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?”

“Elise, why do I feel like Danny’s become a

at Danny and said, “I guess he’s really changed. After all, he can’t

asked, “250? What

at the edge of 250. Perhaps he came around and decided to stay away from such an unlucky

this, Mikayla couldn’t

Besides, I admire

smiled and scratched her head. “This actually

the outcome

left, she still did not see his car. So, she took out her phone and called him. As soon as the call went through, she couldn’t help but ask, “Look at the time.

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

her lip, she replied, “Never mind, then. I’ll go

had said so, a sense of disappointment overwhelmed her as soon as she hung up the

cool-looking Porsche stopped right in front of her. The window was wound down,

up at him. Without any hesitation, she kept her

sent me a message saying that he can’t pick you up today and asked me to do so instead. And I happened to be looking for you,” he said with a smile on his face. Humming a tune, he seemed

said, she looked down and opened her textbook. Then, she realized that they were not taking the road

find out later.” He

that day, but she didn’t ask much until he brought her to a

do revision, of course. This library’s owned by the Griffith Group, and it’s not open to the general public. I only found out about it after hearing it from Alex. Come, let’s immerse ourselves

this, she