Chapter 697： I became the actor's wife fan (19)

Just when Fu Yue brushed Weibo.

One of the paws of the milk cat came over, trembling.

Fu Yue raised her eyes: "?"

Then she saw Fu Qingshen staring at her with blinking eyes, and said coquettishly: "Sister Chu, I feel a little sick in my stomach, I want to go to the bathroom..."

Fu Yue swept Fu Qingshen's eyes up and down, and stretched out her hand, "Yes, hand over the phone."

Fu Qingshen: "..."

How did this woman know that he was going to check the answer.

The milk cat retracted its paws in mourning, and shrank into his nest, weakly saying: "Forget it, my stomach is all right again."

An hour passed so hard.

Of course, this is only for Fu Qingshen.

Fu Yue stood up and took the paper in his hand and swept it across ten lines, her delicate long eyebrows gradually frowned, and the corners of her lips twitched.

The big questions are all filled, leaving no blank spaces.

As for multiple choice questions and fill in the blank questions...

She glanced at it and nothing was right.

Fu Yue took a red pen, sat down in front of Fu Qingchen, raised his hand and gently pushed the gold glasses on the bridge of his nose.

Three minutes later.

Freshly baked papers.

The dazzling 38 points on the top and the red crosses all show the fact that he is a 38.

Fu Yue raised the test paper in his hand, almost laughing outrageously, "Is it improved? Do you score 38 on the 150 test?"

Fu Qing lowered his eyes: "It's too difficult, I won't."

Fu Yue pulled out from Fu Qingshen's table the test paper for his last month exam, and it was spread on the table like this one.

"Is this question exactly the same as this question? Why did you do it last time but not today?"

"There is also this question, so you can't change the value?"

...

Finally, Fu Yue took the test paper in his hand to the table, "Fu Qingshen, tell me, how did you get 120 on this paper? Did you cheat?"

Fu Qingshen's eyes were a little vacant, and his eyeballs rolled gurglingly. He was shocked not to look at Fu Yue.

Fu Yue sighed.

"Forget it, I know your basics. You don't have to do these two papers. It is a waste to do them."

Fu Qingchen felt a knife in his heart.

Fu Yue continued, "Next time we will start learning directly from the first year of high school."

Fu Qingchen, who is now in his third year of high school, felt an insult to his personality.

Fu Yue suddenly squinted her eyes and stared straight at Fu Qingchen, "Did you get the answer for the last monthly exam and then memorize it?"

The milk cat was taken aback.

With eyes wide open, he retorted loudly: "I don't have one!"

Fu Yue sneered: "Heh."

"Since you have memorized so many answers, it means that your memory should be good."

Fu Yue took out a pile of materials from nowhere, and handed them to Fu Qingshen, "This is your three-year Chinese memorization of high school. I will help you sort it out. You can start memorizing it now. I will come later Write silently."

Fu Qingshen: "??? Three years in high school? You asked me to recite in one afternoon?"

Fu Yue hummed coldly.

Milk cat fried hair: "You are making trouble without reason!"

Fu Yue smiled and didn't smile: "When you can't know anything, what's the point of memorizing the mathematical solution process?"

Fu Qingshen: "..."

In the end, Hu Chuan tangled up but found it was useless. This unintentional woman ignored him at all, and the young man honestly endorsed him.