Choked to death after drinking water and dressed as the male protagonist's deadly enemy

"Master, are you hungry?"

The door rang, and Aunt Yang brought porridge.

Xue Chen jumped up from the bed, took it with a smile, and suddenly remembered something, "Aunt Yang, can you help me contact a private tutor?"

"Eh???" Aunt Yang was stunned, as if wondering if there was something wrong with her ears.

Xue Chen's speech was not fast, but it sounded pleasant to the ear, "It's very easy, help me with general subjects, and I bought the materials here. I usually do the questions well, and I only need to explain the questions I don't understand. The tutoring time is also very flexible. Summer vacation You can do it at any time, and you only need to come once a week after school starts, and the hourly salary is 300 or more.”

Aunt Yang was still in a daze, but when she recovered, she felt a bit of an old mother's chuckle: "Really?! Master really need to find a tutor?"

"Well, by the way, don't let my mother know."

"Hey, okay, I'll also quietly ask you, Uncle Guan, to help you find it."

Aunt Yang has worked as a full-time nanny in their family since she was a child. Xue Chen was beautiful and well-behaved when she was a child. She has always regarded Xue Chen as her half son for so many years.She also knew that this rebellious young master was at odds with his parents, and deliberately did not learn to show his rebellion.

At this moment, he actually took the initiative to ask for make-up lessons!The driver, Uncle Guan, said two days ago that the young master seems to have become more sensible, and she still didn't believe it, but now it seems that it is so.

Madam would be so happy if she knew!

With the young master's intelligence, it shouldn't be a problem for him to try his best to pass the undergraduate exam in the third year of high school!

On Sunday night, Xue Chen returned to school.

He rented a separate suite in the school's teachers' apartment and brought his tablet and paintbrushes there.

With a backpack slung across his body, Xue Chen saw the round, lovely and respectable figure of Lao Zhao as soon as he entered the school gate.

Xue Chen walked up quickly and greeted him. The other party was surprised for a while, and then showed his signature smile and squinted his eyes: "Hey, why did you get glasses? You look more energetic."

What the teachers think is "more energetic" is actually to look more sensible, more like a scholar or a good student.

Xue Chen began to show off his acting skills, acting as a vivid 3-minute hot middle school boy, "It's a new look after being ill, I, Xue Chen, must study hard in the future, brush up questions like crazy, read the sea of ​​books as soon as possible, and reach the pinnacle of life. "

Old Zhao laughed, "Good, good, take good classes, work hard, and try to get into a good school. If your current grades follow the teacher's lead, you will definitely be able to increase by more than 200 points this year. Most of the postgraduate entrance examinations are a little bit high." hopefully."

Yanzhou University is the tail of the crane in the undergraduate course. The year before last, it was promoted from a junior college to an undergraduate, and changed from a college to a university. It is close to scenic spots and has a good geographical location. People in Class 9 and Class 10 generally look down on them, but for most of their class, this school is out of reach.For example, I have a total score of 6 in 102 subjects.

"I can't pass the exam, it's too difficult!" Xue Chen said frankly, carrying forward the essence of the little bully saying that he can change his face when he says he will change his face.

Suddenly, I remembered that when I was in the third year of high school in my previous life, every time I finished the exam, someone would always cry: I will fall out of the top 92 of my grade this time, this time physics is so difficult, I haven’t finished my English, etc... the result is down At that time, I progressed to the top ten in my grade, physics 147, English [-]...

He had never done that before, and he wondered why some academic masters like to humbly compare their misery so much.Now he understands that this kind of feeling is called intangible pretense, full of coolness and joy to the body and mind.

Old Zhao didn't know Xue Chen's strength at all, and it was another burst of earnest words from a good teacher and helpful friend.

Xue Chen and Lao Zhao walked side by side to the classroom, he was a head taller than Lao Zhao.Students passing by glanced at him from time to time, thinking that he was being scolded again.There were also one or two unknown girls who gave him a wink, which meant "haha, you are being scolded again."

Seeing that the fourth floor was about to reach the classroom on the fifth floor, Xue Chen quickly asked the ultimate purpose of this conversation: "By the way, teacher, can I ask something?"

"ask."

"Did Yu Jin come here last week?"

He should pay close attention to the male initiative and collect information.Of course, the most important thing is to be curious about what the hero looks like, settle down, and take a detour in the future.

Old Zhao's eyes changed slightly: "Why mention that guy, I really want to say that I don't have such a student."

Xue Chen continued, "So he really came?"

Old Zhao Chang breathed a sigh of relief, unscrewed the thermos cup and drank water, "Tsk, I came here, and it disappeared in a flash. I was not there at the time. It is said that your English teacher met him at the school gate and took him to the school office by the way. Drank a cup of tea and trained."

"Then when will he come? Do we really have to indulge him until the next semester starts?"

"No one answers the phone, and the parents' contact information has been written in several versions. How can I let him come?" Lao Zhao glanced at him, "Hey, what do you want to do, fight with him?"

With a cold face, Xue Chen scoffed at the character of a little bully, and said in a flash: "I don't have any trouble with him, but I'm just jealous that he can not come to class and affect the class style."

Old Zhao thought that was the case, and was afraid that Xue Chen would be restless, but he said, "Just take care of yourself. As for that kid, we know how to deal with it. Don't mention him to me. My blood pressure was just a few days ago. Come down."

