Nan July is still struggling to spell the title of this book.

calculus-by-james-steart

Woowoo...... What kind of book is this, why can't she even read the title?

And it's actually in English!

Why is there such a big gap between people and people?

Professor Ian felt Nan July's struggle, and sighed sympathetically:

"Don't embarrass yourself."

“……”

Nan Qiyue turned his grief and anger into strength and ran to continue playing the piano.

Jiang Shi was ostensibly reading a book, and Yu Guang kept looking at his little daughter-in-law.

The book had been in his backpack all the time, and when he was bored just now, he took it out and flipped through it.

For him, mathematics is a stress reliever.

Professor Ian sat down beside him and asked with a smile:

"You guys quarreled?"

Jiang Shi nodded.

"Young man~ Let me teach you the skills of coaxing girls."

Professor Ian had the posture of a treasure knife and lowered his voice to teach Jiang Shi the secrets of pressing the bottom of the box for many years.

“…… Roses are girls' favorite flowers, and they are not easy to go wrong; The concert I think July will also enjoy; That's right...... There is another trick, in your Mandarin dialect, it is called ...... Help. ”

Professor Ian spoke the pronunciation of Mandarin, and the tone was a little weird, and Jiang Shi was stunned for a moment before he reacted.

Touching his chin, a certain black belly shook the big tail behind him, thinking about how to deceive ...... Oh no, coax wife!

*

After Professor Ian's music instruction class, Nan Qiyue asked if he could get a taxi nearby.

"Of course."

got a positive answer, and Nan Qi was relieved a lot.

I waited on the side of the street for a while, and sure enough, a taxi came.

Nan Qi happily got into the car and was overjoyed to find out that the driver could speak English.

However, there are lyrics called ...... After joy comes sorrow.

"Where are you going?"

Southern July: "......"

Assi, how did she forget about this most important question?!

Which district and which street are you from......

Racking his brains, Nan Qiyue still didn't remember his address, so he could only get out of the car sadly.

The handsome face that smiled when he faced the river.

"I'd love to serve you, Minami."

…… Serve a p!

Her mobile phone did not have international roaming service, she couldn't make calls, and she couldn't contact Yang Zijin at all.

Is it true that you can only go home by relying on Jiang Shiqq

Don't want it!

"Hmph, you don't need to send me, I'll find a hotel to live in."

Jiang Shi seemed to smile, "Did you bring your passport?" ”

Southern July: "......"

What kind of passport did she bring to class!

Also, this is a foreign country, a passport is equivalent to an ID card, and without a passport, you can't stay in a hotel at all.

In desperation, Nan Qiyue could only reluctantly get into Jiangshi's car.

*

With a strong memory, Jiang Shi successfully delivered Nan Qiyue to the door of the apartment.

Nan Qiyue couldn't wait to get out of the car, Jiang Shi rolled down the window, and said "weakly":

"July ......"

He rubbed his neck with one hand, his expression pained.

Nan Qiyue panicked, feeling that Jiang Shi's face seemed to be a lot whiter.

"You can't be a cervical spondylosis again, are you? Got your medicine with you? ”

Jiang Shi lowered his eyebrows, and his eyelashes hung down with a beautiful shadow.

"No ......"

Nan Qi bit his lip, "There should be a medical kit or something in the apartment, you come in, I'll see if there is any medicine you can use......"

Jiang Shi was like a docile sheep, obediently and skillfully unbuckled his seat belt, and followed Nan Qiyue into the house.

Help...... Sure enough, it's a good plan!