C68

Ever since his nose bled, all of the Gu Family's tonics stopped. Gu Mojing could be said to have gotten lucky from his misfortune.

The issue of the transfer was still going on, but he still had to meet some people sometimes.

The weather in the middle of summer was really hot.

She eagerly watched as Gu Mojing entered and after a while, came out as well. He sat beside her and took her fan, then fanned her fiercely a few times.

The Madam Gu asked with concern: "Mo Jing, why are you born so early?"

"How late did you think you were going to eat?"

The old man raised his head and glanced at him, "You have to change your temper."

He did not say anything, but the servant brought him some cold water, and he took a sip: "Wei Minmin, how many words have you memorized?"

"Quite a lot." She pulled out her English book and said, "Chief, there's no need to be in such a hurry. A level 6 student can only take the entrance exams at the third grade."

The old man snorted, "Mo Jing is in the second grade and passed the sixth rank. By the time she reached high school, Ya Si and Tuofu would be able to get the highest score on any test."

Man, Gu Mojing is so abnormal.

She wasn't abnormal, why would she want to compete with him?

"Lordmaster, that's enough. You go back and sleep a bit more."

"I don't want to sleep." The old man glared at her, "You keep forcing me to go to sleep, what do you mean?"

"You damned old man, you really don't know what to do. Second brother and daughter-in-law are here, do you really have to be 250?"

Ouch, she was wrong, she was wrong from the start. Madam Gu was not an old lady, but a very fashionable thought, she even said a two hundred and fifty.

The old tutor stood up and slowly walked inside.

Once the old man had left, Wei Minmin heaved a sigh of relief. He laid down on the cool mat and rested his chin on his hands. "Chief, do you know what two hundred and fifty means?"

Gu Mojing glanced at her: "So what if I know, so what if I don't?"

"Hur hur, no, I was just asking."

"How many words are there?"

"Quite a lot."

"How much is a lot?" Hearing her say so, he had a plan in mind. He didn't need to wait for more than ten.

He knew her laziness, and sometimes she was too weak to be forced, but she was not all the women he knew, and every one of them was self-motivated.

"Seven, eight, nine. You don't know, the old man pulled me along and kept talking to me about chess. I'm very active in learning so much."

"To think that I've let you down."

"Hur hur." She stuck her tongue out and smiled.

Lifting his head to look at him, his eyes were filled with interest. "Chief, do you know Korean?"

"Yes.

"Japanese."

"Yes."

"Wow, how many languages do you know?"

"Not much, about seven or eight."

Tsk, tsk, seven or eight kinds.

Wei Minmin wrinkled her nose: "I will tell you too."

"Is that so?" He picked up the water and took another sip.

"Father of Jamaica, Octagon Path."

Gu Mojing's water splashed far away.