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"..." The man looked Chen Yan up and down, looked at the slightly disgusted eyes of the other party, and smiled unexpectedly. "Ms. Yang said one hundred per hour, and made an appointment for two hours. If you breach the contract..."

Chen Yan finally knew why his mother gave him 500 yuan before he went out.

Now it is less than one o'clock. If he goes home for dinner at five o'clock after studying for four hours, he still has a little pocket money left for him to arrange freely.

Being a mother is really kind, and I hope the child will be better, but Chen Yan doesn't have this kind of intention at the moment.

He was not really 16 years old in the first place, and he had learned this knowledge solidly, but now he just deepened his memory and deepened his understanding in an extremely fast way.

So a tutor is really a burden, not only can't help him, but also delays his time.You must know that he is racing against time now, and it is rare to get such a good thing that doubles his understanding and memory. Naturally, Chen Yan is not willing to stick to the knowledge points of high school courses. He wants to learn more in these 24 hours.

What's more, the man in front of him is really not pleasing to the eye.

It's not that the other party is ugly, in fact, the other party's appearance is more in line with Chen Yan's aesthetics, but unfortunately he is too much like a person, his old opponent in his previous life, the one who broke up unhappy since the first meeting, and tacitly snatched everyone away. The old rival of Yiinch market and resources.

If we talk about the relationship between the two, there is at least six or seven points of resemblance.

It's just that no matter how good-looking it is, how much it suits my own taste, and how similar it is to that guy, it made Chen Yan lose his appetite in minutes, and he didn't even want to take another look at it. Chen Yan took out 100 yuan from his pocket and took a picture of it. In the hands of the other party, "Liquidated damages. Don't follow me anymore."

Wen Jingyi looked at Chen Yan who was walking away, and surprise flashed across his face again.The disdainful expression on this child's face is too obvious, just to make it clear that he is too lazy to talk to you.A little fat man who is obviously very ordinary, but has an inexplicable temperament, especially the tone and expression when he said the last sentence, which made him feel like he was facing his brother.

What a hell!

Wen Jingyi paused for a moment, put away the money, and followed.

Chen Yan didn't pay attention to the other party anymore, his time was very tight.

After taking out his library card and entering, Chen Yan went to the bookshelf to find a dozen textbooks that he was currently using, found a relatively quiet corner, and began to absorb them quickly.

Wen Jingyi looked around not far away, and found that the little fat man was really holding high school books, so he raised his eyebrows slightly.

Since you really came to study, why did you refuse tutoring?Is it distrust of him?

This is the first time that Wen Jingyi has been suspected. He has been a top student since he was a child.

After graduating from university, he and his brother set up a company, but unfortunately everything was negotiated but the funds were not in place, so he came out to play a tutor as a guest tutor when he was extremely bored, but he was actually despised.

Wen Jingyi rubbed his nose, if his brother knew about this, he would be laughed to death, right?

But then Wen Jingyi realized something was wrong.

Although the high school books all have almost the same cover, the colors of the textbooks for senior one to senior three are different.

Senior one is light green, senior two is yellow, and senior three is fiery red.The three colors make people see the level clearly, and it also seems to indicate that the year is getting more urgent and tense.

Chen Yan is a freshman in high school, and Ms. Yang Hui, who entrusted his roommate, made it very clear.A little fat guy who doesn't study well and whose grades are in the lower reaches of the class.

But what does he see now?

In addition to the yellow and red textbooks, there are only a few books in green, and they were quickly discarded aside. What Chen Yan is flipping through now is the yellow textbooks, and the hot third-year textbooks are at hand, which is obviously the next goal. .

And not only this, Chen Yan's speed of turning the pages of the book also surprised him, one page after another, this is not the speed of reading at all, it is more like a repetitive action when bored.It takes only about 5 minutes to finish reading this textbook.

Seeing that Chen Yan finished flipping through another book and threw it in the pile of books he had read, Wen Jingyi chose a seat not far behind Chen Yan and sat down.

He wanted to see what the hell this little fat man was doing.

What puzzled him was that this little fat man continued this game all afternoon.

Finish a book at a speed of 5 to 10 minutes. Maybe a thick book will be slightly delayed, but this speed has never changed.

Watching the little fat man give away the books in hand again and again in exchange for a new batch, Wen Jingyi felt that he couldn't sit still.

He took a sneak peek just now, and the other party has already read all the subjects in high school and college, and has now transferred from textbooks to books on various professional subjects.There is even a subject that Wen Jingyi has studied before.

