Sister, I'm Sorry (MTL) [COMPLETED]

12. It's play

[Number was stolen? 】

[Number was stolen? 】

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Chen Chi: [Already called the police. 】

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Yan Bei: [Brother, I was also forced to forward it by my grandmother. I have very few WeChat friends, so remember to give me a like. 】

When I came out of the shower, 300+ unread messages popped up in the circle of friends. There are more than 500 WeChat friends in Yannan, and two-thirds of them jumped out in the middle of the night to give him a thumbs up.

Boy friends build buildings crazily in the comment area, girls friends like, and privately start a group chat at the first timestamp——

[Yan Nan made a circle of friends! 】

【I see! What kind of shop is this Yunjian Huayi? Did his relatives run it? It must be unusual to be forwarded by Yan Nan, right? 】

[Rongzhou is so far away! I also retweeted the set of likes, can I meet him by chance when I take the plane to the store tomorrow to pick up flowers? 】

In the comment area, the real master who detonated the circle of friends late at night finally appeared again.

Yan Nan: [Enough, thank you]

Yan Nan replied to Yan Bei: [Like]

Putting on pure cotton home clothes, Yan Nan's hair was half dry, and the hairdryer in the bathroom was broken. He went to his brother's room to borrow it, but Yan Bei pressed him to the desk to help him with his homework.

"Just one question, brother, you can write as much as you want, and you can write it all. Just make my paper look like it's the real thing."

Yan Nan looked at him coldly: "You can't write it yourself?"

Yan Bei: "I don't even understand the title."

Yan Nan glanced at the question stem, the function calculation question, and the conditions were quite complicated. He could quickly calculate the answer based on the knowledge of advanced mathematics, but he was not impressed by the method taught in the mathematics book of the first grade.

Yan Bei is a die-hard fan of Yan Nan, and in front of his own brother, his chattering attribute value is full:

"Brother, you stay for two more days before leaving. Grandma can't bear you anymore... Brother, Xie Hongxuan next door heard that you were my brother, and asked me if you and I were half-brothers. I almost beat him up. He's... brother, can't you figure it out?"

Yan Nan turned his pen: "Let me take a look at the math book."

What kind of textbook does the scumbag know, Yan Bei shook his head: "I don't know where it is."

The omnipotent brother had a helpless look on his face. Yan Bei thought that he just couldn't do it. In order to save his brother's face, he took away the papers in time and said with a smile:

"There must be a problem with the title! It's a big deal."

Yan Nan: "There is no problem with the question. The answer is root number 2. You can ask your classmates how to write the process."

"Let's talk about it tomorrow. My classmates are all academic masters, who are like me making up homework in the middle of the night..."

A flash of light flashed in Yan Bei's mind,