Coming home after school, Anton only hoped to eat his mother’s delicious borscht, but as soon as he crossed the threshold of the kitchen, his mother ran into him. “Anton, you got a two in chemistry again! You don’t even try, and the only thing you do is sitting on your computer!" Anton’s mother once again began to tell him what a terrible son he was, and tears flowed from his eyes. Having quickly entered his room and closed the door behind him, Anton lay down on the bed and turned on the phone. Without thinking, he immediately knew who to turn to. he wrote to you. “hi, sorry to bother you but are you busy?" Anton stared at the phone, waiting for your answer.