The national school idol is a girl

After finishing the hot pot meal, Bo Jiu was extremely satisfied. Just as he was about to meet the handsome man tomorrow, he heard the man slowly speak: "I've asked people to prepare high-level mathematics books, and tutoring starts today."

Bo Jiu had a natural resistance to advanced mathematics. He held his chin with his fingers and smiled dandy, "If you rush like this, your learning efficiency will be bad."

"Your school will start its monthly exams in less than seven days. Do you think that with your poor academic ability, you can pass the advanced mathematics without rushing to make up classes?" Qin Mo took the pen over, his face was as handsome as ever, and his voice was light. It seems to be just stating a fact.

But even so, our Master Jiu also felt like he was being attacked.

Bo Jiu couldn't help but start to ask herself, it was not good for her to find someone to make up lessons for her, so why did she choose to find a master...

"Get up when you're full and come upstairs with me. If you're a man, don't wait around like this." Qin Mo was wearing a knitted sweater with one hand in his trouser belt. He didn't feel so oppressive. Because of this, Bo Jiu Cai is not easy to flirt with.

The great god is so pure and refined that if you are not careful, you will be swayed by that face.

The ancient saying that beauty brings disaster is not unfounded.

She was just confused by that face.

"Pay attention."

The two of them sat in front of the same desk. In addition to advanced mathematics textbooks, there were various data lines, economic magazines, tablet computers and psychology analysis tables that experts often used.

Bojiu is more interested in the latter.

Qin Mo tapped his slender fingers on the table and opened the advanced mathematics textbook with a calm expression.

Only then did Bo Jiu draw his attention back.

Qin Dashen's cell phone placed aside was vibrating. He did not look at it immediately, but raised his eyes and asked Bo Jiu: "What don't you understand?"

Bo Jiu's fingers were still tangled in his silver hair. After hearing this question, he froze again. Then, he looked at Qin Mo seriously and said, "I can't do anything."

Qin Mo stopped turning the book, turned his head and raised his eyebrows at the young man who was still charging at him: "Are you proud?"

Bo Jiu touched the bridge of his nose: "I didn't say I was proud."

"Learn from the beginning." Qin Mo's fingertips fell on one of the formulas: "First memorize this formula, and then..."

Bo Jiu listened carefully. After all, this was the key to whether she could participate in the new e-sports competition.

"There's something wrong here..."

Unexpectedly, Qin Mo was extremely patient when teaching people.

Probably top academics are like this. In their eyes, high math and other things are just tadpoles that are suitable for them to play with.

During this period, Qin Mo also answered two phone calls, both of which were business matters. Both of them were handled by the master attentively and beautifully.

It seems that someone over there has asked: "Mr. Qin, what formula do you mean? Speed? Density?"

"Help my brother with extra lessons." Qin Mo said these words very plainly.

The other boss on the other side of the phone was shocked. He turned his head and asked his friend next to him: "When did Mr. Qin have a younger brother? Which one is having a second child? Improbable, right?"

"Brother?" My friend also looked confused.

The boss nodded: "Yes, he is my younger brother. He also said that he is giving extra lessons to his younger brother."

Friend:…

Qin Mo still held the mobile phone in his left hand. After discovering Bo Jiu's question, he bent down and leaned directly from behind her. He circled his fingers and pointed at the exercise book in front of the young man. He said in a slow voice: "Here..."