After Lao Zhao finished speaking, he abducted to the office, Xue Chen said oh, and walked in the direction of the classroom.

The classroom before the evening self-study is like a boiler factory, hot and noisy, a bloody TV series is projected on the big screen, some people are calling, some are blackmailing, and some are laughing.In short, all kinds of sounds were entangled, and the moment Xue Chen opened the door, he almost suspected that he heard the roar of the plane.

The second he pushed the door open, the roar suddenly became silent, as if it had been silenced by someone.

Everyone thought that the deliberately closed door was pushed open by Lao Zhao.After seeing that it was Xue Chen, he immediately blew up again, and it was a double upgraded version.

The chemistry class at the door didn't see who this handsome guy was just now, but thought she was a pretty girl.After seeing the face clearly, he roared in surprise: "My brother Richen, I haven't seen you for a week, why do you look better when riding a horse again!?"

Several people gathered around, as if observing rare animals, and even started a discussion.

Everyone agrees that the key to his change lies in glasses, and didn't he personally say "no myopia, let's kill him without wearing glasses"?

In the end, the discussion about the reason why he suddenly changed his image and wore glasses was even more intense than in class. The results of the discussion were divided into two groups: one group believed that Brother Chen had found a new way to pretend to be aggressive, and the other group believed that he liked it. I met a certain schoolmaster girl, and I wanted to change my style of chasing her.

As expected, the whole class is a nest of strange flowers...

As the party concerned, Xue Chen leisurely watched them arguing, while he silently read calligraphy and painting.

The next day was still unpretentious and boring.

In Chinese class, Chinese teacher Gao Renyue was enthusiastically talking about the four principles of composition, while Xue Chen was sitting in the last row, quietly drawing his own pictures.

As the first Chinese class in midsummer afternoon, it has its own hypnotic effect of occupying the right time, place and people.After Xue Chen finished drawing a picture, he looked up inadvertently and found that there was a large area lying on the ground. Only a few heads in the front row were scattered and looked back affectionately with Teacher Gao.Sure enough, Chinese class is used to sleep.

Almost everyone is asleep.Li Huasheng on the right hid behind the fort and slept like a dead pig, humming in his dreams from time to time. Yi Ran on the left looked at the teacher's PPT with his head propped up, and fell asleep after watching, including Lin Xihe, Chen Xu, the school committee, the monitor... also lay on their stomachs.

For most of the students in this class, every day in the senior year of senior high school is very difficult. In addition, the weather is hot and the fan is always half dead.

Moreover, I can’t play with my mobile phone openly, and I can’t understand it in class. I used to be able to talk small talk when I was a sophomore in high school, but after the third year of high school, the school put pressure on the teacher, patrolling the classroom at every turn, and the teacher was under great pressure. Some people criticize, which can be regarded as a kind of vent.

But Gao Renyue is different. He is well-received for giving students a class every week to sleep.

"Although you are in the third year of high school, as long as your Chinese scores are not in the bottom three, I can give you a moderate indulgence. You can take a nap in my class every Monday afternoon in the first class, but the leader still has to give face. "

But in fact, students are not really sleeping, and they can still hear the lecture content in a dream.

After class, all the sleeping dead bodies miraculously came back to life and rushed to the toilet like wild horses.

Xue Chen also stood up and stretched.He usually hides behind his fortress, and others can't see him painting at all. This is a good time to unite the front.

When Teacher Gao walked to the door, he suddenly turned around and met Xue Chen's eyes.As we all know, don't look at the teacher easily. Sure enough, he said to Xue Chen: "Xue Chen, come with me to the office."

As soon as I entered the office, the cold air from the air conditioner swept my whole body, making my blood feel comfortable.It seems that I will have to come to the office often to use the air conditioner in the future.

Teacher Gao sized him up and cut straight to the point: "Stop playing, can you show your true level?"

Xue Chen:? ? ?

What do you mean, do you know that he is actually a college student?When was he exposed?

Seeing him surprised, Teacher Gao smiled, "You don't have to be modest, the mid-term exam in the last semester of senior high school was the only time you wrote a Chinese composition seriously, and the topic was about closeness, and you never wrote a composition after that, I read that Although the score is not high, your writing is quite good."

I see.This is because the little bully's own strength was discovered by the sharp-eyed teacher.

Teacher Gao patted him on the shoulder and continued, "I know, you are hiding your strength because of rebellion, right? You and Yu Jin are two different kinds of people. He is really ignorant, but you are actually capable. , you can even pass the key points.”

I am not, I am not.

Xue Chen took a big step back in a "rebellious" way, "That composition was written by my brother who looks exactly like me, teacher, can I go?"

Teacher Gao sighed, after all, a teenager with this kind of problem can't be in a hurry.He handed him the paper, with a generous voice, "I have always admired you, and I have always looked forward to your progress."

"I'm just a scumbag. Goodbye, teacher."

Some teachers around looked up at him. Although Xue Chen was reluctant to part with the air conditioner, he still slipped away.

Walking out of the office, I heard Old Zhao on the phone from the window at the end of the corridor.

His voice was very angry, but he suppressed it and did not attack, "Yu Jin, when will you come to class?!"