The weak and beautiful man is actually an attack

It seems that there is no way to go home with Yun Zhixiong today, Han Anxin sighed.After saying goodbye to Yun Zhixiong, he went to Xing Ming's office with his packed schoolbag on his back.

The teachers in the office are almost gone now, only Xing Ming and a few teachers who still have some things to deal with are left. After Han Anxin knocked on the door twice, Xing Ming saw him and beckoned to him twice, "Come here .”

Han Anxin walked towards him after hearing it.

"Did you bring the test paper?" Xing Ming asked.

"Bring it." He put the schoolbag on the chair beside him, took out the neatly folded test paper, and handed it to Xing Ming.

Xing Ming took the test paper and handed him a cup of warm milk, "Drink it..."

"Thank you, teacher." Han Anxin took the milk, feeling a little nervous.To be honest, I was a little flattered that the teacher gave me milk for such a bad test.

Xing Ming couldn't help laughing when he saw that he was facing a formidable enemy, "The Han Anxin I know is not such a shy boy, you are afraid that I will be like this because of your poor Chinese grades?"

"..."

"Okay, I'll start explaining the test papers to you. You have made too many mistakes. You will definitely not be able to finish the lecture today. You will come tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."

"Two more days?" Han Anxin scratched the back of his head.

"Any questions?"

"No, no." It's just that it will be very late to eat when I go home like this.Han Anxin muttered in his heart.

"Your Chinese score is indeed very poor, but your composition is good. I heard from Mr. Li that your composition was not very good before. Is it because you went to other places for tutoring, or is there some other reason?"

Han Anxin shook his head, "I don't have tutoring." It's because you taught me so well in my previous life.

"Oh? That's not bad, it means that you still have a lot of room for improvement, as long as you practice more, you will be able to learn well." Xing Ming encouraged.

"But..." Han Anxin hesitated, wondering if he should tell Xing Ming that he was really not good at learning Chinese.

"Huh? Just tell me if you have any difficulties."

"I do not know."

"Won't?"

Han Anxin pursed her lips, "I don't know how to do those topics, I only know how to write essays."

"That's because you haven't found a way to learn the language yet."

"However, since I was a child, my Chinese performance was the last in the class. Teacher, I, I just can't learn Chinese well." Although he didn't want to admit it, he felt that it was true. He was a student who had been taught by Xing Ming for two years. None of these topics can be done!He himself felt that he was useless, so he could only give up the treatment.

Xing Ming looked at Han Anxin's drooping little head, and thought: This exam seems to have dealt a heavy blow to Han Anxin. Adolescent children will easily deny themselves when they encounter difficulties.Thinking of this, he stretched out his hand and rubbed the depressed Han Anxin's head, "Han Anxin is very sunny, not suitable for depression."

"..."

"Well, let me tell you something." Xing Ming looked around, saw that the teachers had almost left, and whispered to Hao Anxin what he had just decided today.

"Eh? Do you give me a small stove? This, this is not good." When the girl in class said that she would go to the teacher's house to make up lessons, she was rejected by the teacher. Why did the teacher suddenly say that she wanted to give herself a small stove? , if the head of the grade finds out, the teacher will be expelled!

"Actually, I also have my own selfishness."

"???"

"That's right, I want you to cook some meals for me, because the meals my nanny cooks are not to my liking. I can't eat them these days. I will pay you for the meals, and I will also help you with tutoring for free. Is it?" (The main reason, tsk tsk.)

"This..." Han Anxin was a little hesitant, but judging by the teacher's face, it was really bad. Could it be because he didn't eat well in the past two days?

"If you don't agree, it doesn't matter. I wanted to say that it will start tonight. I can go directly to your house and have dinner before explaining the test papers to you."

"No, I agree." Whether his Chinese grades are good or not is secondary. He is mainly afraid that if Xing Ming doesn't eat well, he will repeat the tragedy of fainting in class in his previous life for three days and two ends. After all, he is the one who caused the teacher to die. I can't let him go, "Teacher can come to my house for dinner every day, and if you don't mind, you can also live in my house."