Since being adopted by the female president

Chapter 164 Have You Considered Hiring a Tutor?

"Ms. Li! See you tomorrow!"

"See you tomorrow, Guoguo."

At the school gate, children were picked up by their parents one by one. After two days of contact, most of the children no longer resist going to kindergarten. After all, there are so many children here, and the teacher is gentle in speaking. Which child can resist this kind of treatment?
"Fanwei, don't worry."

The handsome female teacher led a cute child carrying a schoolbag: "Sister Qin has already greeted me, don't be afraid, the teacher will definitely wait for you here with you."

"Thank you, Teacher Li, but I'm not afraid."

Zhang Fan picked up the strap of his schoolbag calmly with a weak face.

As a mature four-year-old, how could he be afraid of not being able to wait for his parents?

At most, I just want to complain.

He can understand that Qin Wantai is busy with work, but why can't he stay at Aunt Li's house these few days?Although that woman He Chan looked gentle and gentle, every time Zhang Fanruo thought of her, he felt a little mysterious and afraid.

suddenly,

A light-white arm stretched out from the crowd at the school gate.

"Little hero!"

A soft and clear voice came, and the crowd looked sideways. After amazed by many parents, the woman in the crowd led the short-haired child beside her to the school gate, and waved to Zhang Fanruo through the railing: "Auntie It's not too late, is it? Tell the teacher and give me your hand."

"..."

Teacher Xiao Li lowered his head and glanced at him: "Is this the aunt who is going to pick you up?"

Zhang Fanruo, who was holding his forehead, was a little bit embarrassed,
Especially when he felt the eyes of everyone around him, Zhang Fanwei's face was hot.

"Small……"

"Goodbye, Teacher Li!"

Zhang Fanruo trotted out of the school gate, walked up to He Chan and dragged her away from the crowd.

"what happened?"

He Chan's voice was a little confused.

Zhang Fanruo puffed his face and did not speak. After a while, a sad sigh came from beside him.

"sorry."

He Chan touched the quaint little gray suit she was wearing, and said in a melancholy voice, "Auntie shamed you in front of your classmates. I'll send you to school tomorrow to wear a skirt, okay? You can choose for me tonight."

"..."

Zhang Fanruo couldn't help but look up at her: "Aunt He, won't you be able to call me by my name in the future?"

Little hero or something,

The elements of social death and shame are simply off the charts, okay? !

He Chan looked at him in surprise, her ruddy and crystal-clear lips parted slightly: "Why? Isn't it nice to be called a little hero? So many people call you weak, and Auntie just wants to be unique in your heart. Can't you?"

"...you are already unique enough."

"Huh? Really?"

He Chan said something casually, and He Chan's happy eyes turned into crescent moons: "Then tell Auntie, how special is Auntie in your heart?"

"..."

"Can't you tell?"

"..."

Zhang Fanruo was regretting giving her another chance to tease him, so He Chan let go of He Qingshu who was next to him and hugged him up, leaning his head closer.

"Okay..."

She looked over gently with her eyes, and asked in a low voice: "Now you tell Auntie quietly, Auntie wants to hear."

"..."

Zhang Fanruo stretched out his small hand and ruthlessly pushed her face away.

Ever since Su Wanxuan's incident happened, he has been determined to be a cold and refusal child. This is the case when you have too high a face value. There are always people who want to approach you. If you refuse firmly, it will give others the illusion .

What He Chan, Qin Wantai...

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He Chan seemed to be quite sad by his attitude. After getting into the car, He Qingshu who was sitting next to him quietly pushed him: "Brother Fanwei, can you be nice to my mother?"

"?"

Zhang Fanruo felt that there was something wrong with this kid He Qingshu.

His mother treats other children so well, so why won't he be jealous at all?
"When mom is unhappy, her head hurts."

He Qingshu's thin bangs drooped down, and his small face was full of sadness: "She needs to drink medicine sometimes, brother Fanwei, can you let her get well?"

Zhang Fanruo was touched.

How can a child not be jealous?It's just that my love for my mother is too strong.

"Okay, I'll pay attention."

Zhang Fanruo couldn't help but rubbed his hair: "Don't worry, Aunt He will definitely get better in the future."

He Qingshu stared at him and nodded heavily.

Then he put his schoolbag on his lap, opened it, and took out a paper wallet from it, on which was a drawing of an anime villain who was eighty percent similar to Zhang Fanruo: "I folded this myself, and gave it as a gift." Here you go."

