National School Prince Is A Girl

After a hot pot was eaten, Bo Jiu was extremely satisfied. Just want to be handsome and come to see him tomorrow. He listened to the man slowly opening his mouth: "I am ready for the physics book, and tutoring starts today."

Bo Jiu has a natural resistance to physics. His fingers hold his squat and smile. "So, the efficiency of learning will be bad."

"In less than seven days, your school will start the monthly exam. Do you think that with your ability to learn slag, don't you make up the class so much, and the physical ability can pass?" Qin Mo took the pen over, and his face was still beautiful, and his voice seemed to be light. It’s just a statement of a fact.

Even so, our sister-in-law feels the feeling of being attacked.

Bo Ji couldn't help but start asking herself, who she was looking for to make up for her own class, why did she want to find the god...

"Get up when you are full, go upstairs with me, don't be so grinded by men." Qin Mo is wearing a knit sweater and has a belt in one hand. It is not so strong, because of this, Bo Nine is not good.

The great **** is too clean and dusty, and if he is not careful, he will be shaken by that face.

The ancient people said that the red water disaster is not unfounded.

She was confused by that face.

"Focus on one point."

The two sit in front of the same desk. In addition to the physics textbooks, there are various data lines, economic magazines, and analysis tables for tablets and psychology that God often uses.

Bo Jiu is more interested in the latter.

Qin’s slender fingers were knocked on the table, and the physics textbook was turned upside down.

Bo Jiu took this attention back.

The mobile phone that Qin Da Shen put on the side was shaking. He didn’t immediately go to see it. Instead, he asked Bo’s sentence: “Where do you understand?”

Bo Jiu’s fingers still wrap around his silver hair. After hearing this question, he is stiff again. Then, he looks at Qin Desert Road very seriously: “I don’t know where I am.”

The hand of Qin Mo’s book was stopped, and he turned his head to the teenager who was still discharging toward him: “I am very proud?”

Bo Ji touched the nose: "I didn't say it was very proud."

"Start from scratch." Qin Mozhi's fingertips fall on one of the formulas: "Remember this formula first, then..."

Bo Jiu is listening seriously. After all, this is the key to whether she can participate in the e-sports competition.

"Not right here..."

Unexpectedly, the people who Qin Mo taught were particularly patient.

Probably the schoolmaster is like this. In their eyes, what is physical, but some are in line with Xiaoyan, let them play with them.

During the period, Qin Mo also received two calls, which were all business matters, and were handled by the great gods, and handled very beautifully.

It seems that someone else has asked: "General Qin, what formula do you say? Speed? Density?"

"Help my brother make up the class again." Qin Mo is very dull words.

Another boss on the other side of the phone was shocked. He turned to his side and asked his friend: "When did Qin have a younger brother? Which one had a second child? Isn't it possible?"

"Brother?" Friends are also a look of a circle.

The boss nodded: "Yes, it is the younger brother, and he said that he is making lessons for his brother."

Friends:...

Qin Mo left his hand and held a mobile phone. After discovering the problem of Bo Jiu, he bent down and leaned down from behind her. His fingers wrap around and point to the exercise book in front of the young boy. The voice is slowly: "Here..."