Luo Rong's tone was full of excitement and surprise.
Boss Luo, who always thought that everyone else was as smart as him, suddenly became energetic: "Will you? Come, try it?"
Luo Rong quickly waved his hand: "No, no, I won't. You look at me too highly, eh, but can you tell me about question 23? I read this question online, and it's the final question type of the college entrance examination."
Jiang Mo was listening to the two of them with his head propped up, but when he heard the words, he couldn't help but say the truth: "Actually, this is more difficult than the finale question." After all, the main function of its existence is to activate the thinking of those who are full.
For normal people who waste so much time pondering this kind of problem, it is more realistic to consolidate the foundation.
Luo Rong: "..." I don't deserve it. The boss is really different, willing to spend time on this kind of perverted problem.
Luo Nanqiu looked at the question Luo Rong had said, and thought that there was nothing wrong anyway, and he happened to be in a good mood, so he agreed with great interest: "Okay. I'll tell you."
Luo Rong suddenly couldn't care whether it was difficult or not, and the water was no longer installed, so he leaned over to listen with great interest.
Jiang Mo sideways gave Luo Rong a place to lean over to listen, and by the way, he also listened to Luo Nanqiu's topic.
It was the first time he had seen Luo Nanqiu give a lecture to others, and this time it was new.
It's a pity that things didn't work out as people wanted. Luo Nanqiu, who cherishes words like gold, said that he was brief and couldn't say it more briefly. He briefly introduced the idea of solving the problem.
A complex topic was abruptly finished by him in three minutes, but this person was fascinated by the confidence that he had already explained it in great detail and thoroughly: "According to this idea, will you solve it?"
Jiang Mo looked at Comrade Luo Rong with pity and sighed, "The premise is that he has to understand."
Luo Rong wanted to cry without tears: "That's right... I'm too difficult."
Only then did Luo Nanqiu realize that he didn't understand, but he didn't have any regrets for his explanation of the incompetence of water, nor did he mean to explain it in more detail, and he even regretted that he wasted three minutes: "That's fine."
No sense of accomplishment at all, I won't talk about it next time.
Sure enough, his good fellow countryman Jiang Mo was better, with a high understanding, and he had a sense of accomplishment after speaking.
Poor Luo Rong saw that he didn't want to say it again, so he carried the water glass to get the water in a heartbroken way.
I don't know if I'm particularly sad, but the expression is in place anyway.
In the evening, after returning home...
Due to some inconvenient reasons, Jiang Mo stood at the door of Luo Nanqiu's house with the cat in his arms. After taking a deep breath, he held up his mobile phone and called him.
"Hello?" Luo Nanqiu's deep and melodious voice came from the phone, and she didn't know if she was taking a shower or something, and there was also some ticking of water.
"Open the door if it's convenient."
"You want to come?"
"Hmm."
Two seconds later, the security door was opened from the inside.
"What's wrong?" Luo Nanqiu asked with his wet and messy hair on his forehead.
Jiang Mo motioned for him to look at the cat in his arms, and then without hesitation, threw the pot to Comrade Jiang Tiedan, who was innocent and lying with a gun: "It has to come to your house to play."
It's a clumsy excuse, it's just shameless.
The chubby orange cat stared at Jiang Mo with eyes like copper bells, and looked at Jiang Mo with shock. If it could speak, it would say, "It's none of my business, don't talk nonsense".
Luo Nanqiu said suspiciously, "It?"
Jiang Mo's face was sullen, and he continued to speak behind his conscience: "It may want to sleep on your sofa."
Luo Nanqiu: "..." Why don't I believe it so much.
"Don't worry, it's not shedding hair recently."
Luo Nanqiu did not dismantle his stage and agreed, "Come in."
Jiang Mo breathed a sigh of relief.
It was so embarrassing... but I couldn't think of any other reason to be normal and get away quickly.
Luo Nanqiu seemed to have just washed her hair. She took a dry towel and rubbed her hair, which was still dripping. "Sit down first. I'll wash the clothes."
Jiang Mo wanted him to go quickly: "Okay."
After confirming that Luo Nanqiu was playing with the washing machine on the balcony and would not come over for the time being, Jiang Mo did the most shameful petty theft in his life so far - although taking his own stuff shouldn't be considered stealing, it's just a shame.
I saw that he put Jiang Tiedan, who was snoring and dozing off, on the sofa, then got up quietly, and then quickly dodged to the shelf and took away the... underwear that belonged to him.
In a mentality similar to being a thief, Jiang Mo immediately sat back on the sofa and hid it before Luo Nanqiu came out.
At this time, Luo Nanqiu just finished debugging the washing machine and came out of the room - his balcony was connected to the master bedroom. He shook his wet hand, looked around, thought for a while, and said, "You..."
Jiang Mo's blood was about to flow backwards, and a thin layer of sweat even appeared on his palms.
Did he find something?
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