ARIEWTT Chapter 20

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Pang Zifei has been upset recently.

Although he won the championship in e-sports, he was still very angry.

The reason for his unhappiness is that boy who followed behind Chi Xiaofang like a stalker.

Pang Zifei really couldn't think of it. He was just participating in a competition and skipping an autumn trip. How could he be stole of his own kid(CF)!

The high school cafeteria was crowded at noon, and Pang Zifei queued for a long time before buying his favorite pickled fish. Looking out from the crowd, Chi Fang and Yu Mo have found their seats. He rolled his eyes, walked over and fiercely placed his plate opposite Chi Xiaofang, and sat down.

The pickled fish in the cafeteria is one of the few delicious dishes, but Pang Zifei felt like he eats nothing.

He is full of anger!

Yu Mo didn't care about Pang Zifei's glare at all and handed Chi Fang a bottle of drink.

Chi Fang took it with a smile, "Do you like this brand too?"

Before, when he was in the bus, it was this brand of beverage on Yu Mo's bag.

Yu Mo hesitated and nodded.

He has nothing to dislike. He buy this just because he sees the Chi Fang often buy it. Speaking of which, until now he has not figured out why he is afraid of Chi Fang.

Chi Fang's physical strength is not that strong. Just one glance, Yu Mo knows that Chi Fang cannot beat him. As for other aspects, Yu Mo couldn't think of any place where he could feel the threat.

So why is he so afraid till stiff hands and feet because Chi Fang’s approaching, and then his heart, beats faster?

Chi Fang finished eating his noodles with two mouthfuls, and turned around to find that Yu Mo was eating more and more slowly, and finally the chopsticks stopped. Looking straight at the plate in front of him, the whole person looked as if being reboot, and didn't know what he was thinking.

"What's wrong? The dishes are not delicious?" Chi Fang asked.

Yu Mo looked back and shook his head. Pang Zifei watched Yu Mo's indifferent attitude towards Chi Fang, squinting slightly, and biting off the fish head on the plate.

When three people returned to the classroom, Pang Zifei couldn't help but dragged Chi Fang to the side of the corridor. "No, what’s going on with you and Yu Mo? Why are you two so close?! "

Chi Fang was puzzled and didn't understand why Pang Zifei responded so much, "Just ... become a friend."

"What good is that person, someone who can’t speak and cold. Who will be friends with him! If you are bullied by him, Chi Xiaofang, tell me, I'll help you kick him!" Pang Zifei can’t believe it. He (CF) must have been bullied and can't resist, so he made friends with that guy.

Chi Fang was silent for a few seconds, "Yu Mo didn't bully me. He is good, and ..." Chi Fang looked strangely up and down Pang Zifei.

"What else?" Pang Zifei was at a loss.

"You won't fight with Yu Mo, right?" Chi Fang asked.

Pang Zifei rolled his eyes, "No, but now I think I need to fight." Even if the guy is not friendly to him, he actually bullies Chi Xiaofang and threatens Chi Fang to be friends with him. Chi Xiaofang had a good heart and care about him, he couldn't spare Yu Mo so lightly.

"Oh, I advise you not to." Chi Fang said seriously, "Yu Mo is very good."

Pang Zifei glanced suspiciously at Chi Fang, but didn't say whether he believed it or not. Chi Fang didn't say much, anyway, for his face, Yu Mo should not be ruthless against Pang Zifei...right?

Thinking about it this way, Chi Fang decisively left this thing behind, after all, he still has another important thing now.

Betting with Wang Pengyu.

There is still a month and a half before the end of the term, and Chi Fang has not finished reading a bunch of books.

As Pang Zifei said, although Wang Pengyu is usually unskilled, he has study a freshman year. After all, although his grades are not good, he is barely in middle. Chi Fang found Wang Pengyu's transcript from the last monthly exam. The three subjects of mathematics, chemistry and physics were all terrible, but history, politics, and Chinese, a liberal arts subject that needs to be memorized, Wang Pengyu's grades were pretty so-so.

There are nine monthly exams with a total score of 960. Wang Pengyu scored more than 400 points and ranked more than 600 in school year. And Chi Fang ... Chi Fang glanced at his own score of only 100 points, and silently closed the transcript.

He should have no problem with English. Politics, Chinese, and history, Chi Fang has worked hard to memorize it. He don’t know if it is his own illusion, Chi Fang always feels that his memory is much better than before he is reborn. It's not as memorable, but he can has a general impression in his heart by just reading it

It's math and physics ... Chi Fang sighed.

There has been nothing about home tutoring, Chi Fang tried to read the textbook by himself, but he didn’t even study the junior high school lesson, and he was confused about many conceptual things. Don’t talk about the problem, sometimes he don't even understand what the question asked.

If this continues, 80% of his math score will still in single digits at the end of the term.

Chi Fang sighed deeply at the exercises on the table. Chi Fang's desk mate was a girl named Zeng Xiaoying. Zeng Xiaoying's personality is a little introverted and she doesn't usually speak actively.

