The Edge of Love and Pain: My Double Husband

Chapter 80 The world of genius

Mr. Fei frowned: "Let me solve your son's problem?"

"It's really difficult, you'll know it when you see it." Fan's father said solemnly: "I swear to God, I never meant to take advantage of you."

Mr. Fei didn't speak.

Xiao Huaixin asked: "Is it really difficult? I can't solve it either?"

"It's up to your dad." Fan's dad said, "You haven't learned that yet."

Everyone is silent.

I think it doesn't matter whether it's difficult or not, Fan's father is at least unwilling. If he knew it, he would have gone with Fan Yin. He couldn't finish the paper without sleeping.

Fortunately, Father Fan turned to me: "You see, the child has dark circles under her eyes, so tired. Let her rest, and you can help me." While poking me with his finger: "Call Uncle Fei."

I quickly leaned over with a shy face: "Uncle Fei, please, I can't even do it, I can't finish it."

Mr. Fei glanced at me and said, "There is no need to do the super-level questions."

"Generally speaking," Fan's father said hesitantly, "my son will not exceed the standard."

"Then why not at all?"

I don't know how to answer.

"The child was ill a while ago and hasn't been to class." Fan's father kindly explained for me: "The class has fallen behind, and you can see that he is still listless."

I quickly put on a "sluggish" expression, and from the corner of my eye I saw Xiao Huaixin pursing his lips and smiling.

Just make a joke, I guarantee that he can't solve those problems.

Mr. Fei finally couldn't bear the wave after wave of attacks: "I'll see it first before I talk about it."

After chatting for more than ten minutes, the test paper and the book were brought together.

Mr. Fei flipped through it, and Father Fan asked, "Is it difficult?"

Mr. Fei said: "It's all basic questions." Then he glanced at me.

Fan's father let out an "uh", took the paper, and fell into silence.

What he said before was so wicked, obviously Xiao Huaixin was also interested, walked behind Fan's father and took a look, he must have not learned yet, he seems to be a little interested.

I think they think I'm stupid, so I admit it: "I'm very stupid, so... I really don't know how to do it."

When Fan's father heard what I said, he immediately said with a shy face: "Fei Fei, please help me, I don't know how to fly a plane, I'm not familiar with this thing."

Mr. Fei held his teacup and didn't speak.

Xiao Huaixin hesitated for a while, then said kindly: "Father, can I try?"

"You haven't learned yet." Mr. Fei looked at me: "Already sleepy?"

"A little..."

"Come here at five tomorrow morning." He said, "I'll teach you."

Fan's father immediately pulled my arm and said excitedly, "Thank you, Uncle!"

"Thank you uncle!" Excited!

I happily rolled off to sleep, sleeping in the room of Little Sweet, and next door to him was the room of the boss version, with a completely different style.Xiao Tiantian's room is full of toys. This is my first time here, so I couldn't help looking around for a while, but I didn't find anything like a case, and I didn't dare to go to the next door without authorization, so I pinched him for a while. I fell asleep with my little lion cub in my arms.

Just don't sleep well.

At five o'clock, when I came to the tea room again, Mr. Fei was already there.

I greeted him, but he didn't say anything, still with such a cold expression.But I know his heart is hot!Definitely hot!Maybe he doesn't even know my name now!But help me with my homework!
With excitement, I sat next to him.

He didn't speak, and started to write on the straw paper.I finished writing it in less than 2 minutes, handed it to me, and asked, "Do you understand?"

I read it again, he wrote it very carefully, the formula is underlined, and the prototype is marked in the blank space next to it.And his handwriting is super beautiful, with neat handwriting, which penetrates the back of the paper.

I couldn't help admiring: "Uncle Fei, your handwriting is so beautiful..."

"Look at the content."

"The content is so detailed..."

"understood?"

"Yeah." I really understood.

He put the straw paper over: "Try to solve the five questions of No.30."

"Huh?" I won't!
"It's a modification of the fifth question." He was much gentler than Fan Yin: "Try it, and you won't ask me again."

Sure enough, it is a deformation of the fifth question, which is to change the concept secretly.I spent 5 minutes in the pit, and finally wrote it almost.

Mr. Fei also frowned when he got my straw paper.

I knew what he was going to say: "My handwriting is a bit ugly."

"Not ugly." He said very euphemistically: "But you can practice again."

In front of his handwriting, I don't have the courage to say that I am the champion of the provincial calligraphy competition...

So I said, "OK."

He added: "Look again, and see if there are any variations of the first four questions."

I've been looking for a while...

found it!
More than 20 tasks were done in a flash.

I got everything right, and Mr. Fei seemed quite satisfied.

I wanted to say something, but Mr. Fei was busy doing the sixth question for me, so he didn't say anything.

Mushroom waited for a while, saw him writing and asked: "What do you want to say?"

"Did you get up early in the morning to read my paper?"

