My online dating circle has millions of followers, why would she put a collar on me?

Jiang Yi felt that his previous understanding of the word "tomboy" might have been wrong.

This isn't a tomboy, this is clearly a "boy".

"Hello, I'm Jiang Yi, and I'm here to tutor you in math today."

Jiang Yi tried his best to appear friendly and took the initiative to greet them.

The girl stared at him for three seconds, then snorted, turned her head to the side, and said in a muffled voice, "Another bookworm."

The nanny smiled awkwardly and whispered to Jiang Yi:

"Please don't mind her, Miss is just being stubborn. Actually, my second young lady is a very nice person."

"Um... I'll go prepare some fruit and snacks for you first, you can chat slowly."

After saying that, he slipped away as if his feet were greased.

Only Jiang Yi and the girl who stubbornly refused to look at him remained in the living room.

Jiang Yi didn't rush to speak. Instead, he walked over and sat down on the single sofa opposite her, placing the documents he had brought on the coffee table.

He then glanced at the game screen on the TV and casually remarked, "Are you playing ranked matches?"

The girl's body moved almost imperceptibly, but she still didn't turn around: "What's it to you?"

Which district?

"...Ionia".

"Oh, Ionia? That region's pretty competitive." Jiang Yi's tone was casual, as if he were chatting with his roommate. "What's your rank?"

The girl finally turned around, her eyes filled with a mixture of wariness and curiosity: "You play League of Legends?"

"I used to play before college, and I even reached Master rank, but I got busy and stopped playing much later."

The girl's eyes lit up for a moment, but quickly dimmed again as she turned her head away. "Pshaw, who would believe that? You academic geniuses are all just bragging."

Jiang Yi didn't respond to that. Instead, he picked up the monthly exam paper on the coffee table, which had been crumpled up but barely flattened, and unfolded it to take a look.

Mathematics, the one with a score of 23.

He carefully looked at a few questions and found that some of them were actually not difficult, but the answers on the paper were crooked and messy, the drafts were all over the paper, his thoughts were disjointed, and he didn't know where he was going while writing.

"You got this multiple-choice question wrong," Jiang Yi said, pointing to a function problem. "But actually, your approach is correct; you just reversed the signs when substituting them. If you had written it correctly here, the rest of the answer would have been correct, and you would have gotten the four points for this question."

The girl's body moved again.

"And this big question, you got the first part right, but you stopped halfway through the second part. Why?"

After a few seconds of silence, the girl said sullenly, "I can't keep calculating."

"It's not that you couldn't keep up with the calculations, it's that you skipped steps, and then things got messy." Jiang Yi's tone wasn't accusatory, it was just a simple statement.

"Your foundation isn't actually bad, you're just too impatient, always wanting to achieve too much too quickly. Math is like playing a game, you have to take it one step at a time. If you try to show off your skills right away, you'll just get counter-killed by the opponent."

The girl finally turned around completely.

She looked at Jiang Yi, her eyes less hostile and replaced by a scrutinizing gaze that seemed to ask, "Just who are you?"

"You... have you really played League of Legends?"

"Why would I lie to you?" Jiang Yi took out his phone and showed her screenshots of his past battle records.

Although it happened more than a year ago, the account rank and history are still there, so it can't be faked.

The girl stared at the "Master" logo on the screen, her eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

"Holy crap, really? You're a master?"

I'd be a dog if I lied to you.

Jiang Yi wasn't lying, but he sold his account last year to buy a gift for Xia Anmian, and hasn't played since.

The girl's expression changed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

From the resistance and disdain just now, it has turned into this—how should I put it, the surprise of finding treasure on the roadside.

"Can you teach me how to play games?" Her eyes lit up.

"Sure," Jiang Yi nodded, "but on one condition."

"What are the conditions?"

"Finish your math homework first. After you finish one big problem, I'll teach you a trick. After you finish a test, I'll play a game with you."

The girl opened her mouth as if to say something, but seeing Jiang Yi's "no room for negotiation" expression, she swallowed back the words that were on the tip of her tongue.

She glanced down at the 23-point, battered exam paper, then looked up at the gleaming gold "Master" logo on Jiang Yi's phone screen, gritted her teeth, and said, "Fine! You said it! No backing out!"

"No regrets."

"Then sit here! I don't know how to do this problem, so explain it to me!"

