The growth system comes at the age of 30

Chapter 72 Mysterious Gift
Chen Jingle watched Chen Qiyun run away with a smile.

Is it fun to bully kids?

That must be fun!

Just don’t make her cry, otherwise it will be troublesome.

Fortunately, Chen Qiyun is already a junior high school student, so she doesn't lose her pearls as easily as she did when she was four or five years old.

Chen Jingle picked up a small bunch of grapes and put them in his mouth. Thinking about the mysterious gift he had promised Chen Qiyun before, he soon came up with an idea.

Let the dough rise first, and then slowly work on it when you wake up in the afternoon.

Then take a shower and prepare for a nap.

The weather was unbearable. He would sweat just by doing anything, not to mention that he was busy making lunch in the kitchen and smelled of cooking fumes.

I really can't sleep without a shower.

the other side.

Chen Qiyun returned home.

Grandma was sitting in the living room with a fan on. When she saw her come back, she frowned and asked, "Where have you been? You didn't even come back for dinner."

Chen Qiyun: "I'm doing the test at Brother Le's house. If you don't understand something, you can ask him."

"Have you finished your test?"

"I have finished Chinese and English."

Grandma snorted: "Isn't it better to study hard than to wander around all day?"

Chen Qiyun found it very irritating.

In fact, she really doesn't like them always saying "study hard". She is not stupid and knows what to do and when to do it.

But adults always like to say something extra, as if they are very powerful and... authoritative.

Yes, it is authority.

It seems like everything is under their control.

In fact, they can't even control their temper.

Therefore, Chen Qiyun prefers to stay at Chen Jingle's house. At least no one will scold her for no reason. Even if Chen Jingle scolds her, it is only because she has really done something wrong.

Return to your little room.

I put away the finished test papers first, and then prepared to do what I would do in the afternoon. After thinking for a while, I pulled out a dusty cardboard box from under the bed, opened it, and found my elementary school Chinese textbooks for grades four to six.

According to Chen Jingle, she needed to review her previous knowledge.

At this time, grandma was yelling outside again: "Why don't you eat yet? How long do you want to wait?"

"understood."

Chen Qiyun was a little annoyed, but she was too lazy to refute and just obeyed them.

……

It was already two o'clock in the afternoon when Chen Jingle woke up.

[Baby is awesome! Successfully completed the lunch break task and was rewarded with 0.1 cm of height increase. The current height is 174.7 cm.]

With the help of the system, Chen Jingle's growth rate is much faster than Chen Qiyun.

Maybe it’s also because I’ve been exercising recently.

I went downstairs and took a look in the kitchen first. After an hour and a half of fermentation, the dough had risen. I kneaded it a few times to squeeze out the air and then put it in the refrigerator.

For the theoretical knowledge learning class in the afternoon, I chose the outline of national history.

Chen Jingle plans to resolve the last bit of historical content so that he can shift his focus to other projects.

“There’s so much to learn!”

He is now like a sponge fallen into water, madly absorbing knowledge from the outside world.

If this were a normal situation, it would obviously be a sign of haste makes waste. However, he had a system, so even if he couldn't digest it for a while, he would just eat it first.

At this time Chen Qiyun also came over.

Just like in the morning, Chen Jingle asked her to do the test paper first, and then explained the wrong questions and the parts she didn't understand in the second class.

The two of them were quiet, each busy with their own things.

“Finally finished learning!”

After reading and studying for an hour, Chen Jingle subconsciously stretched and let out a long sigh.

After several days of cramming knowledge into my head, I felt numb, as if I had eaten too much.

During the 10-minute break between classes, he went into the kitchen, took out the dough, and started making it. Chen Qiyun heard the noise in her room and wanted to come out to see what he was doing, but she hadn't finished her homework yet. When she thought about how she would be scolded for not doing so much when Chen Jingle explained it to her, she immediately gave up the idea.

in the kitchen.

Chen Jingle is mixing the dough.

Thanks to the support of the system, after a period of study, his pastry-making skills have now reached the master level, and he can make pastries with ease.

Instead of making buns today, I’m going to steam something interesting.

In just 10 minutes, Chen Jingle had basically finished the job. There were only some minor details left, which he could do during the break of the next class.

Wash your hands and get ready to start tutoring.

……

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you thinking about? Concentrate!"

Chen Jingle slapped the table.

Chen Qiyun came back to her senses, a little embarrassed, and smiled: "I was wondering what delicious food you were making in the kitchen just now."

Chen Jingle was speechless: "It's just some dough, nothing special."

"Dough... is it a meat bun?"

"Do you smell any meat sauce?"

"No."

"That's it!"

"..."

Chen Qiyun expressed disappointment.

As Chen Jingle explained, her attention finally slowly returned to her studies.

Among several courses, Chen Qiyun's worst subject is mathematics, which is even worse than English. It's a complete mess.

Chen Jingle had to spend more time explaining the knowledge points in more detail.

Although he is a pure liberal arts student and his math grades are not very good, he has a system.

The junior high school knowledge content can still be mastered.

It was only relying on this junior high school level that I was able to explain the difficult points of knowledge to Chen Qiyun.

You know what, it's quite useful. After all, knowledge above high school is beyond her syllabus.

"Have you never listened carefully in class?"

Chen Jingle frowned. With this level, no wonder he failed the test.

Chen Qiyun's neck shrank: "I can't hear it."

"Can't hear it?" He wondered if he had heard it wrong.

Chen Qiyun explained: "The math teacher's voice was sometimes louder and sometimes softer in class. He was a little confused and often started talking to himself in the middle of a lecture. I couldn't hear what he said even though I was sitting in the third row."

Chen Jingle: “…”

Don't be too outrageous!

But think about it, the teaching quality of No. 8 Middle School is just so-so.

I had to hold my forehead and said, "Then you should try to study on your own, spend more time preparing before class, and ask the teacher or classmates after class if you don't understand. Don't give up completely just because of the teacher's questions."

Chen Qiyun uttered an "oh" and rolled her eyes.

Seeing her like this, Chen Jingle knew that she definitely didn't listen, so he reached out to pinch her face: "Don't play dumb, my job is to tutor, not teach. You have to learn to develop your own self-study ability, because after entering university, you often rely on self-study, which is completely different from junior high school and high school. People with poor self-study ability will start to fall behind in university."

"Know it!"

Chen Qiyun angrily broke free from his big hand.

"Okay, finish the rest of the test paper, and read the difficult questions I just explained to you a few more times. If you want to thoroughly master a certain knowledge point, it's not enough to study it only once, you need to study it at least five times."

Chen Jingle announced the end of get out of class and then slipped into the kitchen to continue the work he had not finished earlier.

Chen Qiyun sighed.

Supporting his chin with both hands, he began to review the knowledge points he had just learned on the test paper.

She waited until she had sorted out the two papers again before going to the kitchen.

　There is still one chapter left to be written.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)