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one night.

Qi Shaobai was immersed in the problem in the room when there was a cheerful knock on the door.

Opening the door, a piece of paper was held up in front of him.

Sheng Mumu poked her head out from behind the paper, and said with a smile:

"Student Xiaoqi, this is the tutoring plan I prepared for you, take a look."

Qi Shaobai tilted his head back and looked carefully.

On the top row, it is written in cute font with colored pens:

【Qi Shaobai Home Study Program】

Qi Shaobai was stunned for a moment, then continued to look down——

Saturday: Chinese and Mathematics

Sunday: Physics English

Instructor: Sheng Mumu (Chinese, English); Qi Mo (Mathematics, Physics)

……

Qi Shaobai reached out to take the paper.

Flip to the wrong side, then back to the front.

Ask puzzled:

"Uh... are you planning to give up my chemistry and biology?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Sheng Mumu flicked his forehead.

"It's a good idea. Chemistry and biology will be placed in the back row first, and we will make up for the next stage." Sheng Mumu glared at him, "You want to exhaust me and your dad to death?"

"I dare not." Qi Shaobai's eyes flickered, and his chin slightly lifted.

A smile appeared on his cold and unruly face.

After Sheng Mumu finished speaking, she walked towards the door and said:

"Training will start tomorrow, you should be mentally prepared."

After the words fell, the door slammed shut.

Qi Shaobai was left wondering alone.

mentally prepared?

What kind of mental preparation do you need for tutoring? ? ?

It wasn't until Saturday that Qi Shaobai pushed open the door of his father's study room on the second floor that he understood what Sheng Mumu meant.

Qi Shaobai looked to the left and then to the right.

I was stunned.

He had been to Dad's study several times before.

The appearance in front of the eyes is not quite the same as the impression.

Think of Sheng Mumu directing Butler Zhang to rush around on the second floor two days ago.

Case solved.

In order to give him tutoring, Sheng Mumu changed the layout of the study.

Sheng Mumu waved her hand, pointed to the left, and introduced:

"On the left is your dad's desk and work area, we don't care about it."

Pointing to the right again.

"The right side, the next month, until the final exam, will be your study paradise."

Qi Shaobai took a shallow breath and looked over, with a muffled voice:

"Heaven?"

Sure it's not hell?

The study room seems to be divided into two, and the left and right sides are clearly distinguished by style.

On the left is Dad's desk with raised bookshelves.

It was spotlessly clean and everything was neatly arranged.

right.

A whiteboard.

A lifting screen is installed above for projection.

Next to it is a small podium.

On the podium, there is...

Pointer...

Opposite the whiteboard is a table and chairs.

There are three full boxes of textbook papers piled up beside the chair.

While Qi Shaobai was watching, Steward Zhang brought in another box from outside the door.

However, he no longer had the heart to lament the large number of papers.

All attention is drawn to the stickers on the right wall.

It was a motivational wall sticker for the college entrance examination tailored by Sheng Mumu for him.

【Xiaoqi Xiaoqi, the flag is open to victory (*^▽^*)】

[You can show bad food occasionally, but you can't really cook! 】

【Great ambition, no right to stop】

[If you fall behind, you will be beaten, I'm not joking]

【I'm watching you (.???.)】

……

"..." Qi Shaobai turned his head slowly and looked at Sheng Mumu with a complicated expression.

Sheng Mumu looked back at him with a proud face.

With his hands on his hips, he proudly asked:

"Well, I arranged it quite like that, right?"

Qi Shaobai pursed his lips and took a deep breath:

"Well, it's good. I have the illusion that if I can't answer the question, I will be electrocuted the next second."

Sheng Mumu's smile froze, and his eyes half-closed.

Said in a threatening tone:

"If you say one more thing, it may not be an illusion."

"!!!" Qi Shaobai immediately closed his mouth.

Sheng Mumu walked to the mini podium.

Looking down at the watch, he announced solemnly:

"It's time, class starts, come and sit down."

Qi Shaobai moved slowly, pulled out the chair and sat down.

Resting your chin with one hand, start turning the pen with the other.

As soon as he touched the table, he inexplicably changed into the lazy look he had when he was in school.

Seeing this, Sheng Mumu put a printed paper with three reading comprehension questions on the table in front of Qi Shaobai.

"Knock Knock-"

Fingers tapped the table.

Remind Qi Shaobai:

"Today, we will focus on your weak points and focus on reading comprehension."

"I'm going to say it harshly, there are no mothers and children in class, you better be honest with me, boy."

"If I catch you deserting and dozing off—"

While talking, Sheng Mumu picked up the retractable pointer and stretched it.

Showing a bad guy's expression, he didn't say the second half of the sentence.

Qi Shaobai's pupils widened.

I felt a dangerous breath coming.

Sit up straight for a second.

Instantly cheered up.

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……

A class is nine 10 minutes.

In the middle, Qi Shaobai was given 10 minutes to go to the toilet.

In the first 45 minutes, Sheng Mumu was still a little unconfident.

I am not sure whether I can teach the content of Chinese in the third year of high school.

In the next 45 minutes, while talking and talking, the memory of studying hard and getting 700 points in the college entrance examination was awakened.

More and more leisurely.

She even recalled that when she was preparing for the exam, she learned the little tricks for raising points and taught them to Qi Shaobai.

With the last 5 minutes left in the language tutoring, the study door was suddenly pushed open.

A cold, white and well-proportioned man put his hand on the door frame.

Qi Mo pushed the door open and walked in.

He was wearing house slippers, and he stepped on the floor almost silently.

Sheng Mumu and Qi Shaobai, one was concentrating on lecturing and the other was concentrating on listening to the class, but they didn't notice that there was an extra person in the study.

Qi Mo sat quietly at the desk on the left, with his long legs crossed naturally.

Today is a rest day, he didn't have to dress up in a suit and leather shoes.

But considering that Sheng Mumu would assign him the task of teaching Qi Shaobai mathematics.

Before coming over from the bedroom, he deliberately changed into a shirt and trousers as a show of respect.

Tailored shirts outline the muscular lines of a man's arms.

No tie, neckline partly open.

The cuffs were rolled up, revealing white and powerful wrist bones.

Rest your palms casually on your knees.

There is a touch of laziness in the calm and dignified.

He looked directly in Sheng Mumu's direction.

Suddenly, the eyes moved slightly.

Surprised to find that she and his thoughts coincided.

In the past at home on weekends, she always dressed casually.

Today, it is rare to wear formal clothes.

Sheng Mumu has a slender waist, and even a relatively loose plain shirt and skirt can vaguely depict a perfect figure, graceful and graceful.

The sparkling eyes are extremely agile and eye-catching.

The long hair was neatly tied up, and the tail fluttered lightly with her movements.

Shaking.

Shaking into the man's heart.

time up.

Sheng Mumu finished class on time, and said while arranging the papers:

"Okay, that's all for Chinese, and your dad will teach you mathematics in three or ten minutes."

Qi Shaobai pushed away the chair, stretched his waist, and stretched his neck.

He stopped suddenly and found a person sitting not far away.

He yawned halfway, with water droplets hanging from the corners of his eyes, and said in a strange tone:

"Dad?"

Sheng Mumu followed the sound and was stunned:

"When did you come in?"

This man, why is he like a ghost recently, always appearing and disappearing without making a sound.

Qi Mo didn't answer Sheng Mumu's words, but glanced at Qi Shaobai, and said in a deep voice:

"You go out first."

Qi Shaobai opened his doubtful eyes wide:? ? ?

Before he could react, he heard his father give a reasonable answer.

"I want to prepare lessons."