Don't understand.

Cao Fengnian didn't answer, but he continued to sit there, and his completely unmoved appearance was enough to explain.

Ji Zhanpeng: "......" woo --

Method or useless? Why is this Cao Fengnian so difficult to handle? Ji Zhanpeng wanted to cry, and at this moment he also looked at Cao Fengnian infinitely aggrieved.

What should I do? You can't really let Cao Fengnian sit in a daze or stare at himself like this, right?

The more I thought about it, the more troubled I became, and Master Ji Zhanpeng, who began to be a little irritable, sighed one after another: "I don't like to read, what do you like to do?" ”

yes, what does Cao Fengnian like to do?

After asking this question, Ji Zhanpeng himself was stunned. It seems that he has never really paid attention to this problem all along, and he has the impression that Cao Fengnian is his little tail, and he doesn't seem to have his own preferences, no matter what he does, he follows him.

He does whatever he does, and before today, he didn't seem to have to consider his preferences at all, because except for an abnormal attachment to food, Cao Fengnian didn't have any preferences at all like him, and let him do whatever he wanted.

Ji Zhanpeng frowned, Cao Fengnian likes to eat, but he can't let him sit next to him and eat as soon as he does his homework in the future, right?

Glancing at Cao Fengnian's small belly, Ji Zhanpeng imagined him holding something like a little hamster, although it was very cute. But according to his eating, he has no self-control at all, as long as you hand something to him, he will hold on even if he is hard......

Shivered, Ji Zhanpeng was a little afraid to think that he really gave Cao Fengnian a bunch of things, and told him to eat them all unconsciously, would the consequences really kill him?

You can't give anything to eat.

"What the hell am I going to do with you now?"

Ji Zhanpeng has a feeling that if he doesn't solve the problem now, he won't be able to continue to write his homework at all. Even if you have to write it, I'm afraid you won't be able to concentrate well.

He let out a loud wail, and there were words in his mouth: "What to do, what to do?" ”

Just when Ji Zhanpeng was racking his brains to figure out a way, his eyes saw his exercise book on the table, and an idea suddenly jumped up.

"yes, it's unlikely, but why don't you try?"

Thinking of the method he thought of, Ji Zhanpeng reached out and tore a piece of homework paper from the homework exercise book according to the idea of 'dead horse being a live horse doctor'.

Then, Ji Zhanpeng pulled the villain book in front of Cao Fengnian in front of him. Covering the work paper, he took a sharpened pencil from the pen case and carefully traced it, and soon the outline of a kicking and punching figure appeared on the paper.

Ji Zhanpeng didn't continue to trace in detail, and directly brought the homework paper to Cao Fengnian: "Interesting, right?" How easy do you see it is to draw an individual? You try, if you like you, you'll be like my brother, and we'll be sitting together doing our homework. ”

Probably because Ji Zhanpeng's performance and the expression on his face this time were too exaggerated and too eager, this time Cao Fengnian didn't protest him with silence, he was very supportive, and took the homework paper and pencil in his hand with a little curiosity, and covered it on the villain book like a whole.

"Tear--"

Cao Fengnian's first pen was obviously not grasped well, and the tip of the pencil hit the thin piece of work paper hard, and it was pulled a long opening, not to mention, even the brand-new villain book at the bottom could not be spared, and it was also harmed by the nib.