In this way, Qi Yue went abroad with a beautiful and simple idea in his heart and went to the country at all costs, and also specially selected the school where Qin Yanchen was.

Just to prove that Qin Yanchen can read it, he can read it too.

However, ideals are beautiful, but reality is skinny.

As a rich second-generation who has lived for more than 20 years, Mr. Qi has not been ranked in the top half of the class since he was a child. He asked him to study how to eat, drink and have fun, but he asked him to calculate the numbers.

It was simply killing him.

So, after all the homework was turned on red lights, he had to run back in shame, but the surprise was that he learned a lot about Qin Yanchen.

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

In addition, his academic performance beats those foreigners, so when he mentions his name, he is a sensational figure in the school.

Qi Yue was smelling alcohol, and his face felt frustrated.

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

He held up the chopsticks and pointed Qin Yanchen next to him, raised his head and thought for a while, but he pondered for a while, but did not think of it, and said a little distressedly: "By the way, what's the name of the school? What's it?"

Qiao Ansheng took the conversation naturally: "Stanford University."

Qin Yanchen paused the action of peeling the shrimp shell in his hand, and he subconsciously looked at Qiao Ansheng.

Qiao Ansheng turned his head and was listening to Qi Yue's speech. His fair neck was folded in a curve. Under the reflection of the large food stall lights in the distance, the outline of the side face was small and elegant.

Qin Yanchen looked at her, and his heartbeat became smooth and gentle.

She actually remembers that she was in a foreign school at that time.

Qiao Ansheng didn't notice Qin Yanchen's expression, but just listened to Qi Yue's complaints attentively.

She missed Qin Yanchen's time abroad, and Qin Yanchen would not say much.

Therefore, at this time, she heard from Qi Yue's mouth that she felt particularly novel, as if she could use those fragments to gather Qin Yanchen's time abroad.

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

"Yes! It's that university, I almost died in that school! You don't know that when those old men heard that I knew Qin Yanchen, okay, I caught me and gave me a bunch of materials for me to do evidence and analysis!"

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

"How can I know what financing rate and what asset profile analysis? I saw those numbers that looked like pi, and my head was too big!"

Qiao Ansheng has these courses in his undergraduate courses at the University. She thought that she was also afraid of these courses at that time. At this time, she felt the same when she heard Qi Yue complaining.

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

Qi Yue picked up the wine glass, shook the foam on it, and nodded in agreement.

"Yes, this is not something that people learn! I used to think that people can do anything if they are forced to force themselves. Now I think I am still too naive! Naive! Just these things, it's useless if you force them to death!"

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

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

"That's not a math problem, it's data analysis of financial management."

There was a scent of contempt inside and outside his eyes.

However, at this time, Qi Yue did not pay attention. His eyes were all on Qiao Ansheng's body, stuffed a piece of meat into his mouth, drank a sip of wine, and waved his hand.

"It doesn't matter if you call this. What's important is that you stayed up for several nights, but you didn't understand what it was. It's not that I'm not good at it, but that these things are really too difficult..."

Qi Yue's tone was quite a bit regretful.

"And I also deeply realized that I am indeed not suitable for studying. It's too hard. The school was broken and I was asked to go back to the dormitory at 10 o'clock in the evening and got up at 4 o'clock in the morning. Tell me, is this the daily routine in the world?"

Qiao Ansheng leaned his head, stretched out a few fingers, calculated the time, and frowned and looked at Qin Yanchen: "Is it really so miserable? Is it going to get up at four o'clock?"

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 after sleeping for such a little while.

He couldn't help but sigh: "It's so bitter. I used to read those chicken soup articles, which said that students from famous universities work very hard. It seems that it's not groundless."

"Yes! Think about what life I live abroad! Just say, can you comfort my injured little heart by just asking me this meal?"

Qi Yue blinked at Qiao Ansheng pitifully, trying to get some comfort from Qiao Ansheng, but he didn't expect that he would see Qiao Ansheng turning his head and reaching out his hand the next second.

She was wearing a thin layer of disposable gloves on her hand, and she couldn't wait to grab Qin Yanchen's hand, with her big watery eyes full of sadness.

"It's so hard, it's really hard for you in those years abroad."

Qiao Ansheng's little hands were soft, and he pinched Qin Yanchen's, his eyes were filled with water, and his mouth was filled with red oil from the shrimp he had just eaten. It was tedious and soft.

The softness of Qin Yanchen's heart continued to expand, and it had already overflowed all over his body, making him feel a little numb.

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

Qi Yue deliberately acted miserable, and his original intention was to want Qiao Ansheng to comfort him, but he didn't expect Qiao Ansheng to think of Qin Yanchen when he turned around, and there was only one Qin Yanchen in his heart and eyes.

He suddenly felt that the food in his hand was no longer delicious and almost slapped the table.

"An Sheng, thank you for your hard work! I won't work anymore? I've been back for so long, why don't you ask me! Is it hard?"

Qi Yue's words were filled with the sorrow of making wedding dresses for others. He held a fragrant chicken claw in his hand and pointed at Qin Yanchen tremblingly.

"I have told you so much! It's just to comfort me! You're the only one in your eyes! Do you want to be so partial!"

Qiao Ansheng laughed and hurriedly picked up a chicken leg for him and a soft brain flower for him.

"Okay, comfort you! Comfort you, eat more! What to eat to make up for..."
Chapter completed!