The national teacher dressed as a rich and noble son

When Xie Yubo concentrates on studying, he can stay in place all day, and the desk of several square meters is full of review materials.

He accepted his elder brother's proposal to hire a tutor. In the past, he wanted the tyrant to teach him, and he didn't care too much about the number of exams. Now, if he wants to improve his progress effectively, he can only ask famous teachers from famous schools for targeted guidance.

There is a reason why famous teachers are expensive. In a short period of time, Xie Yubo can help Xie Yubo sort out the key points of a chapter, and according to the students' thinking characteristics, omit some content that is not high in the exam, and Xie Yubo is less cost-effective to learn.

The six famous teachers took turns to teach, and they couldn't believe that Xie Yubo hadn't attended the nine-year compulsory education and the first and second grades of high school.

The students absorbed knowledge too fast, and the expressions on their lectures were too obedient. The teachers couldn't help but release their instincts - procrastinating.

Brother Xie came back from working overtime at night. Seeing that the lights in the study room were still on and the sound of lectures could be heard from inside, he was taken aback for a moment and asked his aunt, "Didn't it mean that there would be an hour of lectures every night after self-study? Who paid for it?"

His younger brother has already worked so hard, who the hell gave Xie Yubo another hour of class?

The aunt said: "The teacher himself doesn't want to dismiss the get out of class."

Xie Chenbo: "Tell him that he won't be paid if he spends too much."

3000 yuan an hour, although their family is not short of this money, and when Xie Yubo gets his grades in the college entrance examination, Xie's family will still have a big red envelope, but they can't hold his brother to class until twelve o'clock.

Aunt: "The teacher said, if you have too much, you will give it away for free, no money."

Xie Chenbo: "That won't work either, my younger brother has only one person, but the teacher has six."

Aunt: No, your brother has two.

He was about to enter the door to politely invite the teacher away, when the study door opened suddenly, and the math teacher came out with a smile, "You can do this paper when you have time, and send it to me for correction when it is done."

"Teacher has worked hard, I will ask the driver to take you."

Xie Chenbo respectfully sent the math teacher out, then turned to his younger brother and said, "We won't do the papers."

Stinky old man, we agreed to only attend classes and not assign homework.

Xie Yubo: "Why don't you do it? The teacher said they are all classic questions. Brother, it's late, good night."

The Great Master hiccupped. He had absorbed too much knowledge. He sat on the bed, took the time to think about what the tyrant was doing, and fell asleep within three seconds.

On the other side of the city, Shang Yange put down the documents, took a sip of strong tea, and looked out the window at the silent night scene.

"I hope Xie Yubo's college entrance examination will go well" is definitely the most regrettable thing Mr. Shang said in the past year.

It is said that Xie Yubo now studies until twelve o'clock every day, does nothing but study every day, and eats quickly.

Of course he knew that this was the daily routine of most high school seniors with perseverance, but he felt sorry for Xie Yubo.

Shang Yange was afraid that his phone call would disturb Xie Yubo, so he simply sent him an encouraging text message every morning at a fixed time.

At the same time, Mr. Shang has also become a workaholic. He spends time with Xie Yubo in another way, and realizes his joking "wish".

In the second semester of the third year of high school, Xie Yubo improved by leaps and bounds.

The results of the model came out, Chinese 130, mathematics 60, English 77, comprehensive essay 170, a total score of 437, ranking 472 in the year.

On the same day, Xue Jing gave [-] red envelopes to each of the tutors. Xie Yubo did not go to evening self-study, and instead studied at home in the evening to extend the tutoring time.He even wanted to save time on the way to school, and proposed to study the college entrance examination at home.

Xue Jing rejected his proposal, just like sending the idiot Xie Yubo to school, asking him to get along with his classmates.

At school, Liu Fei could take him for a walk between classes, and his classmates would make jokes to relax his tense nerves, and the pressure at home was much higher.

Xie Yubo sent Mr. Shang three numbers, 437, before going to bed, and went to bed without waiting for a reply.

When I got up the next day, I saw that the tyrant praised him three hundred words.Xie Yubo took a piece of paper and copied it carefully, just to practice calligraphy.The teacher said that his Chinese performance depends entirely on whether the writing is good-looking, and the composition can get first-class marks, but the handwriting is lagging behind.

Another month later, the provincial quality inspection, Xie Yubo Chinese 132, Mathematics 78, English 80, comprehensive essay 188, total score 478, ranked 357th in the year.

Xie Yubo felt that the progress this time was not very obvious, and the points belonged to the book, so he did not give points to the tyrant.

Shang Yange was fidgeting all day, only regretting that he could not take the college entrance examination with Xie Yubo.

Why didn't he give out the score?

Mr. Shang has already prepared a thousand words of praise, and he is worried that Xie Yubo is too demanding of himself. The provincial quality inspection can look at the provincial rankings. Is this the first time for Xiao Guoshi to face the fact that there are tens of thousands of people ahead of him, and he feels uncomfortable up?

