Victor looked askance at her, “Trouble.”


    Izabe was embarrassed and looked down at herptop.


    “Nothing is wrong, you go back.”


    “Ohhhhhhh, I’ll go back then.”


    Izabe went back to her room and packed up her math paper before going to take a shower.


    After the shower out of nine o’clock, the time is still very early.


    Shey on the bed with her phone, suddenly thinking that she had not logged into the game for a long time, and wondered if Xu had looked for her.


    After hesitating for a while, she finally logged into the game.


    Just going up, Xu’s group invitation popped up.


    Izabe was used to it and nodded in agreement.


    But this time, after going into the group page, Xu did not immediately open the game.


    He sent a message at the group message, “Why haven’t you been onlely?”


    Izabe exined that she had to take an exam, and the other person asked her again how she did on the exam.Exclusive ? material by N?(/v)elDrama.Org.


    She was a little embarrassed: “It’s okay, I didn’t do well on the math test.”


    “Isn’t it better to ask the great students in the ss for more help in math?”


    “Eh, Eh, I go with my friends every day after school now to ask for help from my key ssmates.”


    “Students from other sses? Not very good, people have their own study progress, you guys like this, won’t you disturb but others?”


    Izabe was stunned for a moment, as if she had never thought about it.


    The teaching schedule of the key sses seems to be different from theirs, and Antonio has to take half an hour to give them a lecture every day after school, which really takes up Antonio’s time.


    “You’re quite right.”


    As soon as she sent the message, Xu on the other side quickly asked, “Don’t you have any students in your ss who are good at math?”


    “Yes.”


    Victor’s math is very good, the first in the whole year.


    “Then you ask your ssmates who are good at math on the line? Math relies on understanding, and not rote memorization on the line.”


    “Is your tablemate also bad at math?”


    Izabe typed slowly, before she finished typing, she saw the other party asked such a sentence, she had to delete the original content: “No, my table is very good at math, the first in the grade.”


    “So what are you thinking of when you’re not using a ready-made teacher?”


    Izabe was embarrassed: “My tablemate doesn’t like people bothering him.”


    “So you ask him questions and he doesn’t teach you?”


    Izabe thought about it, it seems not, except that she had not asked him several times, each time it seems that Victor took the initiative to teach her.


    Thinking about it, Izabe thinks Victor doesn’t seem so insensitive.


    “Wouldn’t that be just fine? Isn’t it proper to have thicker skin when you ask for advice?”


    “Unnn, you’re right.”


    “I’m open.”


    The other side suddenly changed the subject and Izabe had some trouble keeping up.


    After ying two games, before going offline, the other party asked her if she would be online tomorrow, Izabe thought about it: “No, I don’t usually y games except on weekends.”


    “Hmm.”


    The other party responded and directly exited the group page.


    Izabe exited and found that Xu’s avatar had gone dark.


    Victor retired from the game straight away, looked at the English book on his desk and snorted lightly.


    Now that we’re talking, Izabe isn’t going to go to Antonio’s dumb ass for some math, is she?


    Izabe thinks Xu’s words make sense, after all, in a few months, everyone will be in their senior year, and even though Antonio is a student, he also has his own study n.


    She and Callie go to Antonio every day like this, and also dy each other’s studies.


    Izabe took her phone and wanted to talk to Callie about it, but seeing that it was gettingte, she had to put her phone away and nned to talk to Callie about it tomorrow.


    The next morning, Izabe came out of her room just as Victor, across the hall, was leaving his room with his school bag.


    When she saw him, Izabe subconsciously remembered what Xu saidst night.


    She pursed her lips for a moment, “Victor, good morning.”


    “Hmm.”


    Victor raised an eyebrow and walked downstairs with his legs up first.


    Marcus didn’te backst night, so naturally he couldn’t drive Izabe to Callie’s doorstep this morning.


    Izabe finished thest sip of milk and looked across at Victor, “I’m off to school, Victor.”


    It would take her four or five minutes to walk there.


    Victor lifted the book bag aside and stood up as well, “Here you go.”


    He is concise and his wordse out as derative sentences, not questions.


    After saying that, Victor people have disappeared in the stairway.


    Izabe walked downstairs and he was already standing in the doorway with his bike waiting for her: “Come up.”


    Izabe is not the first time he drove,pared to yesterday, she is much more calm today, pedal bazooka also stepped more smoothly.


    “Hold it up?”


    Victor couldn’t help but look back at her as if the hand on his shoulder hadn’t been put up.


    Izabe met those peachy eyes and blushed a little: “Hold it up.”


    She hurriedly put her other hand on his shoulder as well.


    Victor saw this and then pedaled up his bike and rode forward.


    After yesterday’s experience, Izabe was ready this time before he stopped, with her hand firmly against many light shoulders.


    The car stopped and she finally didn’t crash into Victor’s body.


    Izabe sighed with slight relief and jumped off the side, “Thanks Victor.”


    Callie hasn’te out yet, so she’s probably sleepingte again.


    Victor gave her a look, “Where’s Callie?”


    “And probably sleepte.”


    As we were talking, Callie came running out in a huff, hugging Izabe and apologizing for beingte, before looking over at Victor and raising an eyebrow, “What are you still doing here?”


    Victor snorted and rode off on his bike.


    Callie looked at Victor’s back and pooh-poohed, “You didn’t get scolded by him when you went backst night, did you?”


    Izabe was a little confused, “Why is he scolding me?”


    “Angry, jealous!”


    Izabe pursed her lips in embarrassment, “No, Victor even gave me a lecture on thest math problem.”


    “Tsk.”


    Callie hummed softly, “I never thought of that.”


    Izabe looked at Callie, thought of Xu’s wordsst night, and hesitated: “Callie, if we ask Antonio for math tutoring every day, will it dy his study?”


    Callie said as she ate her doughnut, “Victor told you that?”


    Izabe blushed a little: “No.”


    Why is Callie so sure that Victor just likes her?


    “Oh.”


    Callie responded and took another sip of milk before saying, “I don’t think so, Antonio always gets good grades, but of course, he always fails Victor’s exams.”


    “But we’re approaching our senior year, and he spends more than half an hour on us every afternoon after school, so his own revision n-”


    Callie thought about it and thought it made sense, but: “If we don’t go to him, who else can we go to? We can’t go to Victor, can we? Ah, you can go to Victor, I’ll ask my mom to hire a tutor!”


    Callie thinks it’s a good idea that Izabe is not with her and she is less motivated to study.