Chapter 302: Senior, He's Not Serious! 48

The little girl was only frozen for a while, a little dizzy and runny.

Just a bag of powder, three or two days will be fine.

And then it took some time.

The little milk cat has also been raised to be more fleshy and lively, and during this time the blue membrane gradually faded, revealing a pair of clear light blue eyes.

I haven't chosen a name before, and Qinghui came to train the cat and shouted all day long.

Later, there was no need to choose a name, and the little milk cat obviously only reacted to the word little brother, knowing that it was calling it.

And after Qinghui's unremitting correction during this time.

The little brother's meow meow finally turned into a mixed meow meow.

At first glance, it makes you want to laugh.

But one person and one cat, one is energetic to teach, and the other is energetic to learn.

They are all serious, and no one feels that they have a problem.

It's just extreme self-confidence.

It is now the middle and late stages of the first semester, and as a junior, Tang Qing is obviously busy.

As a chemistry major, Qinghui's courses are gradually becoming busy.

Except for the little girl who occasionally wanted to do something to him, Tang Qing carried out his studies every day, listening to the meow and whining in his apartment to communicate back and forth, and then looking at the little girl's arrogant little appearance, Tang Qing only felt that he saw two small animals exchanging feelings.

All in all, it's focus, too focused.

His cub should be able to take a grade 10 certificate in cat language.

When she was tired of teaching, she put down a sentence, you are too stupid, and then ran to the sofa and lay down the corpse, not caring who was who at all.

The little milk cat who couldn't understand human speech was still meowing and meowing under the sofa.

Tang Qing closed his laptop and glanced at the little girl who was lying on the sofa in an autistic state.

He couldn't help but smile, moved over to sit, and reached out to touch Qinghui's shoulder.

"Huihui."

Qinghui turned his head and gave him a look of what are you doing, and then twisted his little head back again.

Persistent autism.

It's so tiring to teach my little brother!

Don't disturb Lord Lingjian's rest.

Snort –

"The notice of the Digital International Competition has come down, and there may be half a month after that, to participate in the competition, the School of Mathematics and the School of Chemistry together, if I remember correctly, there are also places in the freshman year?"

It's just hard to get it.

Tang Qing thought about it and raised his eyebrows.

It's only the first semester, and he doesn't really know what the little girl's grades are, after all, college is not like junior high school, regular testing and assessment, and college only has a general assessment exam at the end.

And the little girl's previous results in the college entrance examination must be enough.

But after his research during this time, the little girl has a good time......

When you are full of food and sleep, you are full of sleep and food, and all you think about is candy and dim sum cakes.

I really haven't read any chemistry books she has ever used.

For the subsequent selection examination...... Does he want to trick children into learning with him?

It's just that the assessment of chemistry is relatively advanced, and you can't pass the freshman year, unless you study it yourself in advance.

Tang Qing thought so in his heart.

But in fact, it is also a coincidence, when she first entered the shuttle in place, Qinghui's profession was related to these things, and after hearing things once, the little girl has always been impatient to listen to others say it a second time.

And I always feel that others are noisy.