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Ren Yan asked Duan Chuiyu to dry his hair. This young master was born rebellious and refused to obey. After seeing Ren Yan take the initiative to go into the bathroom to get a hair dryer, he finally compromised.

He didn't know what was wrong with the pheasant tutor, so he asked him to dry his hair.

The blow-dried hair was a bit fried, fluffy on Duan Chuiyu's head.

"Are you preparing for the IELTS test?" Ren Yan asked suddenly.

This question seems a bit redundant, as Duan Chuiyu's superficial English score is still a galaxy away from the IELTS level.

Duan Chuiyu reacted flatly, shook his head and said, "No."

"You can try to prepare first."

"Why?" Duan Chuiyu's question seemed a bit redundant.

Ren Yan took out a hard-sided notebook from his schoolbag and said, "It doesn't matter how good your English is—"

Duan Chuiyu was stunned for a moment.

Ren Yan paused for a moment and glanced at Duan Chuiyu, and continued: "You start demanding yourself from the height of IELTS, anyway, you have to get in touch sooner or later."

"Why don't you just let me start to demand myself from the height of the special eight." Duan Chuiyu choked him.

Ren Yan glanced at him, and replied: "The research direction and focus of Zhuanba and IELTS are completely different, and there is no comparison in essence."

"..."

fresh.

In the past two days, it was the first time he heard Ren Yan utter so many words in one breath.

"Why should I get in touch in advance." Duan Chuiyu had a rebellious little beast face.

Ren Yan was flipping through his notebook, when he heard this, he raised his head, "Aren't you going abroad?"

"Who said I'm going abroad."

Ren Yanxin said: Your brother.

Ren Yan didn't say anything, he was not interested in wasting words on people who were negative about him.

"Do your homework first, and ask me if you don't know it." After finishing speaking, Ren Yan picked up the wireless earphones and stuffed them into his ears.

Seeing the white earphones pressed against the ear bones, Duan Chuiyu couldn't help but snort coldly, but Ren Yan couldn't hear clearly with the earphones on.

Prejudice was born in the hearts of both parties at the same time, and the two hated each other, and both looked at each other not very pleasing to the eye.

In fact, Duan Chuiyu had already done his English homework in school, so he didn't say anything, and took out the physics papers to do the questions blatantly.

Wasting each other's time is actually a very naive behavior, and what he wasted was not only time, but also the money his brother paid.

Fortunately, Ren Yan noticed something was wrong after 5 minutes. Do you need a ruler to speak English?

"You are willing to pay me to sit in your house for nothing, and I don't mind." Ren Yan's deep voice interrupted Duan Chuiyu's train of thought.

Duan Chuiyu sneered: "Aren't you listening to songs, how dare I bother you."

Ren Yan didn't bother to explain, so he reached out and asked Duan Chuiyu for his English homework.

For the time being, the two of them were not at war with each other. For the sake of Duan Xifeng, they suppressed their dissatisfaction and endured it.

The homework in the third year of high school is generally a set of comprehensive papers. There is no standard answer for the reading questions, but the basic questions can basically pick out mistakes at a glance.

In fact, Ren Yan has always felt that English is not a good thing to tutor. Whether you can improve your level depends on listening, watching and reading more. Once you have a sense of language, doing basic questions is no problem at all.

However, Duan Xifeng, the younger brother, does seem to have a little "mentally retarded" suspicion on the surface.

Ren Yan handed Duan Chuiyu the paper that had been corrected with a pencil, and said the same thing as yesterday: "Retell the wrong question and answer the question again."

Come again?

Yesterday, comparing the wrong answers, biting the bullet and talking nonsense, already made Duan Chuiyu sick enough.

Duan Chuiyu said unhappily, "What kind of problem-solving ideas do you need in English?"

"Grammar, context, semantics, and sentence components, the process of your analysis is your problem-solving thinking."

Duan Chuiyu couldn't bear it anymore: "If you don't want to teach, you can leave directly, there is no need to disgust me here—"

He paused, and said again: "You still hate yourself."

Duan Chuiyu didn't know why he said this out of his mind. Although he didn't take the tutors that Xu Yafei hired for him seriously, he was absolutely respectful and polite to others.

It was only the second day that his brother hired this tutor——

The air in the room froze for a moment, and it was very quiet, only Ren Yan whispered: "You are right."

When he got up, the hem of his clothes was slightly raised, and today he was wearing a pure white T-shirt with short sleeves, and the citrus fragrance floated in the air with the raised hem.

Until Ren Yan closed the door and left, Duan Chuiyu didn't say a word.

