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AMA Chapter23

Yu Chengsong took photos of both sides of the Chinese paper and sent them to Yin Gu.

 

“You sit here, I’ve finished writing.” Yu Chengsong pointed to the table.

 

Yu Chengdi was stunned for a moment, then realized what he said and immediately sat on his brother’s chair with the test paper in his arms. He rubbed it before taking out the pen, excitedly touching it left and right, and sat up straight with embarrassment when he realized what was going on.

 

Yu Chengsong took in all his actions, curled the corners of his mouth, created a room, turned on the video, and placed the phone in front of him.

 

Yin Gu’s face soon appeared on the screen, his hair was still wet, he was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, and his collarbone was shining in his eyes.

 

“Can you hear me clearly?” Yin Gu waved at the screen. “Can you see clearly?”

 

“I can’t see clearly.” Yu Chengdi was about to say this, but Yu Chengsong covered his mouth and shouted, “Teacher Yin, please perform a handstand and drink water. I want to see if I can see clearly.”

 

“What’s wrong with your face?” Yin Gu suddenly said.

 

“Face?” Yu Chengsong was stunned and immediately realized that it was the mark of his mother’s slap. He glanced at Yu Chengdi and said, “Let’s talk about this tomorrow. Today, study properly.”

 

“Apply some cold water.” Yin Gu didn’t ask any more questions.

 

“Got it.” Yu Chengsong took a sip of water, “Let’s get started quickly. We have school tomorrow. Go to bed before 10 o’clock, little idiot, or you won’t be able to get up.”

 

“I can get up!” Yu Chengdi said in a low voice.

 

Yu Chengsong automatically ignored the protest, adjusted the angle of his phone, made sure they could communicate without any obstacles, and then laid on the bed to play with his phone.

 

Yin Gu’s voice was heard loudly, and Yu Chengsong couldn’t even see what was on the screen.

 

“Shall we start with the essay?”

 

“Okay.”

 

……

 

The eyesight of top alphas is better than that of ordinary people, so Yu Chengsong can see Yin Gu’s face clearly on the mobile phone screen just by tilting his head slightly.

 

After Yu Chengsong took a few glances, he simply put his phone down and looked at it openly.

 

Yu Chengsong always thought that everyone in the world should be able to solve fifth grade questions at a glance like him, so he and Yu Chengdi could not empathize, and he could not teach him.

 

But Yin Gu was different. Yu Chengsong didn’t know where he got the patience from. He broke it down and explained why the essay was written in this way three times. He also listed a bunch of stupid but pretentious words for Yu Chengdi to remember and taught him how to divide the paragraphs, how to start and end…

 

The essay “My Teacher” alone took them a full half hour.

 

Yu Chengsong also attended the class for half an hour.

 

In fact, he didn’t take it to heart. His emotions were still on the question, “What’s wrong?” that Yin Gu asked in a low voice.

 

In fact, many people have asked him “what’s wrong” since he was a child.

 

Zhou Zheyu, Auntie, Uncle, Lao Li, the teacher who taught him, and even the old man at the steamed stuffed bun shop…

 

But he just listened to what they said and let it go, without feeling the same as he does now.

 

It was a complicated, strange, and indescribable feeling.

 

It was like a needle piercing his heart. Before he could feel the pain, strawberry jam suddenly flowed out of the wound, it was sour and sweet…

 

What the hell is this metaphor? He should also ask Teacher Yin to work on his essay.

 

“Actually, you can read some extracurricular books to exercise. Does Chengdi have any extracurricular books?” Yin Gu suddenly asked.

 

“No, he doesn’t read.” Yu Chengsong said.

 

“En?” Yin Gu looked to the side but couldn’t see Yu Chengsong due to the angle. “I thought you were not here.”

 

“What? You are nervous because I’m here?” Yu Chengsong picked up his cell phone and pressed it. Yin Gu couldn’t see him, but he felt a little embarrassed for some reason.

 

The fact that he was staring at people during class was exposed.

 

He wasn’t so serious, even when he was in class.

 

“Not nervous.” Yin Gu laughed. “If you want to listen, you can also move a stool—”

 

“I don’t want to listen. I don’t need it. I’m not interested. Thank you.” Yu Chengsong said.

 

“Chengdi.” Yin Gu said suddenly.

 

“Here!” Yu Chengdi sat up straight.

 

“Has your brother always been so hypocritical?” Yin Gu looked curious.

 

A fatal question.

 

“I don’t know…” Yu Chengdi glanced at his brother, opened his mouth, but still didn’t dare say anything.

 

“You’re not done yet, are you?” Yu Chengsong said with a sigh. “You’re just teaching. If you bring in some private information, I’ll report you to the Education Bureau.”

 

“I’m so scared.” Yin Gu flipped through the test paper photo and said, “Let’s take a look at the reading questions.”

 

“Okay!” Yu Chengdi opened the test paper excitedly.

