I forcefully pamper the little pitiful uncle, he is wild and lustful

"Wan Xingchen?"

Wan Xingchen nodded: "I didn't expect Sister An Ruo to still remember my name. It's such an honor."

Well, speaking of it, Wan Xingchen can be regarded as her savior. After the explosion at the Blue Bird cram school, everyone else ran downstairs, but he was the only one who found her in the toilet and covered her mouth and nose with wet clothes.

To be honest, if Wan Xingchen didn't show up to help at that time, she might not have been able to make it to Ling Shaoqing's arrival.

Moreover, when he was in the cram school that day, other students had obviously been joking and taunting him, and it was him who told those students to shut up.

So An Ruo had a pretty good impression of him.

She took out her mobile phone: "Classmate, I will transfer three thousand eighty to you."

Wan Xingchen directly handed over his QR code: "Add friends."

An Ruo thought she was going to add a friend to transfer money and didn't think much about it, so she added a friend. However, after the money was transferred, Wan Xingchen directly returned it to her.

"Huh?" An Ruo looked at him puzzled.

Wan Xingchen is very beautiful, especially his eyes are very bright. When he smiles, his eyes seem to contain thousands of stars.

"The Wan family and the Ling family are family friends. My brother will pay this little money for you. You can treat me to dinner at noon."

An Ruo remembered that before, she asked Ling Shaoqing if he knew Wan Xingchen. Ling Shaoqing said that he was very familiar with his father.

That should really be a family friend.

If that's the case, then she just invites him to dinner at noon. For the children of these aristocratic families, a meal probably costs several thousand yuan, so she can just return the favor of him paying for her.

The first class in the morning is two and a half hours long and is a physical class.

The teacher brought them practice clothes and asked them to change into them first.

An Ruo was a little curious: "Why are you here?"

"The teacher came to my door and told me that my grades were too poor and there was no hope for me in the general examination."

Oh, it turned out to be the same as her.

With someone to keep her company, An Ruo wouldn't feel too bored. The bodybuilding class was nothing more than practicing posture. The two of them stood in front of the mirror for more than two hours. By the time get out of class was over, their calves were almost spinning.

It's really not easy to cram in this temporary situation.

An Ruo had recovered from her sprained foot not long ago. After practicing this class, she collapsed on the ground and couldn't get up.

There was only a 10-minute break between classes, so Wan Xingchen handed her a bottle of water: "Would you like me to help you go to the bathroom?"

An Ruo shook her head, she didn't want to move a step.

"I'll take you to soak your feet for a pedicure after school."

"what?"

"The intensity is too strong. If you don't massage it, your legs will be so painful that you won't be able to stand up tomorrow."

An Ruo didn't take it seriously: "It's not that exaggerated."

When she used to work, she could stand for most of the day while walking around, but her body posture was relaxed at that time.

It's not like today when she had to tense up to maintain the posture and angle mentioned by the teacher. It was indeed very tiring for her.

Fortunately, the next class is vocal music.

Just sit and attend class.

The teacher should first find out their musical attainments before tailoring the course. As soon as the music class started, the teacher asked the two of them to sing a song that they were good at.

An Ruo was a little embarrassed. She had basically never sung any songs. She raised her head and asked the teacher: "Are nursery rhymes okay?"

"As long as it's a song."

An Ruo looked at Wan Xingchen, who smiled at her: "How about I come first?"

"Forget it, I'll go first!"

She was afraid that Wan Xingchen would sing first and she would be embarrassed to sing again.

The teacher took a notebook and sat in front of them, intending to write down the strengths and weaknesses of their singing.

"Let's get started when you're ready."

An Ruo nodded, cleared her throat and spoke.

[Little rabbit, be good, open the door...]

The teacher and Wan Xingchen's eyes widened instantly. The nursery rhyme An Ruo said was indeed a nursery rhyme!

Moreover, the nursery rhyme that had not escaped from the kindergarten was unexpectedly carried away by her on the eighteen bends of the mountain road.

The teacher frowned as she finished singing: "Are there any other songs?"

"Uh, not really."

The teacher took a breath, teaching her to sing was a long way to go!

"Classmate Wan, let's sing."

Wan Xingchen's voice was very nice and she sang an English song. The teacher briefly pointed out some breath problems and the rest was full of praise.

Although An Ruo doesn't usually listen to music, she also knows that Wan Xingchen sings very well.

During the next class, the teacher actually got together with Wan Xingchen to study how to teach her to sing a song that was not out of tune to cope with the exam.

An Ruo sat there a little embarrassed, after all, the two of them were discussing in front of her.

In the end, the two discussed a playlist.

【That year in a hurry】【Little Lucky】【Jiangnan】【Light Chaser】

"An Ruo, among these songs, which one do you like better? Then the teacher will teach you how to sing it word for word, okay?"

"But teacher, I have never heard of this song."

The teacher gasped again!

Is it possible that the 6 yuan that she just received has to be refunded because she is tone-deaf?

No, absolutely not!

The teacher took a deep breath to adjust his attitude: "Don't worry, you can take your phone and listen to it yourself. Listen to these songs, and then sing along. We will decide which song you will sing in the end tomorrow."

Anyway, during the exam, just sing one song.

She didn't believe that she could still learn it after being asked to sing it every day for a month!

get out of class ended at noon, and An Ruo was not in high spirits.

"What to eat? Sister An Ruo."

"You decide. I'm treating you. I only have half an hour."

Wan Xingchen took her downstairs, found a snack bar nearby, and ordered two bowls of noodles.

When the noodles came, An Ruo came back to her senses: "Just eat this?"

"What? You don't think so? You can't have a big meal in half an hour. If you want to have a big meal, I'll take you there tonight."

An Ruo shook her head quickly. She just didn't expect that a young man from an aristocratic family like Wan Xingchen would come to eat a bowl of vegetable noodles that cost ten yuan.

He loves to laugh, and every time An Ruo looks over, he smiles brightly at her.

An Ruo didn't understand why the students in the cram school seemed to be afraid of such a smiling person.

"Eat quickly. I know I'm good-looking and pretty, but I still have to eat. I have two big classes in the afternoon."

An Ruo quickly lowered her head.

She just felt that Wan Xingchen's smile was very kind, and she was fascinated for a moment. When someone said this, she lowered her head in embarrassment and ate the noodles quickly.

When Ling Shaoqing's call came, they had already finished dinner and went upstairs.

An Ruo sent Ling Shaoqing the song list written by her teacher: "Uncle, please help me choose. The teacher said to pick one for me to sing."

"Okay, don't be too tired in class. Take a break when you need to."

"I know, uncle."

After hanging up the phone, An Ruo found that An Xingchen had been looking at her, and she frowned: "What are you looking at me for?"

"You and Ling Shaoqing have a good relationship?"

"Of course."

"Well, there is a party at my house tomorrow night. You can be my female companion."

An Ruo refused directly without thinking: "I won't go."

"Sister An Ruo, I just returned to China and I don't even know anyone. If you don't have a female companion in that kind of situation, you will be laughed at. Just because I saved you, can you help me?" Wan Xingchen raised his hands. He put his hands together and looked aggrieved to ask for help.