"I heard that you slept in class?" Shen Changan put down the newspaper.

"You still insult your classmates?" Shen Chilin pushed his glasses.

Shen Xinghe weakly retorted: "I didn't scold them, they were the first..."

Chen Chilin signaled him to shut up, his face darkening a little: "I already understand clearly, it's normal for classmates to quarrel a little."

Shen Xinghe smiled: "Right~"

"but!"

Shen Xinghe's smile instantly faded, and he looked at Shen Changan depressedly.

All they heard was their old man say, "You've grown up now. You need to be more calm and calm. Don't act like a child anymore!"

Chen Chilin nodded in agreement. He picked up Shen Xinghe's homework book and flipped through two pages. He saw two days' worth of homework, and the correct rate was quite high. He pointed at the questions with his slender fingers and said calmly, "Did you copy it, or did your team leader teach you?"

Facing his brother's X-ray eyes, Shen Xinghe sweatdropped: "All... all."

"Bang!" The old man stomped his foot, expressing his dissatisfaction again: "Where are all the etiquette that the Shen family taught you? You must be honest. You can't cheat for fake grades! Even if it's all wrong, you can't copy other people's homework!"

Shen Xinghe nodded quickly, "Yes, yes, you are right!" Looking at his posture, those who didn't know would think he was committing fraud.

He was the noble second young master of the Shen family, but he was almost being trained like a grandson by the father and son.

He couldn't help feeling depressed. The rich second generation around him, like Ji Yunqi, smoked, drank, skipped classes, and fought, almost becoming school bullies, and were very authoritative in school.

And he! He has no dignity at all! Any classmate in the class would say something to him if they were unhappy with him, but he, on the other hand, has to compose himself and choose his words even when he wants to say something back!!!

The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt. Just as he was about to turn his face away and leave, he looked up and saw his brother looking at him with a gloomy face, so he immediately lowered his head.

I cursed in my heart: "Chen Chilin is double-standard, he smiles at others but never smiles at himself!"

He was so angry!

After that, he was interrogated on various issues before being released back into the room.

However, Shen Xinghe was also very thoughtful. He hadn't written a single word before suddenly throwing down his pen and grinning, "After studying for so long, playing a few games isn't too much to ask."

However, as soon as he opened his phone, he found that Xie Huaizhao had suddenly sent him a message.

Shen Xinghe clicked it, and his smiling face suddenly fell.

[Zhao Zhao: Do ​​you have any problems with your studies?]

[Zhao Zhao: I'll give you two hours. I'll take a break at that time.]

So, Shen Xinghe picked up the pen he had just thrown away and started doing his homework again under Zhao Zhao's guidance.

In fact, the Shen family did hire a tutor for him, but he angered them all and they all left.

He has a very poor understanding ability, and knowledge goes in one ear and out the other. He is not a good student at all.

[Zhao Zhao: I’ve taught you this five times. It’s a simple math problem. Are you stupid?]

On the other side, Zhao Zhao covered his rapidly beating chest, suspecting that he was about to have a heart attack. He had never been so angry even when his brother fought or skipped classes.

Shen Xinghe is very capable.

[Fool: I'm sorry, give me another chance, I will study this question thoroughly.]

Seeing this, Zhao Zhao calmed down a bit and typed: [. : OK.]

The agreed two hours ended up being four hours later, and Zhao Zhao was still trying to pry open that stubborn head.

Xie Zian knocked on the door: "Zhao Zhao, it's almost eleven o'clock, go to bed early."

Zhao Zhao replied perfunctorily: "Yeah."

Xie Zian understood. He chuckled, pushed open Zhao Zhao's door, and said earnestly, "Still doing your homework? You need to balance work and rest and take care of your health."

Zhao Zhao suddenly looked up, staring at Xie Zian with dark eyes, and asked in a deep voice: "What's the lowest score you've ever gotten in math?"

"Zero?"

Zhao Zhao: ...Okay, I’m even angrier.

"Come here and do a math problem." Zhao Zhao first taught Xie Zian once, and then gave him a similar problem to do. After seeing him write it correctly, he let him go.

Shen Xinghe has been diagnosed as a fool by him.

That night, Zhaozhao stayed up late and compiled a notebook of junior high school knowledge for him, covering all the basic knowledge points learned in junior high school.

He thought that if Shen Xinghe still couldn't understand, he would give him some elementary school knowledge.

Sure enough, it is not easy to earn 100,000 yuan.

The next day, Zhao Zhao handed the notebook to Shen Xinghe with dark circles under his eyes. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but when he saw Shen Xinghe's moved eyes, he thought forget it.

Don't bother with fools.