"......" He stared in the direction of the fireplace, and although he could only see a large sheet of sheets, he seemed to be drawn closer to the room from the window.

Seeing Connie beating the cup with a feather duster, covering her mouth and coughing twice from time to time, rubbing her hands and shrinking back, he suddenly felt that such a scene was very interesting.

As for what's interesting?

I don't know, but he's in a pretty good mood.

‘lsright.’

"What's wrong? What to see? Although he was used to staring at Sherlock, it was the first time he looked at it and laughed.

Connie looked at the quilt and glanced at it again and again, but still couldn't get the point of laughter.

"You're a good fit for the job." He nodded affirmatively, as if pleased with the picture.

If ...... hadn't known a little bit about his character, she would have thought he was mocking her!

"Thank you......" Her mouth was half open and closed, and she really couldn't say thank you.

"Next week is exam time at St. Paul's Girls' High School, how are you preparing?" Sherlock abruptly changed his style.

Connie was stunned for a moment, and then was shocked: "Next week!" ”

Looking back for the calendar, a black brick came to me.

"Whew!" A muffled thud accompanied Connie's scream, and the BlackBerry slid from the top of her head into her arms.

"School is going to start at the beginning of February, and today is January 18th, and the exam is scheduled for the 25th, what do you say?"

Connie looked down at January 18th on the calendar, and suddenly had the feeling that something was wrong.

She remembered that Christmas had just passed, and it had been nearly three weeks so soon...... Sure enough, it's with Alex, it's too happy......

"Ah!!!!!h With a scream, the feather duster in Connie's hand suddenly flew into the sky, and in a breath, the door on the second floor opened and closed, and there was a "click", and only Sherlock was left in the room.

There was the sound of hurried footsteps on the stairs, as the door of the downstairs door slammed shut, and a feather duster in mid-air landed on Sherlock's long legs.

The slender hands picked up the feather duster without hurrying, plucked a hair out of it, and looked at the door that was ajar due to the elastic force, and a very obvious smile rose at the corner of his mouth.

St Paul's Girls' High School is a girls' secondary school in London, England, and one of the nine public schools in the United Kingdom.

Although the tuition fee is expensive, but her education is also well-known throughout London, and the diversity of subjects almost dominates other secondary schools, whether it is in the geographical location or the school's prime, it is Connie's first choice, and although it is an aristocratic school, this school is more friendly and polite than other aristocratic schools, and the students in it do not have the same unpleasant habits as those nobles.

The only bad thing was what Connie was worried about, and the tuition was a terrible amount for her.

Although Mrs. Hudson's ex-husband left her property, and she always said that she would provide her with education, but more than 20,000 pounds a year, that is more than 100,000 yuan, and it is only one year.

But there is still a turning point for everything.

For example, São Paulo has set up the top three places in the annual entrance exam, and they can be rewarded with half the tuition and fees, and the winner of this award must be a London hukou - this is what Connie has to thank Mrs. Hudson.

After halving, although it is still a relatively large amount, but when she is older, won't she be able to go to work, of course, these are her plans when Sherlock has not yet appeared.

After Sherlock's appearance, her life was full of dangers, but it was not without any benefits—for example, didn't she get a job?

Moreover, Mrs. Hudson also has Mr. Henry's care, which means that after she goes to school, she can ignore Mrs. Hudson's three meals a day, and I think Henry will not let Mrs. Hudson go hungry or eat the heart-wrenching and spleen-breaking poisonous dishes she burned.

Because of the help of the people around her, her gray income still looks quite considerable.

You might also be able to work part-time at a nearby convenience store or the on-campus library.

Looking at the overall situation, the current situation is very bright compared to before!

As long as she maintains her annual exam scores in the top three in the school, when she reaches high school, she can go directly to high school, not only without the pressure of going to school, but also the first place in high school is rewarded with free tuition!

Of course, this qiē is built on the condition that her studies are getting better and better!

The most basic premise is that she has to be admitted to this middle school!

Although she has been preparing for this for almost half a year, at this moment, Connie is still nervous.

There are seven entrance exams, including mathematics, English, and science (including physics, chemistry, and biology), which are required in general schools, as well as logic and intelligence questions.

Many schools will use logic questions instead of science questions, but São Paulo is to test both kinds of questions, and in the part of intelligence questions, accounting for a large proportion, most of these kinds of questions are left in the school's high school teachers to make some more tricky questions, to test the students' thinking, too rigid students are a little dangerous.

