After breakfast, Zhou Song leaned on the sofa and fell asleep again unknowingly.

It was noon when I was woken up by the mobile phone message.

He picked up his cell phone in a daze and checked the message.

Qin Jiangyao asked him if he would attend the afternoon student union meeting.

Zhou Song didn't even think about it and let Qin Jiangyao deal with those idiotic things by himself.

"Okay, I'll pass the minutes of the meeting to you at that time." Qin Jiangyao said.

Du Pengfei sent some pdfs of English documents, which Zhou Song asked him to help find before.

"thx." Zhou Song replied.

Next he clicked Yuan Yueling’s prestige dialog box.

The last message was from yesterday.

A fire of nameless rose up and he dialed the phone fiercely.

The phone rang for a long time and was picked up when it was about to hang up automatically: "Hey, dog? Is there anything wrong?"

The girl's voice sounded quite pleasant.

"Why haven't you sent me a message all morning?" Zhou Song asked.

Yuan Yueling was stunned for a moment: "I've been busy since the morning! And haven't you sent me a message?"

"I just got up." Zhou Song said.

"Then why should I send you a message when you sleep?" Yuan Yueling said.

Seeing that the argument was about to start arguing, Yuan Yueling said, "Okay, okay, I'll send it to you in the afternoon, okay?"

"You have to do what you say."

"Okay~~~~~" Yuan Yueling flipped the "good" word for a long time: "Did you have lunch? Are you angry? He is going to pee at home again."

"No, I'm so hungry that I can't move." Zhou Song said coquettishly.

"Why... I'll order you takeout? What do you want to eat?"

"Whatever you order, I like to eat whatever you order."

"Okay, okay, I'll give you some. Remember to walk the dog and see if there is still water and food in its bowl. If you don't have it, add a little."

"I understand." Zhou Song said.

"Do you know how to study hard in the afternoon? Don't just play with it. I won't tell you now. I'm going to finish my meal soon and then take a look. I'm too sleepy."

Zhou Song got up, brushed his teeth, washed up, added some tap water to his anger, put on a rope and went out.

He looked at the bright sun and decided to walk around the villa and go home.

The temperature is almost 30 degrees.

I really want to eat iced watermelon.

Zhou Song was listless and angry and walked around the villa for a long time. Juan called him.

Juan's English speed was very fast. Zhou Song was stunned and asked several "pardon?" in a row. Juan then cut back into a stiff Chinese: "What's wrong with you today?"

Zhou Song suddenly thought of something, and the expression on his face froze.

"Nothing, maybe the signal is not very good." Zhou Song said.

"Okay, the books I mentioned have been sent to your email address. I may return to China around the Assumption Day."

"Okay, Master."

"If you have any questions, I will communicate in time. Bye."

Juan hung up the phone.

Zhou Song took his reluctant anger and rushed home. The latter was so angry that he urinated on the floor on the spot as revenge.

He didn't care about it, and went back to the room and opened the books Juan sent him.

Then he opened the document sent to him by Du Pengfei.

They are all like the heavenly books.

Zhou Song leaned on the back of the chair with a dejected head.

Only then did he realize that his CET-4 English exam was passed by symbiosis Yuan Yueling.

Yuan Yueling passed the CET-6 English in her freshman year. It is precisely because of this that he can talk to foreigners and read foreign literature with ease.

His grandmother is in trouble now.

If you want to go to Oxford, you can't fail the exam again.

Originally, in terms of professional courses, I have made considerable improvements after Yuan Yueling's supervision and joint study over the past six months.

With the current sudden review, there is always no problem to pass the make-up exam with 60 points.

But this English...

Even if there is a recommendation letter, you must take the same exam as the TOEFL and IELTS.

Besides, at this level, even if I go to Oxford, I can’t understand the class.

Zhou Song carried his hands behind his back and circled around the room.

The phone rang and picked it up and saw that it was sent by Yuan Yueling.

"Dog, I just woke up and now I'm going to have a meeting again. It may be inconvenient for me to answer the phone during the meeting, and the reply to the message may not be very timely. If you have any questions, please leave me a message. I will reply to you immediately if I have time."

"History, do you miss me?" Zhou Song replied.

"I want to~~[hug][hug][hug]"

"I really want to think about it?"

"I really want to, chilly."

"You come back tonight and help me make up for the English class, the devil's special training kind."

"Why did you suddenly need to add English?"

Zhou Song told Yuan Yueling what he had just realized.

"..." Yuan Yueling sent a series of lasts.

"What's wrong?" Lu Renjia held a cup of caramel maki Hardo in his hand and placed it in front of Yuan Yueling.

"Ah, thank you, is it already time?" Yuan Yueling lifted the gap in the lid of the paper cup and took a sip.

"No, we are very relaxed here. If you are not in good spirits, you can go to the lounge and rest for a while." Lu Renjia showed a mature man's smile, twisted his butt and sat on the bar on the bar.

The coffee is hot, not hot, and the temperature is just right.

Yuan Yueling has been drinking coffee a lot recently, and she couldn't find the energy-filled state for a while ago.

She knew it was because she no longer had a symbiotic relationship with Zhou Song.

Take your own energy and nutrition and distribute your own energy and physical strength.

All of these need to be adapted again.

"Reduce sugar and don't add milk, right?" Lu Renjia said.

Yuan Yueling nodded: "Well, I'm sorry."

"What's wrong? I'm so frowning. Can you tell me?" Lu Renjia took a sip of his cappuccino with less sugar and more milk.

Yuan Yueling wanted to speak but stopped and smiled.

"It's because of my boyfriend?"

"Well... Zhou Song encountered some problems in his studies, and I was quite worried." Yuan Yueling hesitated for a while and replied: "Do you know any institution to quickly improve English proficiency?"

"Do you mean improving your actual level or taking the exam?"

"If you can't pass the exam, you can't even pass the exam. Who cares about your actual level?"

"If you take the TOEFL IELTS exam, you will be old Dongfang." Lu Renjia replied without hesitation.

"Old Dongfang..." Yuan Yueling held the phone in both hands and pressed on the screen: "It's not cheap..."

The red envelope Zhou Weidong gave him was just enough to submit two courses.

...

...

In the afternoon, Yuan Yueling and Yu Panwang talked about this matter.

"What institution should I find? I'll give him one-on-one special training." Yu Panwang said: "It just so happened that I've had nothing to do in the past two weeks."

"Why are you so embarrassed to bother you..." Yuan Yueling muttered to herself, is a first-year high school student really capable of giving college students English?

"It's okay, I'm also helping Juan and the Exorcist Association. The Lord will not let talented talents get stuck in the language, so don't worry."
To be continued...