Chapter 697 I Became a Fan of the Actor’s Wife (19)
Just when Fu Yue was browsing Weibo.
A paw of the milk cat reached over, trembling.
Fu Yue raised her eyes: "?"
Then she saw Fu Qingchen blinking and staring at her, saying coquettishly: "Sister Chu, my stomach feels a little uncomfortable and I want to go to the toilet..."
Fu Yue glanced at Fu Qingchen up and down, stretched out his hand, "Okay, hand over the phone."
Fu Qingchen: "..."
How did this woman know that he was going to find out the answer?
The milk cat retracted its paws sadly, shrank into its nest, and said feebly: "Forget it, my stomach is suddenly better again."
An hour passed like this.
Of course, this is only for Fu Qingchen.
Fu Yue stood up, took the paper in his hand, and scanned it ten lines at a time. Her delicate long eyebrows gradually furrowed and the corners of her lips twitched.
The major topics were all filled in, leaving no blank space.
As for multiple choice questions and fill-in-the-blank questions...
When she glanced at them, there weren't many that were right.
Fu Yue took a red pen, sat down in front of Fu Qingchen, raised her hand and gently pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose.
Three minutes later.
Freshly prepared test papers.
The bright 38 points on the top and the red crosses all indicate the fact that he is a 38-year-old.
Fu Yue held up the test paper in her hand and almost laughed out of anger, "Have you made progress? You scored 38 points on the 150-point paper?"
Fu Qing lowered his eyes: "It's too difficult, I can't do it."
Fu Yue took out the test paper from his last monthly exam from Fu Qingchen's desk and spread it out on the table like this time's test paper.
"Are this question exactly the same as this question? Why did you do it last time but not today?"
"And this question, wouldn't you be able to do it just by changing the numerical value?"
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Finally, Fu Yue slapped the test paper in her hand on the table, "Fu Qingchen, tell me, how did you get 120 on this paper? Did you cheat?"
Fu Qingchen's eyes were a little vacant, and his eyes were rolling. He didn't dare to look at Fu Yue.
Fu Yue sighed.
"Forget it, I already know your basics. You don't need to do these two papers. It would be a waste to do them."
Fu Qingchen felt like he had been stabbed in the heart.
Fu Yue continued, "Next time we will start directly from the first year of high school."
Fu Qingchen, who is now a senior in high school, felt a sense of insult to his personality.
Fu Yue suddenly narrowed her eyes and stared straight at Fu Qingchen, "Did you get the answers to the last monthly exam and then memorize them?"
The milk cat was startled.
With his eyes widened, he retorted loudly: "I didn't!"
Fu Yue sneered: "Ha."
"Since you can memorize so many answers, it means your memory must be good."
Fu Yue took out a stack of materials from nowhere and handed it to Fu Qingchen, "This is the Chinese recitation list for your three years of high school. I have sorted it out for you. You can start memorizing it now. I will come later. Silent writing.”
Fu Qingchen: "???Three years of high school? You want me to finish it in one afternoon?"
Fu Yue hummed ruthlessly.
The milk cat said with fury: "You are making trouble unreasonably!"
Fu Yuepi smiled but said: "When you don't know anything, what does it mean that you can even memorize the mathematical solution process?"
Fu Qingchen: "..."
In the end, after a lot of fussing, it was found that it was of no use. This heartless woman ignored him at all, and the young man endorsed him honestly.