Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

Father Feng sometimes also feels sorry for his daughter.

Just looking at the little girl's hard work made him feel tired for her.

The driver also told Father Feng that Feng Qian went out yesterday.

He has also roughly figured out the cause and effect. As long as the little girl's personal safety is not involved, he will not interfere too much in the girl's private affairs.

In the following afternoon, Feng Qian, under the guidance of Chu Chen, figured out about ten questions. For the rest of the time, Feng Qian did not continue to deduct questions, but seriously summarized the question types and methods in the notebook.

For a question, Feng Qian often chooses the most troublesome way to solve the problem. After thinking for a long time, he finally came up with the result, while the teenager around him is holding a pen and writing down a concise problem-solving process on the page, with few steps. The answer is very clear.

Feng Qian sighed, isn't the brain circuit of the scumbag different from that of the tyrant?

She always took detours back and forth, and Chu Chen could quickly find the easiest way to get the answer just by looking at the question.

The girl sighed.

Chu Chen comforted in a warm voice: "To sum up more, you can too."

Feng Qian expressed doubts, looked at the young man with a light expression and dark eyes, and finally resigned himself to his fate, half lying on the desk, summarizing his experience and methods in an orderly manner.

Question types and solutions are carefully summarized and organized.

Sometimes, the questioning tactics are not as systematic as such a summary. Mastering the method and essence of a question type is equivalent to doing a hundred similar question types.

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By the time Feng Qian finished summarizing everything, she was so tired that she doubted her life.

The girl slumped on the table, tilting her head slightly.

"So...how did Achen learn so well?"

Summarize?

Looking at the fragments doesn't seem like such a diligent and serious person.

The young man's eyes were indifferent, his eyes fell on the girl slightly, and he said softly: "Probably, it is talent."

Feng Qian: "..."

Fine.

She knew that she shouldn't ask this question!

The little girl slumped back onto the table weakly, Chu Chen looked at the girl's dejected appearance, and couldn't help but smile, he raised his hand, and slowly covered the top of the girl's hair with the palm of his hand.

"It's okay, you still have me."

The warm orange light of the setting sun jumped into the room, and the soft light hit the young man's delicate face, outlining the beautiful facial features.

The years are quiet.

Feng Qian paused and said nothing.

After that, he went downstairs to have dinner, and then went back to his room. Feng Qian memorized the book for a while, then washed and rested.

The weekend was so busy.

On Monday morning, Feng Qian and Chu Chen took the same car to school.

Along the way, Feng Qian glanced at the lazy and quiet boy beside him from time to time.

The girl tilted her head. If she went to school with Mr. Chu Chen, would she be watched by the whole school?

Although Feng Qian had never seen and didn't know Chu Chen's influence in the school, she always felt that if she walked with Fragment, she would be watched.

Otherwise, find a chance to slip away first?

Feng Qian thought for a while, and decided happily.

The girl's gaze was very strong, and it was impossible for Chu Chen to ignore it.

The young man's eyes were light, and he tilted his head slightly to look at the girl beside him who seemed to be thinking about something. His fingertips moved casually, then he looked back and said nothing.

The driver parked the car at the school gate.

Almost as soon as the car stopped, Feng Qian opened the door and stepped out with her slender calves.

The little girl with ponytails was carrying a schoolbag, her school uniform was clean and tidy, and she stepped into the campus briskly.