After a close call, when Tian Rong and Yu Niang saw the stage that suddenly appeared in the lobby the next day, they just sighed that the construction period was very fast and the stage was built in a grand manner, and did not ask anything else.

"Boss, I'm here." Shen Mo was punctual and stepped over the threshold at the exact time of noon.

He glanced at the brand new big table next to him and rubbed his hands excitedly inwardly.

From now on, this is his place!

"The notebook for the first paragraph is here. Take a look at it first. We'll revise it if there are any problems." Liu Qinghuan handed the homework that Ye Heng had finished late at night yesterday to Shen Mo.

Why do I have to make up my homework late at night?

Ye Heng said that he was worried about her when he saw her go out in the morning, so he didn't write much.

In the afternoon, I asked her to finish telling me the story of Nezha, and also started with the story of Daji.

I don’t know what buff I added last night, but I handed in my homework this morning.

Shen Mo, this silly boy, flipped through several pages of the manuscript: "Boss, your handwriting..."

Seeing Shen Mo's eyes wide open, Liu Qinghuan chuckled and said, "It's my cousin's handwriting."

Shen Mo gave Liu Qinghuan a fearlessly ambiguous look. Fortunately, Liu Qinghuan didn't receive his gaze and pointed to the chair next to him: "There is still an hour before the class starts. If you have nothing to do, you can watch it here. If you have any questions, we can talk about it."

After all, I don’t really understand your storytelling world.

Shen Mo was blinded by Ye Heng's handwriting at first, and when he started reading the content, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

Wow, that’s fresh.

This name is not carefully chosen. Since the older brothers are called Jinzha and Muzha, shouldn’t the next younger brother be called Shuizha?

......

Tsk tsk tsk, this Long San is too much of a jerk.

......

Ahhhh, why did he die? What the hell is this?

......

Oh my god, Lotus Root Man, it’s amazing that he could come up with this idea.

......

Shen Mo finished reading it in one breath and was stunned for a long time.

"How is it?" Liu Qinghuan glanced at the dazed Shen Mo and felt that his reaction was within his expectations.

"Boss! Your cousin is a genius! Are you really going to tell me such a good story?" Shen Mo stood up and walked to the counter.

Ye Heng, who was huddled behind the counter, also stood up suddenly and stretched out a finger to push Shen Mo's head closer to Liu Qinghuan to the right distance.

"I am her cousin. If you have anything to say, tell me." Ye Heng had a dark face and spoke in halting sentences. Shen Mo felt as if his soul was leaving his body for a moment.

It’s… so scary.

"Hello, cousin... young master. My name is Shen Mo, Chen Yanqing. Please forgive me if I am rude." Shen Mo finally regained his composure, took two steps back, and bowed deeply to Ye Heng, looking like a decent human being.

Ye Heng did not answer, and the scene was very awkward for a moment.

"Mr. Shen, if you think there are any problems with the storybook, let's discuss it together."

Liu Qinghuan came out to smooth things over, and Shen Mo accepted the gift. Ye Heng sat back on the small stool, flipping through the account book with a well-behaved look on his face.

Shen Mo felt like he was blind. His boss was indeed powerful. He could even subdue such a scary man.

"There is nothing wrong with what you said, it's absolutely wonderful! I can start talking about it today!" Shen Mo's confident look made Liu Qinghuan feel that he was not very reliable.

“Mr. Shen…”

"Hey, boss, don't underestimate Shen Mo. Mo has been studying since he was young, and his memory is beyond others. It's just that his essays are always not in line with the topic, so he is not on the list and has fallen to this point." Shen Mo boasted about himself, his face beaming with joy, and he did not seem depressed even when he talked about his failure.

So you are quite confident that your thought process is different from that of the person who set the question?

"There's still some time left for the opening. Why don't you tell me about it first?" Liu Qinghuan was skeptical. As the saying goes, practice makes perfect, so he still had to hear it with his own ears.

What if this person really is a genius with a photographic memory?