After all, there were so few scholars in ancient times, and the final round of palace examination still depends on Shang Yange's subjective score, and the number one pick is a matter of second thought.

Xie Yubo used to accompany the tyrant in the imperial examination, and never took the imperial examination by himself, and Shang Yange was too fond of him, coaxing him every day, "If the national teacher participates in the imperial examination, at least he will be a candidate", "I have never looked at this year's number one scholar differently, the national teacher No one can beat it"……

It's a pity that the national teacher is not taking the imperial examination where the tyrant can cheat openly, but the national college entrance examination, and the ranking is low.

Shang Yange couldn't hold back, and at 11:30, he called Xie Yubo to comfort him.

Xie Yubo was writing a math paper at this time, and when he picked up the phone, he found a vocabulary book to read.

"Yubo, is there any supper you want to eat?"

Xie Yubo: "Auntie can do it."

Shang Yange suddenly ran out of words, "Your brother said that you did well in the exam, and where there is a will, there is a way."

In fact, Xie Chenbo would only discuss his younger brother's studies with Shang Yange when he was in the dark. Mr. Shang's main source of understanding was Xie Yubo's class teacher.

Xie Yubo frowned: "I think it's average, comrade still needs to work hard."

"I think it's very good, Yubo, you are the best." Shang Yan searched his mind, trying to comfort him by telling him that he failed the exam. Unfortunately, even during the period when Mr. Shang's emotions were most out of control, the exam ranking Still ferocious, but the test paper was a bit too strong.

Xie Yubo: "Wake up, this grade, put aside the ancient imperial examinations, you can't get into the imperial examination, and you can't even see the emperor's face."

Anyway, he has presided over several imperial examinations. Can the tyrant have a correct understanding of "excellence"?

Shang Yange: "If you can't get in, let... the emperor come out to see you."

Shang Yange almost called himself "Gu".

When Xie Yubo heard this, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly: "Got it."

In another mock test, Xie Yubo's Chinese was stable at 130+, Mathematics and English passed for the first time, and his comprehensive score was over 199, with a total score of more than [-], ranking [-]th in his year.

In the last exam before the college entrance examination, Xie Yubo and the school committee of the second class both squeezed into the top [-] list.

On the day of the college entrance examination, the weather was sunny and the sun was scorching. The weather was hot in June. The No. [-] Middle School had a lot of money and wealth. They pulled an ambulance and waited at the school gate to prevent the parents from heatstroke and prevent the candidates from collapsing. Anyway, the Xie family paid for it.

Xie Chenxing wore a white coat and sat next to the ambulance, saying that he voluntarily guarded the examination room, and everyone he knew knew that he was actually guarding his brother.

When Xie Chenxing talked on the phone, he put one hand in his pocket and held the phone in the other. He spoke a foreign language extremely fluently. Even though his tone sounded cold, it still attracted a wave of young parents who were "heat stroke" and came to ask for water.

Xie Chenxing distributed mineral water and towels neatly. His conversation seemed to be understood. A girl asked him if he was angry with a child during her period.

Xie Chenxing was silent for a while: "Thank you for your concern, it is indeed a brat."

He felt that it was a bit embarrassing to argue with a psychopath in public, so he switched English to the native language of the other party.

No one should understand this, right?

Unexpectedly, he was innocently accused, "Did you secretly learn my mother tongue? You clearly want to live with me in your heart."

Xie Chenxing hung up the phone resolutely, and saw Shang Yange on the other side of the crowd, who, like him, had stayed here for two full days.

Every time Xie Yubo came out after finishing a test, Xie Chenxing obviously noticed that he was looking away at the first time, and then came to his side.

The problem is serious.

But Shang Yange didn't bother Xie Yubo, and his brother had no position to chase him away.

After finishing the last subject, Shang Yange finally stepped forward and touched the head of the little national teacher, "Thanks for your hard work."

Don't ask how you did in the exam, Xie Yubo won't make mistakes in this aspect.

Xie Yubo stared fixedly at Shang Yange, narrowed his eyes and said, "You're finished."

Shang Yange: "What?"

Xie Yubo took a big sip of water and wiped the corners of his mouth, "I said I am performing normally, but if you give me more time to study..."

"You've done a good job." Shang Yange hastily interrupted him, fearing that he would have the idea of ​​repeating the study, and he was not willing to give up Xie Yubo's hard work for another year.

Xie Chenxing didn't intervene, he looked at his watch, the ambulance was ready to go.

"Brother booked a hotel to have dinner together..."

"Second brother!" Xie Yubo suddenly grabbed his wrist, "Come with me."

He threw down the water bottle and led Dr. Xie to run wildly all the way to the front of the No. [-] Middle School library building. Almost at the same time, a figure jumped down from the building and landed in front of Xie Yubo.

