Ye Yingfei looked at Yun Qingrui suspiciously, and couldn't understand, such a young person was too surprised?

But she's not a person who likes to get to the bottom of other people's business.

She continued to bury her head in the book.

Yun Qingrui pursed his lips aggrievedly, planning to continue to explode his liver with his tutor for another night tonight!

I don't believe that I can't exceed the same table!

This morning, the teacher was teaching on the podium, and behind the books erected on Yun Qingrui's desk, he was asleep.

Nightfly can even hear a small purr......

She propped her chin and looked at Yun Qingrui, who was sleeping soundly, with a big puzzle on her small face.

What did this kid do last night? Why do you feel tired?

……

When Yun Qingrui returned home that day, he didn't even care about the dog that was a brother.

As soon as I entered the door, the first thing I said to the housekeeper was.

"Grandpa housekeeper, hire two more tutors for me, I still have to learn tonight!"

is distressed about the little master's junior grade, and the old housekeeper who has two big black circles under his eyes: ......

He persuaded tactfully: "Little master, in fact, we don't have to work so hard, the tutor yesterday said that the book you asked to learn last night is a bit too early for your age." ”

Yun Qingrui thought of the table mates who read books faster than him and learned more than him.

He spoke solemnly.

"No, I'm better than me at the table."

Old Butler: ......

Are all children nowadays curled like this?

……

The next day, Yun Qingrui, who had already opened a small stove for one night, predicted that he had caught up with the progress of Ye Firefly, although the dark circles under his eyes were more serious.

I can't resist his happy mood.

But Yun Qingrui's happiness only lasted until he walked to his seat.

He saw the book that his table mate was holding today, and changed it.

It seems that the content is more difficult than the previous one......

The smile on Yun Qingrui's face instantly collapsed.

He sat down in his place and struggled for a long time before he mustered up the courage to ask Ye Hotaru.

"Tablemate, you, why did you change the book today? Don't you read yesterday's book? ”

It took him a long time to figure out the contents of the book.

Night Hotaru shook the book in her hand: "I've finished reading the one I read yesterday." ”

Coincidentally, today I met the enthusiastic young lady named Di Ling in the library at the school gate.

When she saw her, she smiled and teased if she had finished reading the book? If she finishes reading, she can also help borrow books.

After reading the book last night, Hotaru was still thinking about how to borrow the book again.

How can a good thing that is delivered to your door now be pushed out?

She immediately called Sister Lingling sweetly, and then handed back the book she had finished reading to Di Ling.

Ask Di Ling again if she can help borrow another one.

Di Ling was stunned for a moment, but she was very nice, and she really helped her borrow this book.

Yun Qingrui's gaze on the dark circles straightened.

See...... Finished reading?

"You, can you understand?" He pursed his lips and confirmed with Hotaru Night.

Ye Yingying glanced at Yun Qingrui strangely: "Of course I understand." ”

After staying up for two nights, Yun Qingrui, who invited a few top tutors, was a little autistic.

Everyone around him has always said that he is a genius among geniuses!

That's what he's always thought.

And I feel that all the children around me are not old and smart.

But is this table fat thing?

It seems that compared to the same table, the clown is actually ...... Myself?

Yun Qingrui, who was deeply hit, had big panda eyes and didn't even doze off.

At a young age, he fell into the first big confusion in his life, and he couldn't extricate himself.

Even if Ye Yingying is immersed in the book, she can feel Yun Qingrui, the tablemate, and glance at her from time to time.

His face was speechless and stopped, and he looked depressed.

It's like someone bullied me.

After class, Ye Yingying finally couldn't stand it anymore, put down the book in her hand, and looked at Yun Qingrui: "Say, what do you want to say, you've read my class." ”