Song Zhan: Oh~ my dear brother.
After sending this message, Song Zhan exited the chat page with Song Yue, and while waiting for his response, he started processing other messages on WeChat.
He saw a few from Ning Xuan.
Ning Xuan: I heard you also failed, with a worst score than me.
Seeing the first sentence made Song Zhan feel like exiting the page, not wanting to continue reading.
Ning Xuan: So what are you planning to do buddy, take me with you.
Song Zhan: I have my brother.
As a colleague of Lu Nanchen, Song Yue also has quite remarkable educational qualifications, tutoring one subject should not be much of a problem.
After sending the message, there was no reply for several minutes. Four or five minutes later, Song Zhan finally received a response from Ning Xuan.
Ning Xuan: ...so could you ask your brother if he wouldn’t mind having an extra student?
Song Zhan looked at the message, processed it in his mind, exited the private chat page without replying to her, and waited to see how his brother would respond to him.
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However, just like throwing a rock into the sea, there was no reply to the message he sent earlier for nearly ten minutes. Song Zhan sat in his chair, let out a "Huh" sound, feeling a bit puzzled.
What’s wrong with my brother?
Song Zhan: Dear brother, are you busy?
Just as the message was sent, Song Zhan saw a red exclamation mark.
[The other party has turned on friend verification. You are not his friend yet. Please send a friend verification first, and chat after he verifies]
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When Song Zhan saw this prompt, he almost choked on his own saliva, and immediately made a phone call.
The phone was answered after a few rings. The person on the other side seemed to have gone through a heavy internal struggle.
"Hello, bro, when did you secretly delete me?"
Of course, it was caused by the overly enthusiastic "dear brother".
At this moment, Song Yue was sitting in his office chair, having worked overtime for several consecutive days. He had finally tackled the pile of pending tasks that had mounted up to a small hill. On his desk sat the last spread out file, he spun the pen skillfully in his hand a few times.
But he didn’t say a word.
"I accidentally clicked it when my vision went dark and my hand shook."
Song Zhan was about to say ’how is it possible’, but was quickly cut off by Song Yue.
"What’s up? Why are you suddenly seeking me?"
"... I failed an exam, and hope you can give me some tuition."
Song Yue: ? 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮
"Isn’t it only May? How could you fail before the final exam?"
Song Yue asked in disbelief, his tired eyes widened.
"... The stupid * teacher held a midterm exam. Not passing it also counts as failing." When Song Zhan brought up this matter, he was furious, gnashing his teeth and venting to Song Yue for two or three minutes: "So brother, if you have time, can you tutor me?"
Song Yue, who had finally dealt with all the work affairs and was preparing to relax: ...
His spinning pen paused, Song Yue rubbed his temples: "Why don’t you hire a private tutor, pay money for a private tutor."
"Yu Ting passed under Lu Nanchen’s 4-day tutoring, aren’t you from the same university as Lu Nanchen? I think you can do it too."
Song Yue almost spurted out: "Do what?"
"Tsk."
"Brother, don’t belittle yourself."
Song Yue: ...
"Let me think about this."
After all, it would be quite troublesome if the makeup exam also fails.
Then retake the course.
If the retake fails again, he’ll be advised to drop out.
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If worst comes to worst, he could just drop out and come back home to mooch off me.
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