 

Yu Chengsong changed his posture, leaned back, and listened to the reading for another half an hour…

 

“That’s all for today. Go to bed early.” Yin Gu smiled at the screen.

 

Yu Chengsong sat up and instructed Yu Chengdi: “Say goodbye to Brother Gu.”

 

An hour had passed so quickly that he still felt a little unsatisfied.

 

“Goodbye, Brother Gu.” Yu Chengdi raised his hand and waved foolishly.

 

“No need to say thank you.” Yu Chengsong walked to the table and pointed his phone at himself. “I’ll bring you lunch tomorrow morning. What do you want to eat?”

 

Yin Gu was not polite: “Xiaolongbao from the porridge shop you took me to that day.”

 

“En.” Yu Chengsong paused. “I’ll bring it to you tomorrow.”

 

“Goodnight.” Yin Gu said with a smile.

 

“Goodnight.” Yu Chengsong said.

 

It was not known whether his mother’s anger had completely subsided or not, but Yu Chengsong did not let Yu Chengdi go back and kept him in his own room.

 

“I’ll throw you into mom’s room if you grind your teeth at night.” Yu Chengsong said before going to bed.

 

“I didn’t grind my teeth. I didn’t even dream.” Yu Chengdi rolled over to the bed in the pink strawberry pajamas that Yu Chengsong bought for him and tugged at the edge of the clothes. “It’s so ugly. This is for girls.”

 

“Who asked you to be short? What boys wear looks like a sack on you.” Yu Chengsong turned off the light, turned over, leaned over, and whispered in his ear, “Actually, I did it on purpose. There was a black one that looked really good and cool, but I didn’t buy it.”

 

The devil whispers.

 

Yu Chengdi was so angry that he bit his pillow.

 

Yu Chengsong laughed so hard that he couldn’t hold his phone.

 

But retribution came faster than he expected.

 

Yu Chengdi fell asleep in less than ten minutes. The sound of teeth grinding filled his ears, and Yu Chengsong could not even play with his phone.

 

“You f*cking…” He raised his fist, frowned, and glared at Yu Chengdi, who was sleeping soundly, and finally punched the air above Yu Chengdi twice: “You’re almost giving off sparks, you little idiot.”

 

Yu Chengsong lay back, covered himself with the quilt, closed his eyes, and imagined himself as a stone without worldly desires…

 

“Crackle, crackle, crackle…”

 

“……”

 

He is a stone, he cannot hear.

 

“Crackle, crackle, crackle…”

 

“……” F*ck.

 

Yu Chengsong opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling. Thoughts that could calm him down raced through his mind.

 

Think about what happened today…

 

He didn’t pay attention when he didn’t think about it. Once he thought about it carefully, a lot happened today.

 

First, he and Magical Gu Gu stabbed each other, slapped each other’s shells, and Gu Gu even took out the pulp from his shell…

 

Then Gu Gu kicked Jia Feisong in the toilet and pretended to be innocent with superb acting skills to scare Director Han.

 

Later, he found out that Gu Gu had actually helped him handle a fight—this matter is not over yet, he will definitely have to get back at it in the future.

 

Later on… later on, Gu Gu actually knew the hacking technology.

 

So magical.

 

He can skip the rest and go directly to GuGu’s tutoring.

 

He may need to make up for it more often in the future. After all, Yu Chengdi wants to follow his path of self-study, but he doesn’t have the IQ, so he needs the guidance of a good teacher.

 

As he thought about it, Yu Chengsong didn’t know how long he had been thinking, but he fell asleep in a daze.

 

Even in his dreams, he was still thinking that Gu Gu was really magical. He had a magical friend whom he wanted to take a bite.

 

……

 

Yu Chengsong was woken up by the heat in the morning. When he opened his eyes, he saw Yu Chengdi sleeping quite far away from him on the bed—the heat had nothing to do with Yu Chengdi.

 

“Why is it so hot?” Yu Chengsong muttered, sat up and stretched, raised his leg to kick Yu Chengdi’s buttocks, and lazily called, “Little idiot, good morning.”

 

Yu Chengdi rubbed his hair, turned over, and muttered, “Immediately…”

 

“Immediately my ass.” Yu Chengsong yawned, “Aren’t you hot? Why are you still covering yourself with a blanket?”

 

“It’s freezing…” Yu Chengdi sniffed, “Only fools would be hot.”

 

Yu Chengsong just thought he was weak and incompetent and ignored him.

 

The porridge shop was very busy in the morning, with people packed in and not even a single empty seat.

 

Yu Chengsong took advantage of his height and long legs to grab three portions, handed the first portion to Yu Chengdi, and said, “Go away, little beggar.”

 

“I’m not a beggar.” Yu Chengdi put the buns and soy milk into his schoolbag, patted it, put it back on his back, and started to leave.

 

“Wait a moment.” Yu Chengsong said suddenly.

 

“What?” Yu Chengdi stopped and looked back at him.

