Chapter Eighty-Three: "Is This My Nickname?"
Mu Xinan sat down on the stool and began to think about what nickname to give Shi Yanchen.
The ones I picked up last night seemed weird to shout.
When Mu Xinan wanted to use her brain to choose a nickname, the young man on the side just looked down at her quietly.
"Yanchen?"
She shouted, looking up at him.
Looking at Shi Yanchen's expression, he didn't seem to be satisfied.
"Another." Juvenile Road.
"Hmm...... I'll think again. ”
After a while, she shouted again, "Xiaochen? ”
Shi Yanchen: "......"
"Dust!" Mu Xinan's eyes lit up, and he felt that he had thought of a very good nickname.
"This seems to be ......" is okay.
Shi Yanchen didn't nod or shake his head this time.
"How about you call it like that first?" Mu Xinan asked.
"Yes, you can."
Mu Xinan stood up, stretched out his little thumb at him, and said, "Ah Chen, I have a small request. ”
"What?"
"That is, can I ...... Swap piano lessons for remedial lessons? Mu Xinan made a small calculation.
Shi Yanchen pretended to be in a position for a few seconds before asking, "Then what good do I have?" ”
"The benefits ......" Mu Xinan remembered the advice given by the mm netizen, "I will do whatever you ask me to do!" As long as you can help me cram for the exam to get the first place! ”
She said so, but she didn't have much hope.
After all, the first place is not something that can be obtained by cramming on a temporary basis now.
"Do whatever you want to do?" Shi Yanchen only picked this sentence and repeated it.
"yes." Mu Xinan nodded.
"Have you thought about it?" The boy took a step closer to her.
"Aang." How could she feel that something was wrong......
Shi Yanchen quickly agreed: "Okay, I promise you, I will help you tutor and get the first place in the exam." ”
Mu Xinan suppressed his happy emotions and said rationally: "But the first place is you." ”
Shi Yanchen smiled: "Oh, what does it matter? ”
"Huh?"
The young man pulled out a chair and sat down, his posture was lazy, and he looked like he was bound to win: "In short, as long as you do what I say, I will definitely help you beat the first place." ”
“!”
Mu Xinan felt that Shi Yanchen's tone was too determined, and he spoke like the kind of pyramid scheme leader brainwashing Xiao Luo Luo, and she, Xiao Luo Luo, was really inspired by him.
"Good! I'll do it myself! Mu Xinan didn't say a word, took out the exercises in his schoolbag, and put them on the table with a snap, "Without further ado, let's start now!" ”
Seeing that Mu Xinan was so excited, Shi Yanchen couldn't bear to disturb her interest, moved the chair to her side, and reached out to look at the exercises and test papers she had placed on the table.
Mu Xinan's strength is clear in his heart, and he has taught her a few questions intermittently before, and her foundation is very good, but occasionally she bumps in difficult problems.
Shi Yanchen said: "If you want to take the first test, you must take at least 700 at the end of the term." ”
Mu Xinan was puzzled: "But didn't you have more than 730 last time?" ”
She remembered that the second place was Xia Yuning, which seemed to be about 690 points.
If she scored 700 points, she would be second at most.
Shi Yanchen helped her pull out the draft book that was pressed under the book, "Then I won't necessarily take so many exams this time." ”
Mu Xinan muttered in his heart: Impossible, unless you do it on purpose.
Shi Yanchen roughly estimated according to her last exam score: if she wants to score 700 points, how many points will she have to improve in each subject at least to achieve this goal.
"You are mainly bringing up physics and chemistry now, let's do physics problems today, and I'll find you a few." Shi Yanchen said as he helped her flip through the workbook.
Mu Xinan saw the sunset outside the window shining on the young man's face through the gauze curtain, coating his side face with a thin layer of warm light.
"Teacher Shi is so handsome."
She thought to herself.
As soon as he finished thinking about it, Shi Yanchen's hand turned to the book, his eyelashes fluttered, and he looked at her sideways.
"What did you just say?" The boy asked, somewhat uncertain.
"Huh?" Mu Xinan's eyes widened slightly, "Did I just speak?" ”
"I think so."
"Huh...... No...... "Did she just say what was in her heart?"
"Maybe I misheard."
After Shi Yanchen finished speaking, he continued to help her tick the topic in the book.
After hooking, he took it to Mu Xinan: "Do it, is one hour enough?" ”
"Can you do it in an hour?" She asked, looking at the question he had ticked with a red pen.
Shi Yanchen said: "Well, the time is a little shorter, but it can be done." ”
Mu Xinan nodded, threw himself on the table, and began to work on the question seriously.
Shi Yanchen was on the side to help her time.
She was very attentive when she was doing the questions, breathing gently, sometimes frowning, sometimes holding the pen against her chin.
At this time, there was no human voice at all in the piano room, only the sound of paper turning.
Shi Yanchen didn't do anything, just sat quietly and observed Mu Xinan's small movements.
At this moment, his whole person was relaxed.
Shi Yanchen rarely felt so relaxed.
He would only have such a moment when he stayed with Mu Xinan.
But why exactly?
Why does Mu Xinan have such an effect?
He couldn't figure it out for a while.
An hour passed, and Mu Xinan finally finished the question and stretched out like relief.
She had already answered the answer in advance, and only got one question wrong.
"Dust! Teacher Shi! Come and teach me! She shouted at Shi Yanchen.
Shi Yanchen sat back next to her calmly and helped her read the topic.
Mu Xinan supported his head with one hand, and pointed to the wrong question with the other hand: "I just don't understand much here." ”
Shi Yanchen saw Mu Xinan's mistake at a glance, he took the pen from her hand and redrew a new picture in the sketchbook.
Mu Xinan stared at his hand.
She wanted to see what he was drawing, but when she looked at it, her eyes were drawn to his hand.
I have to say, this guy's hands are really good-looking.
She felt that Shi Yanchen could apply for a hand model with these hands.
His fingers are not particularly thin, but because they are relatively long, they appear to be very coordinated, and when he holds the pen, there are faint green tendons on the back of his hand.
Mommy.
Suddenly I felt a little astringent.
Mu Xinan himself felt strange, wasn't it just a pair of hands......
Why did she still feel itchy?
Shi Yanchen, Shi Yanchen, oh no, it's Ah Chen.
Dusty ...... Although this nickname is good, Mu Xinan always feels that there is something better.
Ah Chen, Ah Shi.
"Ayan." The girl's lips opened lightly, and her voice was delicate.
Shi Yanchen's hand holding the pen suddenly paused.
"What do you call me?" The young man Xu didn't speak for a long time, and when he spoke, his voice was a little hoarse.
Mu Xinan was stunned and said, "...... Ayan. ”
Shi Yanchen's eyelashes moved.
"I didn't hear you."
"Ayan."
After Mu Xinan screamed like this a few times, he felt that this title was more pleasant.
"Is this my nickname?" The boy asked.
"Well, what do you think?" Mu Xinan was very satisfied with this title.
"Yes." He said.
"That's good!"
Mu Xinan finished speaking with a smile, thinking that the topic was over, but unexpectedly, the young man in front of him suddenly shouted to her-
"South-South."
"Huh?"
"Courtesy is still exchanged."