was told by Bai Yao, Huang Guolun suddenly felt that mathematics, the subject he hated the most, suddenly became tall.

Bai Yao continued: "It is said that opening the book is beneficial, and learning more mathematics is really helpful to people. If I want to record a small teaching video, I hope that while explaining the knowledge points thoroughly, I can pass on my mathematical thinking to everyone, and I hope that every student can become a top student like me. ”

Huang Guolun smiled and said, "This ...... It's a bit difficult, but your idea is really good. ”

Bai Yao was recognized and became more motivated: "I can start with the simplest math knowledge in junior high school, I used to be a tutor for junior high school students, and I am more experienced in this. When I have time, I will sort out all the knowledge points of junior high and high school, and make this teaching project online as soon as possible. ”

Huang Guolun instructed: "Don't worry, don't worry. I still say the same thing, you must not delay your own learning because of these things. ”

"No, teacher, don't worry. The things I learned at this stage are too simple, and I don't need to spend too much time to consolidate them very well. ”

Huang Guolun smiled and said: "Okay, you are a scholar, you are reasonable." If you decide to do it, I will definitely support you. If you need any help, just tell me, and if I can help you, I will definitely help you. You don't have to figure everything out on your own, sometimes getting help from others can make things more efficient. ”

"Well, I haven't thought of anything I need your help yet, teacher, and I'll definitely open my mouth when I ask you. ”

Huang Guolun nodded with satisfaction, and on this topic, he won't talk more about it.

But what Bai Yao said, Huang Guolun will pay close attention to.

If Bai Yao can really do this, not to mention to the level of Brother Math, as long as she can do it on a certain scale and stick to it, not on a whim. At that time, Huang Guolun will definitely help and strive to help Bai Yao make this bigger and better.

Mr. Huang's company has to donate tens of millions of donations to the cause of education every year, and dozens of hope primary schools alone will be built every year.

If Bai Yao can do this, let Mr. Huang fund her to open a free online education college in China like Khan Academy, and the merit is no less than donating to build Hope Primary School, I believe that Mr. Huang will be very interested in this matter.

However, at this stage, Huang Guolun will not tell Old Man Huang about this matter, and will talk about it after Bai Yao really does it.

If Bai Yao felt that this thing was too boring after doing it, and she couldn't persevere, Huang Guolun wouldn't criticize her for anything. After all, she is only a seventeen-year-old child, and she can have this heart, which is already very commendable.

Bai Yao herself is really determined to do this well, since she can make money as an anchor, and she doesn't want to be the kind of anchor who is particularly boring and sells her face, then she might as well try to be an anchor teacher and see how it works.

Regarding the income of online live broadcasts, Bai Yao is quite concerned, otherwise she would not have the idea of putting educational videos on live broadcast websites and playing them repeatedly.

In this night's music special, Bai Yao is most concerned about how much income she can get.

She really hopes that they can receive a lot of gifts in this special show, and give her enough surprise and motivation to let her fight to the end with this industry.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Huang Guolun and Bai Yao, who had rested, set off in advance to go to the duck shop.

When they arrived, there were only two tables of customers in the duck shop who were enjoying a romantic environment and talking about love, and the customers who had purchased lunch in the group had already finished their lunch and left, and the store seemed relatively deserted.

Sister Xu, who was baking cakes for the evening music special, told Huang Guolun that Zhao Yan went out to run errands, and it was estimated that he would not come back until more than four o'clock, and Zhao Jing was in the private room.

After hearing this, Huang Guolun took Bai Yao to the private room, ready to talk to Zhao Jing first.

Before entering, Huang Guolun knocked politely on the door, and then pushed the door in.

I saw Zhao Jing sleeping on the sofa on her stomach.

In order to attract more eyeballs in the evening special, Zhao Jing was out of the box today, dressed quite lightly, as if summer was coming again, and it was as if she was going to work out in a yoga studio.

She wore a very tight set of North Carolina yoga pants underneath, and the fabric seemed to be embedded in her skin, and every inch of her skin fit perfectly.

Because her lying posture is more distorted, the two lumps of buttocks are extremely round by the pants, and they are a little squeezed, as if they are about to explode, which makes people panic for her, and they can't wait to help her take off her pants to make her comfortable.

She wore a sports vest with a skirt curtain on it, which only covered her breasts, and her small waist was completely exposed without a trace of fat.

The two small waist eyes behind the waist are the same as the two small eyes, blinking with her breathing, which should have been a very sexy picture, but because her lying posture is too awkward, the sexiness is greatly reduced, which makes people feel awkward how they look at it.

"Meow~~Meow~~"

Seeing a stranger coming in, Ollie, the kitten on the armrest of the sofa, barked softly twice, as if to wake up Zhao Jing.

When Huang Guolun and Bai Yao saw the kitten, they were all speechless.

This kitten actually has a leopard print with very little fabric on its head***!

At first, Huang Guolun thought that the kitten had a small handkerchief on its head, but after a closer look, it turned out to be ***, and this picture was embarrassing.

