She was used to doing the difficult things first, so she held her cheeks and thought hard about how to do this Chinese homework.

Ning Xinhe was very honest after seeing her coming to the house, and she didn't go anywhere, but she was bored in the house, thinking that this child is not restrained, right? Just come and see her and plan to take her around.

I saw Song Yingying sitting at the table, holding the pen holder, frowning and thinking about something. When she got closer to see it clearly, she couldn't help but be happy: "What did Ah Jun arrange for you?"

"Princess." Song Yingying hurriedly stood up and said.

Ning Xinhe signaled that she didn't need to be polite, and walked over to look at her homework. When she saw the rigorous and complicated article, she immediately fainted. Looking at the math homework on the side, I was instantly happy.

Sorry, she's a science dog.

"Does Yingying not know how to do it?" she asked softly, "I have some experience in the number of techniques. The lord is good at these articles and so on. Would you like us to tell you about it?"

The dignified King Xiao, speaking to a little maid, she dared to say this. But she thought, Yingying is a good person, and she is about to be King Xiao's sister-in-law and Situ Jun's wife, so why not get close to her earlier?

"No, you don't need to trouble the prince." Song Yingying waved her hand quickly, she knew very well that when Xiao Wang faced people other than the heroine, no matter who it was, even his own son, he was just as ruthless, "Although it is difficult A bit, but I think about it and I can do it.”

Ning Xinhe felt that she was very down-to-earth and liked it even more: "Then do it, I won't disturb you."

When Song Yingying went back to her homework and started to do her homework, she was looking at her and felt a little itchy.

When she crossed over, she was already a graduate student, still in the Department of Architecture and Engineering. She had already passed the dissertation and was just about to graduate. Song Yingying's math problem is very simple to her. But she thought, Song Yingying might not think it was easy.

So, she felt itchy, and whispered to her servants to prepare a set of pen and paper, and wrote and scribbled beside her.

When Song Yingying was tired from writing, she came back to her senses and saw Ning Xinhe laughing aside: "Tired? Come on, change your mind, I'll give you a few lectures."

She simplified the knowledge she had learned, tried her best to break it down into something that children with no basic knowledge could understand, and explained it to Song Yingying.

Song Yingying looked at the draft on the side, and saw that Ning Xinhe had dismantled it many times before she came up with such a set. Feeling a little moved, I couldn't help pulling Laning Xinhe's sleeve: "Sister, I also wear it."

Ning Xinhe: "...???"

"You made this one from a binary linear equation, right? I will too." Speaking of which, Song Yingying puffed out her chest, "I've learned it."

Ning Xinhe: "...!!"

A quarter of an hour later.

The two sisters sat opposite each other on the bed, holding hands and looking at tears: "I never thought that I would meet my compatriots!"

"Me too!" Not really.

Knowing that Song Yingying came from 8102, Ning Xinhe couldn't help but ask, "How long is the fruit machine out now? Is it that long?"

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