Quick Wear: Oh no, the lady is running away with the ball again

Chapter 277: Cold Academic God x Bright and Intelligent Fake Gold 8

Facing the teacher's suggestion, Gu Wusui did not respond much, but simply said: "Teacher, I have something going on at home recently, so it may not be convenient for me."

His words were neither hurried nor slow, and there was no emotion in his tone, as if the answer had been written in advance.

The teacher looked at him helplessly, shook his head, and said nothing more. But Yun Qian saw this opportunity, raised his eyebrows slightly, and walked towards the two people with brisk steps.

"Teacher, who is this student?" Her voice sounded at the right time, with a bit of casual curiosity.

Upon hearing this, the teacher seemed to remember that Yun Qian was still standing nearby, and quickly introduced him: "Oh, he is Gu Wusui, also a student in the competition class. But..."

"But what?" Yun Qian pretended to be confused, with a faint smile between his brows.

"Wusui, he... is a bit busy and rarely comes." The teacher sighed, and his evaluation of Gu Wusui in his words was quite complicated, but more of it was regret.

"Gu Wusui?" Yun Qian whispered the name, as if to remember it, or to confirm it. She turned her gaze to Gu Wusui, with a unique softness and calmness in her eyes: "Hello, I am Yun Shen's sister. I am here to accompany him to class today."

Gu Wusui raised his eyes, glanced at her calmly, nodded, and said nothing more. His attitude was not cold, but it was not warm either, as if no one and nothing could really arouse his interest.

Seeing him turn around and leave, Yun Qian suddenly said, "Wait, Gu Wusui."

Gu Wusui paused, turned his head and glanced at her, his eyes as calm as water: "Anything else?"

"It's like this," Yun Qian raised her eyebrows and smiled generously, "I heard that you're a very good student. I'm going to take the art exam soon... Are you interested in being my tutor?"

Gu Wusui was slightly stunned, then shook his head: "Sorry, I may not be free."

Although his tone was flat, his words were firm and decisive. It was obvious that he didn't want to argue any further. After he finished speaking, he took a step forward and prepared to leave.

Yun Qian was neither anxious nor annoyed. She gently moved aside to block his way: "Teacher Gu, you really don't want to think about it?"

Gu Wusui finally stopped and looked at her with indifferent eyes, his gaze scrutinizing her: "Do you really want to learn mathematics?"

"Let me think about it. It was like that before, but not necessarily now." Yun Qian blinked, but the smile on her face deepened. "I think this should be a win-win situation, right?"

She looked at Gu Wusui with a calm gaze, even with a hint of self-confidence.

Gu Wusui didn't answer, but just glanced at her for a moment longer. Then he took out a piece of paper and quickly wrote down an address... and handed it over.

Then he turned and left, leaving behind a low voice: "Come back tomorrow after school with your test paper."

Yun Qian stood there, watching his departing back, a faint smile on her lips.

The next day when Yun Qian entered the classroom,

The air conditioner whirred softly in the classroom. The sunlight outside the window was half-blocked by the curtains, casting a soft shadow. On the podium was a large whiteboard, and in front of it stood a young man.

In just a moment, Yun Qian's attention was attracted.

He was a slender young man, wearing a simple white shirt, the collar slightly open, the cuffs neatly rolled up to the elbows, revealing a bony wrist. He stood before a whiteboard, a marker between his fingers, explaining a complex math problem in a soft yet clear voice. The sunlight struck his profile, outlining a cold outline. When he lowered his eyes, the shadow of his eyelashes fell lightly under his eyelids. His eyebrows and eyes were as deep and distinct as if carved by a knife, revealing a cold and distant feeling.

His voice was steady and logical, as if every word carried weight, making you hold your breath. His confidence and composure seemed to hold the entire classroom's air. When the boy reached the key point, he paused and glanced around the room.

His gaze was as calm as water, carrying a coldness and aura of intelligence that few could match. Like a piercing ray of light, it swept across the crowd, then swiftly retracted, neither distant nor redundant, as if merely a routine observation. Yet Yun Qian felt a subtle sense of oppression, as if any disguise would be stripped away under his cold gaze.

The boy was unlike the "smart" people she remembered. He had no brilliance or arrogance, but his coolness and focus seemed to naturally possess a charm that was impossible to ignore.

Seeing her come in, Gu Wusui raised his eyes slightly, glanced at her, and said a word without any rhythm, "Find a place to sit."

Good guy, Yun Qian looked around and saw that there was no need for her to give money. Teacher Gu already had many students all over the world.

Haha, really...

"No wonder he agreed to give you extra lessons so easily."

The system ruthlessly struck back.

……

You can’t concentrate on the class if you stare at Gu Wusui’s face. Yun Qian knows it, and the system knows it too.

"Host, if you don't plan to study mathematics anymore, just let me go back to sleep. I really can't stand it anymore." I can't break into this wonderful world of mathematics.

Yun Qian heard the system's complaints and said expressionlessly, "Noisy."

"If you don't learn, others will."

The system frowned, but it also went offline quickly.

Gu Wusui’s lectures were very detailed. He deduced complex and sophisticated math problems step by step, which was different from ordinary math teachers.

He is not at all pretentious, and he never engages in idle chatter or rambling.

Yun Qian had thought that he was short of money, but she had never thought that he was so good at making money. Indeed, with the lectures he was giving now and charging fees from more than a dozen people, his hourly wage was extremely high.

For a moment, Yun Qian felt a little annoyed. After all, her idea was to have Gu Wusui, a poor high school boy, tutor her alone. Gu Wusui had a nice voice, and just listening to it made people feel that it was worth the money. Unfortunately, this was not what Yun Qian wanted...

Her eyelids suddenly began to become heavy, and her eyelashes fluttered. One could see that she was fighting against sleepiness. It was common for students to feel sleepy in spring, tired in autumn, and napping in summer. No matter when, it was always the case that students felt sleepy during class. Who asked him to cook so hard?

Gu Wusui was wearing glasses today, giving his gaze an inexplicable sharpness that made it seem as if a single strike was fatal. Yun Qian lived up to everyone's expectations and collapsed onto the desk in a moment of confusion. This carefree attitude betrayed his usual lack of study.

Gu Wusui walked around the room himself, finally settling on where Yun Qian was sitting. Yun Qian seemed completely unaware, still drifting off into a daze. "This classmate," he said in a clear voice. Yun Qian suddenly shuddered and sat up straight. Her brows, which had been half-furrowed, relaxed, and a shimmering light shone in her eyes. She responded softly, "Uh, Teacher Gu."