What's wrong with the fake daughter? Sister is still the god of gold

Four Seasons Court, 205 households.

study.

A row of bookcases, three desks, and five humans.

Qin Fuyao gave them two hours of extra math lessons and fully understood the teacher's mood during class.

Some students can draw inferences about other situations by analogy, such as Qin Ruanruan.

Some students, such as Li Yi, can understand it after listening to it twice.

Some students pretend to understand when they don’t, such as Tang Qingya.

Some students don't understand and are stubborn, and nothing can make sense to me, like Situ Jinghong, the incomparable stubborn one.

"Okay." Qin Fuyao put down his pen, gave up his work and stood up straight.

He raised his hand and patted Situ Jinghong on the shoulder, "Think about it carefully, and you will understand it when you figure it out."

Situ Jinghong lowered his head, looking resentfully at the math problem that was giving him trouble. He weakly refuted, "You seem to be talking nonsense."

Qin Fuyao didn't respond to him. She turned and walked to the chair at another desk, sat down slowly, and took out her cell phone to look at it.

The clock pointed to nine o'clock in the evening.

The other four people continued to rack their brains to solve the questions.

After tonight's "consultation", they finally knew Qin Fuyao's hidden true strength. Not only could he figure out the answer by just scanning the question, but he also explained it in a clear and logical manner.

Born to be a teacher.

There was only one word in their minds - horrible.

I knew she was awesome, but I didn't expect her to be this awesome.

Qin Fuyao was scrolling through his phone, glancing at the idiot who was still scratching his head while doing his homework, then he remembered that he seemed to have forgotten something, and clicked on "Messages" on the desktop.

I opened the chat box of "Uncle Si" and found that the message I sent that day fell on deaf ears and I haven't received a reply yet.

Although, Situ Jinghong has been in good condition these days. Could it be that they have already resolved this matter privately?

Thinking of this, Qin Fuyao exited the chat box, turned around and opened the short video app, turned off the sound, and watched the food broadcast immersedly.

Another hour passed.

Qin Fuyao took notes and solved a lot of problems for them before saying, "That's it for today. Tomorrow's class will be from 2pm to 5pm."

"Great! Hooray!" Tang Qingya was the first to jump up, saying happily, "I haven't experienced the feeling of learning so much in a long time. It feels great."

Li Yi squeezed his wrist contentedly, "Me too."

"Fuyao is so amazing, and she explains it in a simple and easy-to-understand way." Qin Ruanruan's eyes were full of stars, and she was completely in admiration.

"How come you all learned real stuff? I don't understand..." Situ Jinghong spent a whole night arguing over a question and successfully verified the truth that he really had no talent for mathematics.

He felt that if he became insane to a certain extent, he would be able to do anything except math problems.

The zombie tasted his brain: Oh, no brain.

"Don't be discouraged. Everyone has different learning abilities." Qin Fuyao comforted him warmly, smiling and saying, "This is just a small setback. There will be new setbacks every day."

Except for those who were scolded, everyone was very happy.

Situ Jinghong felt hopeless and wanted to cry, "That's enough! When will I ever get a perfect score in math?! Qin Fuyao, use your brain for me."

Between glowing and getting hot, he chose to go crazy.

“I’m really tired.”

"Do you know why you're tired?"

"why?"

"Because you are human."

"Get lost..." No one knows how to break through defense better than him.

Qin Fuyao picked up the schoolbag hanging on the chair and said, "I'm leaving now. Ruanruan, do you want to go back with me today? Come over tomorrow afternoon. Third brother happened to be home making a midnight snack."

Among the five of them, Qin Ruanruan lived the farthest away, so she was a little worried.

"Is it okay?" Qin Ruanruan's eyes lit up.

Qin Fuyao nodded, "Of course."

"Okay!" Qin Ruanruan's eyes brightened.

Tang Qingya was envious to the point of twisting, and bravely said, "Fuyao! I want to have a midnight snack too."

Li Yi seconded, "Me too."

"It's too late. Come back another day." Qin Fuyao declined politely, and then reminded: "You two should go back early and be careful."

Tang Qingya and Li Yi are out!

Situ Jinghong lay on the table with a look of despair and continued to look at the geometry problems on the test paper.

Why can everyone get full marks, but not him?!

The three of them watched the two leave.

Qin Fuyao deliberately slowed down his pace and said leisurely, "Remember to tell Father Qin and Mother Geng."

"They are very busy lately and don't have time to go home." Qin Ruanruan replied in a low voice.

Qin Fuyao crossed his arms across his chest, "Are you so busy?"

"Yeah." Qin Ruanruan nodded slightly. "Dad stays at the group all day, and Mom also stays at the TV station every day. It seems that when they are busy, they are really busy."

So her aunt takes care of her food and daily life.

Qin Fuyao moved as soon as he came to this world and didn't have much time to spend with them. He heard Ruan Ruan say this.

A fair comment: "Workaholic."

Compared with parents in the real world, this busyness is simply incomparable. Although parents look and have the same name, their personalities are completely different.

Parents in the real world advocate hedonism. They will avoid working too much if they can. They are keen to put pressure on their children and want to arrange everything from music, chess, calligraphy, painting, the Four Books and the Five Arts for them.

The Qin father and Geng mother here are completely different. They are busy like spinning tops every day and don’t even have time to take care of their children. It seems that just staying alive is enough for them.

Di Mi, you are so good at writing contrast, are you trying to kill yourself?

Under dim street lights.

The two walked forward slowly.

Qin Ruanruan tugged at the strap of her schoolbag and asked timidly, "Fuyao, which kind of life do you prefer?"

"Hmm..." Qin Fuyao thought for a moment, shrugged slightly, and replied softly: "I can't say I like it, I can only say that I prefer my current life."

"I've never been someone who loves life. Every day I live as long as I can, and if I can't, forget it. I live one day at a time."

Life is short, just enjoy it.

Qin Ruanruan thought deeply and felt that these carefree words made some sense. She bit her lip and continued to ask, "Fuyao, have you ever really hated me for a moment?"

"No." Qin Fuyao answered simply, "What are you thinking about all day long?"

The most annoying thing is that idiot Li Jinyan.

Qin Ruanruan raised her hand, rubbed her sore eyes, and said in a soft voice, "I feel like I've caused you a lot of trouble. Why don't you hate me?"

If it were someone else, they would definitely hate her.