Su Mo started learning finance temporarily, and it was made up in a short period of time, so there were quite a few small problems.

Yang Zhonghui explained the problem to Su Mo very patiently.

While explaining the problem, before I knew it, the bell for the next class rang.

Fortunately, at this time, the problem is basically finished.

"Study hard. If you have a question, you can ask me again next time. "

Yang Zhonghui also encouraged Su Mo.

"Okay, thank you, teacher."

Su Mo sincerely expressed his gratitude.

Coming to class and getting preferential treatment from the teacher, Su Mo is really very lucky.

"You're welcome."

After that, Yang Zhonghui left the classroom, while Su Mo packed up his books and sat back in his original position.

"Uncle, why did you go back again?"

Shen Qingyue couldn't help but ask.

"It's okay, it's the same to sit next to you."

The reason why Su Mo is like this is naturally because Yang Zhonghui cares more about Su Mo and does not mind Su Mo sitting behind Shen Qingyue.

Not necessarily with other teachers.

Su Mo felt that it was better to keep a low profile.

"Sister, what lesson is this?"

"This section is microeconomics."

"Microeconomics, huh?"

Su Mo quickly took out microeconomics from his bag.

At this time, the teacher in charge of microeconomics came over, also a male teacher.

This male teacher is also very good to Su Mo, and also let Su Mo sit behind Shen Qingyue, and ask Shen Qingyue if he doesn't understand questions.

"What's going on, why does the teacher take such care of the uncle (Brother Mo)?"

Many girls in the class didn't understand.

But at this time, many boys feel that something has been figured out, that is, maybe their teacher has also received a gift from his wife.

Being able to receive a gift must be caused by the live broadcast clips of Su Mo and Shen Qingyue, so I have a good impression of Su Mo.

The teacher's impression of Su Mo is good, and Su Mo is naturally very happy, so that he can learn a lot by listening to the class here.

Soon, the second lesson was over.

At the end of class, the teacher also helped Su Mo answer some questions.

While Su Mo asked the teacher questions, the other students packed up their books and prepared to go to the cafeteria to eat.

"Qingyue, let's go first, you just wait for the uncle here."

"Let's just leave first without the light bulb."

A few girls who had a good relationship with Shen Qingyue gave Su Mo face very much, and consciously left, not as a light bulb.

"What a light bulb?"

Shen Qingyue denied it with a smile, after all, there were so many people in the cafeteria.

If you count light bulbs, many people are light bulbs.

Li Wanyi smiled and left.

After ten minutes, the teacher finished explaining the problem to Su Mo.

"Thank you, teacher, for delaying your meal."

"You're welcome, just fall in love and don't bully my students."

"Teacher, my uncle and I are friends."

"Good, good, friend. Hurry up and eat. "

After speaking, the teacher smiled and left.

Su Mo returned to his seat, packed up his books, and then followed Shen Qingyue out of the classroom.

At this time, the entire teaching building was basically empty.

After leaving the classroom, Shen Qingyue couldn't help but say: "Uncle, you read the book for five days on a long vacation, and you can actually keep up, it's amazing." "

"Of course sister, you still think that my brother is bragging, my brother never brags."

"If it weren't for the tight schedule, I would definitely have learned better than you." If it weren't for your brother's language dragging your feet back then, you would still have to call your brother a long voice. "

"Really fake? Uncle, how much language did you speak back then? "

"Forget it, don't mention it."

"Tell me, what's the big deal."

Su Mo didn't say, but Shen Qingyue was even more curious.

"I won't talk about the specific scores, I can only say that my brother failed the first time in his life, and it actually happened in the college entrance examination, and I was really angry at that time."

Shen Qingyue didn't expect Su Mo's language to be so poor, and couldn't help laughing: "No, uncle, your language scores are too smelly, and you don't have a passing grade." "

"I don't know what's going on, language is really not talented. When I was studying, I spent the most time on languages. "

Speaking of this, Su Mo was really puzzled.

Shen Qingyue said with a smile: "What can be the reason for this, uncle, you don't have a literary cell." "

"Nonsense, there are so many artistic cells in my brother, how can there be no literary cells."

"Have you forgotten that painting? My brother even drew it. "

Shen Qingyue didn't want to debunk it, but Su Mo said that he didn't lack artistic cells, and Shen Qingyue had something to say. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

Shen Qingyue grinned: "Uncle." Don't think I don't know. "

"Your painting was drawn using Douyin's tools, and it wasn't fully animated."

"Your artistic cells have to say yes, there may be, but not too much."

"At least I don't think I have any artistic cells, but that painting, if it were me, I could paint it."

Although Su Mo's popularity is very high now, not every live broadcast will be on the hot search, so when Shen Qingyue said this, Su Mo couldn't help but react.

Su Mo looked at Shen Qingyue with a smile: "Sister, it seems that you haven't watched your brother's live broadcast." Are you there every time I live? "

Su Mo only knew that [Qingfeng Yue] was Shen Qingyue's ID, and did not know how many times Shen Qingyue came.

Because except for that bubbling method in Su Mo explaining how to draw, Shen Qingyue has not bubbled in the live broadcast room at other times.

As soon as these words came out, Shen Qingyue knew that he had revealed his stuffing.

Shen Qingyue didn't want Su Mo to know that he often watched Su Mo's live broadcast.

Because Su Mo didn't know, the live chat meeting was more real.

It's like when Su Mo said he wanted to teach painting.

If Su Mo knew that he was in the live broadcast room, Shen Qingyue felt that Su Mo might not reveal his method of painting.

So Su Mo didn't know that he was in the live broadcast room, and the live broadcast would be more interesting.

Shen Qingyue denied with a smile: "How is it possible, I'm so busy, how can I have time to watch your live broadcast." "

"I just brushed a short video before going to bed, and I happened to brush the live clip of your water friend clip."

"You know, Douyin's algorithm is like this, if you see it once, he will often push it to you, and you can't refuse it."

"From the live broadcast clip, I learned that your last drawing was drawn using the comic tools on Douyin."

"To be honest, uncle, although the gift you gave is sincere, it is not Doha."

Su Mohaha smiled: "Sister, my brother, as a science student, this is already very sincere." "

"Besides, sister, you really have to talk about the gift you gave, or is it my brother's sincerity, right? At least your sea glass was picked up by the sea. "

At this time, Shen Qingyue needed to remind Su Mo.

"Uncle, don't forget, I also fulfilled one of your wishes, so in general, I am more sincere than you."

"That's also true."

"That's it."

Shen Qingyue had a little pride at the corner of his mouth.

"Sister, in this case, you will suffer a loss, or will my brother make up for your loss with his body?"

"Come less, who rarely allows you to give your life."

Shen Qingyue smiled and patted Su Mo's shoulder.

"You want to be beautiful, if I agree, it will be a loss..."

Shen Qingyue's words were not finished, and the smile on her face disappeared instantly.

Because at this time, Shen Qingyue followed Su Mo to the intersection in front of the teaching building.

Just on the right side of the intersection, Shen Qingyue saw Shen Yiwen and Yang Zhonghui talking and laughing and walking towards the direction of the cafeteria.