(MTL)Take the female supporting script at the Shura Field

Chapter 22

Chapter 22, Asura Field

    Shen Mi took her own pen on Lin Qingyan's draft paper, sketched out the general idea of ​​the question in three or two strokes, and helped her circle the important test points of the question. "Try again."

    Lin Qingyan, who had only memorized two wrong solutions, could only use a pen to slowly write the correct method that had already emerged in his heart.

    The other party's expression didn't change from beginning to end, only the look in his eyes was less like ice soaked than it was a long time ago.

    In order to understand Lin Qingyan's problem solving direction and approximate knowledge reserve, Shen Mi deliberately picked a few generalized example problems for her to do.

    Later, it was found that Lin Qingyan's question-making direction was very simple. She would write whatever she was wrong about, but she had never written it right.

    Supporting Yi with one hand, Shen Mi frowned slightly as he looked at Lin Qingyan who was doing the last question.

    He couldn't figure it out for a while

    , "System, I haven't memorized this question yet, why is Shen Mi not coming in order?" Lin Qingyan could only tentatively write a simple solution to the problem.

    Unexpectedly, he was praised by Shen Mi. "Very, smart." The other party pressed his voice and said slowly: "This problem is quite difficult. You can write this solution very well."

    Seeing that a long time passed, Shen Mi did not ask Lin Qingyan to do other examples. . I just wrote down the knowledge points of the wrong questions and asked her to read the book.

    Lin Qingyan, who was looking at the scratch paper, fell into deep thought, and inadvertently glanced at Shen Mi, who asked himself the question.

    "System, to be honest, he wrote it very carefully and comprehensively." It was very clear, and even the calculation of some formulas was written on it, including some specific conditions and situations.

    Although the system couldn't understand it, it still agreed, "Then Shen Mi is also very good."

    Lin Qingyan didn't finish the questions that Shen Mi had given until almost noon, because there were no wrong questions to memorize. So I just wrote a few simple solutions at random, and also mixed a few small mistakes.

    Maybe it's because he can't bear to keep Teacher Xiao Shen busy all morning without paying back. What's more important is that Shen Mi simply crushed it and poured it into her brain. If she didn't know how, then Shen Mi might think she was dementia.

    The wind speed of the air conditioner not far away is moderate, and the sun is sunny with the curtains drawn in the east, and the heat from the incoming light is filtered a lot.

    Shen Mi took off his glasses, pinched the bridge of his nose lightly, glanced at Lin Qingyan who was looking at him, and asked softly, "Hungry?" The bridge of his

    nose was high, and there were a pair of cold eyes under his eyebrows. Lin Qingyan just nodded in response, but looked out the window involuntarily. In a trance, I saw a figure in the square in front of the library, wearing a black basketball uniform, with light brown hair that was a little messy and fluffy.

    The surly temperament of the whole body is exactly the same as that of Wuzhou, and this person outside the library is not who he can be.

    Lin Qingyan's hand that was hanging by his side tightened unconsciously for a moment, and then quickly retracted his gaze, thinking that he was unlucky. For a while, her heartbeat seemed to miss a beat, and she didn't know how she got the illusion of being caught.