I don't want to work hard

Because he knew Yang Jingyi was cunning and suspicious, especially in front of him, Ding Lin acted extremely cautiously.In line with the idea of ​​acting in a complete set, Ding Lin got up early in the morning to prepare for the second act of his "Bitter Love Drama".

Yang Jingyi's room was on the third floor. Ding Lin lay on the balcony and looked around for a long time. He found a gap in the window, so he recklessly took the textbook and memorized the vocabulary there.

The young man's reading sound naturally woke up the sleeping lion. The lion didn't lose his temper because of this, but slowly opened his eyes, got out of bed, and stood by the window. From that angle, he could clearly see Seeing the beautiful side face of the young man bathed in the morning sun, it is like the perfect work of a master, making people cherish it even more.

According to Ding Lin's original expectation, he only needs to perform this drama to the full, at most one week, and after passing the entrance exam next week, he will be able to return to his original freedom. However, he still underestimated Yang Jingyi after all. Mastering the stick, but aiming for the yard?Yang Jingyi gave him a perfect explanation.

"Those classes make you feel difficult?" At the breakfast table, Yang Jingyi asked Ding Lin about his studies for the first time.

[Learning makes me miserable. 】

Ding Lin really wanted to say everything, but in order to maintain what little self-esteem he had left in front of Yang Jingyi, in the end he only talked about physics and mathematics.

"In this case, why did you choose science?"

[You take it for granted, my mother didn't force me to. 】

Naturally, the facts cannot be stated clearly, Ding Lin can only tactfully say, "I used to be pretty good at science, but I don't know how to keep up with it since last semester."

Yang Jingyi frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about some difficult problem. This man, who had never frowned once due to any difficulty in the ever-changing shopping malls, thought about a child's schoolwork for a long time, and then said, "How about In this way, I will find you an extracurricular tutor to make up for you, and there are still nine months before the college entrance examination, so there is still time to make up for it."

"Ah!" This completely unexpected proposal disrupted all of Ding Lin's plans. He just wanted a quick solution, and he didn't want to have a protracted battle with Yang Jingyi at all. enough."

"Some difficulties cannot be solved by your own efforts. You don't have to worry about the teacher, I will arrange it for you."

"It's really not necessary." Ding Lin refused, but facing Yang Jingyi's suspicious eyes, Ding Lin, who was afraid of exposing his lies, immediately changed his words, "The main thing is that there is no time. Uncle Yang, you also know that now we have a week There is only one day off, and a lot of homework is assigned, so there is no time for extra tutoring. And usually I get home after school after ten o’clock, so we can’t let the tutor work night shift.”

"Time is not a problem. You can always squeeze it out. Take half a day on weekends, plus the usual evenings. Anyway, your late self-study is just staying in class to do homework. I will apply to your teacher and use it for you. "

Ding Lin didn't expect that Yang Jingyi knew so much about his studies.

"But there are occasional tests and lectures."

"You don't have to worry about this. I will contact your teacher in advance. If you encounter tests and lecture questions, you don't have to make up lessons."

In just a few minutes, the man perfectly arranged all the situations, so that Ding Lin couldn't find any loopholes to refute.Depressedly, he took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun in his hand and swallowed it without chewing it, and it got stuck in his throat, choking himself almost out of breath.

Bah, Ding Lin was so annoyed and blamed himself, he worked so hard to direct and act in the scene, but it turned out well, the other party pushed him under the tower and killed him instead.

Yang Jingyi was really efficient. That afternoon, he found a retired old teacher who was said to have taught in a key provincial high school.Yang Jingyi gave the old teacher an order that Ding Lin must pass the science subject in the joint exam next week.

No, the old teacher patted his chest to ensure that there is no problem. As soon as he came up, he asked Ding Lin to make a set of papers. After grading, the old teacher wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Students in the college entrance examination.

"Mr. Yang, why is your child not even mastering the knowledge of the first year of high school? I'm afraid it's not easy to handle?" The old teacher took the paper and went to Yang Jingyi's study next door to complain, but Yang Jingyi was unmoved.

"Then it is even more necessary for you, teacher, to hurry up and fill in all the knowledge points for him. If he knows it, why should I ask you to come?"

The old teacher was so choked that he had nothing to say, and walked back tremblingly with the paper in hand, finally realizing what a difficult student he had picked up.With Ding Lin's level, let alone the senior high school entrance exam, he might not even be able to pass the final exam of the first year of high school.

The old man was exhausted from teaching, but in the end, Ding Lin lived up to his expectations and returned after failing the entrance exam.

Ding Lin wanted to deliberately smash the exam to scare the teacher away, but after getting the paper, he found that he didn't need to be intentional at all. Just a few days of tutoring can't make up for his deep hole that is comparable to the Mariana Trench. Ding Lin Truthfully tested his real level, he only got 150 in Mathematics 59 paper, 38 in Physics, 42 in Chemistry, 55 in Biology, and the combination of science and comprehensive subjects was not even as many as others.

