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Chapter 2240 Another genius?

"Qingqing, you are here... Yu Changbai, are you trying to piss me off? What are you doing here again? How much work can a child do? Hurry up and go back to do my homework..."

Tang Yuanyuan came out of the kitchen, greeted Ye Qingqing first, but when she saw her younger brother, she immediately turned into a Lion Roaring in the River East, grabbed the little guy's big fat ears and reprimanded him, it seems that this kid sneaked over to help once or twice.

"It hurts... sister... show mercy, my ears are going to break, I've finished my homework." Yu Changbai begged for mercy.

"Go to the book when you're done. The teacher said that your composition can be improved a little bit. You use too few beautiful words. You should read more of the composition samples. I bought so many for you, but you haven't read any of them!" Tang Yuanyuan continued. Roar.

Yu Changbai rolled his eyes helplessly, and retorted: "Sister, the so-called excellent compositions in those composition templates have no soul. What you need most to write an article is your own thoughts and words, not piled up with gorgeous words. It looks good, but it has no soul, just like a wooden beauty, not as good-looking as sister."

Ye Qingqing twitched the corners of her mouth, trying not to laugh out loud, this kid has a sweet tongue since he was a child, and he is a natural master at coaxing girls, so he won't have to worry about marrying a wife in the future.

Tang Yuanyuan couldn't help touching her face. She had been smoky in the kitchen for the past few days, and her skin was oily. She would make a pearl mask to remove the oil, but she soon realized that this was a brat diverting her attention. Shang Yong used a little more strength, and shouted: "It's useless to flatter, anyway, I listened to the teacher, and the teacher said that your composition is not good enough."

Yu Changbai sighed and argued, "Sister, do you think the editor is the best, or my teacher is the best?"

Tang Yuanyuan choked, Ye Qingqing rushed to answer, "Of course the editor is good, but he is a professional."

"Sister Qingqing is wise, think about it, the editor has affirmed my article and published it in a journal, which shows that what I said is correct. Writing an article is not a pile of beautiful words and sentences, but a need for true feelings. Even the simplest language can make a good article."

Yu Changbai's speech was upright and strict, what he said didn't look like an eight-year-old child at all, Ye Qingqing couldn't help but look at him with admiration.

Fuck, is this kid also a genius?

Tang Yuanyuan frowned, unable to refute, because she also felt that what her brother said made sense, but the Chinese teacher had to listen to what she said.

"Then why don't you tell the teacher about publishing the article, so that your teacher won't always ask me about the composition." Tang Yuanyuan stared angrily.

Papa Tang couldn't find anyone all day long, so the Chinese teacher came to her, and said earnestly that Yu Changbai's other grades were good, but the Chinese was not satisfactory, which dragged down the total grade, which made Tang Yuanyuan feel embarrassed.

Yu Changbai looked at his sister speechlessly, alas... What will I do with this IQ in the future?

Fortunately, brother Tie Dan is not very smart, so it is good to be with my sister.

"Sister, the Chinese teacher runs a composition tutoring class at home. It costs 500 yuan a semester, and I only go to one class on weekends. She wants you to pay the 500 yuan." Yu Changbai directly stated the purpose of the Chinese teacher.

Who made his sister still haven't heard the implication of the Chinese teacher's words!

Tang Yuanyuan's eyes widened, but she really didn't hear it, and she was quite grateful for the Chinese teacher's attention to her younger brother, but she didn't expect it to be for money.

"Then why don't I pay the money so that she doesn't have to look for me all the time." Tang Yuanyuan hesitated.

There is another update, it will be in half an hour, let's go to bed first.

(End of this chapter)