Dressed as the favorite of the three villain brothers

"But third brother, how do you know what I look like when I sleep?" Cen Nanqi asked suspiciously, and then pointed to the painting and swore to Bo Zhixun, "Let me tell you, I sleep very honestly, and I don't look like you at all." This is how it was drawn!!!”

Looking at the girl's swollen appearance, Bo Zhixun completely dissipated the last trace of gloom in her heart. She raised her hand and lightly pinched the girl's swollen cheeks, and coaxed with a doting smile, "Third brother knows."

"Changed it for me!!!" Cen Nanqi slapped the paper domineeringly in front of Bo Zhixun.

"Okay." Bo Zhixun took the paper and carefully put it into another cabinet.

"You write a question, and I'll draw another one for you." Bo Zhixun held a board and a sketch pen, and said to Cen Nanqi.

"The face should be thinner." Cen Nanqi frowned.

"Okay." Bo Zhixun replied with a smile.

20 minute later.

"Okay." Bo Zhixun stopped writing and opened the board.

"Let me see." When Cen Nanqi heard this, he skipped steps and wrote the final answer to Bo Zhixun.

On the paper is the side face of a girl seriously writing a question, holding a pen in her hand and writing something on the paper, and some words seem to be vaguely seen on the paper.

"Absolutely!" Cen Nanqi sighed and continued: "Third brother, it's a pity that you don't paint."

Looking at Cen Nanqi, Bo Zhixun really liked him, and secretly made a decision in his heart.

Two hours later, Bo Zhixun put down the book in his hand, saw the girl still writing the questions, and couldn't help leaning over.

"Question 8?" Bo Zhixun frowned slightly. The speed was a bit slow. He had arranged 16 questions in total.

"Show me." Bo Zhixun watched as Cen Nanqi finished writing the last answer, and said.

"Okay." Cen Nanqi raised his hand and handed him the notebook.

Bo Zhixun flipped through, and there were almost 3 or 4 solutions for each question. Although he had met his requirements, it was still not enough.

"Third brother, here." Cen Nanqi picked up the draft paper on the table and touched Bo Zhixun's hand.

"Huh?" Seeing this, Bo Zhixun took a large stack of draft paper handed over by the girl, flipped through it for some unknown reason, his eyes were completely stunned.

"The space left in the book is a bit small. I can only write 3 ways to solve the problem. I wrote the rest on the draft paper and marked them with serial numbers." Cen Nanqi waved his hands.

I haven't written so many words for a long time, tired~

Bo Zhixun looked at more than a dozen solutions to a question on the draft paper, and his pupils were shocked. Now he finally understood why he handed in the paper ahead of time when he clearly got a perfect score, but Mr. He looked neither salty nor dull. seen.

From childhood to adulthood, there are many people who say he is a genius, but it is almost never heard of anyone who is more talented than him.

As expected of his sister, she is really outstanding.

From the shock at the beginning, Bo Zhixun slowly burst into a feeling of pride.

"Third Brother, can I write the rest tomorrow?" Cen Nanqi rubbed his hands, looked at Bo Zhixun pitifully and said.

"No need to write." Bo Zhixun patted Cen Nanqi's head and said with a smile.

Um?The third brother has changed sex?Cen Nanqi's small head was full of doubts.

"Let's take a look at these books." Bo Zhixun closed the book in his hand and put it on the table casually, walked to the bookshelf beside him, dug out a thick book from the bottom, looked at Cen Nanqi as if he had met a bosom friend As if, he opened the formula he deduced halfway last time, clicked on the book, and said to Cen Nanqi: "Let's look at this."

"I think you can try this formula for this question." Cen Nanqi looked at the question, took a pen and drew on the paper, then listed a formula, tapped the paper, and said to Bo Zhixun.

Bo Zhixun was suddenly awakened by someone who had been confused for a long time, and also took a pen to write down on the draft paper.

The brother and sister hit it off immediately, and both held pens to study.

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Looking at the answer, Bo Zhixun felt as if he had been stuck for a long time and finally passed the level. A smile appeared on his lips inadvertently, and he looked up at Cen Nanqi who was still writing with a pen. He couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing?"

"I'll check the calculation again." Cen Nanqi replied without raising his head.

Bo Zhixun: "..." All right, my sister is too powerful.

In the past, I always thought that my sister was a rookie, but how did it feel that my sister transformed into a real boss?

Anyway, he was proud and a little sad.

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"knock knock"

"Third young master, dinner is ready." The maid outside the door said respectfully.

"Let's go, let's eat." Bo Zhixun put away the book and said to Cen Nanqi who was still studying on his stomach.

"Wait a minute, I'll finish writing the answer to this question." Cen Nanqi frowned and said without raising his head.

So Bo Zhixun simply sat beside her and waited for her without urging her.

"Okay!!" Cen Nanqi picked up the answer written by the thief, and frowned slightly, still a little dissatisfied. The answer is too long, can she simplify some steps?

Looking up at Bo Zhixun who has been waiting for her and not urging her, he felt a little embarrassed, so he said to Bo Zhixun, "Third brother, go eat first, I'll go later."

Upon hearing this, Bo Zhixun stared at Cen Nanqi for a few seconds, nodded and agreed, "Okay."

After the room was empty, Cen Nanqi was more able to immerse himself in his thoughts.

What redundancy can be saved or replaced?

Cen Nanqi rubbed his chin and thought about the long answer, when suddenly his eyes lit up.

Picking up a brush to paint and draw, so absorbed that he didn't even know that Bo Zhixun came in with the food.

Cen Nanqi looked at the obviously shortened answer by half, nodded in satisfaction, took out another draft paper, and prepared to copy it down again.

"Open your mouth." A cold voice came, and then his lips were touched by something warm.

Cen Nanqi looked down and saw that it was Bo Zhixun who touched her lips with a spoon.

Cen Nanqi opened his mouth accordingly, and was fed a mouthful of food.

The girl was writing the title, and the boy was feeding beside him. Whenever Cen Nanqi meditated and chewed a little slower or even stopped, the boy didn't rush.

Finally finished writing the answer, Cen Nanqi closed the cap of his pen and threw it on the table, taking advantage of the opportunity to pick up the bowl that Bo Zhixun was holding.

Bo Zhixun avoided the hand holding the rice bowl, frowned slightly and said: "I didn't wash my hands, my hands are full of bacteria."

"Oh." After saying that, Cen Nanqi wanted to stand up and wash his hands, but Bo Zhixun stopped her again and said, "Going to do other things in the middle of the meal, it's not good for the stomach."

Cen Nanqi: "???"

In fact, Bo Zhixun is simply addicted to feeding, especially watching the girl eating, it feels very healing.

"Third brother, eat first." Cen Nanqi looked at the food on the side and said to Bo Zhixun.

"I'm not hungry yet." Bo Zhixun refused.

"The food is not tasty when it's cold." Cen Nanqi continued to persuade.

"I'll find Aunt Li later to be hotter." Bo Zhixun defended.

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"I'm full, don't eat." Cen Nanqi waved his hands.

It's not that you don't feel like eating by yourself.