Chapter 393 Little Binghua

Jiang Beiyu went downstairs with the study materials that he had prepared at some unknown time.

When Su Nanzhi saw the familiar white paper, she felt sick all over.

Jiang Beiyu raised his eyebrows and sat down aside.

"Student Su, come and take extra classes. Don't waste the tuition you paid to the teacher. Try to improve your math scores."

He Jingchuan couldn't help but ask, "You said to raise the scores, what's the standard for raising them?"

Jiang Beiyu: "Full marks."

He Jingchuan: "..."

I'm sorry, he brought this upon himself.

He Jingchuan was curled up quietly on the sofa beside him, and Jiang Beiyu really started to give special treatment to the little bodyguard as if he didn't exist.

Normally, it is difficult to catch her for extra lessons, and now He Jingchuan has given her such an opportunity, so she has to seize it at least.

Jiang Beiyu only recently discovered that he actually loves explaining questions to others.

Of course, there is a range.

He only likes to explain questions to people who can understand him.

Su Nanzhi reluctantly began to accept the irrigation of new knowledge.

Jiang Beiyumei said that although Su Nanzhi had a good brain and clear problem-solving ideas, she had not attended many competition classes before and did not have a thorough understanding of the competition questions, not to mention that she had to participate in the rematch after the monthly exam next week.

Su Nanzhi: I have a small head and can’t bear it.

Jiang Beiyu has a better grasp of the scope of knowledge. He knows roughly what range Su Nanzhi can master, and it will also inspire her to think more.

Su Nanzhi: The Mask of Pain is online again.

But as I listened to this lesson, I had no time to think about anything else.

Just when Jiang Beiyu was about to finish speaking, he looked to the side and saw He Jingchuan fell asleep.

In the world of poor students: listening to lectures = hypnosis.

I slept soundly.

Su Nanzhi couldn't help but yawn, "Teacher Jiang, let's stop here for today, everyone is sleepy."

Jiang Beiyu was also easy to talk to: "Okay, go upstairs and clean up and go to bed early."

Su Nanzhi paused, then pointed at He Jingchuan, who was sleeping in a very unrefined state, and asked, "What about him?"

Jiang Beiyu glanced at his friend and said in a very calm tone, "Let him sleep here. He won't need anyone else."

Su Nanzhi stood up and said, "Okay."

She went upstairs first.

Jiang Beiyu took a look at the dog lying on the sofa, and his last act of conscience was to drag a thin blanket from a room and cover him with it.

The last kindness a good brother can show is a thin blanket over his head and a wish for a safe journey.

But Jiang Beiyu forgot one thing.

He stayed in the living room for a while, then went upstairs to his room. He saw a quilt on the floor next to the bed with a person lying on it.

Jiang Beiyu remembered.

His little bodyguard came this morning as he said he would.

“…”

It is certainly not a good thing for a single man and a single woman to be in the same room, but who would go out and announce who they slept in the same room with for no reason? It's not like they are crazy.

Jiang Beiyu glanced at Su Nanzhi, who was sleeping in a ball and was not woken up by the noise of him opening the door. He silently went to the closet to get his pajamas and went into the bathroom.

Fortunately, the weather has been a little cooler these two days. Jiang Beiyu usually likes to sleep without wearing a shirt.

Now there is a little girl in the room, so if I don’t wear it, I would be considered a hooligan.

In the bathroom, the shower head above his head was dripping with water. Jiang Beiyu stretched out his hand, and in the mist, smoke rose from the frosted glass door.

A pale blue flower, icy, gradually rose in his hand.

(End of this chapter)