[who are you? Are you really learning from God?!]


    [high imitation? This must be high imitation?]


    [harm, people play marketing very 6 well.]


    [little brother, my homework tonight is also very difficult. Can you teach me along the table, whining...]


    Not to mention netizens, even Xiang Xing at this time holds his mobile phone with a masked face.


    Strange.


    It seems that He Xi didn''t say he would open such a microblog number.


    The little guy is holding his soft meat face with his small hands, wondering whether to confirm with him


    But at this time, the mobile phone suddenly vibrated.


    He Xi called first.


    "I think 99% of you can''t learn by distance teaching tonight."


    A deep and pleasant voice came from the microphone with a hint of irresistibility.


    "Ten minutes later, Da Zhou will drive a gray Honda to the parking lot on the second floor of your community, take your homework and go with him, you know."


    "... ah?"


    Xiang Xing reacted in a moment.


    But the other side has beeped up the phone.


    The little guy stared silently at the mobile phone screen showing the end of the call for a long time.


    But I can only dress up, carry my schoolbag and go downstairs


    ……


    Sure enough, ten minutes later, Da Zhou appeared in front of Xiang Xing with a smile.


    After another 20 minutes, the car slowly stopped in front of a coffee shop located in the supporting facilities of an ultra-high-end community, which is secluded and elegant.


    Then, escorted by a group of elite bodyguards of the he family, he turned seven corners and came to the innermost private room of the cafe.


    "Miss Xiang, please come in."


    Da Zhou respectfully opened the private room door.


    Xiang Xing saw that He Xi had indeed sat inside, calmly and quickly tapping the laptop keyboard.


    She vaguely looked at the screen and found that he seemed to happily ask and answer you with netizens and fans on his microblog


    "That microblog is really you?"


    The little guy raised his eyebrows, took off his schoolbag, pulled up his chair and sat on the side of the boy.


    "Do you want someone else?"


    He Xi smiled low. His tea crystal eyes glanced at her lightly and turned back quickly.


    Continue typing.


    The girl became more and more curious because of her calm appearance.


    She pursed her pink lips and couldn''t help getting closer, peeping at the screen.


    Um.


    Sure enough, as she expected, there were 100000 reasons.


    [brother Xueshen! How old are you? What''s your constellation?]


    @Perfect God boy deskmate V: she won''t let me say.


    "... when did I say that?"


    The little guy couldn''t help whispering BB.


    ……


    [then, little brother Xueshen, do you really get full marks in the whole subject? How? What brain tonic products do you usually eat?]


    @Perfect Xueshen male deskmate V: I eat whatever she usually eats.


    "... it''s a lie. Obviously, only milk tea is drunk together, and it''s only the same milk tea shop. The tastes are different."


    The little guy kept his mouth open and continued BB.


    ……


    [... What?! so does my little brother eat with Xingzai every day!! what''s the fairy in the sleeping trough?!]


    "... that is, the same school, the same canteen..."


    Make complaints about the little guy, and the computer suddenly pulled to her.


    "Since you want to say so, please reply."


    He Xi slightly grimaced, raised his slender palm and made an invitation gesture to her, "come on, register."


    “……”


    Xiang Xing was suddenly a little counselled.