Ye Miao has not touched mathematics for many years. He took the textbook and swept it at will. "Then you read the book first. I'll read this and teach you later."

Ye Shui-Mo thought he was just talking about it casually, but after a dozen minutes of porridge, Ye Zhao came back. He picked up the pen and explained the topic to her. By the way, he extended the question type and said all the knowledge points related to the topic type.

After dinner, Ye Shui-ink ran to the study and could not squat, but he could not drill his heart. He ran to the net for a while, asked...