Xue God, you got the wrong object

Chapter 351

It is said to be tutoring, but in fact it is just that students take out their own wrong problem sets, ask questions in time if they have any questions, and they can still do other things when they are free.

But Liulan had too many questions to ask, Jiang Ling couldn't stop at all.

She talked dryly, and deeply felt the suffering of the people's teachers. While talking, she thought of Qin Shen, who is both the class teacher and the grade teacher. He heard from Jiang Shijing that old Qin could scold him for two classes without stopping. Jiang Ling suddenly felt that Qin Shen must have developed a golden voice.

Jiang Ling's group sat in the front, and the tutoring was in full swing, so they didn't have time to pay attention to Jiang Shijing's situation behind them.

Jiang Shijing's team...

Zhou Ming couldn't speak well.

Jiang Shijing took the notebook and a pen, and brought over the wrong question book that Zhou Ming had taken out with trepidation. After a few glances, he found that many of the wrong questions were of the same type.

He picked one, and the tip of the pen tapped on the question number crisply, and there was another "click".

It beat Zhou Ming's heart tightly.

"This question is actually very simple."

Zhou Ming barely controlled his trembling body, and when he took a closer look, he felt even more sad and wanted to cry.

Is it simple?

He is wrong every time.

And this question is easy in Jiang Shijing's eyes?
He didn't hear a word of what Jiang Shijing said next.

He really didn't understand, and he was so afraid that he couldn't understand.

The whole body's breath is restrained, for fear that any breath will be wrong.

Then he heard an impatient "tsk" from the side.

Zhou Ming's whole body was tense at this moment, and cold sweat was breaking out on his forehead in the early spring weather.

Come on, come on, look, the boss really thinks he is too stupid, and feels impatient and wants to hit someone!

Zhou Ming closed his eyes.

The fist didn't come down, only Jiang Shijing next to him said lightly, "Have you brought your homework yet?"

Zhou Ming was taken aback, his trembling legs loosened under the table, trembling, he touched his schoolbag, "Bring..."

There are also weekend papers in his schoolbag.

Jiang Shijing said, "Okay, you do your homework, lend me a draft book, and I'll take the wrong set of questions."

Zhou Ming handed over all the things, Jiang Shijing took the things and left his seat without saying anything, and sat in the last seat by the window in the classroom.

In an instant, there were six or seven positions away from Zhou Ming.

Zhou Ming:?

……

Due to some time delay at the beginning, Jiang Ling and Liu Lan did not take a break between classes after the first self-study session.

Until the end of the second period, Liu Lan was too embarrassed to keep pestering Jiang Ling. She said timidly, "Student Jiang Ling, take a break and I will think about it myself. Thank you just now."

Jiang Ling put down her pen, smoothed her hair on her temples, and said with a smile, "Okay, it's all right."

It's so friendly, it makes people want to get close unconsciously.

Liu Lan couldn't help but look at Jiang Ling more, with admiration in her eyes.

Jiang Ling only told her one last thing, "Ask me if there is anything you don't understand."

Liu Lan nodded, thinking about what she understood but was not familiar with just now.

Now that class was over, some students in the classroom started chatting with each other in pairs in an attempt to enhance their relationship.

They are all from the same age group and the same school, and the speed of chatting and building relationships is pretty fast.

Occasionally, there are those who are immersed in thinking like Liulan.

Jiang Ling straightened up, but when she looked back, she saw Jiang Shijing who was originally behind her.

On the contrary, Zhou Ming was writing something on his own. Jiang Ling glanced at it. It wasn't mathematics, but English.

Zhou Ming had a look of lovelessness.

The people around looked at Zhou Ming with sympathy.

Jiang Ling frowned lightly, a little puzzled.

(End of this chapter)