Zhang Fanruo was a little surprised.

After taking it, he flipped through it, and found that He Qingshu was quite dexterous, and the paper wallet was folded very delicately, especially the drawing on the surface seemed to be more beautiful than that drawn by many adults.

"You draw really well."

Zhang Fanruo couldn't help admiring: "Does Aunt He usually let you attend interest classes?"

He Qingshu shook his head.

Seeing this, Zhang Fanruo didn't ask any further. When they got to the office complex, He Chan led them into the house. As soon as they entered, Zhang Fanruo instantly knew how He Qingshu's art bacteria got here.

He Chan's house is not that big.
But the interior decoration is very avant-garde, even after more than ten years, it will not be outdated. The overall style is simple and fresh. There are three or four oil paintings hanging in the corridor after entering the door. There is a grand piano in the living room, and the piano cover is opened. There is also the sheet music.

"What to eat?"

Noticing his gaze, He Chan patted his head: "Eat first, and Auntie will play the piano for you tonight, okay?"

Zhang Fanruo didn't refuse but didn't accept either.

He Chan smiled and went to the kitchen. The two children were looking at each other in the living room. Zhang Fanruo looked at He Qingshu and couldn't help but asked, "Don't you need to do your homework?"

"...I won't be able to do it until evening."

He Qingshu was a bit shy: "I don't know how to do many questions, I have to wait for my mother to teach me."

?

Zhang Fanwei frowned: "Are you in the big class or the first grade now?"

"First grade…"

What a first grade...

One thing to say, can't the homework at this stage be done with a brain?

Zhang Fanruo has a good sense of He Qingshu,
At this time, he completely regarded him as a younger brother, and immediately volunteered: "You take out your homework, and I will teach you."

"Ok?"

He Qingshu looked at him in confusion: "But what I'm going to do is the first grade questions."

"Don't worry, you trust me."

Zhang Fanwei's chest thumped loudly.

Two minutes later, He Qingshu nervously spread out his homework, and Zhang Fanruo sat beside him, stretched his head to look, math problem?That's even easier.

"Do you really do?"

At this time, He Qingshu turned around anxiously, turned to look at him: "Why don't I let my mother teach me after dinner."

"do not worry."

Zhang Fanruo said patiently: "You pick out a question that you know how to do, and I'll tell you the answer."

"..."

He Qingshu looked down at the math homework book.

Look and look, after watching for almost a minute, Zhang Fanruo saw that his fingers were stretched and bent, opened and bent again, giving people the feeling of a cat's paw stepping on milk.

Are you so nervous?

"All right."

Finally, he pointed to a question above: "Can you do this question?"

Zhang Fanruo followed the topic he pointed at,
Then with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth,
The topic is to fill in ＞< or ＝ in the brackets, and then 16-7(?) 11, this kind of topic, even if half of his brain is cut off, he can’t do it. Before he was reborn, he got full marks in mathematics in the college entrance examination OK!

"This one, fill in less than," Zhang Fan said in a very relaxed tone.

Unexpectedly,

He Qingshu immediately showed a smile as expected: "Brother Fanwei, you really don't know how to do the first grade questions, this question is obviously equal,"

?

Zhang Fanwei was silent for a moment.

Looking at He Qingshu's determined and confident expression, he wondered at a certain moment whether his IQ was lost during the rebirth process.

"It shouldn't be equal."

张繁弱用商量的语气说道：“你看，16减7等于9，9怎么会和11一样大呢？”

"..."

The smile on He Qingshu's face froze.

Subconsciously, he lowered his head and stretched out his fingers, from one to ten, and then lost seven. Seeing this, Zhang Fanruo couldn't help reminding: "16 minus 7 is not 10 minus 7, don't make a mistake."

"..."

He Qingshu silently looked at his ten fingers.

Zhang Fanruo could feel from his silent emotions that he really wanted to have 6 more fingers.

This made Zhang Fanwei's weak smile gradually disappear.

He had gradually realized that something was wrong, but he didn't turn his head back. Zhang Fanruo still used an unusually soft voice to try to make this confused young man know his way back.

"Don't worry."

Zhang Fanruo felt that he had never been so gentle in his whole life: "Don't use your fingers to do addition and subtraction, because we only have ten fingers, so it will be very troublesome, right?"

