Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

After I explained the matter, Ms. Yang left the house.

I stood at the door of Han Mengqi, Lu Zhou looked at the door key in his hand and thought for a while, but finally put the key in his pocket and reached out and knocked on the door.

嘣 ——

There was a soft muffled sound.

The yamen was smashed by something like a pillow.

"Go away! I warn you, if you dare come in, I will call the police!"

I'm really a bad girl ...

Tong Mingming's voice is pretty good.

Lu Zhou shrugged his shoulders, not a little angry, and said across the door, "I don't care. My salary will be paid regardless of whether you can come out. But is this really good? Five dollars for a thousand dollars?" . "

Everyone feels distressed when they hear a thousand dollars, right?

Lu Zhou tried to think differently, but the result still underestimated the willfulness of the rich.

"Oh," a cold hum came from behind the door, Han Mengqi raised the volume and said in a nonchalant tone, "Just as you like, anyway, that woman has money, and she loves to spend it all on her. She supports you. "

That woman ...

Listening to this tone, the gap between the mother and daughter is really not ordinary.

I stood at the door and waited for a while. Seeing that the little girl had no intention of opening the door, Lu Zhou didn't want to waste time, so he turned back to the study and carried all the materials in the study to the living room.

He hasn't touched the knowledge of high school for a long time, but it is not difficult to pick it up with two eyes. After all, how can he say that he is also a 985 college student who once killed a warrior on the wooden bridge from thousands of soldiers and horses. It is impossible to do nothing.

I sat on the sofa, Lu Zhou glanced at the textbook, and suddenly noticed the glass residue on the floor, and frowned.

老 The old problem of obsessive-compulsive disorder has been committed again.

Sighing, he got up and went to the broom found in the bathroom to clean up the garbage first.

However, when he was about to put down the broom, a scream came from the closed room.

"what--!"

Lu Zhou was shocked, thinking that something had happened. He left the broom and rushed towards the room.

He pulled out the key and opened the door. As soon as the door was pushed open, a black unknown crawling object came to his feet.

cockroach?

Lu Zhou stepped on it subconsciously, continued to walk into the room, and hurriedly asked.

"What happened?"

The light in the room was dim because the curtains were pulled.

It is difficult to imagine that this is a girl's boudoir, and it is difficult to imagine that such a room would exist in such a high-end apartment.

Because in a sense, the chaos here is comparable to their bedrooms.

Books piled randomly in the corner, piled up with things like puppets, and the packaging bags of puffed food were just thrown on the ground. You can even see a few potato chips residue on the floor ... No wonder Xiaoqiang would come in Food, this stuff is most sensitive to oil.

Luan Pisan's long hair was slightly messy, a petite figure shrunk in the corner of the bed, his hands twitching the pillow, shaking his knees trembling. She was wearing loose pajamas and pyjamas, her white face was tight, her lips were biting blue, and she looked terrified as if she had run into a ghost.

"Dead, dead ..."

"Dead?"

"Did you die?" With his mouth snoring, Han Mengqi narrowed his eyes under the bed, thinking of not dare to come down.

Lu Zhou froze slightly, then looked at the side of his eyes with a strange expression.

"You mean ... roach?"

梦 Han Mengqi nodded nervously.

"It's dead, here it is." Lu Zhou sighed and pointed down with his fingers.

I thought something was wrong, but it was a bug.

I can't step on it.

As for?

When Ji Yi heard that her natural enemy was dead, Han Mengqi was relieved, and her tight body relaxed.

But soon, she stared at the landing boat like an enemy, took out the Apple phone, and said vigilantly: "Who, who let you in without permission, get out quickly, or ... I really called the police —! Why are you suddenly turning on the lights, you, you ... rude guy! "

Suddenly the light lit up Han Mengqi's eyes, causing her to raise her arms subconsciously to protect her eyes.

Lu Zhou ignored her, turned to the bathroom and brought the broom back.

In addition to the packing bags on the floor, as well as the corners and corners under the bed and the room, he cleaned them one by one.

As a result, I did n’t know, and I was really surprised.

I watched as a lot of garbage was sweeping out, Lu Zhou wiped the ash on his forehead and couldn't help but uttered a sentence: "So many snacks in the house, you are planning to raise a cricket!"

I was so told that the girl sitting on the bed flushed and said indignantly, "I want you to worry ... nosy."

Lu Lu glanced at her and looked at the snacks in the box, and asked, "Did you eat these at noon?"

"..."

The young girl snorted coldly and did not speak.

Lu Zhou said nothing, **** the garbage bag, turned around and walked out the door, but also brought the door in hand.