 

Yu Chengsong helped him adjust the straps of his schoolbag, clapped his hands, and said with a smile, “The turtle shell is crooked, now you can roll away.”

 

“You’re so annoying!” Yu Chengdi ran away.

 

Yu Chengsong got up early today but wasted a lot of time buying buns. When he entered the school gate, he happened to see a large group of people going to school. A group of people rushed in under the roar of Director Han.

 

Yu Chengsong had no choice but to rush along—at this time, your frequency must be consistent with the crowd; otherwise, you will be trampled to death.

 

He doesn’t have that many pairs of good shoes.

 

“Did you know that Jia Feisong was detained?”

 

Yu Chengsong’s ears perked up.

 

“I know. I heard that they beat the person into a vegetable state?”

 

“I don’t know, but he was arrested anyway. My best friend lived in the same neighborhood as him and saw it with her own eyes!”

 

……

 

What a coincidence!

 

Yu Chengsong walked into the classroom from the back door.

 

Yin Gu had already arrived. He turned around and looked at him when he heard the noise: “Did you bring the things?”

 

“I brought them.” Yu Chengsong pulled out a chair and sat down, staring at him. “Where are the hostages?”

 

Yin Gu took out a box of Xie Meiniang1It’s Mochi. from the table and whispered, “One hand hands over the money and the other hand hands over the person.”

 

Yu Chengsong put all the breakfast on his table. He felt he had enough of acting and started to insult others: “Why are you acting so much?”

 

As he spoke, he took the Xie Meiniang and took a look. It was strawberry, he didn’t buy the wrong one.

 

“What happened to your face?” Yin Gu looked at him and asked, “Your mother?”

 

“I’m begging you.” Yu Chengsong didn’t know how to describe his feelings, so he could only give him a thumbs up: “Go tell fortune. If the world of metaphysics misses you, it will be decades late in its development.”

 

“It’s quite red. I saw it yesterday.” Yin Gu opened the plastic bag, put a straw into the soy milk with “sugar” and handed it to him. “You didn’t apply ice to it yesterday, right?”

 

“I’m too lazy to do it. I’m sleepy.” Yu Chengsong took a sip of the soy milk. “My own mother beat me. How can it not hurt? Can you still see the marks now?”

 

“It’s not obvious.” Yin Gu said. “You can’t see it unless you get close.”

 

“Oh.” Yu Chengsong leaned back, with the legs of his chair hanging up, confused about how he could talk to Yin Gu about such a thing and still be so nonchalant, “I thought it would stay for two or three days.”

 

“In the past, it would… stay for two or three days?” Yin Gu frowned slightly.

 

“Yeah, but she doesn’t act like this often.” Yu Chengsong couldn’t figure it out. Whatever she wanted to do, he felt comfortable chatting with Yin Gu. They were friends, so why think so much? “What you saw that day doesn’t count. That’s normal. Yesterday counted. It only happens once every one or two months. She missed her son.”

 

After saying this, he couldn’t help laughing, lowered his head, and bit the straw: “There are us, three sons, in the house, and she misses her son…”

 

Yin Gu didn’t say anything. He looked at him for a long time, lowered his head, opened two bags of dumplings, and pushed them all onto his table.

 

He also took a box of crepe cake from the dining table and put it on the table.

 

Then there was a bottle of yogurt, Wangzai milk, small biscuits, nougat, and dried prunes…

 

“Even the donkeys in the production team were not fed like you did.” Yu Chengsong was shocked for several seconds. Did Yin Gu rob the supermarket?

 

“Are you a donkey?” Yin Gu handed him another pack of tissues.

 

“I am a free butterfly.” Yu Chengsong pulled out a bag of prunes, opened it, and put it in his mouth. After a pause, he said, “Don’t sympathize with me. I will regard these as your filial piety—”

 

“The child’s father.” Yin Gu said.

 

“Filial piety butterfly.” Yu Chengsong said, looking at him, smiling wickedly, and whispering, “You are accepting this title very well now. Does it fit the oga soul in your heart?”

 

“It fits perfectly. I even secretly wear little skirts at home.” Yin Gu followed him and whispered.

 

“That should be the size of 10x.” Yu Chengsong said happily. “Hurry up and give me a set. Tomorrow is Zhou Zheyu’s birthday, let him change into it.”

 

“Okay, you can come to my house to choose when the time comes. There are more than 100,000 sets, so it’s not easy to choose.” Yin Gu looked serious.

 

“Why don’t you give me one hundred million?” Yu Chengsong forked a steamed bun.

 

“Do you need so many? Wait until I have the maid flown in from England.” Yin Gu said.

 

“…Awesome.” Yu Chengsong gave him a thumbs up.

 

After all the nonsense, he had completely forgotten why they started talking nonsense. He only knew that Yin Gu was silent and invincible.

 

So the reserved one is the real king?

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    It’s Mochi

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