"Uh … Then you're awesome." Yung Yin didn't know what else to say.

Just then, the class bell rang. Yung Yin reminded Qianlong to pay attention in class and focused on his studies.

Mathematics was Qian Long's biggest enemy. Qian Long defeated his previous enemy, physics, by choosing liberal arts.

What is this? What is this?

Does this count?

Is there a mistake in this question …

Qian Long felt sleepy listening to the lecture, but he still forced himself to persevere through the class.

"Mathematics, mathematics … It's killing me …"

"The blisters on your feet are all self-inflicted. It's your fault for not paying attention in class."

Qian Long looked at his little angel Yung Yin pitifully.

It was only his first day here. When he was in the Qing dynasty, he didn't need to use this kind of mathematics.

Yung Yin pushed her mathematics notes to Qian Long's elbow so that Qian Long could quickly copy them after class.

After all, he had learned it before. He could pick up a lot of it after copying it once.

She was the one who was miserable. She had to cram everything from scratch.

"Yung Yin is the best …"

"Hey, when you have time, tell me how you praised me in your book."

Qian Long said that he could even write another one.

Qian Long's change was too big.

Qian Long's father used to have a headache and hit Qian Long's hand, but it didn't change Qian Long's learning attitude much. Now, in just one day, his son could sit on the bench.

"Can't you see?

Our son is interested in the new girl today. "

Qian Long's mother hit the nail on the head. Qian Long's father pondered for a long time. He pointed inside and outside and drew a question mark.

It was rare for his son to like a girl. This girl seemed to be not bad. It would be good if they could really get together.

His family didn't need a bicycle. They were not as rich as his family anyway.

As long as she was from a decent family, his son could marry her if he liked her.

A student's mind was much purer than an adult's. It was better than sucking up to the rich and powerful in the future.

"Don't you know our son's character? It's good enough that he doesn't hold her back."

"What virtue? What virtue? Aren't you the one who gave birth to him?"

"My son isn't your son?

Why are you talking nonsense with me? "

Qian Long heard his parents bickering and felt relieved.

He didn't say anything.... and his parents already recognized Yung Yin as their daughter-in-law …

Not bad.

Qian Long, who had fallen in love, could be said to have changed greatly. He could actually take the initiative to study.

. returning to school, a prodigal son, a prodigy to return to his old self to become a prodigal son.

Because she helped Qian Long reignite his motivation to study, Rong Yin's treatment in Renzheng High School also improved by leaps and bounds.

He was a good seedling to begin with, and all the elite teachers wanted to teach him everything they knew.

"Top scholar, smile ~"

Qian Long took a selfie with his phone and took a selfie with Yung Yin.

"It's time for revision. You have to be more alert.

Don't let me go to Peking University and you go to Beihua.

It's the year 8102. Ask your father if he can get the college entrance exam questions. See if he will hit you. "

The emperor was now just a symbol of the country's honor. Although he still had many privileges, he was not like the Qing dynasty.

If the royal family did something against the law, they would still be judged by the law.