Chapter 100: The Brain Turns Backwards
"After taking a shower, clothes must be put on."
She knew that most of the boys were home alone and wouldn't get dressed on such a hot day.
But thinking of the muscles she had just seen, she was afraid that one day she would really not be able to control the nosebleed.
"Okay."
"Before you enter the room, knock on the door."
"Okay."
"When I'm in the bathroom, no matter what I'm doing, I'm not allowed to come in."
“…… Good. ”
Looking at the person who answered so happily, Tang Qiqi had the illusion that she was the master.
Qi Yan's other room Tang Qiqi had never entered, but it could be seen that this place was used as a practice room before, and most of the guitar tabs were placed on the shelves.
Tang Qiqi remembered the teenager who had a unique temperament on stage two years ago and played music that was immersive.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
Tang Qiqi simply packed up his things, "Come in." ”
At the door, Qi Yan stood there with a few exercises in his hands.
Seeing this, Tang Qiqi got up and walked to the desk, pulled out a chair and sat down first.
When Qi Yan put the exercise in front of her, Tang Qiqi thought of something and asked, "Will your parents come back suddenly?" ”
When the words came out, Tang Qiqi regretted it.
Qi Yan has never mentioned his family for so long, and his relationship with his family is definitely not good.
It's all to blame Xue Sui for giving her too deep a shadow.
Tang Qiqi was thinking about how to explain, Qi Yan had already sat beside her, and his tone was flat without any dissatisfaction, "No." ”
Tang Qiqi's gaze suddenly fell on Qi Yan's mobile phone on the side.
When she took it yesterday, she found that the appearance seemed to be no different from an ordinary mobile phone, but this is the latest release, and the price is approaching five figures.
Although Qi Yan's clothes are ordinary, none of the pairs of shoes placed at the door are not limited editions.
is different from her being rich but cut off from the economy, the person in front of her is rich but low-key to the point of being no different from ordinary people.
There are a lot of secrets hidden in the little kid.
"Seventh brother?"
Qi Yan's voice made Tang Qiqi retract his thoughts, and took the exercise in front of him and looked at it.
"Seventh brother, lend me your sight." Qi Yan said suddenly.
Thinking that he wanted to refer to the answer, Tang Qiqi didn't think much about it and handed over his exercises.
The more Tang Qiqi flipped down, the more puzzled he became, "Have you been distracted from class recently?" ”
"Hmm." Qi Yan was very honest and did not hide it.
"It shouldn't be." Tang Qiqi muttered to himself in a low voice.
This time, the accuracy rate of the question was as high as 60%.
40 percent, all the wrong questions are the most basic questions, but those that Tang Qiqi thinks are difficult, not only is it right, but even the problem solving process is extremely clear and easy to understand.
Tang Qiqi stared at Qi Yan for a long time, and finally could only come up with one explanation: reverse thinking is very active.
To put it simply, the brain is reversed.
The questions that Qi Yan got wrong are not difficult, and the basic reference answers can be understood.
Tang Qiqi, who basically had nothing to do with her, propped his head and quietly looked at the person who had changed his eyes.
The serious appearance adds a bit of handsomeness, if you are a scholar, I am afraid that the charm will burst.
He is handsome, fights with cows, sings well, knows guitar and is a scholar.
Who can bear this.
Thinking about it, Tang Qiqi's thoughts drifted away, and gradually sleepiness came up.
When she closed her eyes and lay on the table, Qi Yan stopped the pen in her hand and gently carried the person back to the bed.
When handing in his homework the next day, Tang Qiqi couldn't turn it over to the exercises that he wanted to hand over to Lao Liu.
Seeing what Tang Qiqi was flipping through, Qi Yan asked, "Looking for exercises?" ”
"Hmm."
"I'll hand it in for you."
Tang Qiqi breathed a sigh of relief.
You don't have to hand in other homework, but Lao Liu's can't.