked with concern, "Do you need to see a doctor?"

"No, it's a small problem. She has already taken the medicine and fell asleep."

Han Qiu glanced at the tightly closed hut suspiciously, thinking that the two of you hadn't come out since you entered. Could it be that Murong Wei didn't sleep in her own bedroom, but in this guest room?
But this is someone else's home, and it seems that this kind of matter should not be asked by oneself.Han Qiu said goodbye to Murong Wei's mother, waved to Xiaotian, and left politely.

After watching Han Qiu's leaving back disappear, Murong Wei's mother took a breath, opened the door of the hut, and said to Murong Wei who was crying on the bed: "Weiwei, don't blame mom, mom is doing it for your own good. .Starting tomorrow, you stay at home every day, don't go anywhere, I will drive you to class."

Murong Wei's cheeks were covered with tears, she didn't say a word, and let the crystal tears fall...

"Vivi, what's wrong? Is it better now?" Murong Wei's mother picked up her daughter's mobile phone, opened it and saw such a message. She smiled wryly, and replied: "I'm sorry, we are not suitable, please Don't pester me again in the future."

When receiving such a message, Han Qiu was stunned: What's going on?Isn't today April Fool's Day?

He quickly dialed Murong Wei's number, but it came back that "the user you dialed has turned off the phone, please try again later..."

I asked, what the hell is going on, okay, why is Weiwei annoying me all of a sudden?
Han Qiu was full of worries and didn't sleep well all night. When he went for a run early the next morning, his eye circles were still red and black.

"I heard that you got into the car holding hands with Xiaohua?" Zhong Yiyi stared at Han Qiu, and asked eccentrically, "You really hooked up?"

Han Qiu was thinking about the text message last night, and his heart felt like a five-flavor bottle had been knocked over, with ups and downs of sweetness, bitterness, and spicy all pouring out. He felt a little disappointed and said sadly: "Not yet."

"Oh, then you have to work hard!" Zhong Yiyi's voice suddenly raised three degrees, and there was a hint of excitement in his words: "Do you need me to help you think of something?"

Now I still have a damn idea, and people just tell me not to bother me anymore!
Two beeps, Han Qiu's cell phone rang, it was a text message.

He picked it up and looked at it, and he was so happy!

(End of this chapter)