"No worries, I’ll explain it to you again, but slower this time."
Rong Qingqing took a deep breath, then picked up a fresh sheet of draft paper and began explaining each step, writing it out for Shen Qiao.
Two minutes later, the paper was filled, and she pushed it over to Shen Qiao. "Is it clearer now?"
Shen Qiao laughed directly, "Sister Qingqing, I think I understand half of it. It’s just that at this step, you jumped too quickly and I got confused again."
"Did I skip a step?" Rong Qingqing asked with a strained face, seeing Shen Qiao nodding affirmatively. She then turned to Shen Jue, who had been watching from the side, and asked in a slightly fierce tone, "Shen Jue, you tell me, did I skip any steps while explaining just now!"
Shen Jue just smiled silently at Rong Qingqing.
It was probably her own accustomed way of thinking, indeed, she had skipped a step.
For Rong Qingqing, it might be subconsciously assumed unnecessary, but for someone like Shen Qiao, who’s constantly scoring single digits in math, skipping any step would leave her utterly confused.
"Miss Qingqing seems really capable." Lin Bufan was a bit tongue-tied, thinking he had almost forgotten these math problems after graduating so many years ago.
But after listening to Miss Qingqing’s explanation to Qiaoqiao, Lin Bufan learned it all over again.
"Shen Jue, your turn!"
Rong Qingqing stood up, grabbed Shen Jue’s wheelchair armrest and pulled him over. She shifted herself to the side to give her spot to Shen Jue.
"Since you’re smiling so happily, let’s see you explain it this time."
Standing tall, arms crossed, Rong Qingqing looked down at Shen Jue and Shen Qiao with a raised eyebrow, "What are you two looking at me for? Do you think the answer is written on my face?"
Shen Qiao burst into laughter, "Our English teacher often says the same to us."
Rong Qingqing poked Shen Jue’s arm, "Come on~"
Shen Jue moved his hand and finally took over Shen Qiao’s workbook.
Compared to Rong Qingqing’s explanation, where Shen Qiao dared to joke around, from the moment Shen Jue took over her workbook, Shen Qiao sat primly, crossed-legged, and serious, erasing all amusement from her face. Fresh chapters posted on 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵·𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮·𝓷𝓮𝓽
As Shen Jue started explaining using Rong Qingqing’s notes, Shen Qiao nodded her head like a chicken pecking at grain with each sentence that Shen Jue uttered.
Rong Qingqing, standing on the side, noticed something.
Shen Qiao needed her own brother to tame her silly demeanor.
After hearing Shen Jue’s explanation, Rong Qingqing realized she had indeed subconsciously skipped a step.
Nevertheless, it was ineffective.
Because once the notes were put away, Shen Qiao still couldn’t solve the whole problem on her own.
At this moment, Nanny Zhao came down from upstairs and called out to Rong Qingqing, "Miss Qingqing, the bathwater is ready. Go upstairs and have a soak."
Rong Qingqing was indeed tired. Hearing this, she discussed with Shen Jue, "You continue teaching her, I’ll go upstairs for a bath and come back to relieve you."
Without waiting for Shen Jue’s response, Rong Qingqing ran off.
It seemed she was afraid Shen Jue wouldn’t agree, as she dashed off swiftly, showing no signs of her legs about to break.
Shen Jue’s patience wasn’t as great as Rong Qingqing’s, but Shen Qiao was his own little sister, so Shen Jue went through the explanation once more for Shen Qiao.
Shen Qiao stumbled through the first problem, but got stuck again on the second one.
Shen Jue glanced at the problem and lost all patience, it was just a similar question with a different setup.
"Lin Bufan, your turn to explain." Shen Jue stepped aside.