You're dumping me, huh? Fine, then I'll just pick up the school beauty and make her my wif

Jiang Che stared at the solution steps on the draft paper, checking the reference answer for a long time but still couldn't find a single mistake.

He turned his head and glanced at Su Qinghe, who was sitting obediently on the edge of the bed waiting for praise, and felt his head buzzing.

Did he really pick up a poor little thing?

Could it be that they picked up Doubao instead? No, Doubao isn't as smart as Su Qinghe.

"Su Qinghe".

Jiang Che tossed his pen onto the table, turned around, crossed his arms, and looked at her, half-jokingly teasing, "Tell me honestly, is there a browser installed in your brain?"

"You can solve math problems just by listening to them, and these are insanely difficult, challenging problems at the end! How are we, the mediocre students, supposed to survive?"

Su Qinghe felt embarrassed by his praise, her face flushed slightly, and she nervously clutched the hem of her clothes with both hands.

"No...it's not that exaggerated. I just did similar questions before and remembered the approach...and you read it very clearly, so I was able to deduce it." Su Da's campus belle didn't forget to praise Jiang Che at the end.

"You're being modest."

Jiang Che clicked his tongue and pinched her soft cheek.

"With a brain like yours, it would be a loss for the country if you didn't go to Tsinghua or Peking University."

"It's a good thing you met me now, otherwise if you had really ended up on the streets as a beggar, our country's scientific research would have regressed by several years."

Su Qinghe felt a little itchy from his pinching, so she shrank her neck, feeling a sweet warmth in her heart.

Back home, no matter how well she did in her exams or how many awards she brought home, her parents would never give her a second glance. They would only complain that she was a bookworm who only knew how to study and a money-loser.

No one had ever praised her so directly and enthusiastically as Jiang Che because of her good grades.

This feeling of being recognized made her feel like a valuable person, rather than a useless person who only drags others down.

Thinking of this, a thought suddenly popped into Su Qinghe's mind.

She always felt that she owed Jiang Che too much, both in terms of money and affection, and she didn't know how to repay him.

Although Jiang Che said she didn't need to pay it back, she still felt guilty.

Now, it seems she has finally found something she can do.

"Jiang Che..."

Su Qinghe looked up, and although she couldn't see, she aimed precisely in Jiang Che's direction, her tone carrying a hint of expectation: "Are your grades not very good?"

"?"

Jiang Che was chugging a can of cola when he heard this and almost choked.

"Cough cough... What do you mean 'not so good'? I'm in pretty bad shape."

He readily admitted to being a poor student, even with a strange sense of pride when he said it.

"So I'm basically always at the bottom of the class. Occasionally I'll be in a good mood and jump up a bit, but when I'm in a bad mood, I'll stay at the bottom."

"What, you think I'm stupid?"

"No, no!"

Su Qinghe quickly waved her hand, afraid that he would misunderstand, "You are very smart. I only explained that question once and you were able to write it out, which shows that you have strong logical thinking ability."

"You just... you just haven't been focusing on your studies."

Jiang Che was stunned for a moment. This was the first time someone had commented on him like this. After all, his grades had never been very good since he was a child, and the most common thing he heard was that this kid was not cut out for studying.

He silently thought to himself, "No wonder Su Qinghe is the school beauty; beautiful women always have a sweet voice."

"so what?"

"so……"

Su Qinghe took a deep breath, as if she had made up her mind, and leaned forward to grope and grab Jiang Che's hand that was on his knee.

"Please let me tutor you!"

Jiang Che was stunned for a moment. Why did it feel like there was a strange Japanese anime vibe to it?

But that's not the point. "What did you say? Tutoring? For me?"

"Um!"

Su Qinghe nodded emphatically, "I can explain problems to you, help you organize the knowledge points, and make a review plan... I'm very good at this. Many of my classmates used to ask me for help with their problems."

She became more and more excited as she spoke, and unconsciously tightened her grip on Jiang Che's hand.

"There are still more than half a year until the college entrance exam. As long as you are willing to study, I guarantee I can improve your grades! Even if you don't get into a top university, getting into a first-tier university is definitely not a problem!"

The girl looked very confident, as if she could already see Jiang Che passing the imperial examination with flying colors and turning the tide of the world.

But Jiang Che himself had absolutely no confidence, and the word "study" made his scalp tingle.

Are you kidding me? Make him study?

He still prefers to elbow the concrete floor from the 30th floor.

It's not that he doesn't want to learn, but his foundation is just too weak. Even if he wants to understand something, he ultimately lacks the ability to do so.

So at school, he basically slept through every class.

The other teachers had basically given up on him, but the responsible homeroom teacher treated him consistently.

However, after two years, his forehead was practically calloused from being hit by chalk, but he remained steadfast, which made me feel quite guilty.

But let's keep things separate. "No, no, no, stop."

Jiang Che quickly pulled his hand away, leaned back in fright, and clasped his hands together in front of him.

"Teacher Su, top student Su, please spare me."

"I'm just naturally incompatible with books. I get sleepy as soon as I see those densely packed words, and I feel like throwing up as soon as I hear English listening comprehension."

"Besides, my family is rich. I can just get a degree and come back to inherit the family business. Why bother studying for a university degree? It's too tiring."

This was typical of a spoiled brat's remarks. If it were anyone else, Su Qinghe would have rolled her eyes and left long ago.

But Jiang Che is different; he's the person Su Qinghe likes.

Not only because of her beloved, Su Qinghe was also thinking about repaying Jiang Che's kindness, so she was unwilling to give up so easily.

"no."

Su Qinghe put on a stern face, unusually displaying the kind of demeanor she had when she was the class monitor.

"Jiang Che, you can't think like that. Even if your family is rich, managing a family business still requires brains."

Jiang Che stubbornly replied, "It's okay. My dad has so many capable people under him. Let them manage the company for me, and I can just be a hands-off boss."

Su Qinghe remained firm, "No, what if one of them betrays us? Your own abilities are the only true measure of success."

Seeing that Jiang Che remained unmoved, Su Qinghe simply resorted to pleading: "Jiang Che, I want to apply to the same university as you."

Jiang Che immediately disagreed, saying, "How can that be? You're such a good student, how can you go to the same university as me? Wouldn't that be such a waste?"

"So you need to study hard and try to get into a better school."

Su Qinghe snorted, "You yourself said that it's a loss for the country if I don't go to Tsinghua or Peking University. How can you bear to watch the country lose such a talented person as you, a model youth of the new era?"

Half praise and half coercion, Jiang Che had no room to refuse. The words "I won't do it" were on the tip of his tongue, but he forcibly swallowed them back down.

This girl is really getting better and better at manipulating him.