Chapter 97: Either learn or beat me

Ye Jinwen followed upstairs with vain footsteps, looking at Lu Mian, who was

walking in front of the boss, and then at the gentle and graceful Master Mo

next to him, with infinite regret and pain in his heart.

Knowing that he would be persecuted in this way, he was determined not to

provoke the drunk Lu Mian.

But she has been staring at herself, so she can't go.

The first time he came to Lu Mian's Xiaotiandi, Ye Jinwen was curious as well

as not wanting to learn.

Xiao Qimo grabbed his collar, threw it on the sofa, and said without

squinting, "Don't look around."

"Seven brother, aren't you curious?" Ye Jinwen didn't believe it.

The gentle man pushed his gold-rimmed glasses and smiled elegantly, "Not

curious."

Lu Mian already had a copy of "A Brief History of Time" in his hands for the

time they were chatting, took out a blank paper and pen, and gave them to

them. She was still wearing black clothes and black trousers. In addition to

her cool and handsome aura, she also had a little more academic atmosphere.

Ye Jinwen felt bad, he didn't want to sit here, he would rather chase the

patron saint of Wucheng than listen to physics class.

"Seven brother, Xiao Mianmian can't go on like this. Look at her state of

excitement, it will be all night tonight."

"and so?"

"I want to think of a way..." Ye Jinwen's brain speed is faster than ever, "By

the way, look for Sui Yuan! Sui Yuan has a good relationship with her, she

must know what to do!"

Xiao Qimo acquiesced.

All night is okay, but she can't be a girl all night, not to mention she has

to go to class tomorrow.

At night, Ye Jinwen found Sui Yuan's phone number after several setbacks and

dialed her.

"Mianmian drank?" Although Sui Yuan's voice on the phone was faint, his

surprise was obvious. She didn't refuse, and hurriedly went to ask the class

teacher to leave the bedroom.

With the help of Xiao Qimo, Sui Yuan went out of school smoothly.

Ye Jinwen went to pick her up, worries on his timid little face.

"Why, it's troublesome for Lu Mian to be drunk?" Ye Jinwen also squeezed a

sweat.

"It's not a trouble, it's just..." She didn't want to say more, she was

actually guarding something in her own heart.

The two returned to Lu Mian's residence.

Before entering the door, a sensible and cold girl's voice came from inside.

"You can not listen, but you have to beat me first."

The voice was too cold and ruthless, and Ye Jinwen felt that the surrounding

air had dropped by two or three degrees.

"Not very good..." Sui Yuan let out a weak voice, frowning and shaking his

head: "Mianmian has started the second-level teaching mode."

"What's the first floor and second floor?"

"The first level is sensible teaching. She will calmly teach you the knowledge

of popular science. The second level is violent teaching. Whoever wants to

persuade her to sleep and rest or not listen to class well, she will be angry.

When she is angry, it is quite scary. "

Yes, Ye Jinwen knew, too much.

Beating up people is no different from the Great God Slaughtering Xinshou

Village.

"There is a third layer?"

"Devil teaching." Sui Yuan took a deep breath. Otherwise, how could her

academic performance be so good?

Hey……

Sui Yuan quickly swiped his fingerprints and entered the door.

When the two entered the door, they saw the handsome girl in black clothes and

black trousers, with a book in one hand and a coffee table in the other, her

cold face stained with unruly domineering and evil spirits, she was extremely

dull.

In front of her, Xiao Qimo was pinching the bridge of her nose and sighing

silently.

"Ok... terrible." Ye Jinwen stood silently behind Sui Yuan.

Sui Yuan doesn't like to communicate with others, but there is no other way at

this time. She stepped forward to persuade: "Director Qi, you can't let

Mianmian go to sleep, she will think you are provoking her."

"?"

"You have to discuss the problem with her. Listen and respond to what she

says. It's best to take notes by the way."

"..."

Xiao Qimo paused with his beautiful fingers pinching the bridge of his nose.

Oh, this little bastard, drunk is so unique.