Bring Your A Game

Bring Your A Game Mr Chapter 122

Reading Can Take You to Places

After finishing, Danny handed the chalk to Mr. Winfrey. “Here you go. I’ve solved it.”

Looking at Danny’s mathematical solution, Mr. Winfrey couldn’t help but feel amazed. He couldn’t believe that Danny could improve so much in just a week. He even suspected that Danny had been acting ignorant and stupid all this while.

“Well done! Your steps and answer are correct. It looks like you’ve improved a lot, Danny. Other students should learn from you.”

Immediately, the corner of Danny’s mouth tugged upwards as he made his way down the podium with his head held high while he enjoyed the attention that the other students were giving him because it was something that he had never experienced before in his 18 years of life.

“You did great,” Elise whispered to him. Right then, he smiled even brighter and whispered into her ear, “That’s because you taught me well, Boss.”

“Don’t be glib. The end is yet to come. We still have to work hard.”

Hearing this, he gave her a formal salute. “Yes, Boss! I’ll keep up the good work!”

With a smile, she resumed reviewing her practice questions and wrote in her book.

During recess, he stayed in his seat and did revision exercises instead of doing what he would usually do. He even rejected his friends’ invitation to play basketball.

That day, what he said most was, “Boss, how should I answer this question? Could you explain question 17? How should I draw the force analysis diagram for physics? Can you teach me?”

I feel like Danny’s become a totally different person? Is he still

question, so she turned to glance at Danny and

asked, “250? What do you mean

has always been at the edge of 250. Perhaps he came around and decided to stay away

hearing this, Mikayla couldn’t

sudden. Besides, I admire you even more right now for training your

“This actually means that he’s talented. I didn’t really

way, but the outcome depended on the student’s own effort. Elise knew this very

for quite some time, yet Alexander still had not arrived. Even when most of the students had left, she still did not see his car. So, she took out her phone and called him. As soon as the call went through,

phone. Staring at the tightly shut meeting room door, he explained, “Miss Sinclair, Mr. Griffith’s still in a meeting. I’m afraid that he won’t be able to pick you up. Why don’t you call a

mind, then. I’ll go home on my

overwhelmed her as soon as she hung up the phone. “Whatever. I’ll

to book a cab, a cool-looking Porsche stopped right in

hesitation, she kept her

so instead. And I happened to be looking for you,” he said with a smile

to what he said, she looked down and opened her textbook. Then, she realized that they were not

out later.” He smiled

felt that he had been acting really weird that day, but she didn’t ask much until he

Griffith Group, and it’s not open

she