she is sweeter than sugar

"Now, immediately, immediately, give me a problem!"

With that said, Gu Ci snatched the remote control board from Henry Zhang, and turned off the TV with a snap.

After completing this series of actions, she stood up and walked upstairs without hesitation.

Henry Zhang opened his mouth, and before he even had time to say a word of intercession, Gu Ci had already left.

He glanced in Huo Shuyue's direction, reluctantly moved his eyes away from the TV, stood up, and went upstairs to the study.

Huo Shuyue ate the fruit in the fruit plate in two or three mouthfuls, and followed her into the study.

During the period, the two also didn't even say a word to each other.

Gu Ci sat behind the desk, crossed his hands, and looked at the two, "How is the weekly exam?"

Calculating the time, this week's weekly exam results have already come out.

When Huo Shuyue mentioned this, she also raised her spirits.

"The grades of our class this week are better than last time. If calculated according to normal, our class's grades this time will definitely exceed the average grade of Class 11."

Gu Ci, "According to normal calculation?"

"Miss Ci, you don't know, there are five exchange students in our class, and those few people directly took over the top five in the whole school, and the people in class 11 took advantage of this to deny that our class didn't count as these few people , the average score is still higher than them." Henry Zhang directly grabbed the conversation.

When talking about the exchange students, he couldn't help frowning again, and the tone revealed in his tone seemed to be very dissatisfied with those exchange students.

Huo Shuyue seemed to ignore Henry Zhang's words, and continued to say what she said later.

"This time you are not here, and you are not counted among those exchange students, but eleven people in our class have entered the top 100. I feel that our class can win that bet in the next monthly exam. At that time, I will see what else those people have to say."

Henry Zhang, "But Sister Ci, you are not here these days, and the efficiency of people in our class studying in the classroom is not as high as before."

What Henry Zhang didn't finish was that his study efficiency in Gu Ci's study was not as high as when Gu Ci was there.

Gu Ci was not surprised by this.

Without the assistance of Ningxiang Pills, an adult generally spends about 45-20 minutes of focused learning within 25 minutes, and in the case of extreme concentration, the learning time is about 5-10 minutes.

The time it takes for an individual to focus and concentrate varies from person to person, from a variety of factors, or from training, and this is normal.

"What about you two, what's going on this time?"

Gu Ci casually turned a pen in his hand.

Huo Shuyue's eyes flashed subconsciously, realizing that Gu Ci was asking the two of them about their grades, and his face gradually returned to normal.

"I ranked 89th in the whole school this time," she frowned slightly as she spoke, feeling a little annoyed, "I miscalculated a simple question, and I missed a step in the big question, otherwise I could still enter the top 80."

Gu Ci slowed down the rotation of the pen, "The foundation has always been your shortcoming."

She then turned her gaze to Henry Zhang again.

Henry Zhang touched his nose in embarrassment, "Sister Keke Ci, I am 101."

Gu Ci frowned slightly, and the hand that turned the pen also stopped.

He coughed several times in embarrassment, but he still spoke stiffly, "Let's not talk about those difficult problems, but this time I basically did not make mistakes in the basic content of several subjects, and I did all the similar medium-difficulty questions correctly. The writing is very good, but the marking teacher only gave me 30 points, Sister Ci, can it be my fault that you judge me?"

Gu Ci, "..."

Excuse me, I can't help you.

At this time, Henry Zhang belatedly thought that Gu Ci himself was a scumbag in Chinese, and immediately there was a bit of apology in his tone.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Sister Ci, I forgot that your Chinese composition is just like me..."

Gu Ci coughed and directly interrupted Henry Zhang's words. She pointed at the desk, "do the question."

However, Henry Zhang finished the second half of the sentence, "Two, it's not much different from me..."

Gu Ci, "..."

Henry Zhang added, "Do you want to do the questions now? I have piled up several questions to ask you in the past few days when you were away."

Gu Ci's eyelids twitched, and she said with a wooden face, "Do it first."

Henry Zhang just shut up.

The two were doing papers aside, while Gu Ci rested his chin on a book beside him.

The book that the little old man who taught Chinese specially recommended to her to cultivate the sense of language...

Half an hour later, Henry Zhang and Huo Shuyue finished a set of questions almost at the same time, and after self-correcting, they showed Gu Ci the questions that they hadn't figured out.

Both hands held the paper and stretched out towards Gu Ci almost at the same time, and then retracted at the same time as if they had been scalded...