The school beauty is aloof? Whatever, she has a younger sister.

Chapter 172 The Bet with Sister Yang

Chapter 172 The Bet with Sister Yang
As soon as Zhang Muchen got home, he greeted Mei Yinglan and then absentmindedly went into his bedroom, not even bothering to approach the dining table.

“This child…” Mei Yinglan frowned, looking at the closed door, her tone puzzled, “He hasn’t been home since last night, and there’s been no word from him all day today. Now that he’s back, he looks like he’s lost in thought.”

Zhang Beifang scratched his head: "He was acting normally with Xu Qing just now, but suddenly he stopped talking."

Mei Yinglan stood up, untying her apron as she said, "No, I have to go ask him what's going on."

"Hey, Yinglan." Xu Qing gently pulled her arm. "It's normal for Mu Chen to have his own worries at his age. Let him calm down on his own."

Zhang Beifang nodded in agreement: "That's right, honey, boys need their own space too. Let's go eat first."

Mei Yinglan hesitated for a moment, but was ultimately persuaded by the two. She sighed, her gaze lingering on the closed door for a few more moments.

Meanwhile, in the room, Zhang Muchen was lying on his back on the bed, staring at the ceiling with a faint smile on his lips.

Before parting ways with Xiaoyouzi, he asked her to go home and do a math test, setting a goal of scoring over 140 points.

I didn't expect Xiaoyouzi to be so obedient; she finished the test paper in less than an hour.

He closed his eyes, his lips curving into a deeper smile, as the tasks issued by the system floated into his mind.

[Host Chu Jiuli, you are very pleased that your younger sister has still demonstrated her mathematical talent after so many years.]

Chu Youting expressed her desire to return to No. 1 High School and take the college entrance examination as a transfer student.

You contacted Wang Shishi, the homeroom teacher, who said she would do her best to arrange Chu Youting's school registration and transfer procedures.

Wang Shishi also took the initiative to invite everyone to dinner and suggested that you invite Xu Ranxi as well.

This is the first time we've organized a get-together after many years.

[Task: Have a meal with Wang Shishi, Xu Ranxi, Liu Wuyang, and Chu Youting]

[Reward: 30,000 RMB]

Zhang Muchen stared at the familiar names in the task list, his brows furrowing slightly.

Wang Shishi, Xu Ranxi, Liu Wuyang, Chu Youting… everyone's here, but I'm the only one missing?

"Wang Shishi, you're organizing a dinner party without inviting me?" Zhang Muchen stroked his chin.

"Could it be that I've gone abroad? Am I not in the country?" he wondered to himself.

However, Zhang Muchen quickly realized that the problem wasn't about being left out at the dinner party, but rather that there was actually someone at the dinner party who was still abroad.

Xu Ranxi.

That girl is still in the United States.

Zhang Muchen sat up, a glint of shrewdness in his eyes: "To complete the mission, we have to bring her back."

And the reward for this mission was a whopping 30,000 yuan!

He did some quick calculations: "Adding the previous mission rewards, my account balance is about to break 100,000..."

Wow, what does 100,000 mean?
If you ask someone who's been working for three or four years if they have 100,000 in savings, they'll likely... (hands on hips)
He couldn't wait to take out his phone and start sending messages to Xu Ranxi.

To be honest, I haven't really contacted her much since she went abroad to study.

But you can't blame me, can you? I was surrounded by so many beautiful women, I was overwhelmed, and I was willing but unable to do anything about it.

While mentally justifying himself, Zhang Muchen began typing.

[Xu Ranxi, do you remember you owe me a meal? Aren't you coming back to make it up to me?]

The message was sent, but there was no reply on the other end of the screen for a long time.

Zhang Muchen glanced at the time; it was a little past nine in the US.

"Hmm... This girl is a habitual late sleeper on weekends, she's probably still in bed."

He tossed his phone onto the bedside table and lay down on his side.

Beside the pillow, a bottle of clear medicine was reflected in his pupils.

That was a reward from the system: a memory regulator.

Zhang Muchen stared at it, his eyes gradually sharpening: "This time... it must be used at a crucial point."

Suddenly, an idea struck him, and he quickly sat up. He then picked up his phone and sent a message to Chu Jiuli.

[Hey deskmate, are you free tomorrow?]

Less than two minutes later, Chu Jiuli replied: [Mm]

Zhang Muchen quickly replied: "Could you tutor me in math?"

Chu Jiuli: [Okay]

Zhang Muchen: [I'd like to have individual tutoring this time.]

There was a slight pause on the other end, followed by a reply: "What does that mean?"

Zhang Muchen: [It's just the two of us, so we study very efficiently.]

At this moment, Chu Jiuli was sitting at her desk, staring at the message with a slight frown.

"One-on-one tutoring? What's this guy up to?" She muttered subconsciously, tapped the screen, and replied: [Invite Wang Shishi and Chu Youting, we're in a group, we'll study together.]

Zhang Muchen looked at the replies on the screen, his lips twitching slightly: "...You really are united."

He silently put his phone aside, but in his mind he had already begun to reorganize his plans.

The effects of memory modifiers only last for three hours, so it is essential to make the most of this golden period for memory.

Ideally, it should be one-on-one; we absolutely cannot let someone like Wang Shishi, who's always creating topics, interrupt us.

But seeing Chu Jiuli's response, Zhang Muchen felt it was probably hopeless. He rubbed his temples and began to plan again.

There is one more person.

Zhang Muchen's eyes flashed, and she quickly opened WeChat, found Liu Wuyang's chat window, and sent a message without hesitation: [Sister Yang, I want to get tutoring in math. Are you free to teach me tomorrow?]

Less than ten seconds later, Liu Wuyang replied with a few words: 【Want to come to my house again?】

Zhang Muchen quickly explained: "It's not, Sister Yang, I really want to learn. I'm very serious about it."

Liu Wuyang: [Then explain why you brought Chu Youting to my house today?]

Zhang Muchen: "..."

Oh no, we've been exposed.

He quickly typed: "[Sister Yang, I brought her here to study. She's tutoring me in math.]"

Liu Wuyang: [Then you can have her tutor you, just don't come to my house anymore.]

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Zhang Muchen stared at the screen, silently rubbing his forehead.

But he still wouldn't give up: "Sister Yang, only you teach math well; you're a professional."

I cough because I don't listen to your lecture.

Liu Wuyang: [My parents are home tomorrow, so it's inconvenient for them.]

Zhang Muchen looked at that line of text and blinked: 【Then let's go out and learn, let's rent a room and learn】

A new hotel recently opened nearby; it's a great place to study.

Liu Wuyang: [???]

She put down her phone and gave a soft hum.

What's that brat thinking? Going to the hotel to study?
Is that a place for studying?

Liu Wuyang leaned against the headboard, ignoring him, and left her phone untouched for a long time.

She was getting ready to change her clothes. She had just taken off her shirt, and before she could even take off her lace bra, her phone suddenly started ringing incessantly.

Liu Wuyang raised her eyebrows slightly, staring at the screen.

【Sister Yang, I've booked the room】

[Also, make a study plan.]

【image】

She clicked on the image, and what came into view was a learning framework diagram drawn with a carbon pen on an A4 sheet of paper.

[Function Basics - 5 Minutes]

[The Mean Inequality - 5 minutes]

[Conic Sections - 10 minutes]

[The final, most challenging problem on derivatives - 20 minutes]

Liu Wuyang's eyelids twitched as she counted the courses Zhang Muchen had listed.

"You want to master the entire senior year math system in three hours?"

Liu Wuyang's face darkened.