My Girlfriend Who Develops Through Development

Qi Bei glanced at the lemonade in An Youyu's hand, his lips twitching. "Why so slow?"

"I……"

Just as Ye Hongjun was about to explain, the lemonade in his hand had vanished.

Qi Bei handed the lemonade to An Youyu's other hand with a big smile, a far cry from the cold face he had shown to Ye Hongjun just moments before. Ye Hongjun was dumbfounded by the speed at which he changed his expression.

However, upon seeing the teacher's actions, he breathed a sigh of relief, but the helplessness in his expression intensified.

Good guy!

He was at least a third-level academician of the Mathematical Academy, but now he's become a gofer?

The main reason was to run errands for a girl who had just started college...

An Youyu looked at the lemonade in her hand and whispered, "Teacher, I already have some. This one is for you."

"I can't drink this, you can drink it."

Qi Bei said half-jokingly, "I remember last time in Principal Ke's office, you really liked drinking this. Let's try it and see which one tastes better, the one the teacher bought or the one Lin Mo bought."

Upon hearing this, Ye Hongjun, who was walking towards the bench, curled his lips slightly.

He clearly bought it, so how did it become the teacher's purchase?

Not only did he not say thank you, but he also complained that he was too slow...

Sigh, it's all for nothing!

Under Qi Bei's expectant gaze, An Youyu first took a sip of the lemonade Qi Bei gave her. The next second, her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, "So sour..."

Qi Bei's smile froze.

An Youyu narrowed her eyes, and after the sourness in her mouth subsided, she took another sip of the lemonade Lin Mo had bought, frowning in the same way, "This is so sour too..."

Qi Bei breathed a sigh of relief; at least he hadn't been outdone by Lin Mo.

A thought struck him. "Girl, which of these two drinks do you think tastes better?"

An Youyu bit her lip, "Does the teacher want to hear the truth or a lie?"

"Of course I'll listen to the truth."

"Actually... they're not very good. The staff definitely didn't add any sugar; they're all sour and not sweet."

Qi Bei glanced meaningfully at the back of the classroom and noticed Lin Mo frowning as he stared intently at the lemonade in his hand. He almost burst out laughing.

He composed himself slightly and asked, "Girl, even if they're all bad, there's still a difference in quality, right? Which one do you think is slightly better?"

An Youyu raised the lemonade in her right hand without hesitation, "The one Lin Mo bought tastes better."

Qi Bei: "..."

He's such a jerk!

Why invite humiliation upon yourself?

Feeling dejected, Qi Bei beckoned to Ye Hongjun, who had just sat down, "Come here for a second."

Ye Hongjun quickly got up and came over to the two of them. "Teacher, what's the matter?"

Qi Bei pointed at the lemonade in An Youyu's hands, "Why isn't the lemonade you bought as good as the one Lin Mo bought?"

Ye Hongjun was taken aback. "Who said that?"

An Youyu blinked hesitantly, not daring to utter a sound.

Qi Bei glared at him, annoyed. "I said it!"

Ye Hongjun immediately retorted, "Impossible! Lin Mo and I clearly bought our lemonade from the same store, and it was even made by the same employee. How come his lemonade tastes better than mine?"

Qi Bei: "..."

Ok!

The more detailed the questions, the more upset he became.

His current behavior is practically inviting others to witness their affection!

An Youyu lowered her head, "Actually, they all taste good, really... no, I'm not lying."

Qi Bei rubbed his temples wearily, glanced at Ye Hongjun, and said, "Alright, let's go back. What are you doing wandering around aimlessly? You're just being annoying."

Ye Hongjun looked completely bewildered.

What is this thing called?

Who did he provoke?

After Ye Hongjun went back to sit down, Qi Bei chuckled and squatted down on the ground without regard for his image, changing the subject.

"Girl, can I ask you for a favor?"

An Youyu made a move to give up her seat, but Qi Bei stopped her, saying, "You can sit down. I've been standing for a long time, so I'll squat for a bit and answer my question first."

An Youyu's eyes flickered. "Teacher, you must have something to say, right?"

"You agree first."

Qi Bei started playing a little trick, "If you promise me, I'll tell you."