Bai Yao also felt that this picture was too spicy, so she was embarrassed to look at it more, and said softly to Huang Guolun: "Teacher, let's go out first? Sister Jing is sleeping." ”

"Hmm. Huang Guolun also thinks so.

After taking Bai Yao out, Huang Guolun took off his cotton jacket and handed it to Bai Yao: "You go and cover her with some clothes, she wears so little to sleep, and she is not afraid of freezing." ”

Bai Yao took Huang Guolun's jacket, quietly returned to the private room, and covered Zhao Jing's exposed waist with Huang Guolun's coat.

Zhao Jing slept very deeply, and he didn't notice it at all.

She slept until almost five o'clock.

I had a hangover last night, and I was tossed by the phone and the urine kang in the morning, and Zhao Jing didn't sleep enough at all.

After making up for this sleep, she finally recharged herself, and her whole person became infinitely energetic.

When I woke up, I found myself covered with an unfamiliar men's jacket.

Zhao Jing wiped the saliva from her mouth and was stunned.

Hold the jacket to your nose and smell it, it has a faint lavender scent that has just been washed, and the smell makes you feel very happy.

"This is Mr. Huang's, right?"

Looking at the old style of the jacket, it looks like what Huang Guolun usually wears.

Thinking of this, Zhao Jing felt that this jacket was warmer.

This feeling of being inadvertently taken care of by a man made Zhao Jing feel very happy.

Without saying a word, she got up and put her jacket on.

This coat is several sizes larger than her figure, the sleeves are long, and the placket is also long, almost covering her thighs, looking sloppy, but Zhao Jing feels that wearing this kind of large-sized jacket is very stylish.

I walked out of the private room so sloppily and was about to go to the bathroom, when I suddenly heard someone singing in the café -

“…… Just let me go with you \ Let me go with you

Go back to the intersection of the twenty-year-old and run wild \ be a lonely singer

Just let me go with you \ Let me go with you

Against the back, the flow of people \ waved towards the barren hill \ waved his sleeves

……”

Zhao Jing could hear it as soon as he heard it, this is Yang Zongwei's "Over the Hills", which is a short and tightly written song to pay tribute to his eldest brother Li Zongsheng's "Hills".

Zhao Jing had heard this song a few times before, and she had an impression of this song, but she felt that if she wanted to sing this song by someone else, this song would definitely not be good, and it was Yang Zongwei's voice that saved this song.

However, now that I have listened to the chorus of this song sung by this familiar uncle, an aura that was once difficult to overcome with water came to my face, and it was even more amazing than what Yang Zongwei sang!

Needless to say, this must have been sung by Huang Guolun!

Huang Guolun's singing made Zhao Jing hold back her urine, clamped her legs, and ran to the main hall of the café with small steps to see Huang Guolun sing.

I saw Huang Guolun sitting next to the piano, holding the guitar and playing the song "Over the Hill" to several familiar guests in the museum.

Zhao Yan, Bai Yao, and Sister Xu are all there, but Huanzi's big fat face is missing.

Zhao Jing heard that Huanzi would come to join in the fun this party before, but she never saw her, Zhao Jing didn't ask her much why she went, in short, without this evangelist, Zhao Jing would feel much more comfortable.

At this moment, everyone in the café was moved by Huang Guolun's vicissitudes of singing with time, and they were listening to Huang Guolun's singing very seriously.

Singing to the interlude, Huang Guolun presented a guitar Solo to everyone.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Zhao Jing stunned by the corridor, wearing his large jacket, giggling and waving to him.

Huang Guolun smiled and nodded with Zhao Jing, without stopping, continuing his life journey of "Over the Hill"-

"Over the hill \ met me at sixty

Leaning on a white cane\ listening to the birds sing

I asked him if he was happy \ and he smiled and waved his hand

Around him was a group of friends who had returned from exile

……

He said you don't have to hold \ love is a one's waiting

When the roof blooms\ this is the world

There are always people who are happy and white-headed \ There are always people who cry and break up

Whether you meet or not\ is a prelude dedicated to the years

……”

If Li Zongsheng's "Hills" tells the sigh and sorrow of people who reach middle age and look back on the past.

The short and tight song "Over the Hill" expresses a kind of reminiscence of youth, as well as the exploration and hope for the years to come.

The lyrics are intended to break the balance of time, crossing the hills to "meet" their nineteen and sixty-year-old selves respectively, sometimes proud, sometimes lost, and sometimes the tempering experienced at that time will gradually fade away, perhaps this is the best understanding of life.

For Huang Guolun, this is a beautiful song.

Just like his own life, although full of regrets, he also has countless precious memories.

Sometimes, the best expression of a person's life may be just a song, sing it gently, imprint it lightly in the heart, and then slowly forget it.

Whether it is the sorrow and confusion of the nineteen-year-old, or the waiting and smile of the sixtie-year-old, every bit is a treasure of life.