Ye Tingyun struggled and hesitated for a long time. At the beginning of the night, a dead pig was not afraid of the boiling water. I was going to go to college. You were stubborn about preparing for the tuition fee. Finally, she reluctantly agreed to go to school, but she circled the school to study. She had to go to university in New York, which was not available in other states.

Xiaoju began to enthusiastically arrange schools for Yechu. Yechu studied film. The schools in the city center include Cornell University, New York University and Columbia University, which are ideal schools. The global ranking is not low. Columbia was crossed out than Yechu. Xiaoju remembered that Emma was also admitted to Columbia University, and silently crossed out this university.

Wei Lin began to poison his tongue. "Are you too high on miss Yechu? Be practical, choose an art college, or spend money to send it in, and let the two donate a sum of money to occupy a place to send it in. Can you still choose?"

"Shut up!"

At the beginning of the night, he asked innocently, "don't you go to college to teach people to study? Do you want to take an exam?"

Don't you go to any university you want?

Xiaoju, "... 00"

Weilin, "ah!"

He still wants to go to Harvard. Can he get in?

Xiaoju scratched her scalp with a pen. "Oh, it's related that the second young student studied for a doctor at Stanford. Maybe he can write a letter of recommendation, but he will not let you go to California to study. Harvard will certainly not write a letter of recommendation for you, and the suburbs of new York will not let you go. There are only a few universities to skate around. We have to take an exam, and the exam is quite difficult."

At the beginning of the night, she got average grades in film studies, and the score of the roll must not be very good. During the interview, Wei Lin and Xiaoju looked at each other. With such a straight temper, she met the interviewer... The picture was a little too beautiful. She also had to find someone to specially train her on how to give the perfect answer to the question she met the interviewer.

"Is the exam difficult?" At the beginning of the night, she was temporarily made up by an old professor. She had classes for eight hours every day, which took up her spare time and left a lot of homework. There was more than a month to go before the university enrollment season. She should have participated in the interview of special students and had to take extra classes temporarily.

Ye Tingyun came back from work and saw her sitting on the soft carpet, lying on the table doing her homework. When she saw him, she looked at him innocently. Ye Chu's words were quite ugly and scrawly. Fortunately, now the exams are all computer-based. If she writes by hand, her paper score will be deducted by half.

"It's not difficult." Ye Tingyun changed into a household suit and sat next to her. Ye Chu gave him the test paper. There were three sets of test papers when he strolled. Before ye Tingyun came back, she had to make two sets, and as a result, she finished one set of test papers.

Ye Tingyun looked at the scrawled paper and crossed several wrong words for her. Her English spelling was really bad. Ye Chu secretly glanced at ye Tingyun while doing another set of examination papers.

Every day when he came back, he had to tutor her in her homework, change her test paper and focus on the key points. The air conditioner on Miss's attic was on for 22 degrees all year round. He was wearing a white thin mock neck sweater. His hair was disordered, washed away a hair wax, and fell loosely on his forehead, which made his eyebrows and eyes excessively slender, and his eyelashes almost poked the lens.

One day, she was also very curious about who had a little longer eyelashes. She had to compare them with him and asked one person to pull out one eyelash to measure the length. Ye Tingyun took a small ruler and asked her to measure it. In the end, his eyelashes were really longer than hers.

It's very pleasing to the eye. Looking down at the beginning of the night, it's not so pleasing to the eye.

The pleasing man gave her an X all the way to her examination paper.