An Youyu wasn't fooled. "If the teacher doesn't say what it is, the student can't agree to it. What if I agree and then can't keep my promise?"

"You can definitely do it. Asking your teacher for something is no problem for you at all. Can you just agree?"

"No."

An Youyu shook her head and refused Qi Bei.

Lin Mo's tricks were far more sophisticated than Qi Bei's. Over time, the naive boy he once was had become incredibly shrewd.

Having no other choice, Qi Bei had to compromise. "Actually, what I'm asking of you is very simple: become my disciple."

"You were my teacher to begin with."

“It’s different. I’m talking about a formal apprenticeship, not a school teacher-student relationship.”

"This."

"May I?"

Qi Bei's eyes showed anticipation, but An Youyu's next words made him feel utterly hopeless.

"I need to ask Lin Mo about this; he has to agree."

"..."

Qi Bei secretly rolled her eyes. "Do you really have to ask Lin Mo about everything?"

An Youyu nodded naturally and said, "Of course, he's my boyfriend, so naturally I need his consent for this kind of thing."

Qi Bei's face twitched, and he earnestly advised, "Girl, you are a person with independent thinking, not an object, much less someone's appendage."

"You are perfectly capable of making your own decisions. Asking Lin Mo about everything will only make you lose your sense of responsibility in the long run..."

"But I like it."

The chat was interrupted again, and at that moment, Qi Bei felt like strangling Lin Mo.

Why?

Why?

What kind of spell did Lin Mo cast on this girl?

A few meters away, Ye Hongjun, sitting on a bench, looked at the teacher and An Youyu and felt a sense of crisis.

He spoke in a low voice to Lu Hongyu and Huang Hai beside him: "Seniors, based on my understanding of our teacher, something seems a little off."

Upon hearing this, both Lu Hongyu and Huang Hai were completely bewildered.

Huang Hai, puzzled, asked, "What's wrong? Xiao Ye, explain yourself clearly."

Ye Hongjun glanced at Qi Bei, who was whispering with An Youyu, and lowered his voice even further, "Seniors, have you forgotten the purpose of our visit to Xia Bei?"

Without hesitation, Lu Hongyu replied, "How could I forget? Before we came, the dean specifically instructed the three of us to persuade An Youyu to join the School of Mathematics. Even if Lao Huang and I are old, our memories are not that bad."

Huang Hai nodded in agreement, "That's right."

Ye Hongjun smiled wryly, "That's why I said something wasn't quite right."

“Look at Professor Qi’s eyes. He must be thinking about taking An Youyu as his disciple. If An Youyu really becomes Professor Qi’s disciple, then our plan will not be able to be completed. The two seniors should be very clear about the gap between Professor Qi and the School of Mathematics.”

Lu Hongyu and Huang Hai both looked at Qi Bei, and when they saw the eager look in Qi Bei's eyes, they immediately sensed something was wrong.

"What should I do?"

"How about we take An Youyu out now and have a proper talk?"

Ye Hongjun secretly rolled his eyes. "This method... is not very rational. It's class time now, and I reckon Teacher Qi is aware of the purpose of the three of us coming here today, so she definitely won't agree."

Upon hearing this, Lu Hongyu and Huang Hai frowned.

Huang Hai whispered, "Once you miss out on a prodigy like An Youyu, it will be hard to find another one like him."

Lu Hongyu nodded, "That's right. If such a mathematical genius joins the School of Mathematics, with her superhuman talent, she might be able to rebuild the School of Mathematics' prehistoric glory!"

Ye Hongjun's lips twitched. "I am naturally aware of what the two seniors have said, so do you have any countermeasures in mind?"

"Response strategy?"

Huang Hai coughed lightly, "Old Lu, do you have any?"

Lu Hongyu's expression stiffened, and he looked at Ye Hongjun. "Little Ye, you should have one, right?"

Ye Hongjun: "..."

So, these two are just passing the buck here?

However, considering the teacher's reputation in the domestic mathematics community, their reaction was quite normal.

After all, everyone is afraid of being scolded, especially people of their age, who are being scolded in public, and in a way that they can't even talk back.

Just thinking about it makes me feel awkward...

It’s difficult!