"What do you think, what will the male protagonist think when he faces difficulties?"

Liu Xiaozhuang frowned and thought for a while, tilted the corners of his mouth, and learned from the male protagonist on TV, "Hehe, that's it?" ”

"Don't dodge your eyes, okay, do it all over again."

Liu Xiaozhuang's eyes widened angrily, as if the math textbook in front of him was the enemy who killed his ancestors for eighteen generations.

"Boom!" With a bang, the spine of the book slammed on the table, Liu Xiaozhuang pointed to the topic, and sneered on his round face, "Hehe! That's it? ”

The topic in front of me looks simpler, but I don't seem to be as scared as before.

"God, Sister Yangyang!" Liu Xiaozhuang has a childish temperament, dancing happily, "I don't seem to be afraid, I feel like I can write a book in one breath!" ”

"Then you try?" Ning Yangyang raised his hand and made a "please" gesture.

Liu Xiaozhuang picked up the pencil violently, ready to start, and the pen was like a thousand pounds.

After moving for a long time, a shallow mark was drawn on the homework......

"I, I, I won't ......," Liu Xiaozhuang poked his hand.

"No, that's right." Ning Yangyang slapped the table, "You failed in the face of the enemy, do you have to set a goal to temper well, grit your teeth and persist in the face of difficulties like a boxing champion, and vow not to give up until you reach your goal, and then defeat the enemy in one fell swoop!" ”

"Yes, yes, yes!" Liu Xiaozhuang nodded like pounding garlic, and looked at Ning Yangyang expectantly.

"Next is our most important cultivation path, classmate Liu Xiaozhuang." Ning Yangyang waved his hand, "Turn to the first chapter of the textbook, let's learn to divide within ten!" ”

In fact, Ning Yangyang was a little stunned when she saw the division within ten, she forgot how she knew it, and this was too basic, she looked at Liu Xiaozhuang's wood, and suddenly had the illusion that she seemed to be a mathematical genius.

“%￥#@%￥#@￥#……”

Ning Yangyang's operation was as fierce as a tiger, and Liu Xiaozhuang was confused.

"Can the male protagonist wilt?" Ning Yangyang grabbed his hair and looked at Liu Xiaozhuang, who was sweaty and a little confused.

When Liu Xiaozhuang heard this, he slapped his face twice, trying to make his eyes fierce, "Can't!" He said loudly.

"What I said before was too abstract, I'll give you an example of sorghum syrup, and then the ninety-nine multiplication table should be memorized well, and the division is the other way around."

"Ahh Liu Xiaozhuang's whole skin wrinkled after hearing that he was going to memorize the ninety-nine multiplication table.

"You are the male protagonist of Shuangwen, classmate Liu Xiaozhuang, will the male protagonist admit defeat when he encounters the difficulties set by the enemy? Is the male protagonist defeated again and again, and he vows not to give up if he doesn't achieve his goal, and even breaks his head for this. ”

"Think of Guo Jing, Huang Rong, Hong Qigong, and the old naughty boy." Ning Yangyang is kind and inducing.

Liu Xiaozhuang listened, his eyes became more and more determined, "I'll carry it!" ”

"One gets one, two two gets four, three three gets nine......"

The sound of the endorsement sounded, and Aunt Zhou finished the affairs of the supply and marketing cooperative, brought two large bowls of mung bean soup in, and watched her son wipe his sweat almost with tears in her eyes, and continued to start the rare scene of endorsement.

Her son would be at home to endorse and study! The ancestral grave of the old Liu family is smoking!

"Take a sip of mung bean soup!" After she gave the bowl to Ning Yangyang, she almost fed another bowl to Liu Xiaozhuang's mouth, Ning Yangyang was about to stop it, but Liu Xiaozhuang gave back seriously, "Mom, I can't drink it now." ”

"Son, it's hot this day, you take a sip and carry it slowly."

"No, I love to learn, I love to learn, I will drink after memorizing, and Sister Yang Yang will help me watch."

Liu Xiaozhuang, who strictly adhered to the study method of the male protagonist of Shuangwen, refused with his words, and Ning Yangyang stood behind and watched this scene with some relief and a little sadness.

In the world where I was a boxing champion, when I practiced boxing when I was a child, my mother was like this, every monotonous and repeated practice day and night, my mother took the boiled soup and quietly stayed by her side, and the same was true after having a nutritionist.

"Yangyang, why is there sweat on your face, wipe it quickly." Aunt Zhou handed over a towel, and Ning Yangyang wiped it only to find that she had tears rolling on her face.

His waist was hugged, and Ning Yangyang looked down at Liu Xiaozhuang, whose eyes were shining.

"What's wrong?" She cleared her throat and masked her nasal voice.

"Sister Yangyang, I feel like I can do the martial arts of the Ninety-Nine Multiplication Table!"

"I'll recite it to you!"