Feng Luo glanced back and saw that those people were about to run away. The corners of his lips raised slightly.
After a few days of study, Feng Luo's mental power had been frighteningly improved. He carefully bypassed Chu Ci and pressed straight towards those people with his mental power.
The footsteps of those people stopped instantly.
He looked at Chu Ci and Feng Luo with a sad face.
They seriously suspected that Feng Luo was able to master the method of controlling mental power so quickly in order to make Chu Ci more comfortable, and then try his best to attack them, the students who had not yet grasped the edge.
And leaving the boss alone to be scolded does not seem to be a good idea, but that being said...
Seeing that weak-looking senior from the main and auxiliary departments standing in front of the boss, pointing at his head and calling him trash...
This feeling is really... suffocating.
Several people stopped in their tracks, not daring to move forward or leave, and were forced to share the hardship with Feng Luo.
Feng Luo lowered his eyes and let out a light sigh. He really wanted to tear down the huge banner in front of him and throw it away.
Watching Chu Ci point out his results and analyze them one by one.
A certain piece of trash looked up again and glanced at his grades.
In fact, everyone’s performance in theoretical courses is poor.
And basically they are extremely bad.
He just stands out among all the other people who are so bad.
Seeing that his name was almost in the last row, Feng Luo lowered his eyes again.
Well...it really stands out.
"How did you get that score?" Even when he was a poor student, Chu Ci felt that he had never gotten such a ranking.
Looking at the ranking Feng Luo got, Chu Ci fell into deep confusion.
He raised his hand and scratched his hair. His slightly curly long hair was made a little messy by Chu Ci, and his eyes were full of curiosity.
"I think even if I guessed higher, I wouldn't be able to guess a result like this, right?"
Feng Luo coughed lightly again, looked away, and then spoke, "It's just that my luck that day... wasn't very good."
Chu Ci: "..."
Chu Ci couldn't help but pull the corner of his lips and said again, "Rubbish."
Feng Luo: ...
"I'll give you extra lessons later."
Feng Luo: ...I accept the garbage, but I don’t need to give you extra lessons...right?
This was a cry from a pure-blooded fighter who hadn't studied well since childhood and wasn't even sure of some of his words.
But this meaning did not reach Chu Ci.
The corners of his lips twitched, and he lowered his head resignedly, his expression looking somewhat pitiful and aggrieved.
Chu Ci looked at him like this, and finally smiled with the corners of her lips curved, "Okay, I'll give you extra lessons when the end of the semester is almost here, okay?"
As for whether it is possible to not make up for it?
Being semi-literate is not acceptable! Absolutely not acceptable.
Ling Yuan and others who were not far away said: So we are stuck here, not daring to leave, not daring to move forward, what are we supposed to do?
After Chu Ci and Feng Luo finished talking, Feng Luo breathed a sigh of relief, finally letting Chu Ci leave from in front of the wall.
He glanced at the people standing not far away, frozen and not daring to move, waved his hand slightly, then turned and left with the little girl.
Gone...
Just leave like that?
Several people were stunned and looked at each other.
Only after the two of them disappeared did they accurately realize that they had been used and thrown aside by the boss.
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