Since the benefactor wants to let himself learn, then let's learn.

The little ginseng spirit thinks that he is actually quite smart, but he didn't like to learn at the beginning.

Who would have thought that before he had time to ascend to find his benefactor, he would have to come to these places to help his benefactor resurrect first.

The Lord God said that the benefactor had been assassinated and his soul was shattered into slag, and she had to save him, and then bring back the pieces and resurrect the benefactor.

Otherwise, even if she succeeds in ascending, her benefactor will be gone.

The little ginseng essence has worked hard for so many years, and it is dedicated to soaring, in order to see the benefactor, and he has not expressed his gratitude in person.

If the benefactor is cold, what is the point of her ascension?

"Okay." After thinking about it, Wen Ling was not very happy to say that it was not impossible to learn.

"I see, Wen Heng." After responding, the little girl pursed her lips, her head was wilting, and she was a little unhappy.

Wen Heng himself has been studious since he was a child, because he knows that he has no other choice and no way out than to learn.

So, he didn't know what those students who didn't like to study thought.

But when I looked at the little girl, my little head was no longer smart, and she turned around happily and stopped talking.

The hair didn't seem to be very happy, and Wen Heng was a little panicked.

Gao Leng Xueshen, and the school grass adult, at this time, his expression collapsed tightly, pursed his lips, and then took out his mobile phone and quietly opened the browser.

[What do students think if they don't like to study?] 】

There were a lot of replies at the bottom, and Wen Heng also looked at it carefully.

[Don't like to study? That's underplaying, just two more hits. 】

[Filial piety comes out under the stick. 】

[Don't like to study? That's not playing well. 】

……

Wen Heng: ??

What are these horses?

Wen Heng frowned slightly, turned off these things, and then reflected on himself.

Well, in his memory, the neighbor's children were often beaten by their parents and mixed doubles because of their homework.

He could hear it from several floors.

Is it really underwhelming when you think about it?

But looking at the little girl in front of him, the skinny little one, what should he do?

Really hit?

I can't do it at all.

Just think about it, he thinks that the hand that beats people can be chopped off, and it is useless to keep it.

Wen Heng, who has always been cold and careless, does not ask about the world, feels that he has encountered the problem of the century.

However, he hoped that the little girl could be with him.

At the very least, read the book well.

You can't fight, you can't force it, what should you do?

In the future, between classes and on weekends, help her tutor together.

He had already finished his senior year of high school, and now he doesn't know how many sets of papers he has brushed.

I'm not afraid, I can't keep up if I don't finish my class.

In addition, there are various study plans that need to be made, so you have to think about it for the little girl.

Wen Heng was thinking about these things in a class, and he also made a particularly detailed study plan for Wen Ling.

Wen Ling, who didn't know anything about this, was looking at the knowledge points at this time.

As a result, I read two pages in one lesson.

It is difficult to make an illiterate person progress too quickly all at once.

Therefore, the little ginseng is also looking for rhythm now.

She also knows that the efficiency of reading two pages of knowledge points in one class is too low.

However, now she is not familiar with it, and it may be understood slowly.

If she looks for her feelings, she will definitely be able to learn well.

If you don't do it, you have to do it, and if you want to do it, you have to do it well.

It's just like when she was still only a ginseng, opening up her spiritual wisdom, relying on herself, cultivating by herself, almost soaring, or relying on herself.