Her change of attitude was so swift that Jiang Yi was caught off guard.

The little hedgehog, who had just been stubbornly humming, now proactively pushed the test paper and pen in front of him, and leaned in so close that it was almost touching him.

Jiang Yi subtly moved to the side, opened his textbook, and began explaining the most basic concept of functions.

The girl's name is Gu Qingying, she is seventeen years old and a senior in high school.

This was the information she reluctantly revealed after arguing with Jiang Yi for ten minutes and being forced to do three questions.

"Your sister says your grades aren't good, but you're actually quite quick-witted."

Jiang Yi looked at the answer she had calculated on the draft paper and, unusually, offered a genuine compliment.

Gu Qingying rolled her eyes at him: "Stop flattering me, hurry up and move on to the next one."

Jiang Yi smiled and continued explaining the problem.

The hour and a half passed much faster than Jiang Yi had imagined.

Gu Qingying is indeed intelligent.

She grasps some mathematical concepts very quickly; she can repeat them after Jiang Yi explains them once, and she can even apply what she's learned to other situations.

But if you call her stupid, then she really is stupid.

She makes mistakes in the simplest addition and subtraction, reverses the positive and negative signs, mistakes "3" for "8" in a problem, and mistakes "find the maximum value" for "find the minimum value".

It wasn't that she couldn't make the mistake, but rather that she was simply careless and negligent, just like her personality—restless and unable to concentrate on anything.

"Look at this question. The question clearly states that X is greater than 0, so why did you substitute a negative number right away?" Jiang Yi pointed at the test paper, feeling his temples throbbing.

Gu Qingying said matter-of-factly, "I must have misread it."

"You misread it? The question is only one line long, how could you misread it?"

"So what? Nobody's perfect!" she retorted, sticking out her neck.

Jiang Yi took a deep breath and told himself not to stoop to the level of a high school senior.

Overall, however, the tutoring session went better than he had expected.

Although Gu Qingying was sharp-tongued, she had done all the questions she was supposed to do and listened to all the answers she was supposed to listen to.

After an hour and a half, she redid the test paper that she could only answer two or three questions on before, and her accuracy rate improved from 10% to about 40%.

Although it's far from passing, it's at least an improvement.

"Alright, that's all for today." Jiang Yi closed his textbook, glanced at the time, and said, "Before I come next time, review the problems we covered today. I'll be checking them next time."

"Okay, okay." Gu Qingying waved her hand, then her eyes lit up. "Hey, you promised me, right? Play a game with me?"

"I meant completing one test paper and then doing a practice test. You only did half of it today." Jiang Yi stood up and picked up his coat.

"Next time, next time you finish a whole sheet, I'll play a couple of rounds with you."

"You're cheating!" Gu Qingying jumped up.

"I didn't, you just didn't finish." Jiang Yi had already reached the door. "Study hard, see you next week."

"Jiang Yi, you son of a bitch!" came Gu Qingying's furious shout from behind.

Jiang Yi didn't turn his head, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curve slightly.

As he stepped out of the villa, his phone vibrated; it was a message from Xia Anmian.

Baby: How's the home education?

Jiang Yi: It went well, pretty smoothly. Are you free at noon? I'll treat you to Japanese food.

Xia Anmian's reply came almost instantly after the message was sent.

Baby: Sure, sure, but why did you suddenly decide to treat me to a buffet?

Jiang Yi: Since you found me such a cushy job, I have to reward you properly.

Baby: You're so sweet-talking!

Baby: Yes!

Jiang Yi mentioned a newly opened Japanese restaurant in a shopping mall, where the average cost per person is over 300 yuan.

In the past, he would never have considered this price range.

But it's different now.

He needs money, but he doesn't want to let a lack of money reduce his entire life to a gray state.

Xia Anmian has been with him for more than two years and hasn't enjoyed any good life. He should at least treat her to a decent meal.

Moreover, with a tutoring income of two thousand yuan today, it's more than enough to treat him to a buffet.

He sent Xia Anmian the restaurant address and the specific time, then scanned a shared bicycle and rode towards the school.

The wind brushed past my ears. Kyoto was still a bit chilly in early March, but the sun was shining brightly, making me feel warm and cozy.

Jiang Yi felt a rare moment of relaxation.

He put his phone back in his pocket, not noticing that the silent phone lit up again.

Little Moon: Honey, are you done with your work? I miss you so much...

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