The Self-cultivation of the Passerby Male Protagonist

Looking down at Kong Luoluo's feet, Wu also raised his brows unobtrusively.

"It seems that my aunt and daughter have not returned home yet."

He automatically ignored Elliot who was actually hiding in his room. Although she would wrap her upper body with a quilt on weekdays, that happened to be the case. She was still very sensitive to the outside world.

If Wu Ye didn't see her in the porch the first time she came home, it meant that she had already noticed that a stranger came back with Wu Ye.

In such a situation, under normal circumstances, she would choose to avoid it.

According to Elliot, this is because she is worried that other earthlings will be targeted because of her relationship, but according to Takeya's thinking, it is——

Shy.

"Ah, anyway, you come in first."

"Oh... Excuse me, no, thanks for permission!"

"..."

Xiaoniaoyou took off his shoes and followed Wu Ye straight to the second floor.

Walking into Wu Ye's room, it is a very ordinary room, which is different from Xiaoniaoyou's room full of middle school style.

There are all kinds of practical reference books in twos and threes on the bookshelf, even if there are traces of novels, they are of the classic level. Apart from the desk lamp and the alarm clock, there are only two review outlines on the clean table, and the changed school uniforms are hung on the walls.

Simply put, this is a very ordinary room.

The only thing that can be said is that it is a little bit far from the normal standard, and that is the cosmic-style bedding on the bed, but even so, it is within the normal range.

It's just that looking at Xiaoniaoyou's posture, it seems that he has to find something special from here before he is reconciled.

Sorry, it's just to completely hide those pasts, so there's nothing weird here.

"It's not too late, let's get started."

Wu Ye, who was still a little hesitant at first, saw Xiaoniaoyou's aura of being full of secondary illnesses at any time, and instantly lost his psychological pressure.

Seeing Wu Ye take out the math book, a trace of panic inevitably flashed in Xiaoniaoyou's eyes.

"Wait, wait, Wu Ye, maybe there is an eyeliner from the Administration here..."

"Stop it."

Gently swam the book as a knife to Xiaoniao. Since he decided to tutor her in studying, Wu didn't intend to just play it perfunctory.

"That's what you said, you have to study hard, doesn't it matter what happens to that club?"

"Ugh..."

After all, the society is Xiaoniaoyou's weakness. Once it comes to this, she can't get away with it.

"Well, let's rest for another 10 minutes and start..."

"...start now."

Kid? This guy?

Seeing Xiaoniaoyou responding to himself with an angry silence, Wu couldn't help being a little dumbfounded.

I really don't know what kind of expression this guy should show if he meets a junior who is younger than him, of course, except for the type of guy who is convex.

Surprisingly, although the teaching process was cumbersome, it was not to the point of being bumpy. Although Xiaoniaoyou kept complaining in a low voice, and often got tangled up in some strange places.

For example, why do mathematicians have to study such boring things, what is the use of finding the probability of dice and calculating equations that have no practical value at all?

Also, why do those mathematicians wear wigs?

To this, Wu Ye's answer was——

Being full is an attitude towards life, but being handsome is a lifetime thing.

……

Although I don't understand the worldview of Xueba, it must be a boring thing for most people, but they have to do it. Generally speaking, it is a headache.

But now Wu Ye suddenly discovered that it turns out that teaching someone to study is more troublesome than learning by himself, especially when the person being taught is still a second-year-old with a peculiar brain circuit.

Xiaoniaoyou's mind is not bad, as long as he is willing to work hard, it is absolutely no problem to surpass the average score of the class, but this guy is unwilling.

Unable to calm down and study, she always wanted to do something. In just half an hour, she had tried countless times to distract Wu Ye with other topics.

Even Takeshi himself was inadvertently brought into her rhythm at the end.

For example, when Xiaoniaoyou tried to use psychic methods to solve the equation, Wu Ye even began to subconsciously calculate her success rate...

I'm not going to be assimilated, am I? !

Wu, who suddenly realized this, suddenly realized that he thought he was saving people, but in fact he might be playing with fire.

My brain must be overloaded...?

This kind of absurd idea suddenly filled Wu Ye's mind, so that Xiao Niaoyou called him several times but he didn't respond.

"Wu Ye? Wu Ye? Could it be that your consciousness has been swallowed by darkness?"

"...That's not it."

"Really? Well, Takeya, I think..."