Okay, okay, for the sake of his birthday today, I’ll give Ji Changmu a few more glasses of wine later.

Ji Changmu usually behaves well when socializing and never lets himself get drunk. They had to get him drunk today.

They were also curious, what did Ji Changmu look like when he was drunk?

Maybe he's not as upright as usual?

Ji Changmu took his mobile phone and walked to the balcony next to the living room, looking out through the transparent window. The night was misty and the stars were bright.

"What's the matter?" he asked.

"Is the professor busy?"

Ji Changmu glanced at the restaurant and saw that Yan Jia and the others were still waiting for him.

He asked lightly: "What's the matter?"

"Didn't you say you could help me answer my questions last time? Didn't you keep your word? I specially bought a teaching aid and studied your class seriously, but you also know that I am stupid. I did all the questions for a long time today and almost didn't do it.

Yes!"

"..." It sounds like she is quite proud?

"Professor, do you have any good ideas? I just have one request. I don't want to fail the class at the end of the semester."

"What's wrong with you?!" Ji Changmu became angry, and because he had just drank some wine, his tone was very harsh.

Qiao Muyuan was so frightened by him that he said, "Just... you can't do it. If you don't like answering questions, don't force yourself. You promised me, and now you're like this, what's going on?"

"I've never seen you so stupid. It's been half a semester and you can't tell me how to do it?"

"This is not the first day you have known that I am stupid."

"It's impossible for me to tell you from beginning to end again. Listen carefully. No matter how incompetent you are, as long as you can recognize the words, you must memorize the information I gave you last time word for word. Do you hear me?

"

"It's too difficult..."

"Qiao Muyuan, if you are afraid of difficulties, don't call me next time. I can't teach students who are dull and don't work hard!"

Qiao Muyuan heard his bad tone and couldn't help but mutter: "I've always been like this. I'm impatient when I ask you questions. How can I be a teacher? You're quite happy to let students buy you clothes. It's shameless."

"What did you say?"

"I said, I will memorize the knowledge slowly."

"It won't hurt to be obedient. Anything you learn today will be helpful to you in the future." Ji Changmu said in a calm voice, "Is there anything else you want to ask?"

"Can I ask you a few questions?"

"explain."

"Wait a minute." Qiao Muyuan took the tutorial book over and flipped through a question. "I'll read the question to you. Can you explain it to me?"

"..."

"Professor, are you busy? If you are busy, I won't bother you. I'll ask you for advice next time."

"Say." Ji Changmu breathed heavily and held his breath.

"Okay, okay, I know that the professor is the best. He has good character, good ethics, patience, and reasoning. He is one of the few good teachers I have ever seen. He is young and promising, and has a lot of knowledge."

"Qiao Muyuan, you've had enough." Ji Changmu really... rubbed his forehead and shook his head, his face full of helplessness.

He stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, with a slender figure, and the warm-toned light from the balcony shone on his body, adding a bit of gentleness to the usually deep and sharp edges of his features.

Sometimes he wanders, sometimes he frowns.

Ji Changmu stood on the balcony and kept talking to Qiao Muyuan on the phone.

Yan Jia couldn't hold back his anger. He banged the table in the restaurant and shouted to the servant: "Where is Lao Ji? Where has he been? It took you so long to make a phone call?"
Chapter completed!