Jiang Beiyu went downstairs with the study materials he had prepared at some unknown time.
When Su Nanzhi saw the familiar white papers, she felt terrible.
Jiang Beiyu raised an eyebrow and sat down next to her.
"Su student, if you're coming for tutoring, don't waste the tuition fees you've paid to the teacher. Aim to improve your math score," he said.
He Jingchuan couldn't help but ask with a bit of malice, "When you say improve the score, what's the standard for improvement?"
Jiang Beiyu said, "Perfect score."
He Jingchuan: "..."
Sorry, he was the one who had humiliated himself.
He Jingchuan sat quietly as a chicken on the sofa at the side while Jiang Beiyu indeed began tutoring his little bodyguard as if He didn't exist.
It wasn't easy to get her to come for extra lessons, and now that He Jingchuan had delivered such an opportunity, he had to seize it more or less.
Jiang Beiyu had only recently discovered that he actually quite enjoyed explaining problems to others.
