Chapter 62: The Goddess's Childish Face

The formulas were all written, and the parentheses for addition and subtraction were added, and the result was skipped when it came time to calculate.

Sure enough, you can't do the question too fast!

Looking at the chagrin on her face, Chen Ke smiled,

"It's normal to make mistakes if you do the question too quickly, you can see that there is also that answer in the options, which is obviously a hole dug by the teacher."

He paused slightly, and winked at Yu Huan,

"Actually, I've stepped on this pit."

Once careless, more or less, it is easy to fall into the pit.

Everyone always has a bit of pride and carelessness, but once these two attributes increase, it is easy to make mistakes.

Particularly... Yes, on the math test paper for high school students.

Yu Huan glanced at Chen Ke,

"It's easy to make mistakes if you just look at it and don't do it."

Chen Ke raised his eyebrows as he listened,

"You did it, didn't you make a mistake too?"

Did she start teaching him a lesson?

Yu Huan held his chin very deservedly,

"I'm different, I'm a scumbag who has just started to get angry, and mistakes are inevitable."

And he should have been able to do better.

"Is there one?"

Chen Ke looked at Yu Huan, and the pen on his fingertips circled again,

"I don't think you're just a scumbag who is just starting to get angry."

With such a strong learning ability, it has only been three or four days since she started studying, and half of the book has to be read, is this a normal scumbag?

Yu Huan tilted his head and smiled,

"But that's the case."

Really, is that really the case?

Chen Ke was skeptical.

However, he did not continue to ask.

There are some scars that are always buried deep in people's hearts and are reluctant to mention.

And he feels that Yu Huan is a person with a story.

But as for delving into the story, it doesn't seem polite.

In the evening self-study, the class was quiet only with the sound of flipping books and writing.

Near the end of the last class, there was some stumbling discussion, and a good-looking girl knocked on the front door of the third class.

The girl was wearing a school uniform, her long hair was shoulder-length, but she didn't comb it up, and her big eyes were bright, if it was Yu Huan's appearance like a bright rose, this one could probably be described as a hollow valley orchid.

"Su Ming, your class's demerit sheet last week."

She called Su Ming, the squad leader of their third class.

Many boys involuntarily looked up, and the sound of turning books in the class stopped, and then the whispering of chattering sounded.

"Tong Yan, why did she come over today to send the deduction table?"

The school girl has been in the third year of high school, but she has always been focused on her studies and has never cared about these things.

Why did you come here in person today?

Didn't she step down as the president of the student council?

Su Ming put down the tip of his pen, got up from his seat, and walked over with long legs.

Tong Yan smiled at him, glanced at the deduction table, and raised his eyebrows,

"The discipline in your class last week was not bad, except for one Yu Huan, who was deducted 20 points for skipping class, there were no other deductions."

The goddess's voice was very pleasant, not too loud, it seemed to be just said to Su Ming alone, but it was able to make the students in the first four rows clearly stop in their ears.

A boy in the front row suddenly spoke,

"Damn, why is it Yu Huan again? Since she came, our class hasn't had a mobile red flag! ”

She has lost all the points!

For a while, everyone looked in the direction of Yu Huan.

And Yu Huan, whose hand was writing, paused slightly, and raised his eyes to look over.