During the evening study session, Gu Ting was explaining a question to Shen Qing.

"For this problem, we can use the Pythagorean theorem to find the length of the right angle side." Gu Ting pointed and raised his eyes to look at the girl beside him. "Do you remember the Pythagorean theorem I told you a few days ago?"

"I think so." Shen Qing supported his chin with one hand, his eyebrows drooped, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Gu Ting pushed the pen over and said, "You calculate the length of this side."

Shen Qing picked up the pen and quickly wrote a formula on the paper: 152-92=

"Well, the formula is correct. Just calculate the result and take the square root." Gu Ting nodded with a smile.

“Oh.” Shen Qing leaned over the table and listed three vertical equations to ask for a business trip.

"Looking at it this way, math is pretty simple, isn't it?" Gu Ting leaned over and spoke to her.

Shen Qing frowned and said unhappily, "Sorry, you're blocking the light."

Gu Ting was stunned for a moment, looked at the girl's wrinkled face, smiled, and then straightened up.

After the people calculated the results, Gu Ting took out a piece of chocolate and put it over, "Eat something before you study."

"Oh." Shen Qing glanced at it and put down the pen.

"Why are you looking at me?" Shen Qing stuffed the chocolate into her mouth. Gu Ting's eyes were always on her face, and he seemed not to even blink.

"It's nothing. I'm just surprised. The kid is multi-talented and knows a little bit of medicine." Gu Ting poured her a glass of water and placed it next to her.

Shen Qing's eyes froze slightly, and he looked at Gu Ting for a second. The man still had a smile on his face, and his slightly raised phoenix eyes looked not very serious.

"Is being able to fix a dislocation considered medical treatment?" Shen Qing picked up the cup and took a sip.

"Forget it, Dongfang Cheng won't do that." Gu Ting took out a piece of paper and reached out to wipe the water stains from the corners of Shen Qing's mouth.

"I don't care." Shen Qing leaned back slightly, avoiding Gu Ting's hand, and wiped it casually with his own hand.

"Oh." Gu Ting lowered his eyes and responded faintly.

"Tomorrow is the weekend. Let's go out for dinner together?" Gu Ting took out another piece of chocolate and handed it over.

Shen Qing glanced at his hand and didn't take it, "No, I have something to do."

"Okay, let's make an appointment another day." Gu Ting tore open the package and lowered the chocolate to the corner of her mouth. "Eat it, otherwise it will go bad."

"Yeah." Shen Qing raised his hand to pick up the chocolate, and his school uniform sleeve accidentally knocked down the draft paper placed aside.

Before Shen Qing moved, Gu Ting had already stood up and squatted down to pick up something.

There was everything on Chen Qing's stack of draft paper, pictures of various little people, various formulas, even 12+9 had to be listed and calculated again.

Gu Ting patiently picked up the draft papers one by one and put them neatly. There was a dress drawn on the last one. It looked like a cheongsam. The collar and cuffs were retro in style, and the hem of the skirt was modern in style.

"The drawing is beautiful." Gu Ting stood up and put the draft paper on the table.

"Thank you." Shen Qing glanced at him, moved all the draft papers to her side, pulled out the cheongsam on top, and pressed it back to the bottom.

"You can consider the art exam." Gu Ting put his hands on the table and looked at her sideways.

Shen Qing is very talented in sports and art, but it is very hard for girls to practice sports, but it is not bad for art students.

Shen Qing looked up at him and said slowly, "The art major at Jingda is not very good."

Gu Ting was stunned. The kid wanted to go to Beijing University.

"Sports is also average." Shen Qing saw through his thoughts and said another sentence.

Gu Ting smiled and picked up the pen again, "Then you have to study hard and don't be lazy."

"Oh." The girl responded perfunctorily.

Gu Ting didn't say anything else and hurried to give Shen Qing a lecture.

In such a short time, Shen Qing made a comeback and was successfully admitted to Beijing University... Tsk!

The kid is a bit cruel, this is really going to kill him.

**

On the weekend, Shen Qing didn't go anywhere. She stayed at home all day before finishing the design of the cheongsam.

As soon as I put pen to paper, a phone call came in.

"Little Ancestor, are you done with the painting?"

As soon as the other party opened his mouth, Shen Qing knew that the ghost had come to urge his death.

"Well, I've finished the drawing. I'll send you the electronic version later. The paper version will be sent to you later."

"Hey! I'll hang up then." Lao Cui was very happy and hung up the phone quickly.

Shen Qing looked at the phone screen where the call had ended and tutted.

He was so bold that he even died before her.