Yan Haogang smiled and patted Su Qingnan on the shoulder, indicating that he could understand her.

Yan Ruyu kept leaning her head forward to observe the two people and discovered that they were whispering to each other. She could hear the sounds but couldn't make out what they were saying, and she was very curious.

However, it was not difficult for her to guess that her mother's expression just now did not seem to indicate that she disagreed, so her father must be trying to persuade her now.

Otherwise, dad wouldn't have a smiling face while mom would have a frown and a serious look. Yan Ruyu saw all of this.

I can't help but worry, what if my mother really doesn't agree? Will Professor Zhao not be able to teach me?

I don’t know why, but I felt a little sad when I thought that Professor Zhao might not come.

When Su Qingnan turned around to look at her daughter, she found Yan Ruyu lowering her head with a worried look on her face.

Thinking that maybe she was scared by my appearance at the moment, he hurried back to her.

Qing Yan said, "Ruyu, if Professor Zhao can really help you, and you have figured it out, then Professor Zhao will help you."

"Just, do you know where Professor Zhao's home is? Maybe, their home phone number?"

Yan Ruyu thought about it for a while, shook her head, and nodded, as if she knew it and didn't know it at the same time.

Then he explained, "Mom, Professor Zhao wrote down his phone number for me before, but I don't know where I put it, so...so I may need to look for it."

[Although I don’t know if my mother really agrees, I believe that it won’t take long for me to finish writing the article as long as Professor Zhao can help me.]

When Su Qingnan heard her daughter's inner thoughts, she discovered that what she was thinking about was not closely related to Zhao Beichen. It sounded like it was only related to her writing.

In this way, Su Qingnan felt more at ease about her daughter.

He nodded with satisfaction, "Okay, since Professor Zhao gave you his number, remember to call him later. Your father and I have to go to school first, so we may be back a little late tonight."

"good."

After Su Qingnan talked a few words to Yan Haogang, he left home in a hurry.

Not long after the two of them left, Yan Ruyu returned to the room and began to look for the note Zhao Beichen left for her.

As a result, she searched the room for more than half an hour and read all the books she could, but still couldn't find the note. She couldn't help but become a little anxious.

Yan Ruyu stood in the room, looking around, muttering, "What's going on? How come I can't find the note that Professor Zhao wrote to me? I haven't taken the note out, so how could it be gone..."

Yan Ruyu sat down on the stool with a bit of annoyance, her eyes falling on the blue velvet box placed aside.

After staring at it for a while, Yan Ruyu took the box in her hand and played with it.

After looking for a long time, Yan Ruyu thought that since she couldn't find it now, she would stop looking for it. It would be faster when her sister came back from outside and helped her look for it.

When Yan Ruyu was about to take out a pen to write something, she found a piece of paper under the pen.

Looking at the note in the box, Yan Ruyu had a familiar feeling, and she suspected that the note might be the number that Professor Zhao wrote to her.

Yan Ruyu took out the note inside and unfolded it, and found that it was indeed the number she was looking for!

Yan Ruyu closed the box, took the note and ran out of the room briskly.

Yan Junfeng came out to get some water to drink. When he turned around, he saw his sister running out of the room. He put the cup of water back to his mouth.

"Sister, what are you so anxious about at home?"

Yan Ruyu glanced at him and said, "You little brat, stay out of adult matters!"

As she spoke, Yan Ruyu walked briskly to the sofa, holding the note in one hand and fiddling with the phone with the other.

Yan Junfeng, who was not far away, looked at his sister and muttered softly, "I'm not a little kid, and you're not much older than me, why are you pretending to be an adult?"

Yan Ruyu heard his mumbling, turned around and glared at him, and warned in a low voice, "Yan Junfeng, I advise you not to talk nonsense. If you make me angry, you'd better be careful with your ears."

Hearing this, Yan Junfeng immediately raised his hand to his mouth and made a gesture to shut up, then covered his ears tightly.

Only then did Yan Ruyu withdrew her gaze with satisfaction.

The call was picked up by the other party.

"Who is it?" A deep voice came from the other side.

Yan Ruyu pursed her lips nervously and said in a low voice, "Professor Zhao, it's me."

When the person on the other side heard the voice, he was silent for a long time.

It's like, on the one hand, I'm reacting to who the voice is, and on the other hand, I'm reacting to whether I heard it wrongly.

"Professor Zhao?" Yan Ruyu, who heard no response, called out again tentatively.

"What's wrong, Ruyu?" At this time, Zhao Beichen's voice was no longer as tough as before, but a little softer.

Yan Ruyu continued, "Professor Zhao, this is what happened. Didn't you say before that I could ask you for help when I was writing? I was thinking, could I ask you to help me directly?"

"Then I also discussed it with my father and mother, and they agreed, so I wanted to call and ask, Professor Zhao, are you willing to come over tomorrow to teach me some things about writing?"

Zhao Beichen agreed without hesitation.

"Of course, as long as it's Ruyu who comes to find me, there's nothing wrong with that."

"Okay, it's settled, Professor Zhao!" Yan Ruyu's joyful voice could not be concealed and reached Zhao Beichen's ears.

After Yan Ruyu hung up the phone, Zhao Beichen on the other end of the phone had a smile on his face that could be described as smug.

Because Zhao Beichen knew that Yan Ruyu would now be happy if he promised her something or met her.

With such an obvious expression, how could Zhao Beichen not be happy?

The next day, Zhao Beichen arrived at Yan's house as he wished.

Yan Ruyu had been waiting in the living room for a long time. The moment she heard the knock on the door, she immediately stood up from the sofa and trotted over.

After opening the door, Zhao Beichen saw her chest rising and falling with her slight breathing and narrowed his eyes.

Seeing that he was standing outside the door and not coming in, Yan Ruyu grabbed his arm and pulled him in, "Professor Zhao, come in quickly!"

After Zhao Beichen entered the room, he looked back at her and said casually, "Ruyu, were you in the room just now?"

Yan Ruyu didn't quite understand why he asked that. Although she didn't know, but...

But an answer is still required.

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