Alas, I am destined to be called a parent.

As a result, the parents didn't call, and the head teacher called him to the office first.

The homeroom teacher was surprised that Ding Lin's grades dropped so sharply after only one summer vacation. Although his parents had contacted him in advance, his grades still exceeded her expectations.

The homeroom teacher chatted with Ding Lin for a while, but they couldn't figure out what was going on, so they let him go back, and then turned around and reported to his parents.

Yang Jingyi was holding a company meeting when he received the call from the teacher. The actual theater box office of several dramas that he was optimistic about in the first half of the year did not go as expected, making Tianyu a lot of money. As far as the company is concerned, if they can't add a beautiful touch to the company's financial report, it will have no real effect after all, and it will even mess up their annual profit target plan for this year.

Yang Jingyi directly interrupted the marketing director's report with an unhappy expression, and when he was about to reprimand him, the phone rang.

Seeing that it was the head teacher Ding Lin who called, Yang Jingyi picked up the phone and walked out of the conference room.

"Hey, are you Ding Lin's parents?" The homeroom teacher is actually a young man who has only graduated two or three years ago. When he received a call from Yang Jingyi for the first time, he was taken aback by the tone of the other party's inherent superiority. Jumping, so that when I called later, the head teacher took a timid tone, even more nervous than when reporting to the principal.

"Well, it's me. Teacher, you call me at this time, is it because my Linlin got into some trouble at school again?"

"No, the results of the school's entrance exam came out last Friday. Ding Lin did a little badly in the exam. I called him to find out just now. He said frankly that he is under a lot of pressure now. Try to make up for it, but after all, you can't become a fat man by eating one bite, this tutoring, after all, you have to take your time."

Unexpectedly, the homeroom teacher didn't call to complain, but to say good things for Ding Lin.

"I see."

"Actually, I also found that since you hired a tutor for him, perhaps because he was too tired at night, Ding Lin was distracted and dozed off from time to time during the day. His normal study was delayed by tutoring. .So I called you today, and I want to suggest whether to reduce the time for him to make up lessons. At this stage, the most important thing is actually the children's bodies."

At this time, Ding Lin, who had just returned to the classroom and lay down on the table with his eyes closed, did not know that his life like a place would end so quickly.When he came home at night, he unexpectedly saw Yang Jingyi, who arrived home first, sitting on the sofa with a book, and what he took was not a book on finance and economics but a high school textbook, Ding Lin was shocked. surprise.

Ding Lin, who didn't know what Yang Jingyi was going to sing, just said hello, and passed in front of Yang Jingyi with his schoolbag on his back. As soon as he stepped up the stairs, Yang Jingyi behind him said, "Go up, put your bag away, and get off to eat."

"So early?" Ding Lin looked at the time, it was only 17:30.Since hiring a tutor, Ding Lin will do homework for an hour after returning home, then eat, and show the completed homework to the teacher when the teacher arrives.

"Well, Auntie has already made dinner. By the way, the make-up teacher will not come from today. After dinner, you can do your homework slowly."

Ding Lin would be happy if this had been put off a few days ago, but now that he thinks that the teacher lost his job because he didn't do well in the exam, he feels a little bit sorry.

"Do you know my grades?"

"I know, your teacher called me this afternoon."

Ding Lin turned and ran back, stood in front of Yang Jingyi, looked at him and said, "I've only made up lessons for a few days, and it's normal if my grades didn't improve. Isn't it too unreasonable for you to dismiss the teacher because of this?"

The "unhuman" Yang Jingyi was stunned for a moment, put down the textbook in his hand, looked at the young man who was about to fight against him, and felt a little funny, "I thought you didn't like making up lessons, but I didn't expect that respected old teacher to send you away so quickly." Tamed?"

"That's right, that's not it!" Ding Lin suddenly felt guilty, and Yang Jingyi's casual teasing actually pointed out Ding Lin's original inner thoughts.

"Oh, then I invite him back?"

Hearing this, the expression on Ding Lin's face was so complex that it was difficult to describe in words, and Kong opened his mouth but was speechless.

Yang Jingyi finally couldn't help laughing, and he didn't blame Ding Lin for lying to him before, and said in a warm tone: "I'm not right about this, I didn't consider your feelings. Your class teacher is right, my previous arrangement was right. You are under too much pressure, so I discussed with her and reduced your usual make-up classes, only on your rest days, and on weekdays, I will be responsible for supervising and guiding your studies."

"What?!" Ding Lin's eyes widened.

"Anyway, my grades back then were still the first in the school. Although I forgot some knowledge after so many years, I just reviewed it and remembered a lot. Tutoring you should be enough."

What is it called?Stealing chickens won't make you lose a lot of rice, but losing your wife and losing your army.At this moment, Ding Lin wanted to die. He couldn't imagine what kind of terrifying scene it would be like doing homework with Yang Jingyi's face every day.

If I had known that there would be such a result, it would be better to just fail the exam and let the teacher tell the parents to at least die happily.

God, give me a knife and give me pleasure!