"……Um."

He Qingshu nodded subconsciously.

Zhang Fanruo thought for a while, then stretched out seven fingers: "How much is this?"

"7!"

Great!

Zhang Fanruo stretched out four fingers in satisfaction: "How much is this?"

"4!"

well.

Zhang Fanruo reached out to close his eyes, and said softly, "Now think about it, what is 7+4?"

children of this age,
The finger-breaking algorithm is no longer feasible, and they must develop their own calculation ability. He Qingshu is not stupid, so there is no reason to do such a simple problem.

Zhang Fanruo had great confidence in him.

"..."

"Don't worry."

He looked tolerantly at He Qingshu who was pursing his lips: "Think slowly, don't be nervous, let alone break your fingers, use your smart brain to think carefully."

His reassurance was effective,

He Qingshu's emotions calmed down visibly with the naked eye.

"I got it!"

His voice suddenly became very excited: "It's 10! It's 10, right!"

"..."

He Qingshu opened his eyes, but what he saw was a blank face.

"Isn't it?"

He suddenly became very nervous, and subconsciously wanted to break his fingers: "7+4...7+4..."

Zhang Fanruo held his hand.

Although the smile was a bit forced, his eyes were still full of encouragement: "There is no rush, let's think about it, shall we?"

"..."

He Qingshu stared at him in a daze.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that Zhang Fanruo was so gentle, because even He Chan would roll around on the bed a few times after tutoring him with his homework, but Zhang Fanruo still believed in him.

At this moment, his heart was touched by a flash of inspiration.

"It's not 10, it should be bigger than 10!"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"It's 12!"

"... "

After a long time, He Chan, who had finished cooking, finished wiping her hands, but she didn't see the two children in the living room. She searched for several rooms, and finally found them in He Qingshu's bedroom.

the door opens,

The air inside is dead.

He Qingshu held a pencil, lowered his head and blamed himself, while Zhang Fanwei next to him looked pale and decadent, as if he had aged 20 years in an instant.

Look at the homework on the table...

"Qing Shu..."

He Chan's voice trembled a little: "Have you finished your homework?"

"Um……"

He Qingshu lowered his head a little embarrassed: "Brother Fanwei is so smart, he taught me to finish all my homework."

"..."

He Chan subconsciously looked at Zhang Fanruo again.

The latter raised his head and looked at her with an old smile: "Aunt He, can we eat now?"

"Wait a minute."

He Chan directly refused, couldn't help but walked over to touch his face, and said in a pitiful tone: "You and Qing Shu go to the living room to watch TV, and Auntie will make you some soup."

"..."

"Joyful, beautiful sheep, lazy sheep and big wolf, don't look at me as a sheep~"

living room,

The cheerful singing on the TV redissolved some of Zhang Fanruo's melancholy. At this moment, He Qingshu who was beside him suddenly lowered his head and said sadly: "Brother, am I stupid..."

"Nope."

Zhang Fanruo immediately retorted: "You're not stupid at all, you just... haven't figured it out yet."

He Qingshu didn't quite understand.

But he was in a better mood, then raised his head and looked at Zhang Fanwei enviously: "Obviously you are younger than me, but I feel that you are much smarter than me, and my mother often said that you are a genius."

"cough."

Zhang Fanwei coughed lightly in embarrassment.

Although he didn't want to admit it, but from He Qingshu's mouth, he heard that He Chan had praised him so much, and Zhang Fanruo was still secretly relieved.

"I'm not very smart either."

Zhang Fanruo poured the freshly baked chicken soup for the soul into his mouth: "I just read books a lot. You should read more books in the future, and those questions will come naturally."

He Qingshu thought about it thoughtfully.

After a while, he sighed again: "But when I go home, my mother will either teach me to play the piano, or teach me to draw, and sometimes teach me to dance, but she just doesn't want to help me with my homework."

"..."

Zhang Fanruo looked at He Chan with admiration.

Unexpectedly, He Chan is still a talented woman, unlike Qin Wantai, it’s okay if she doesn’t know how to play the piano and draw pictures, but sometimes when she is free, she grabs the remote control from him to watch variety shows. feet.

Aunt and aunt really can't compare.

When Zhang Fanruo thought about this, he didn't forget the business, he asked He Qingshu seriously.

"Have you considered hiring a tutor?"

(End of this chapter)