Chapter 8 People Have a Lower Limit?

There was no answer.

Meng Yao hesitated, knocked on the door again, and raised his voice: "That...... I have something important to tell you, can you let me in? ”

Click.

The door opened, and the boy appeared, staring at her expressionlessly: "What's the matter?" ”

"You teach me to learn." Meng Yao patted the textbook in his arms and smiled.

A hint of surprise flashed in the young man's amber eyes, and then his thin lips outlined a contemptuous smile: "More than 200 points of brain, even if I can't save it." ”

Meng Yao kept smiling: "There is nothing difficult in the world, I am only afraid of people with hearts, how can I know if I don't work hard?" ”

"A genius does not become a genius through hard work, but he is a genius in the first place." Meng Haochen said lazily, "Vice versa." ”

Leaving this sentence behind, the boy closed the door.

Meng Yao stood at the door, pondering his brother's words, and suddenly twitched the corners of his mouth.

Isn't this turning around the corner and saying that she was born stupid and that there is no cure?!

This kid......

It's too much!

"Hey, you're just talking to your sister like that?!" Meng Yao roared, rolled her eyes, and threatened in a low voice, "If you don't help me, I'll tell my mother to go." ”

If He Jianing learned about this, he would definitely be moved by tears when his daughter knew about it, and he would use various means to force Meng Haochen to agree.

In the next second, the door really opened again, and Meng Haochen's face darkened.

"Come in and talk about it."

Meng Yao walked in, Meng Haochen pulled the textbook out of her arms, and casually asked a few knowledge points.

"......" Meng Yao looked confused.

There's no way, the original owner's memory and her own memory don't have these things at all?

She's at a loss!

"How the hell did you grow this brain?" Meng Haochen was desperate. "This kind of thing is obviously only the most basic, just take a look at it, okay?"

"It's not normal for people like you to be." Meng Yao retorted confidently. "Your sister and I are just normal people's IQ, and I don't usually study very well."

Meng Haochen: "......"

Although he had already known that his sister's grades were very poor, it was only then that he realized that he had overestimated Meng Yao before.

After asking a few questions, Meng Haochen found that Meng Yao's English was still reluctant, and his language was so-so, and Wen Zong could only be described as very bad.

But what is even more tragic than Wen Zong is mathematics, which has almost refreshed Meng Haochen's cognitive bottom line of "mathematical idiots" again and again.

Meng Haochen asked, "What is 30 degrees of sin?" ”

Meng Yao asked uncertainly, "Is it 1?" ”

"I'm asking you, not you."

Meng Yao hesitated and said, "Then 1." ”

Meng Haochen: "......" paused, and then asked: "What is sin90 degrees?" ”

Meng Yao's eyes were erratic, and her tone was ambiguous: "...... It seems like...... Also 1 ......"

"What about sin120 degrees?"

Meng Yao smiled dryly: "...... Hehe, how do I think it's also 1? ”

Meng Haochen's brows became tighter and tighter, and he asked again: "The odd change remains the same, what is the next sentence?" ”

Meng Yao: "...... People have a lower limit? ”

Meng Haochen was completely speechless: "What are you doing in math class every day?" ”

Meng Yao was speechless.

Can she say that the original owner is reading novels or playing with mobile phones, or is immersed in fantasies about that scumbag?

"Give me the book, I'll help you draw the key points, and you can memorize these basics first." Meng Haochen was helpless.

"Hee-hee, I knew you were the best, brother." Meng Yao patted her ass a little and hurriedly handed over a few books.

Meng Haochen took the book and glanced at her.

The girl's little face is smiling, affectionate and delicate.

Seems...... It's really a little different from before.