Song Tingchuan, who became a make-up teacher, was what Zhou Qian thought of him

devil

Vonimana is not a book, it is a dozen

There are at least ten books by sight, and now that the course is more than halfway through, there are a lot of things in each book, and under such a premise, copy each place five times

Zhou Qian seriously doubted that Brother Chuan was not willing to copy the comma recently, and was ready to take his to make up the number when the time came.

Ma Dan wants Brother Chuan to return the money

However, after Song Tingchuan threw down that sentence, he really left Zhou Qian to go to sleep, Zhou Qian stared at the stack of books in his hand with a tangled face, and finally walked to the desk silently, took out the paper and pen that Song Tingchuan had already prepared and copied it.

People are under the eaves and have to bow their heads.

Anyway, with Brother Chuan's art festival helping him so wholeheartedly, he didn't believe that Brother Chuan would deliberately tease him.

And Zhou Qian firmly believes that compared to being assigned to Su Nan, he is already very happy now.

When he worked hard to copy until sunset, finally finished copying five times, and dragged his heavy body to the living room to call Song Tingchuan in exhaustion, Song Tingchuan yawned and woke up.

Zhou Qian""

I really want to hit someone, what should I do?

Thinking that he was copying so hard, this person was sleeping on the side, and Zhou Qian felt that his hands were itchy.

Song Tichuan took Zhou Qian's notebook, and while flipping through it, he aimed at Zhou Qian's expression with his afterglow, as if he knew what he was thinking, Song Tingchuan lifted his lips and sneered

"Do you think I'm not tired after sleeping for so long?"

Zhou Qian: "Then why don't you exchange with me?"

Song Tingchuan stopped turning the page, sat on the sofa and looked up at Zhou Qian with Erlang's legs crossed

"I sleep to replenish brain cells, you can only metabolize body waste when you sleep, can it be the same?"

Zhou Qian""

Yes, yes, damn it, you have good grades and say anything

Seeing that Zhou Qian didn't speak for a long time, Song Tingchuan continued to flip through the book in his hand, and asked casually after a few flips

"Structural Hierarchy of Living Systems"

Zhou Qian "Forehead"

"Method for Determining Parity of Functions"

Zhou Qian: "That"

"Newton's Third Law"

Zhou Qian "e"

"What are the zone time and time zone?"

Zhou Qian""

"The Content of the Scientific Outlook on Development"

Zhou Qian finally collapsed, "Brother, can you give some hints?"

Song Tingchuan closed the notebook in his hand expressionlessly and looked at Zhou Qian coldly

"Did the exam proctor give you any hints?"

Zhou Qian""

"I'll let you copy and memorize at the same time, and if you dare to love you, you will have no brains to copy your brain."

"It's good that I can copy it so quickly"

"I set a time for you, and you have to finish copying it as soon as possible, is it the purpose of copying, I want you to remember?"

"Nima is your time money"

"You're short of money"

Zhou Qian""

There is no shortage, but the money is poorly spent.

Song Tingchuan threw the notebook in his hand into Zhou Qian's arms

"Take it and copy it again."

Zhou Qian""

No way

"I haven't eaten dinner yet."

Song Tingchuan raised his eyebrows, as if he realized that it was time for dinner.

"That's okay, that's all for today's lesson, you go back and go home after eating and copy it."

The air fell silent all at once.

After at least ten seconds, Zhou Qian screamed suddenly

"What do you want me to come home?"

Song Tingchuan rubbed his ears and stared at Zhou Qian with an unkind gaze

"Why do you want to stay all night?"

"I'm not, Brother Chuan, you don't plan to invite me to a meal"

cheated him for so much money, and he didn't give him a meal