Chapter 471

In this way, Qi Yue, with a beautiful and simple idea, went out of the country recklessly, and specially selected the school where Qin Yanchen was in that year.

Just to prove himself, Qin Yanchen can read, and he can read.

However, the ideal is very beautiful, but the reality is very skinny.

As a rich second generation who has lived for more than 20 years, master Qi has not been ranked in the top half of the class since he was a child. It's OK for him to study, eat, drink and have fun, but let him calculate those figures.

It's killing him.

So, after the red light was hung for all his lessons, he had to run back in frustration. However, the unexpected joy was that he knew a lot about Qin Yanchen.

When Qin Yanchen was studying abroad, he looked good. He was particularly outstanding among foreigners with yellow hair and green eyes.

In addition to his academic performance, he also hanged those foreigners, so when he mentioned his name, he was the man of the moment in the school.

Qi Yue's spirit of wine came up and his face was full of frustration.

"I don't want to go abroad for further study, and then I chose the same school as this guy..."

He held up his chopsticks and ordered Qin Yanchen next to him. He raised his head and thought for a moment, but he pondered for a moment. He didn't think of a reason. However, he said in some distress: "by the way, what's the name of the school? What's your name again? "

Qiao Ansheng naturally answered, "Stanford University."

Qin Yanchen paused when he peeled the shrimp shell in his hand. He subconsciously looked at Qiao Ansheng.

Qiao Ansheng's side head is listening to Qi Yue's speech. His white neck is folded into an arc. Under the reflection of the distant stall light, the outline of his side face is small and beautiful.

Qin Yanchen looked at her and her heart beat slowly and gently.

She actually remembers her school abroad.

Qiao Ansheng did not make complaints about Qin Yanchen's expression, but listened to Qi Yue Tucao.

She missed Qin Yanchen's time abroad, and Qin Yanchen wouldn't say much.

Therefore, hearing from Qi Yue's mouth at this time, she felt particularly novel, as if she could gather up Qin Yanchen's time abroad through those separated fragments.

Qi Yue was reminded. He suddenly woke up like a dream, nodded fiercely and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Yes, yes! That's the University. I almost didn't die in that school! You don't know. As soon as those old men heard that I knew Qin Yanchen, well, if they caught me, they stuffed me with a pile of materials for me to do demonstration and analysis! "

Qi Yue was full of grief and anger, frantically talking about the pain of being squeezed in the school.

"Where do I know what financing rate and what asset profile analysis! I see that pile of numbers like pi. My head is big! "

These courses were offered in the undergraduate course of Qiao's University, and she thought she was make complaints about these courses.

He picked up the cup in front of him and touched Qi Yue's cup. His expression was quite sympathetic: "I understand! I fully understand your pain! I've been tortured by these things before. "

Qi Yue took the wine cup, shook the bubble above, nodded and echoed.

"Right, this is not what people learn! I used to think that people could do anything when they were in a hurry. Now I think I'm still too naive! Naive! It's no use forcing me to death! "

"There are those math problems, let me analyze how to expand capital and go public."

Qin Yanchen poured Qiao Ansheng a glass of water, picked up a chopstick of coriander on the dish, put it in Qiao Ansheng's bowl, and corrected Qi Yue without changing the color.

"It's not a mathematical problem, it's data analysis of financial management."

There was a smell of contempt in his eyes.

But at this time, Qi Yue didn't notice. His eyes were all on Qiao Ansheng. He stuffed a piece of meat into his mouth, drank wine and waved.

"It's not important to call this. The important thing is that I stayed up all night and didn't understand what it is. It's not that I'm not good at it, but that these things are too difficult..."

Qi Yue's tone was rather bitter.

"Moreover, I also deeply realize that I'm really not suitable for learning. It's too hard. The broken school doesn't let me go back to the dormitory until 10 p.m. and I have to get up at 4 o'clock in the morning. Tell me, is this a sunny work and rest?"

Qiao Ansheng tilted his head, stretched out a few fingers and calculated the time. He could not help frowning and looked at Qin Yanchen: "is it really so bitter? Get up at four? "

She automatically substituted Qin Yanchen. When she thought that Qin Yanchen would get up at four o'clock and could go back to the dormitory at ten o'clock in the evening, she felt a little distressed when she slept so much a day.

I couldn't help sighing: "it's too bitter. I used to read those chicken soup articles. It said that students from famous universities work very hard. It doesn't seem to be groundless."

"Yes! Think about my life abroad! You said, "can you comfort my injured little heart by just inviting me?"

Qi Yue blinked pitifully at Qiao Ansheng, trying to get a little comfort from Qiao Ansheng, but he didn't want to see Qiao Ansheng turn his head and stretch out his hand the next second.

She is also wearing a thin layer of disposable gloves on her hand. She can't wait to grasp Qin Yanchen's hand. Shui Lingling's big eyes are full of sadness.

"It's hard. Your years abroad were really hard."

Qiao Ansheng's small hands are soft. He pinches Qin Yanchen's eyes. His mouth is still full of red oil from shrimp. It looks very soft.

The softness of Qin Yanchen's heart continued to expand, which had overflowed all over his body, making his whole body a little numb.

Instead of speaking, he pulled out a paper towel and wiped the red oil off her mouth.

Qi Yue deliberately sells miserably. His original intention is to comfort himself with Qiao Ansheng, but he doesn't want Qiao Ansheng to turn around and think of Qin Yanchen, and there is only one Qin Yanchen.

He immediately felt that the food in his hand was not delicious, and almost patted the table.

"Ansheng, he worked hard! I won't work hard? I've been back so long, why don't you ask me! Is it hard? "

Qi Yue's words were full of sadness about making wedding clothes for others. He held a fragrant chicken claw in his hand and pointed to Qin Yanchen tremblingly.

"I told you so much! Just to let you comfort me! You're good! He's the only one in my eyes! Do you want to be so eccentric! "

Qiao Ansheng chuckled and hurriedly clamped him a chicken leg and a soft brain flower.

"Well, comfort you! Comfort you, you eat more! What to eat makes up for... "

Qi Yue glanced at the brain flower in the bowl and hummed. Ying Jun's face came up and smiled at the corners of his mouth, both pure and childish, in a coquettish tone: "this is a pig's brain! I don't want it! I also want to shake hands and comfort! "