What to say.

Didn't this person drive away? How nice.

Duan Chuiyu returned to her bedroom with her schoolbag to do her homework.

Duan Xifeng spent the whole night in his room preparing for the handover of the new company, unaware that his younger brother had a conflict with Ren Yan.He reported to the new company the next day, and sent Duan Chuiyu a WeChat message before leaving.

Successor of Socialism: My brother has gone to work in the new company. This is Brother Ren Yan’s WeChat account. If you have anything to do in the future, you can contact him directly.

Duan Xifeng recommended Ren Yan's personal business card to Duan Chuiyu.

Successor of Socialism: Brother Ren Yan talks a lot, so don’t bully people just because they have a good temper.

Mouth:? ? ?

Although Duan Chuiyu's head was full of question marks, when he saw the word "bully", he still felt guilty for no reason.

Was that "bullying" last night?

Doesn't count.

This is a normal criticism of an unqualified tutor who is only defending his own interests.

Socialist successor: I will come back to see you when I am free, and I will give you a hug. [Embrace]

Mouth: [goodbye]

Ren Yan's profile picture is a stocky orange cat. The pixel of the picture is not high, and the lens is very close. The round cat's head occupies the entire frame of the profile picture, and it feels like the flesh on his face will overflow from the frame in the next second.

The WeChat name is "1004".

Duan Chuiyu glanced at the phone screen lightly, and ignored it.

I have already torn my face, why add WeChat.

Ren Yan didn't show up again for a week after that.Duan Xifeng was probably busy with work, so he didn't have time to ask about Duan Chuiyu's study situation. This time, the tutoring seemed to end quietly like this.

The tenth middle school has a weekly exam every week, a monthly exam once a month, and a weekly exam once a week. Duan Chuiyu once again "gloriously" made the bottom of the test this week.

The weekly exam of the tenth middle school is equivalent to the big exam. As usual, the ranking of the results must be announced by the whole school. Duan Chuiyu is usually the focus of discussion among girls in other classes. The center of the topic in the grade.

In physical education class, between classes, as long as there is a break, no matter where he goes, he can be heard talking about him more or less.

The physical education classes in the third year of high school are all given out by charity, and the classes in one semester can be counted on the fingers.

This class is a physical education class. On the surface, it is free activities, but in fact it is still self-study.

Motivated students usually consciously stay in the classroom to do their homework, and those who are not motivated like Duan Chuiyu, of course, go downstairs to wander as soon as the bell rings.

Class 8 is a pilot class for science subjects. Most of them are boys. They usually study hard, but when they need to feel sorry for themselves, they are not reserved.

As soon as the bell rang, half of the people in the classroom were scattered away, and the rest stayed in the classroom to study quietly.

Duan Chuiyu found a shady place, leaned against the stone bench with his eyes closed, the sunlight fell through the lush leaves, and the shadows on his shoulders were mottled.

There was an inaudible sound not far away, and the voice of people was approaching.

"Physical education class continues to live—ah—my life is not long!"

"Don't talk about it, I'm going to have a short life. I failed three exams this week, and my mother confiscated my mobile phone and didn't let me take it with me."

"Pitiful."

"However, I heard that Duan Chuyu took the bottom of the weekly exam again? Hey, I feel a little balanced."

"What are you balancing?"

"Isn't his father the principal? All the principal's sons pass the exam like this. Of course I am balanced."

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's dark."

"To be honest, it's gloomy, but it's really fun. The principal's son has such bad grades. I'm so shameless. This principal is really aggrieved."

Seeing the thin figure on the stone bench, the two fell silent.

"Fuck..." the boy cursed in a breathy voice.

The other boy dragged him away, and whispered, "Let's go."

"How come you can hear someone chewing on the back of your tongue?" Li Yi sat next to Duan Chuiyu at some point, holding two popsicles in his hand, and handed one to Duan Chuiyu.

Duan Chuiyu tore open the packaging bag, sucked on the top of the popsicle, and frowned: "It's not cream."

"Why not?" Li Yi glanced at the packaging bag, and the word "cream" was written on it brightly.

"It's not pure cream." Duan Chuiyu stuffed the licked popsicle back into the packaging bag.

"I said Mr. Duan, are you really delicate? Does this little tongue have its own detection function?"

"It smells like saccharine, it doesn't taste good." Duan Chuiyu was afraid of disappointing the boy's intentions, holding up a popsicle and asked pretendingly, "Can I throw it away?"

Li Yi rolled his eyes and said angrily, "Otherwise? I'll eat it!"

