Surprise! Whose little green tea is 1.9 meters tall?

Song Xulin didn't dare to delay any longer. He took two steps at a time and stepped onto the podium, bending his body to please.

"Brother Sheng, I was wrong!"

Wang Xuesheng didn't let him go so easily. He twisted his ears and moved his head closer to the screen.

"Tell me what this is! Are you going to take an exam, or do you want to be published? Why are you drawing a bunch of stick figures here? Are you going to let them help you solve the problem?"

"It hurts, it hurts..."

"So, you still feel pain?" Wang Xuesheng let go of his hand in anger. "Copy the test paper ten times and hand it in next Monday, or I'll double the amount."

Song Xulin rubbed his ears and protested softly, "Ten times is too many..."

Wang Xuesheng didn't indulge him, "Twenty times."

"Okay, okay! Ten times is ten times! No more!"

Song Xulin returned to his seat with a look of despair on his face. He wiped his face and turned to the back.

"I may not be able to go this afternoon. This is such a sudden disaster. How can I finish copying so much?" He pretended to collapse, covered his face and cried, looking heartbroken.

But if only his fingers could be brought a little closer together, the peeking eye was almost popping out from between his fingers.

At this time, Gong Huasui suddenly appeared and interrupted Song Xulin's performance.

"The math test is all formulas, so copying should be quick."

"That's a full ten times. Can you bear to see a super handsome guy like me, staying up all night and getting dark circles under his eyes just because he had to copy the test paper?"

Song Xulin covered his heart, "That is truly the sorrow of girls all over the world!"

Chi Qinghe held his forehead and said, "I can cover for you, just try to copy as much as you can."

After getting the answer he wanted, Song Xulin quickly restrained his expression, said "good brother", turned back to the front, and started writing furiously.

Gong Huasui's tone sounded somewhat helpless, with a hint of jealousy.

"Qinghe, you spoil him too much."

"I'm bored anyway, so I'll just treat it as practice."

Chi Qinghe was stuck on the last big question for a long time and couldn't think of the answer, so he turned his head and moved closer to Gong Huasui.

He reached out and pointed at a step on the other person's test paper that he didn't understand, then looked up and asked, "How did this step come about?"

Gong Huasui pursed his lips tightly, "I copied it from the blackboard."

Chi Qinghe: "..."

“I figured it out after copying it once.”

"..."

"Nothing spectacular."

"..."

“No matter how full my writing is, it can’t be as interesting as drawing comics.”

"..."

"Sure enough, I'm just a disposable straw, a crude and simple answering machine... I'm going to take my little glass home!"

Gong Huasui spoke one sentence after another, leaving him no chance to interrupt.

Well, the little green tea has turned into a little vinegar essence.

After finally waiting for the other party to stop, he hurriedly said, "Um... Mr. Very Smart Answer Machine, I think you misunderstood."

"The reason why we're covering for you is because... we don't have enough strength."

Chi Qinghe was having a hard time finding words that wouldn't make either party feel awkward.

"But you're different. You're very capable and don't need me to cover for you."

"Besides, we have a more stable cooperative relationship. We will definitely have more time to spend together in the future, right?"

When Gong Huasui heard the phrase “more time to spend together”, his expression visibly improved.

He took out a yellow sticky note from the table and scribbled on it for about thirty seconds before pretending to be calm and handing over the answer and solution.

"Thank you." Chi Qinghe took it with a smile.

"Yeah." Gong Huasui responded coldly and continued to concentrate on writing the questions.

Chi Qinghe stared at the note paper, and his fingertips couldn't help but stroke the words on it.

Although Gong Huasui's language system is sometimes messy, it has to be said that he has a really good brain and his handwriting is really beautiful.

Even the most boring mathematical formulas, when he wrote them, had a different feeling...

"Why are you still in a daze? Hurry up and pack your things, otherwise there will be no seat left!" Song Xulin shouted while pouring the test papers into his schoolbag.

When Chi Qinghe came to his senses, he saw a school bully who never even carried a schoolbag. Like a super good student, he was wearing glasses, carrying a schoolbag full of test papers, and preparing to go... to the Internet.

"Why... do you carry so many things?"

The weekend homework was all test papers, so Chi Qinghe took a pencil case and put it into his schoolbag, then zipped it up. When he lifted it up, it was so light that it formed a sharp contrast with the schoolbag opposite that kept falling down.

Song Xulin pushed his glasses and acted very polite. "I've had some insights recently and I plan to work hard."

"I remember this is not the first time you have said this..." Chi Qinghe pulled off her panties without mercy.

"You don't understand this. As long as I wear these glasses, I'll be the gentle second male lead who loves but can't get what she wants. Even if the school abandons me, I'll definitely be its bootlicker!"

Chi Qinghe narrowed his eyes slightly, "Go online less in the future. When you said that... your expression changed a little."

"His face has changed?! He's become more handsome? Or uglier?" Song Xulin exclaimed and quickly touched his face.

Gong Huasui couldn't help laughing, "It's become vulgar."