Divorce: This is a Trivial Matter

On Monday morning, when Yang Wei rushed out of the building with a slice of bread, he saw a familiar Audi parked opposite.The driver's window slowly lowered, revealing Qi's smiling face: "Get in the car, I'll take you to school."

Yang Wei looked at him for a while, then went around and climbed into the car.Audi steadily drove on the road. Yang Wei held her exclusive pillow in her arms and asked sideways: "How does Professor Qi think of sending me to work today?"

"Don't you say you're okay to take the initiative to ask for help?"

Yang Wei lowered his head and laughed, said: "I still want to write love poems, and you can hand it to me before the end of your self-study."

Qi Xiaoyan said: "..."

He glanced at the bread in Yang Wei's hand and frowned slightly, "Did you eat this in the morning?"

"Well, I don't want to get it, and there is nothing at home." Yang Wei gnawed the white bread in his hand like a hamster.

"I will pick you up after get off work in the afternoon and go to the supermarket together."

Yang Wei blinked quickly and continued to nibble the bread.

It was relatively early when he arrived at school. Qi Xiaoyan stopped Yang Wei, who was driving, and reminded him, "Don't forget to pick you up from get off work."

"I know." Yang Wei waved at him and jumped out of the car.The fat security guard at the door waited for Yang Wei to walk away, and looked at the black Audi with his chin.This seems to be the same car that sent Mr. Yang to work before. Does it mean that handsome Martha is out?

He hesitated and struggled in his heart, whether he should send this matter to his circle of friends.

Yang Wei walked into the office and saw that Teacher Yao was sitting on the seat looking at mysteriously and secretly, and leaned in with curiosity: ""Thirty-Six Strategies"? ?"

Teacher Yao habitually supported the black-rimmed glasses on the nose bridge, raised his head and said to Yang Wei: "I am going to a blind date today after get off work."

Yang Wei opened his eyes: "The other party is a soldier? So you want to do what you want?"

Teacher Yao looked at Yang Wei and shook his head. His eyes seemed to laugh at her ignorance: "Blind date is a war. Only by familiarizing with the art of war, can you see the tricks."

Yang Wei went to the seat and sat down, sliding the chair to her side: "It sounds so deep."

"Of course." Teacher Yao clasped the book with one hand, and his expression was particularly authoritative. "For example, the other party asked what your hobby is, how should you answer?"

Yang Wei said: "Really answer."

Teacher Yao shook his head: "I told him that I watched American drama at home every day. Will he still be interested in me? At this time, we must choose the answer according to the other party's occupation. If the other party is a fitness coach, you should answer you. Like outdoor sports, such as mountaineering."

"Then he will ask you to go hiking every time in the future, aren't you dying?"

"So this place is the real game!" Teacher Yao held her shoulders and her eyelashes were shaking with excitement. "This answer must arouse the other's interest, and you must not be too embarrassed. This requires flashing wisdom."

Yang Wei: "..."

"The same is true for people in love. You know that love has a shelf life, and the other party will get tired of you soon. You must let the other party continue to be interested in you." She picked up the English book on the table and stood up, bending over The cover of Sun Tzu's Art of War is a little bit, "Learn to do it."

Yang Wei: "..."

After Teacher Yao left, Yang Wei stared at her desk for a while, and picked up "The Art of War" and read it.

In the Imperial University, Qi Xiaoyan sat in the office, frowning at the blank paper in front of him.The head of the math department came over and patted him on the shoulder and asked, "Xiao Qi, have you encountered a problem?"

Qi Xiaoyan nodded.

The team leader has come to the spirit to make Professor Qi so frown, must be a worldwide problem: "Is it a four-color problem? Or is it Hodge's conjecture?"

"Do you know how to write love poems?"

Leader: "..."

In a sense, this is indeed a worldwide problem.