Divorce: This is a Trivial Matter

Liang Minghao took Zhang Xiang's signature on the paper and posted the picture.Ten seconds later--

Uncle: ...

Liang Minghao: O(∩_∩)O~

Yang Wei was preparing for the next class. The phone on the table vibrated and the caller showed Fang Chengran.Yang Wei blinked and went to the window to answer the phone: "Fang Chengran, what's the matter?"

"Uh... if I said that I particularly like octopus balls, so imitated his signature, do you believe it?"

Yang Wei tilted her head and said: "If you will feel better, then I believe it."

Fang Chengran: "..."

He was silent for a while before saying, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to lie to you. It's just that my family thinks that writing novels is not doing business. I'm afraid you think so, so I pretended to work in a hotel."

Yang Wei said: "Why do I think this way? You haven't stolen or robbed. You make money by your own work. It's much better than some rich second generation who sit on the hills and the writer is not a career that everyone can do."

Fang Chengran was overjoyed: "Do you really think so?"

Yang Wei shrugged: "I have no spare time to make you happy."

Fang Chengran laughed, Yang Wei said again: "But why don't you say you are writing novels part-time while working in a hotel?"

Fang Chengran: "..."

He... didn't expect to come here.

He coughed dryly and asked in a gentle manner: "Can I invite you to dinner tonight?"

Yang Wei said: "I have been busy painting recently, next time."

Fang Chengran was a little disappointed, but still said: "Well, I'll see you next time."

Yang Wei responded and hung up to continue the lesson.At the end of the get out of class, Teacher Dai took Gu Lei angrily into the office, Yang Wei yelled in her heart, Teacher Dai was about to go viral, and she couldn't run away.

Sure enough, Mr. Dai came over and smashed his homework book on Yang Wei's desk: "Mr. Yang, look at Gu Lei in your class! Twenty words were dictated in the last class. He was wrong by ten. Five! And they are so wrong! I heard that he got a perfect score again in the last math exam, and it doesn’t look stupid. Is it that I have an opinion about my language teacher?"

Yang Wei silently turned his head to look at Gu Lei, and Gu Lei was also watching her.Yang Wei pursed her lips and took a look at the workbook on the table. The mistake was indeed very creative.

She put down her homework book and smiled at Teacher Dai: "Teacher Dai, don't be mad at first. Are you going to have the next class and the class? Are you busy first? Gu Lei gave it to me to educate."

With the English textbook in hand, Mr. Yao also came to help: "Yes, Gu Lei should not have an opinion on you. The English words he dictated last time are basically wrong."

Gu Lei: "..."

Thank you so much, Teacher Yao.

Teacher Dai said Gu Lei again, and then left again with the textbook.After the bell rang, Gu Lei was left in the office to receive a separate education.

Gentleman Yang Wei glanced at him and said, "Like teacher Dai said, you can get a perfect score in mathematics, and the language is not so bad."

Gu Lei said: "Mr. Yang, don't you think Chinese is much harder than math?"

"do not think so."

Gu Lei analyzed to her: "The vocabulary of Chinese is so complicated. What emotions are commendatory, derogatory, extended, metaphorical, and clearly the same word? According to different contexts, we can understand five or six different meanings! Can't you speak well!"

Yang Wei: "..."

She could not refute.

"On the contrary, mathematics is completely different. Every question has its own laws and every step has its principles, just like a rigorous gentleman."

Yang Wei: "..."

To say that his language is not good, the metaphor is quite proficient.

"Mr. Yang, standing at the height of art, don't you think math is very beautiful?"

Yang Wei said firmly: "I don't think so." And you a primary school student told me what art.