Top Student at Their Peak-Chapter 145 - 90 This Damn Unconcealable Talent!

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Chapter 145: Chapter 90 This Damn Unconcealable Talent!

Qiao Yu was leisurely at home, holding his phone, scrolling through Donghu, watching people perform all sorts of creative bullshit.

Recently, he hasn’t been that tense.

Little Alibaba’s bonus has already arrived, and the tax was directly handled, leaving him with over 180,000. Qiao Yu gave Qiao Xi 90,000, and the family’s cash reserves soared by 130%. Now Qiao Xi is developing in a good direction.

Since he began working hard, Qiao Xi also started putting in effort. Quit drinking, started cooking for herself, and the visible household expenses have decreased.

Although it’s still far from the quality of life he desires, isn’t there nothing he can do for now? freewebnøvel.coɱ

Once you’ve chosen a path, you have to endure the loneliness and solitude that come with it.

This is a conclusion Qiao Yu came to himself. It was taken from a writer who seemed destined to always accompany the Nobel Prize in Literature as a bystander, who once said: Solitude is unavoidable, but choosing to walk your own chosen path makes such solitude worthwhile.

Suddenly, a message popped up on WeChat, and a familiar name flashed by.

Instinctively, Qiao Yu clicked on it, and sure enough, it was a name he had just seen.

Confucianism Supreme Sage: Hi Qiao Yu, I’m Qin Jingru, a student of Director Xue.

Qiao Yu hesitated for a moment but still approved the friend request.

He had only finished revising the paper at ten past nine and sent it to Old Xue, yet it was just after ten and Senior Brother Qin was already adding him as a friend?

Isn’t that efficiency a bit too high?

After adding him as a friend, Qiao Yu sent over a question mark, waited a while, and the other side didn’t respond, which let him breathe a sigh of relief.

Thankfully, they weren’t adding him just to scold him.

Qiao Yu was still hesitating earlier; if this Senior Brother Qin’s words were too harsh, should he screenshot and show it to Old Xue?

...

At Yu University, Purple Port Campus, in a certain graduate dorm, a group of people was gathered around Qin Jingru, staring at his phone.

"Added, added, now what should I say?"

"What else can you say? Old Qin, just plea, please, little director, help us get our papers approved!"

"Bah! Why don’t you say it with your account?"

"I wish I could! But I haven’t even added him as a friend yet! How can I?"

"Enough with the nonsense, let’s get serious... Maybe Old Qin, you should take one for the team first? After all, you’ve already been through the wringer."

"Not a chance! Forget it, I’ll just pull Qiao Yu into the group chat, and we can all lay things out there!"

"Wait, let’s create a new group, don’t add the senior brother, otherwise, it’s inconvenient to talk in the group."

"Yeah, yeah, Old Qin, create a new group."

Hearing this, Qin Jingru paused for a moment, then smoothly created another eight-person group, this time excluding the senior brother and adding Qiao Yu instead.

Well, no way he was going to be the only one embarrassed! Otherwise, if it got out, with so many of Director Xue’s students, and only he was that humble, how would one continue living?

Submitting a paper one day early couldn’t be that big a deal, right?

So he said resolutely, "Alright, the group’s created, but don’t privately message about everything, whatever there is to say, say it in the group!"

"Rest assured, I’m leaving first, Old Qin."

"Exactly, let’s all disperse, otherwise, Old Qin might find us annoying."

"Yeah, bye Old Qin."

"..."

In a matter of seconds, the senior brothers left one after another, leaving the dorm quiet once again.

...

Qiao Yu sent a question mark, and discovering no response, went back to continuing his scroll on Donghu.

This senior brother, leaving his paper a total mess was one thing, but he was also inexplicable.

It’s just how people are; when you’re really focused on doing something, being suddenly interrupted and then trying to pick it back up just feels lackluster. Just moments ago, Qiao Yu was marveling at the elaborate showing-off tactics of many netizens, but flipping through the same content again seemed just so-so, with nothing novel about it.

At this moment, WeChat messages suddenly started jumping wildly.

Qiao Yu clicked into WeChat to take a look, good heavens, he was pulled into a new group chat, one without a name, with a total of eight people, seven of whom were adding him as a friend through the group chat.

However, seeing Qin Jingru was also in this group, and ranked first, Qiao Yu quickly guessed what was going on, leaving him dumbfounded.

No way? Old Xue really went that far!

Could it be that he has to revise everyone’s papers first?

So Qiao Yu didn’t even bother with those friend requests and directly sent a "?" in the group.

This time, there was a quick reply.

"@Yu Shulin Qiao Yu, added you as a friend, please approve."

"Yeah, right, help approve it, it’s urgent."

"Sigh..."

Qiao Yu rolled his eyes, and was about to think what to say, when that Senior Brother Qin suddenly sent a long message.

"Qiao Yu, here’s the situation. Last month, Director Xue assigned us a paper, and now he requires all of our papers to go through your review first, modify according to your feedback, and only then submit them. Everyone in this group is my senior brothers, and we’re trusting you with our papers.

If you find it troublesome, you don’t have to add so many friends; we can discuss everyone’s papers in the group. This way, we can address common issues that everyone is prone to make at once and avoid repeating mistakes."

After seeing this message, Qiao Yu casually replied with three exclamation marks, then immediately jumped up from bed, sat in front of the computer, opened a webpage, and started googling "Math paper tutoring fee standards."

The result was there was no standard.

Some were advertisements from paper tutoring agencies, while others were various news reports.

Like the prices in the paper ghostwriting world, with undergraduate thesis prices as low as a few hundred per piece; Master’s theses were somewhat more expensive, at 200-300 per thousand words, but for paper assignments, it certainly couldn’t be such a price.