The students who hadn't left the school screamed.

Xie Yubo clenched his fists, his face turned pale for a moment, "Second brother, look at his legs."

The wounded was extremely lucky. He jumped from the fifth floor, still conscious, and rolled on the ground in pain.

Xie Chenxing held down his injured leg, "Don't move."

The movement here quickly alarmed everyone, and the staff took the stretcher from the ambulance. At this time, Xie Chenxing had already prepared first aid measures.

Parents waiting at the school gate heard that a student jumped off the building, and those who failed to pick up the child gathered around one after another. Among them, a middle-aged woman in a cheongsam screamed, "Son! My son..."

The wounded man was still conscious. Seeing his mother, he cried bitterly: "I failed the test and my hearing was not graded..."

"Didn't Mom tell you to paint the answer sheet before writing the composition..."

"Elder sister, elder sister, don't say a few words, your child is already like this, and you still don't have a card..." Seeing this, the people around are somewhat aware that this child must be under a lot of pressure.

"Hurry up and send him to the hospital for a full body check."

Then the mother followed the stretcher into the ambulance, and cried out as if waking up from a dream: "Mom doesn't want you to pass the [-] exam, as long as you do well, I don't ask for anything in the future... Son, don't be stupid."

When passing by Xie Yubo, Xie Yubo said, "Actually, you are sloppy, you are under too much pressure."

The examinee was dumbfounded, and even his mother was stunned.

The examinee suddenly raised his head to look at Xie Yubo, and suddenly remembered the strength with which he supported himself to slow down when he fell.

"Thank you, thank you." He endured the pain and gritted his teeth.

He is a single-parent family, and his mother whispers in his ear every day that he needs to get [-], which is better than his father's stepson, and let his father see which woman's son is smarter, and if he is poor in the exam, he will repeat the exam for her, don't go to college.

He couldn't bear it. After taking the English test, he felt that he hadn't performed well. In a trance, he imagined that the answer sheet was not painted, and he collapsed all of a sudden.

Someone gave him a second life, like a reborn parent.He also gave his mother a life, and he will no longer live for his mother's unreasonable comparison and sustenance.

When the middle-aged woman saw Xie Yubo, she suddenly remembered that when the young man dragged the doctor to the library, she was still in the mood to watch the excitement, and she didn't expect that the doctor was going to save her son.

She plopped down to Xie Yubo and knelt down: "It's my fault, I pushed too hard... Thank you. Son, mom was wrong..."

Xie Yubo said coldly, "There is no second chance."

Shang Yange pinched Xie Yubo's mouth: "Shut up, don't say anything."

He turned and squatted down, "Come up."

Contraband items were checked in the examination room, and Xie Yubo didn't bring any of Xie Yubo's amulets with him, so as not to be taken as a cheat sheet.In the emergency situation just now, spiritual power will definitely be used, and there will be backlash.

Xie Yubo obediently lay on Shang Yange's body, "Don't tell my brother, just tell me I'm tired, and I'll be fine after a night of sleep."

He yawned, "I won't go to dinner tonight, I'll go home and sleep first."

Shang Yange patted his butt angrily: "Don't be an example!"

Shang Yange sent Xie Yubo home and made up an excuse of being frightened, but Xie's family did not become suspicious.

Xie Yubo slept for a whole day after this sleep, and he sprinted for three months. Even though he is talented and smart, his body is still a little thinner.

Xie's family is not crazy yet, Shang Yange went crazy first.

He thought of Xie Yubo's sudden coma in his previous life, and rationally told him that the situation was different. Xie Yubo was probably just too tired and used his spiritual power, and his body needed a good rest, but he couldn't control his irritability at all.

He was so irritable that even Xie Chenxing could see that something was wrong with him, as if he was going to demolish Xie Yubo's house if he didn't allow him to see him.

Shang Yange stayed in front of Xie Yubo's bed. It was three o'clock in the afternoon the day after the college entrance examination, and Xie Yubo hadn't woken up yet.

"Yubo..." Shang Yange stared at him intently, and said softly, "Don't sleep, get up and eat. Here is your favorite braised pork, which tastes the same as the first time you ate it."

Xie Yubo frowned, as if moved by the fragrance.

Shang Yange helped Xie Yubo up, and leaned on his chest, "The chef is about to resign, the last meal of braised pork, if you don't eat your guide dog, Ah Fu will eat it."

Xie Yubo's eyelids moved slightly, as if he was struggling to wake up. After a while, he was quiet for a moment, then his brows furrowed deeply, and he unconsciously shouted: "Shang Zhen..."

Shang Yange quickly responded, "I'm here."

Xie Yubo opened her eyes abruptly, "Hmph."

Shang Yange: "..."

Why do some national teachers think of deceiving people as soon as they open their eyes?

Ruined.

Good luck to yourself.