That book is a business book, and it was a relatively esoteric book in the business school he attended.He didn't believe that an ordinary student in the first year of high school with very average studies could learn this kind of book by himself.

Wen Jingyi packed up his things and walked over.

"I have studied this subject before, do you need me to tutor you?" Wen Jingyi didn't really want to tutor the other party, or it would be more appropriate to test.

Chen Yan didn't even bother to speak, he looked up at Wen Jingyu, and waved his hand lightly.

Wen Jingyi gritted his teeth a little bit.

Why is this kid a bit hateful?

Wen Jingyi simply sat at the table opposite Chen Yan, he wanted to see if the other party was really reading, or just wasting time and being bored.

But what surprised him again was that Chen Yan's reading speed slowed down this time, but it was still much faster than ordinary people, and sometimes frowning, sometimes suddenly, Wen Jingyi gradually understood that the little fat man in front of him was really understandable.

Immersed in the joy of learning, time always flies very fast.

In one afternoon, Chen Yan finished all the homework-related things he wanted to read, and also read some other interesting miscellaneous books by the way.Seeing that it was five o'clock, Chen Yan returned these books to the shelf and chose another ten.

Wen Jingyi watched Chen Yan choose a book and thought that he was going to sit down, and was about to take a closer look at what book he had chosen this time, but found that Chen Yan went straight to the counter with the book in his arms.

When Wen Jingyi packed up and chased him out, Chen Yan had already disappeared without a trace.

Chen Yan went home directly.

This afternoon's study raced against time, even with the addition of pills, it took him a lot of energy.Mental work consumes physical strength on the one hand, and his fleshy body also intensifies the digestion of lunch. Right now, he is so hungry that he is so hungry.

When Chen Yan came in, he was already hungry and crazy, and he didn't care that the food was not to his taste, so he ate a big bowl with vegetarian dishes.

"Yanyan, mom stewed chicken legs for you." Yang Hui picked one up for Chen Yan. The color of the chicken legs was a little whitish, and it wasn't very good-looking. From Chen Yan's professional point of view, the taste of the chicken legs was barely passable.

But from memory, it can be known that this is Yang Hui's specialty dish, and it is also one of the favorite dishes of little fat man Chen Yan.

The memory that once belonged to the little fat boy Chen Yan made him eat the chicken leg, in exchange for Yang Hui's mother's smile.

"Pick one for me too." Chen Dong and Chen Yan walked home, smelled the fragrance, washed their faces quickly, and sat down at the dining table.Seeing how caring his wife was for her son, she couldn't help but also opened her mouth.

"You don't know how to pinch yourself. You're quite an old man. Why are you being so coquettish?" Yang Hui rolled her husband's eyes, but with a smile on her face, she conveniently pinched Chen Dong, a typical upright tone.

"My wife smells so good."

Boss Chen Dong said shamelessly, causing Yang Hui to pinch her pretendingly, "What nonsense are you talking about in front of the child?"

Chen Yan watched with great interest as the husband and wife were playing tricks. This way of getting along with each other was different from the cold environment in which he grew up, and he had never been exposed to it.It looks very down-to-earth and feels very warm.

"Yan Yan, how did you study today?"

"Study is very good, I brought back some books, and continue to study at night." Chen Yan replied.

"How about that tutor?"

Chen Yan had long forgotten Wen Jingqi, and when Wen Jingqi came to him later, he didn't look carefully, he was completely immersed in the ocean of knowledge.At this moment when Yang Hui asked, Chen Yan almost didn't remember.

"Not bad..." Chen Yan nodded and quickly changed the subject.

"Yanyan eat a few more chicken legs, you see you have lost weight recently." Yang Hui picked up another chicken leg and sent it over.

"Mom, I'm losing weight." Chen Yan said helplessly, and put down the bowl and chopsticks at the same time.

He can't make decisions about who he wears, but he must make decisions about how to live his life in the future.

This bowl of rice is actually quite a lot, and together with the vegetables he ate just now, it is enough to satisfy his energy supply until the next morning.

"You have to eat enough to lose weight..." Yang Hui was puzzled, "How can I have the strength to lose weight if I don't eat enough?"

...Mom, what you said is so reasonable, I can't even refute it...Chen Yan couldn't laugh or cry, "By the way, when I was studying in the library today, I found a cookbook, and I just copied a few dishes. How to do it, do it for me later?"