Wen Tiantian was stunned for a moment when Kong Long talked about the conversion between the standard and quantity of kisses. Wen Tiantian stared at her round eyes, digesting this special conversion in her mind.

Wen Tiantian felt that what Kong Long said made sense, but she also felt that there was something wrong with the conversion. However, Wen Tiantian couldn't figure out what was wrong.

In fact, it's no wonder that Wen Tiantian can't figure out the reason. Although Wen Tiantian's math scores have always been very good in school, there is no formula for converting the standard and quantity of kisses in the math book. There is no ready-made formula.

The formula can be calculated, so Wen Tiantian will certainly be confused.

Wen Tiantian continued to think about the truth that Kong Long spread to her. Kong Long, who was next to her, was worried that Wen Tiantian had really figured out the reason, so he changed the subject in time. He asked kindly: "Are you hungry?

What shall we have for dinner?”

After half a day of class, I really didn’t know where the lunch I had eaten had gone. After Kong Long reminded Wen Tiantian, she really felt hungry, and she quickly replied: "Well, I am hungry.

"

Wen Tiantian's attention was successfully diverted to Kong Long. After all, eating was more important than anything else.

"Then what do you want to eat?" Kong Long asked again.

"Ah? Don't we go home for dinner?"

"I'm not going back. We have other things to do later."

"What else is there? I have to do my homework when I go home in the evening." Wen Tiantian is a good student in school, and good students will always think of their homework. So she must remind Kong Long first.

"Don't worry, I will give you time to do your homework."

"Oh." Wen Tiantian sat aside obediently. She didn't dare to speak anymore, lest she make Kong Long angry again.

Seeing that Wen Tiantian was too scared to speak again, Kong Long felt pity this time. He explained: "What you have to do later is as important as your homework."

"What's going on?" Wen Tiantian couldn't help but asked curiously.

"Take you to see the art teacher."

"What? Art teacher?" Wen Tiantian shouted again in surprise.

Wen Tiantian's exclamation immediately startled Kong Long. Although Kong Long was used to Wen Tiantian's startles and exclamations, he was ready to welcome her screams every time he wanted to bully her.

Prepare.

But this time Kong Long was not prepared, because he didn't think there was anything to scream about.

"What are you screaming for?" Kong Long asked angrily, frowning.

Wen Tiantian had already heard Kong Long's anger, and was so frightened that she stuttered again. She replied: "Mei, art teacher. Don't you let me learn to draw from grandma?"

It turned out that he was screaming because of this incident. Kong Long sighed helplessly in his heart and explained: "Grandma is not actually a painter, she is just an ordinary person."

"Oh." Wen Tiantian said softly, without any response.

Kong Long didn't know what she was thinking, and was worried that she would think things wrong, so he continued to explain: "Although saying that grandma is a painter is a lie to you and your parents, I really want you to learn to paint.

"

"Ah? Why?" Wen Tiantian asked stupidly.

"Because you like painting?" Kong Long answered matter-of-factly.

"Can I learn it if I like it?" Wen Tiantian still asked innocently.

"Of course." Kong Long replied matter-of-factly.

In fact, Kong Long asked Wen Tiantian to learn painting in order to give an explanation to Wen Tiantian's parents. However, in his heart, Kong Long really wanted Wen Tiantian to do something she likes. Kong Long's standards for kissing

Wen Tiantian was stunned for a moment by the conversion principle between quantity and quantity. Wen Tiantian stared at her round eyes, digesting this special conversion principle in her mind.

Wen Tiantian felt that what Kong Long said made sense, but she also felt that there was something wrong with the conversion. However, Wen Tiantian couldn't figure out what was wrong.

In fact, it's no wonder that Wen Tiantian can't figure out the reason. Although Wen Tiantian's math scores have always been very good in school, there is no formula for converting the standard and quantity of kisses in the math book. There is no ready-made formula.

The formula can be calculated, so Wen Tiantian will certainly be confused.

Wen Tiantian continued to think about the truth that Kong Long spread to her. Kong Long, who was next to her, was worried that Wen Tiantian had really figured out the reason, so he changed the subject in time. He asked kindly: "Are you hungry?

What shall we have for dinner?”

After half a day of class, I really didn’t know where the lunch I had eaten had gone. After Kong Long reminded Wen Tiantian, she really felt hungry, and she quickly replied: "Well, I am hungry.

"

Wen Tiantian's attention was successfully diverted to Kong Long. After all, eating was more important than anything else.

"Then what do you want to eat?" Kong Long asked again.

"Ah? Don't we go home for dinner?"

"I'm not going back. We have other things to do later."

"What else is there? I have to do my homework when I go home in the evening." Wen Tiantian is a good student in school, and good students will always think of their homework. So she must remind Kong Long first.

"Don't worry, I will give you time to do your homework."

"Oh." Wen Tiantian sat aside obediently. She didn't dare to speak anymore, lest she make Kong Long angry again.

Seeing that Wen Tiantian was too scared to speak again, Kong Long felt pity this time. He explained: "What you have to do later is as important as your homework."

"What's going on?" Wen Tiantian couldn't help but asked curiously.

"Take you to see the art teacher."

"What? Art teacher?" Wen Tiantian shouted again in surprise.

Wen Tiantian's exclamation immediately startled Kong Long. Although Kong Long was used to Wen Tiantian's startles and exclamations, he was ready to welcome her screams every time he wanted to bully her.

Prepare.

But this time Kong Long was not prepared, because he didn't think there was anything to scream about.

"What are you screaming for?" Kong Long asked angrily, frowning.

Wen Tiantian had already heard Kong Long's anger, and was so frightened that she stuttered again. She replied: "Mei, art teacher. Don't you let me learn to draw from grandma?"

It turned out that he was screaming because of this incident. Kong Long sighed helplessly in his heart and explained: "Grandma is not actually a painter, she is just an ordinary person."

"Oh." Wen Tiantian said softly, without any response.

Kong Long didn't know what she was thinking, and was worried that she would think things wrong, so he continued to explain: "Although saying that grandma is a painter is a lie to you and your parents, I really want you to learn to paint.

"

"Ah? Why?" Wen Tiantian asked stupidly.

"Because you like painting?" Kong Long answered matter-of-factly.

"Can I learn it if I like it?" Wen Tiantian still asked innocently.

"Of course." Kong Long replied matter-of-factly.
Chapter completed!