Wen Ling said coldly, "Xiao Xiao's grades and level are enough to tutor Xie Li."

With Xie Li's level of education, which didn't even finish junior high school, do you really expect him or his teacher to help?

Even if he were willing to speak, would Xie Li understand?

They usually pretend to listen attentively in class, and are very focused for the first ten minutes, but after ten minutes they immediately become distracted.

Clearly, they couldn't keep up with the course pace, and when they realized they couldn't understand it, they simply gave up.

The shop assistant scratched his head, puzzled, and went back to the counter.

Meanwhile, in the quiet room, Xie Li tilted his head in confusion: "Is Grandma Ming sick?"

She remembered that during her last trip to Wushan Square, Ming Xiaoxiao won the poetry challenge and received a prize of 30,000 yuan, as well as a jade pendant worth 500,000 yuan.

How come you've become so embarrassed after only a few days?

"If you need money, I can lend it to you." Xie Li took out his phone and asked, "How much do you need?"

"Xie Li!" Ming Xiaoxiao looked hurt. "You know perfectly well that I don't like borrowing money from people."

She has always been a strong, independent, and courageous person. No matter how difficult things are, she will only rely on her own hard work to solve them, and will not easily ask the people around her for help.

“If I need to borrow money, I just have to ask, and the class monitor and the others won’t ignore me. Teacher Wen will also help me.” Ming Xiaoxiao’s eyes were filled with stubbornness. “But I can’t ask for help. I’m afraid I’ll forget about striving and only think about relying on others.”

Ming Xiaoxiao's reasoning sounded very noble and righteous, but Xie Li felt that he couldn't quite understand it.

"Don't worry, my level and grades are more than enough to tutor you in building a solid foundation for junior high school." Ming Xiaoxiao bit her lip. "Or are you worried that your classmates will gossip if they find out?"

Ming Xiaoxiao, thinking herself very considerate, assured him, "I won't tell anyone."

Normally, the fact that she was tutoring Xie Li wasn't something she announced; it was something Qian Shujian and Jiang Yifan, who came looking for her, stumbled upon.

When the school is in an uproar and they find out that her tutoring fee is 500 yuan per lesson, her classmates will only praise her as a top student.

As for Xie Li? Everyone will only assume that her good grades are due to her efforts.

From now on, Xie Li will always be one head below her at school.

Ming Xiaoxiao concealed the calculation in her eyes, as if she hadn't thought much about anything and was genuinely eager to help Xie Lihe make money.

She figured that given Xie Li's personality, he probably wouldn't refuse.

After all, Xie Li has always been the kind of person who is easy to talk to and never turns a blind eye to other people's difficulties.

Moreover, it also involved her grandmother. As a neighbor of the Shen family, her grandmother had shown Xie Li considerable care on the surface, so Xie Li had even less reason to refuse.

Xie Li did indeed think about it seriously for a few seconds.

In the end, the decision was, "I'm sorry, you probably don't meet my standards."

Xie Li had actually observed Ming Xiaoxiao's academic level carefully. As an excellent student, she interacted a lot with the teacher in class and was often called on to answer questions.

However, to put it another way, some of her problem-solving approaches and ideas differed from Xie Li's understanding.

Why do we always use complicated and cumbersome solutions when there are simpler ones available?

However, Ming Xiaoxiao has always been successful in exams and is a recognized academic star.

Xie Li wouldn't doubt the other party's intelligence and ability.

Therefore, Xie Li thought for a moment and added, "Oh, I'm not questioning your level, it's just that I want to apply to Imperial University, and I have my own plans and pace."