At 7 p.m., the evening self-study session started as scheduled.
Little Qi looked at He Yanzhi beside her and could not help rolling her eyes. "Why did you say that? The study committee members had their eyes on you."
He Yanzhi had a headache from sleeping. He finally propped himself up and looked at Little Qi. "What are you worst at?" As he said that, He Yanzhi pulled out Little Qi's workbook. After observing her handwriting, he only said one thing. "Is this a dog's handwriting?"
Little Qi was speechless.
"Did I beg you to tutor me? I think the one in second place would be very happy if I went to him." Little Qi immediately snatched the workbook and pretended to get up, but she was held back by He Yanzhi.
"Forget it, forget it. I have to "train" my own wife. For this kind of thing, I don't need to fake anything." After saying that, He Yanzhi smoothed out Little Qi's workbook. "You're good at physics and chemistry, but sh*t at words."
