Senior sister, I really don’t have any improper thoughts about you!

"Du."

"It's your ginger."

moment.

Amid Betty's teasing, Du Xinrui answered the phone, speaking in pure Chinese.

"Jiang Ning."

"What's up?"

...

"Ok, I know."

"It was my tutor who helped me contact the magazine."

"They want to promote me."

...

"No, you don't have to pay."

"Really, you don't have to pay me."

Betty here.

As a roommate who has lived with Du Xinrui for several months.

I also went to China once.

I didn't learn many other Chinese words, but I remember the word "money" very clearly.

So when she heard Du Xinrui say this word.

She had only put on half of her underwear when she leaned aside.

Speaking in a very foreign accent.

"Jiang! Qian! Ma Ning!"

"very Ma Ning!"

I heard my roommate making trouble.

Du Xinrui rarely showed an unhappy expression.

Push Betty, who was leaning towards you, out.

As a result, when she started talking on the phone again.

But she heard the girl on the other side of the ocean asking her to give the phone to Betty.

Although doubtful.

But Du Xinrui still called out to Betty.

"Betty."

"Jiang Ning said he wanted to talk to you."

...

"what?"

"Talk to me?"

Betty also had a strange expression on her face.

Wait until I put a vest on over my underwear.

He walked over with his butt naked.

Got the call.

"hello."

"Little Witch of the East."

...

"Ok?"

"Yes."

"Professor Chris is famous in our profession..."

"Yes, ma'am."

“I love the pizza she makes.”

"It's just that the dog is annoying."

"You know, I like dogs in heat, but not the kind that lie on their four legs on the ground."

"hehe…"

...

"what?"

"money?"

Hear this.

Du Xinrui, who was sitting on the bed, sensed something keenly and glared at Betty.

The latter immediately realized.

"Cough cough cough..."

"Du has money."

"She's like a magician. Whenever her wallet is empty, she can always make something come out."

“But usually no more than ten dollars.”

"Well, I guess it can change up to twenty times."

...

"Betty!!!"

Du Xinrui was a little anxious, so she walked over quickly and called into the phone in Chinese:

"I have money."

"Enough!"

"Don't worry about it!"

After a few seconds, I don't know what was said on the phone, and then the call was hung up.

This made Du Xinrui look up with some confusion, looking at her blond roommate in front of her who had a shocked expression.

"What did she say?"

"Ten thousand dollars..."

"what?"

"She said she would transfer 10,000 US dollars to you every month so that you wouldn't suffer."

Done.

Betty suddenly started scratching her hair with both hands.

He let out an almost insane murmur.

"Ten thousand dollars, a month."

"Oh my god!!!"

"Is she really your student?!"

"Are you really her teacher?!"

"Please ask her if she still wants a teacher!"

"No, she can be my teacher!"

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Watching Betty going crazy.

Du Xinrui suddenly had an indescribable feeling.

I wanted to pick up the phone and call to refuse the money.

But there was another voice persuading her.

I have already received so many benefits, so what's the harm in accepting some more money?

And recently, because of the promotion of her songs, she is indeed short of money.

I have already contacted the places where I can find part-time jobs.

The result is now...

Why do I owe more and more?

Du Xinrui fell into inexplicable distress...

------

the next day.

Morning reading class.

Leader Yang Mei wrote the words "Returning to the Countryside" on the blackboard.

Then he knocked on the blackboard.

"Write it down."

"Give it to me before first period class."

Hear this.

There was a wailing in the class.

Including Miss Jiang.

She had never been interested in classical Chinese, so every time she had to recite ancient Chinese texts, she would find ways to get away with it.

Unfortunately, the Chinese teacher is led by Yang Mei.

This woman seemed to know Miss Jiang's character very well.

stomachache?

Then go to the bathroom and come back to write it down.

Not diarrhea?

The teacher has ginger tea. He will make it for you when you go to the office to do dictation at noon.

no way.

Miss Jiang could only scratch her head and slowly write down each sentence from memory.

of course.

She's not the only one having a hard time.

And there is her deskmate, Miss Ye.

But then again.

This chick is acting a little weird lately.

In the past, there was no one to be seen during morning and evening self-study.

Now it actually appears in the morning reading class.

And like her, he was reciting ancient Chinese texts from memory.

"Girl."