As soon as he lowered his head, the slow heat would spray all behind Fu Jiu's ears as Qin Mo spoke.

Fu Jiu paused, looked up at the man's deep eyes, and saw him say the last sentence: "I won't go out today." Then, he put away his phone line. When his eyelashes drooped, he cast a thick shadow on his eyelids, making his whole side face look extremely handsome.

Fu Jiu tilted his head and avoided this action.

Qin Mo didn't say anything, his eyes flashed across the boy's cheek: "Write it again."

It’s really stressful to have such a master.

Fu Jiu quickly moved the pen in his hand, like a struggled young strongman.

The great god's presence is too strong, and no one can compare to it.

But one thing is still very good.

The most different thing about academic masters and ordinary people is that he quickly gained a very accurate understanding: "Fu Jiu."

"Hmm?" The young man looked at him handsomely with his teeth in his nose.

Qin Mo rubbed his forehead with slender fingers: "You are really not suitable for studying physics."

"Brother Mo, let me complain. Don't you think that the subject of physics is just an anti-benevolence category?" Fu Jiu said seriously.

Qin Mo sneered: "I think you are an anti-benevolent person if you can be born."

Fu Jiu:... Can you chat happily?

"This road cannot be done." Qin Mo turned his finger and pulled the physics book aside: "If you continue to learn at this speed, you will definitely not pass the exam in seven days."

Fu Jiu agreed with the great god for the first time: "I think so too."

"Cross out the courses you have learned recently." Qin Mo flipped through the magazine.

Fu Jiu looked at the physics book in his hand and decided to tell the truth: "You have to ask the teacher for this question."

Qin Mo turned his eyes to look at the boy, his voice faintly: "If I were your physics teacher, I would throw you out now." He didn't even know where he learned.

Fu Jiu felt no guilt, so he asked curiously: "What do you know about the course you are studying?"

"Help you press the questions."

The four casual words of the great master once again made Fu Jiu realize the essential difference between a poor student and a top student.

It turns out that academic masters have the function of suppressing questions.

This is unfair to their poor students. This is different from knowing the answer before the exam.

Fu Jiu was still feeling a little depressed, Qin Mo had already stood up from his seat.

“What to do?”

The great god decided to let her rest with great compassion?

Qin Mo glanced at the young man: "Call your director and ask about the learning process."

The great god clearly said nothing, but Fu Jiu inexplicably saw helplessness in it...

Thank you very much as a great master. Fu Jiu thought about this, took off a lollipop and put it in his mouth, and then looked down at the strings of formulas.

She looks so handsome.

Physical formulas are so ugly.

It is clearly a physically opposed person...

After receiving Qin Mo's call, the director of Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School was stunned for a moment, wondering if he had heard it wrong. When Qin Mo said the second sentence, he immediately straightened his body: "Mr. Qin? Where did the bad class learn physics? This... I'll call the teacher immediately!"
Chapter completed!