Looking at the closed door, Han Mengqi was slightly surprised, and her hand grasping the pillow was slightly loosened. Unexpectedly, that ruthless mother, this tutor who had been invited even "compromised" so quickly. She had planned for a long-term confrontation, but now she has a powerful feeling of nowhere ...

I returned to the living room, and Lu Zhou opened the compulsory mathematics textbooks for high school, and one book was spread out on the coffee table.

Not only the school's teaching materials, but also materials such as teaching aids, the examination papers for the next month's examination are also in the pile of materials left by Ms. Yang. And as Ms. Yang explained, her math scores are really not good.

I didn't even get half of the 150-point paper, and the highest one was barely 80 points.

别 Not to mention this grade is a test, whether or not to go to undergraduate is a problem.

However, her Chinese scores are quite good. Lu Zhou looked at her composition and found that the accident was quite literary. There is also English, which doesn't speak how high, but basically it is over 120 points. As for biochemical physics, it's not easy to evaluate because of high and low.

"What science are you going to study on this foundation ... directly taking the liberal arts can save you."

Lu Zhou shook his head, picked up the pen from the table, and began to write and draw on A4 white paper.

High school mathematics is not difficult. Of course, the complex transformation of question types is not discussed here, but judgment is made purely from the perspective of knowledge.

The knowledge points mentioned in a compulsory book, but a set and an elementary function, take about 40 class hours, and the knowledge points in a college advanced mathematics class may not be limited to this.

This is also the reason why many people have high school results in the top grade, but went to college for various reasons. Because the teacher on the podium is not driving a train, but driving a rocket.

梦 Han Mengqi's foundation is poor, but in Lu Zhou's view, there is no room for salvation.

After all, exams are not competitions, and they are all based on inspections.

I have worked **** the basics. Even if I can't pass 140 or more, I can get 120 "basic points", which is still a considerable score.

Twenty-four compulsory textbooks looked scary, but the knowledge points involved were actually the same ... at least for Lu Zhou, who broke through the entire book of Analytic Geometry last night.

First of all, he will outline an outline of all the knowledge points of the compulsory 1452 books. Then mark out the knowledge points she failed to master based on her previous exam results ... Although these things should have been summarized by herself.

In short, no matter how bad the "customer" attitude is, Lu Zhou feels that since he took the job, he has the obligation to do his best.

Do not ask for anything else, at least worth 200 yuan per hour. Even if he has no knowledge of the tutor market, he knows that this salary is definitely higher than the market average.

That's it, time passes by every minute.

At about half past five, Lu Zhou stretched his waist, stood up and moved his slightly sour shoulders.

He looked at the neatly written A4 paper on the coffee table, and a corner of his mouth evoked a smile.

Although I had some troubles at first, when I finished one thing, I went back and looked at it, and it was quite fulfilling.

It's six o'clock soon.

With this achievement, today's part-time job can also be regarded as a handicap.

At this moment, a slight noise came from the door not far away, and then a petite figure came out of it.

Lu Zhou looked up and saw that her pyjamas and pyjamas had been replaced with casual T-shirts and jeans ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ but her loose hair was still messy.

I didn't know if it was his illusion. She always felt that she stood up more petite than sitting on the bed when she shrank into a ball.

Especially the small body that looks like a flat geometry, she can't see any undulations at all, and her cousin is totally opposite extremes.

看 "Look, see what I do ... I called the police."

Lu Zhou sighed: "Don't always threaten me with the police, OK, I didn't do anything, you must have a reason to call the police, you must detain to disturb the law and order, you can think clearly."

"..."

I was a little bit tempered by Lu Zhou's calmness, Han Mengqi bit her lip and didn't speak, turned and rushed into the bathroom.

I looked at the closed door, and Lu Zhou's heart was suddenly anxious.

I said how to give up the door.

After a while, the sound of flushing came from the bathroom, and Han Mengqi, who had washed her face, came out with a tense face.

As she passed the living room, she suddenly noticed something on the coffee table, and could not help but frown slightly, frowning, "What is this?"

"Can't remember your own textbooks? How long haven't you touched a book?"

"... I want you to control." Looking at the thick A4 paper, Han Mengqi murmured quietly, don't go over and turned to the kitchen, "I'm hungry, you can do it yourself."

"You. Mom is coming back soon, aren't you waiting for her to eat?" Leaning her legs on the sofa, Lu Zhou looked at Han Mengqi's back and said seriously, "Since it is a family, I still sit and eat together Better."

I looked back, Han Mengqi smiled coldly.

The smile was not like the look of a sixteen or seven year old child's face.

等 "Wait for her? Didn't she send you a message?"