Host, the villain's corruption level has exploded!

Chapter 659: Look at this test paper, is it passing or failing? (32)

Seeing Min Xiuze feeling frustrated about the many obstacles on his path to education, Song Zhishu smiled smugly and magically produced a notebook from behind his back, handing it to him.

This is different from a cheat program; it's just a regular practice notebook.

Min Xiu took it, looked at her smiling face, and opened it with a slight hesitation.

The book clearly and systematically arranged all the chemistry examples from the first lesson to the present. Of course, she couldn't have copied the entire book down; she simply marked the key points of each lesson next to the typical examples, making it very clear.

Most importantly, the pinyin was clearly marked on every character. To be honest, Min Xiu never reciprocated kindness: firstly, he had never received kindness in return, and secondly, he knew that the best he could do, or rather, the world had taught him, was to skillfully exploit such kindness, given its short shelf life.

But seeing her yawn and rub her eyes, Min Xiu felt that he had just happened to have something to repay her kindness.

So, Song Zhishu watched as Min Xiu beckoned to her with his finger, exuding a lazy and casual air.

"........."

She swallowed hard, momentarily losing her senses due to the allure of his beauty.

When Min Xiu shed his sinister expression and icy, hunched posture, the languidness and untamed iciness in his eyes softened his otherwise refined, fierce features, revealing an unprecedented dejection. Compared to his usual extreme and repulsive demeanor, he was now incredibly captivating.

Seeing her staring at him in a daze, Min Xiu frowned and repeated the action he had just performed, completely shattering the previous positive impression.

Song Zhishu realized what was happening and casually moved closer.

Min Xiuze's gaze was fixed on her delicate face as he breathed softly, "Your exercise was very good."

"........."

Song Zhishu's eyebrows twitched.

She turned her head and looked directly at the boy's cold yet handsome face, wanting to slap him.

How could she not understand that Min Xiu, in a rare moment of calm (because he had never been in a good mood), was unusually trying to repay her kindness with his rare little conscience?

But she doesn't want that kind of reward!

Therefore, the seven best words that Min Xiu selected from the list of words in his mind directly ruined Song Zhishu's good mood.

He watched as the girl's smile vanished, snatched the notebook from her still-warm hand, and tapped her forehead, which was covered by fine, downy hair, with his index finger. His originally gentle voice turned fierce as he said, "Why bring up what you don't want to talk about!"

Min Xiu watched her walk away with the notebook, but she remained in the same position, still holding the notebook.

How could you possibly realize that? It must be very difficult to realize that, right?

He gently and slowly touched the spot where Song Zhishu had just touched, the cool touch still lingering, leaving behind faint tingling sensations.

He suddenly sat up straight, his tense face revealing his bewildered panic.

physical contact

A slightly sophisticated word suddenly popped into Min Xiuze's mind.

He had forgotten how long it had been since anyone had come within a few feet of him, let alone touched, stroked, or hugged him.

He disliked all of this. He disliked anyone staring at him, and he disliked having even the slightest connection with this dark and hopeless world. It was an insult to him, and to them as well.

He raised his hand again and pressed heavily on the spot that was now completely devoid of warmth.

The ice in his eyes melted away.

After Song Zhishu retrieved the notebook, she thought she would write another lesson and have Min Xiu make up for the previous lessons first.

Min Xiuze's limited vocabulary is a major weakness, but Song Zhishu feels that she doesn't need to worry too much about his learning ability right now: she is still Xiaoqiao, the biggest tool in the original text who silently accompanies her boss to do great things.

If you only have kung fu skills, how could you possibly make it to the end?

Min Xiuzhe possesses an absolute sensitivity to elements, numbers, and formulas, making him a rare and promising talent. To treat him merely as a weapon in the original text is a gross underutilization of his abilities. Even with his original brilliance severed, he still possesses the power to shake up the business world. If we now add the boundless possibilities of knowledge to his abilities, Min Xiuzhe's future is limitless.

Why would Song Zhishu get angry with Min Xiuzhe over such a trivial matter? She simply wanted to improve the notebook. In any case, she was happy to have some peace and quiet right now.

When she looked up, she saw that the clock had already gone around once. Her heart skipped a beat, and she realized that it was already the fifth period.

She hurriedly packed up her notebook, which she had just finished writing in, and rushed to Class 3. As soon as she arrived at the door, she felt an unbearable, cold silence.

Sitting in the first row, Bai You saw Song Zhishu as if she had seen a savior, and pointed with pleading eyes at the two people stiffly facing each other behind her.

Song Zhishu's heart skipped a beat. She stared intently at An Zheng, whose usually stern face was now as black as charcoal, glaring angrily at Min Xiuzhe, who was sleeping as usual. "I'll say it again," he spat out through gritted teeth, "You give me..."

“Teacher An!” Song Zhishu smiled and deftly stepped between him and Min Xiuzhe, showing no fear. She said casually and gently, “It’s been five minutes since class started. I came over to see if Teacher An is still comfortable with the atmosphere of Class 3.”

At this point, An Zheng realized that he seemed to have lost control, and took a step back unnaturally, coughing, but his eyes were fixed on Min Xiuze, who only showed the back of his head.

It looks very similar... but it also looks very different...

Compared to the person he met this morning

He scoffed when the principal told him there was a troublesome guy in the class. He thought he was just a hoodlum, what was there to be afraid of?

But when he looked at his figure, he always felt that he was familiar.

But compared to the cold and ruthless person in the morning, his aura was too easygoing and lazy.

An Zheng was completely baffled. The sight of so many eyes on him made him unconsciously speed up his thinking.

In such a small place, and with a high school student who's good for nothing, he probably doesn't have that much ability. Besides, there are plenty of people in this world with similar builds. This student looks skinny; how could he possibly beat him?

In the end, An Zheng's arrogance prevailed over his doubts. He was just arrogant, not brainless. He smiled elegantly at Song Zhishu, and his tone returned to its low and sexy tone: "I'm sorry, I was a bit extreme. I just got too angry because he didn't cherish his study time. I apologize to this student."

Song Zhishu sighed inwardly, thinking that the male lead was indeed worthy of his title, readily accepting the offer and smiling even more broadly: "It's alright, Min is usually very studious, he's probably not feeling well right now, I'll help him to the infirmary to get checked out."