Connie was most worried about this.

In her previous life, she was a child who came out of exam-oriented education, although her temperament has been wild since she was a child, and she is a little different from her classmates, but in this regard, she is still more worried.

But for the other six subjects, she was less worried.

She once went to learn about the content of English, mathematics and science in high school - and then she skipped her worries and directly took a small notebook to do a practice, in addition to maintaining the habit of doing some problems from time to time, in fact, too much worry is still not, but she feels that the mentality is still very important, so she has been pulling herself - who let her suffer from the system before.

She didn't have a clear direction for the rest of the puzzles, the questions were all confidential, and she could only find some tricky games on the Internet to practice her thinking with a humble state of learning - you must know that no student can learn this beforehand.

After a while, Connie gradually got used to it, at least in this regard, everyone is equal, and intelligence depends on nature, so she kept this rhythm, and she has been coming over very smoothly.

However, who knew that she was captured by Moriarty.

Such an excellent rhythm was interrupted on Christmas Day!

What's even worse is that after going to the United States, she forgot about it at all.

If it weren't for Sherlock's reminder, she wouldn't have remembered it at this time!

Ahh!!h

Late at night, Sherlock couldn't get up to make coffee and drink, and the cup was still drying by the fireplace, so he got up at most to add some firewood, and the rest of the time he lay on the couch in a daze.

The reason why he didn't bother Connie was that he felt that he should let her go humane these days.

After all, going to school is still very important for an intellectual child like her.

However, his kindness apparently did not make much difference.

On the stairs, he saw Connie pouring coffee, her eyes bright and scary, but also a little fierce.

Like a little leopard going to war.

At this moment, he seemed to see her put down all her guards and reveal her minions for the first time.

Although this may only be a small part.

But I have to say that Sherlock is still very fresh and satisfied.

This kid always allows him to find freshness.

Not as good as the boring Baker Street and the criminals who acted according to the pattern, she was never surprised.

It seems understandable why Moriarty wants her so much......

Connie had just finished brushing up on the English and math books, her eyelids were heavy, and she washed her face with cold water and prepared to come out for two cups of coffee before continuing to hug the corner.

Stay up for a few nights and get a good night's sleep for two days, after which it's time to take the exam.

Even if it is a copy of the state she used to have when she went to school, she was treated very much at all times, and she couldn't help it.

But, apparently, her night owl system didn't bring it with her.

Although she has been like this for more than ten years, this body has obviously not been trained and adapted to her for more than ten years, and when she came here, she slept earlier than when she was in elementary school in her previous life, and rarely could go to bed late, the clock was used to it, and it was really difficult to change it for a while.

So when she was doing the question just now, her eyelids kept fighting.

"Sleep, just wake up early tomorrow and do it." Sherlock poured a cup of coffee and drank it slowly, looking in good spirits.

Connie looked at him in good spirits, "How did Sherlock stay so energetic?" She had to tilt her head to see him, for her eyelids were only half-open.

"People with high IQs sleep less." He told a joke in all seriousness.

Connie: "Hehe...... "She's stupid, she's stupid, okay."

His fingers swept over the books, and the mountain-like ones made him frown.

Can her brain be loaded with so much practice?

Don't use your brain any more stupidly.

"Connie......" He was kind enough to persuade him, but he saw her tilt her head and slam it on his arm, and the coffee in her hand spilled out and became wet.

When she looked down again, she was already sleeping like a pig, and her mouth seemed to be slightly snoring.

"......" suddenly felt his brain twitch.

In the middle of the night, he put down his coffee, turned his right hand to support her neck, flipped his left hand through her knee, bent down and got up, and picked her up.

After putting the quilt on someone, Sherlock frowned and walked out of the room, looking at the wet yukata with a hint of annoyance flashing in his eyes.

"Squeak......" The slight sound of the door turning.

Sherlock looked up and saw Henry, looking at him with a frightened face, his fingers still trembling at him, "You...... You...... You beast! ”

Sherlock frowned, "What are you talking about?" ”

Henry looked like he was about to have a heart attack.

Watching Sherlock walk upstairs without paying attention, Henry threw himself in front of Connie's door and knocked on it, only to hear a snoring sound coming from inside.

Snore!

He is a spicy daughter who has always been quiet and extremely well-behaved, and he is so tired that he is snoring!

Sherlock, this deserves to be struck by lightning!

What the hell did he do to his good girl!!