Chi Fang tried to ask her question. Zeng Xiaoying wanted to teach, but she was too shy. She stumbled in one sentence, and then, more seriously, she forgot what she was going to say next.

After several times, Chi Fang was also embarrassed to bully the little girl, and had to be silence.

But in mathematics, it is true Chi Fang had a deep understanding of what it meant. Upon seeing the answer, oh I got it. Then he turned around and looked at the exercise. Alas, how to do this?

It won't work like this ... Chi Fang rubbed his forehead and lowered his pen and glance around the classroom.

Today happens to be the last self-study class on Friday afternoon. Pang Zifei left because of something at home. Pang Zifei's desk mate is the sports committee, also in the school team. The school team had training on Friday afternoon, and the sports committee was no longer there. Chi Fang couldn't find anyone to talk to him.

Looking back, he was in a daze.

Chi Fang blinked, his eyes suddenly flashed. He cleaned up the exercise book and pen on the table, hugged them, walked to the empty seat beside Yu Mo, and sat down.

Yu Mo was thinking about something, and the arm on the table was suddenly poked lightly.

After returning to his sense, Yu Mo turned his head blankly, and saw Chi Fang sitting next to him not knowing when, blinking at him with a smile, "Yu Mo, what? We are friends, right?"

Yu Mo looked more confused at the smile on Chi Fang's face.

"Look, do you mind give me a lecture?" Chi Fang pleaded.

There is no other way for Chi Fang, he also calculated it. If he wants to pass Wang Pengyu, the mathematics must be at least forty, but now don’t say forty, it is very difficult to get one.

Yu Mo took Chi Fang's book and glanced at the question. This question is not difficult, and it stands to reason that he can do it just by looking at the question. Yu Mo wanted to shake his head to refuse, but suddenly thought of the anxiety in Chi Fang's eyes.

And the status that Chi Fang had sent before...

*the QQ status in chapter 8

... forget it.

Yu Mo took out a piece of paper and began to draw auxiliary lines on the paper. Yu Mo rarely talks, and only speaks when necessary, but he does not speak quickly, and even occasionally stops and waits for Chi Fang to respond, and then continues to talk.

Chi Fang was like a chicken pecking rice, nodding and nodding, "Wow ..."

"So the result is this, do you understand?" Yu Mo pushed the paper to Chi Fang and asked.

Chi Fang nodded his head decisively, and Yu Mo not only made the question very clear, he even thoroughly analysed the type of question.

"Oh, can I ask you if I have other questions that I don't understand?" Chi Fang asked expectantly.

If he can hold the big guy's thigh, what math is he worried about, maybe he can pass the exam at the end of the term!

Yu Mo glanced at Chi Fang and nodded calmly, "Yes."

Chi Fang happily hugged the book and returned to his seat. As soon as he turned around, he saw his desk mate looked at him in shock.

"What happened?"

Zeng Xiaoying swallowed and asked inconceivably, "Did you just ask Yu Mo a question?"

Chi Fang nodded hesitantly, "Yeah."

"Yu Mo gave you a lecture?" Zeng Xiaoying's expression looked as if she saw a dinosaur resurrected.

"Yes, yes." Influenced by her attitude, Chi Fang was a little hesitant. "What's wrong?"

"Huh ..." Zeng Xiaoying exhaled and lowered her voice. "You know ... Yu Mo is the first in grade, right?"

Chi Fang nodded.

"When the first monthly exam, Yu Mo took the first grade, and then Zhu Ling in the class went to ask him questions." Zhu Ling is the most beautiful girl in the second class, and it is not much worse than the grade flower. It’s just that she is a bit arrogant, and usually don't talk to people very much. At that time, he didn't know why, and suddenly he went to ask question at Yu Mo. "Then, do you know what happened?"

Chi Fang was infected by Zeng Xiaoying's tone and lowered his voice. The two head were lying on the desk facing each other. "What happened?"

"Yu Mo only said one sentence after reading Zhu Ling's question." Zeng Xiaoying whispered, "I can't teach IQ*."

* something like if you have low IQ, I can't help you

For a moment, Chi Fang thought this is indeed what the big boss might say. The boss in the previous life spoke very ruthlessly, and even when Chi Fang talked about cooperation with the boss's company, he was afraid that he would say something wrong.

"Actually, it's no wonder," Zeng Xiaoying said a little more, and curled her lips. "Zhu Ling's question is not difficult at all, it's an ordinary function problem, even I can do it. She is simply using the problem because she want to hook up with Yu Mo."

"It's just that she didn't expect Yu Mo would not give her face and directly mocked."

Chi Fang couldn't help but twitched his lips. Based on his understanding of Yu Mo, he didn't notice how ridiculous the sentence was, he just told the truth in his heart.

"After Zhu Ling was ridiculed by Yu Mo, she cried miserably, and because of this Yu Mo's popularity in the class has always been bad." Zeng Xiaoying sighed, "I want to say that this thing is not to blame on Yu Mo, but he doesn't seem to care."

Chi Fang turned back silently, watching a person sitting alone in the last row, and suddenly felt a little unpleasant in his heart.

 

 

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