Chapter 97 Photos

He is very fair, and the scars on his arms stand out along with his muscle lines. You might be scared when you first see him, but as time goes by, you will feel a kind of paradoxical reliability. Even the rustling sound of the pen tip scratching across the paper seems like a silent comfort.

"Start with the multiple-choice questions, and I'll help you figure out the reasons for the deductions."

Xu Jiqing turned the test paper over and said, "Let's calculate. With your current level, what is the highest score you can get on this test paper?"

Is it because you feel a special sense of accomplishment when helping a poor student to make a comeback?

In all the memories of her two lifetimes combined, Su Xia had never seen Xu Jiqing so patient.

The morning sun shone in, and the boy's long, straight eyelashes seemed almost transparent. When he solved the problem, his Adam's apple rolled slightly as he spoke.

This seems to be what it feels like to use a little force to achieve a great result.

The lines and numbers that looked like hieroglyphics were arranged into rows obediently under his pen. Even the final question where she drew a kitten seemed no more complicated than that.

Finally, the so-called "high score" was written by Xu Jiqing with a blue pen next to it, side by side with the bright red 88.

114.

Su Xia was so frightened that she was speechless for a long time.

If I can really get this score, even if I can't get into Tsinghua University, it will be a great fortune.

Now that she has a yacht, she thought about it for a while and became worried that Su Xiaojuan would buy her a plane.

Su Xia looked up after she recovered and said incoherently, "Then, what should I do now?"

She had braided her hair into a loose pigtail when she went out, but she had just messed it up, leaving the big, fluffy curls draped over her shoulders like waves.

Her whole little face seemed to be glowing, her eyes were bright, and she looked at him softly, with an unguarded dependence.

No one would be unmoved by being looked at like this.

Even through the window glass, the cicadas outside are still chirping loudly, making people feel a little hot.

Xu Jiqing looked away.

He picked up the iced Americano on the table and took a sip.

"Do it again and find the feeling of 114 points."

He glanced at his watch, put his pen back into his bag, and zipped it up. "I have a class at ten."

"In the future, I will organize the questions I want to talk about and send them to you in advance. You should finish them first. I see that your practice is not worth the price."

"I think it's worth it." Su Xia blurted out.

Xu Jiqing looked up at her.

"I, I have very poor self-discipline," Su Xia swallowed, half-truth and half-exaggeration, "If no one is watching me, I can't help but touch my phone after ten minutes. Even if I lock my phone, I can find other things to play with. If you didn't say you didn't have time, I would have hired you to supervise me doing my winter vacation homework every day."

Three classes a week, and every time they are two hours of pure dry stuff, it's too suffocating.

For one thing, she doesn't have that good of a brain.

On the other hand, she has thought about it countless times. Xu Jiqing's schedule is so packed with classes that he almost doesn't even have time to eat or take a breath. Does he still have the energy to prepare for his competition?

I'm worried without her, and even more worried with her around.

"You should also bring over the exercises you usually do. I really like the feeling of attending evening self-study classes before the New Year..."

Xu Jiqing didn't comment, but his expression softened quietly.

Since he started packing, Xu Jiaojiao crossed her legs on the sofa chair, almost burying her head in the book, looking like a little bookworm who was completely absorbed in it.

Xu Jiqing stood by the table and called her expressionlessly, "Xu Jiaojiao, let's go."

The little girl acted out the whole thing, looking up blankly and leaning towards Su Xia. "Huh?"

Xu Jiqing stood there silently.

Children's body temperature seemed to be higher than adults'. Their heads were hot when they came close to her, and their pigtails brushed against her elbow softly, like a few-month-old golden retriever.

Su Xia's motherly love was pouring out like money, and she subconsciously looked up at Xu Jiqing, "Are you attending classes in the same building?"

Xu Jiqing nodded.

Su Xia thought for a moment and said, "Since you can't take care of her anyway, just let her follow me. Jiaojiao and I will study separately and won't affect each other. You can come and pick her up after lunch."

It’s impossible to hide something on a primary school student’s face. Lao Gao’s little mouth, which was pouting just now, has now opened to a smile, revealing a little gap in his teeth.

Strike while the iron is hot.

Su Xia pushed him again and touched Xu Jiaojiao's head, "Say goodbye to brother."

The little girl raised both her hands and waved, "Bye, brother."

Xu Jiqing: "..."

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Children of Xu Jiaojiao's age are at the peak of their curiosity and cannot sit still at all.

With Xu Jiqing around, he could still be calmed down.

As soon as the person left, the princess fairy tale book in my hand no longer had any appeal. I looked at the real princess shining beside me with my big eyes shyly glancing at her.

Sister Xia Xia smells so good.

Her hair is also very long and beautiful.

What is said in the picture book is true. Snow White's hair looks like shiny satin when exposed to the sun.

I like Sister Xia Xia so much, hehe.

Many people are afraid of Xu Jiqing, but Xu Jiaojiao is not. Having been raised and protected by her brother for so many years, she can easily tell the difference between this kind of coldness and that kind of coldness.

Just now, when sister Xia Xia was doing her homework, her brother was distracted many times and kept drinking water.

He must think Sister Xia Xia is pretty.

Then why didn't he say it?

Xu Jiaojiao, like a little adult, held her face in her hands and sighed in her heart -

Boys are all good at pretending.

With the help of the big boss, even the most difficult questions were as easy to unravel as layers of silk. Su Xia finished the wrong questions very quickly.

When there was only one question left, Su Xia shook her hands, which were sore from calculating, and heard Xu Jiaojiao, a little girl who was about to enter the second grade, sigh.

She turned her head and asked the little girl softly, "What's wrong?"

Xu Jiaojiao looked very conflicted. She shook her head, slowly took her small schoolbag and asked her, "Sister, are you cold?"

"My brother said that places like this are very air-conditioned and it's easy to catch a cold, so he packed some clothes for me, but I'm a child with a strong internal heat, so I'll give it to you."

Although Xu Jiaojiao is small, her movements are very skillful, and she looks like she is taking care of someone in the real world.

Before she could react, the little girl had already taken out Xu Jiqing's school uniform jacket from her bag and covered her legs with it without saying anything. "Are you feeling better?"

Su Xia was a little amused and touched by the cuteness, "Thank you."

It was obvious that this dress had also been freshly washed.

It smells like the cheapest laundry detergent in the store, but it smells really good.

I can’t continue with the question.

She casually asked, "Did your brother wash the clothes himself?"

"No," Xu Jiaojiao shook her head, "We have a washing machine at home now, it can spin dry."

Su Xia felt a little embarrassed to get information from such a young child, so she tried to ask in the least sensitive way possible, "Where is the washing machine?"

"In the kitchen!" she said proudly.

After this start, Xu Jiaojiao's desire to share was unstoppable. She took out her precious pink cell phone and opened her electronic photo album.

"This is a picture of our family I took for my sister to see."

Xu Jiaojiao pressed her small hands on the keyboard, clicking on the pictures one by one with great interest.

It was a small house, dim even with the lights on, and it was divided into two bedrooms and a living room. Xu Jiaojiao was like a tour guide, and even provided commentary.

Until you press the last one.

A familiar object came into view, and Su Xia paused, "Where is this?"

"My brother's room," Xu Jiaojiao raised her face, clasped her hands together, and leaned over to whisper in her ear, "He wouldn't let me in, so I only took this one picture."