There were no people on the playground at first, maybe Duan Chuiyu had a celebrity effect, and every once in a while, a girl passed by the grove next to the playground arm in arm, lowered her head and bit her ear, her eyes drifted towards Duan Chuiyu, and she blushed when she saw it.

Li Yi was not surprised by this situation, he arched Duan Chuiyu, and asked, "Hey, haven't you been making up lessons recently, why do you feel that there is no effect?"

The implication is, why are you counting down again?

"Quit."

"Huh?" Li Yi didn't react.

Duan Chuiyu added: "The tutor quit."

"You lost your popularity?"

Duan Chuiyu choked for a moment, turned his head to look at him quietly, and asked quietly: "Do I look like someone who does this kind of thing?"

Li Yi nodded seriously: "Like."

"..."

After Duan Xifeng went to work in the company, the family returned to the coldness of the past, and the rare popularity only stayed for a few days before slipping away.

The phone vibrated a few times, Duan Chuiyu closed the door, took out the phone and took a look.

Mom: Is school over?

Mom: I heard from your brother that he found a tutor for you?how do you feel?

Duan Chuiyu typed a reply.

Mouth: let go.good.

Mom: I have a temporary meeting here, and I'll be back in two days.

Mouth: yes

"Xiao Yu is back?" Aunt Zhao came out of the kitchen wiping her apron, "Hurry up and wash your hands, today I made your favorite chestnut braised pork."

"Okay." Duan Chuiyu smiled lightly.

While eating, Aunt Zhao suddenly took out a hard-sided, gray notebook from her shopping bag.

Duan Chuiyu was stunned for a moment with a chestnut in his mouth.

"When I was cleaning the study today, I saw a notebook." Aunt Zhao handed the notebook to Duan Chuiyu, "Did you leave it there?"

Duan Chuiyu swallowed the chestnut and let out a "huh".

"I know it's yours, so don't throw it away." Aunt Zhao put the notebook aside, "You should worry if you can't find it then."

It was Ren Yan's notebook. He left in a hurry last time, so he didn't take it away.

Duan Chuiyu lay on his back on the bed, opened the cover of the notebook, and the word "Yan" was written on the lower right corner of the title page, the ink was very light, and the strokes were light and elegant.

Perfunctory Yan, just like his name, is quite perfunctory.

Duan Chuiyu chuckled lightly.

It shouldn't be something like a diary, right?

Duan Chuiyu's prying psychology was full of willfulness. After struggling for a while, he still couldn't help his curiosity and opened his notebook.

Fortunately, not a diary.

The handwriting is very scribbled and connected together, but it is unexpectedly pleasing to the eye, but it looks a bit difficult.

Duan Chuiyu narrowed his eyes and stared at it for a long time before he recognized the above content.

[6/ Inspection point: If clause, choose B, the answer has nothing to do with the inspection point]

[11/~non-predicate, B, irrelevant]

[28/~subjunctive mood, A, irrelevant]

[37/~so…that flip, D, unrelated]

……

The handwriting is written on both sides. It's not because Teacher Ren is too busy, but because classmate Duan made too many mistakes.Ren Yan even circled the topic that he considered Duan Chuiyu's real weakness. When Duan Chuiyu swept to the last line, he saw a row of small characters at the bottom——

[The answer deviates from the point of investigation, the idea of ​​solving the problem is nonsense, suspected of deliberately choosing blindly]

Duan Chuiyu's blood froze for a few seconds, and he couldn't help but burst out: "I...fuck?"

It turned out that they didn't paddle at all, not only did they not paddle, but they also made study notes responsibly.

No wonder he had to talk about the idea of ​​answering the question, the co-author was to test the true level.

Duan Chuiyu couldn't say how he felt right now, but——felt a little full in his heart, as if water was about to overflow.

"This person is boring..." Duan Chuiyu raised his nose slightly.

He took out his mobile phone, opened WeChat, and turned to Duan Xifeng's chat interface.

The recommended personal business card was still lying in the chat history, Duan Chuiyu pursed his lips, clicked on the business card, and added friends.

The news over there passed quickly, and Duan Chuiyu couldn't help shaking his hands.

[I passed your friend verification request, now we can start chatting. ]

Chat, what are you talking about?

Duan Chuiyu thought that the wind was the rain, so he immediately sent a message: Your notebook was left at my house.

1004: know

Duan Chuiyu was stunned for a while, wondering if this person's cell phone was on his eyes, and he replied so quickly.

There was another message over there.

1004: Come and get it tomorrow