"I just arrived too."

"Then did you notice the deformation yesterday?"

"Well, but this doesn't need to be discovered." He said, "Your knowledge points are not enough to reveal so much."

"How do you know what range my knowledge points are?" I was about to kneel down and kowtow, wishing he was our mentor!
"Pick a few questions and think about it to determine the approximate scope." He pushed the straw paper over and said, "Look at this one."

Just like the details of the fifth question, and the beautiful font, it is really a kind of enjoyment!I quickly showed off: "I'm looking for deformation!"

He didn't speak, and let me lean over.

It was solved quickly, and there were really two deformation problems, so I felt a sense of accomplishment!

In this way, in 15 minutes, one hundred steps will be done.

Mr. Fei asked, "Are you hungry?"

"A little bit, are you hungry?"

"Not yet." He said, "Take a break."

I hurriedly poured tea for him, and chatted with him along the way: "Isn't Huaixin very smart?"

He nodded: "It's okay. You're smart too."

"Thank you." Hehe, being praised by such a smart person feels...a little shy.I continued to look for topics: "Do you have any good learning methods?"

"Use snacks." Obviously he is willing to share, but it's too vague, probably all masters are like this: "Be serious in class."

"Then when you were my age, did you study until what time in the evening?"

"Study till the end of get out of class."

"Don't you need to do your homework?"

"I finished it on the way home." He drank tea, very calm.

I couldn't help but worship: "What about the college entrance examination?"

"Same."

I can't do it anymore: "When I took the college entrance examination, I learned it at three o'clock in the morning..."

He smiled and said, "That's not necessary, too short a sleep time will only destroy memory."

"Oh." I thought deeply, "I think so too."

He didn't speak.

I didn't know what else to talk about, so I said, "Shall I continue?"

"Wait." He didn't say why.

Then I had no choice but to continue looking for topics, because it was boring to sit dryly: "I really don't know why Fanyin asked me so many questions, and also said that I would be tested every Wednesday, and asked me to get up at four o'clock."

"He's too strong." Mr. Fei said, "When he was your age, it was common for him to stay up all night."

"He stayed up all night studying?"

"Ah."

"Then how's his grades?"

"Very well," he said, "his memory is very good, and his handwriting is beautiful."

I knew what he meant, and couldn't help making a bitter face: "Uncle Fei, I will definitely practice calligraphy..."

Mr. Fei smiled: "He hits you all day long?"

"Um……"

"Don't talk to him," he said. "He can't ride a bicycle."

"Huh?" I hurriedly said, "I know how to do this!"

Mr. Fei smiled again, but said nothing.

OK, I remembered!I will fight back against him!I promise!

While chatting happily, the door was suddenly pushed open, it was Fan's father, he sat down happily, and asked, "It's all done?"

"I left half of it for you," Mr. Fei said.

Fan's father immediately made a bitter face: "Don't do this, I really don't know how to fly a plane."

"Just theoretical knowledge."

"I have to find that woman for this thing." Fan's father almost collapsed: "It's okay if you tell me to sail the boat, but I'm really not good at it..."

Mr. Fei glanced at him and said, "Your son will be here soon."

Fan's father had no choice but to draw the paper with a face full of grief and indignation, and salivated through the book and handouts for a while, and actually started to write.

I leaned over, ah, his handwriting is so beautiful!Very elegant font.

He did not write as detailed as Mr. Fei. He only wrote the steps, and tried to be concise. He could write three lines but not four lines. .”

I couldn't understand what he wrote, so I had to ask Mr. Fei: "Can you check it?"

Mr. Fei said: "There is no need to check, everything is correct."

"But I can't read it." I said, "He writes too briefly."

Mr. Fei said, "You write down the formula."

Fan's father looked at him displeasedly: "What do you write it for?"

I hurriedly said: "I don't understand, even if I copy it again, I still don't understand anything."

"You idiot." He stretched out a finger, poked my head, angrily wrote the formula, and marked the page number on the back.

I'm sure and sure that he really only read the book once, but he actually memorized the page numbers!

In an instant, there was a feeling of rushing into the world of genius.

But Fan's father was so angry, I decided to coax him: "Dad."

"Ai!"

"Can I come to you every day?"

"What are you doing?"

"Teach me to do my homework." I said, "None of our tutors are as good as you."

Fan's father glanced at me with a smirk in the corner of his eyes: "Then who can solve it better, father or Uncle Fei?"

Uh……

I wanted to answer Uncle Fei, but I thought it would make him angry, so I turned to Mr. Fei and asked him for help.

A person as smart as Mr. Fei certainly understood what I meant in seconds: "Let's talk about him, after all, we need to use him often."

Fan's father snorted: "Ask Yinyin, he has learned all these. If he doesn't teach you, ask his mother, and if she's not here, ask that man. They both have this major."

(End of this chapter)