you have to talk to me

He Xianglan naturally decided to strongly support Feng Jimeng's desire to make up lessons outside, so she arranged for a driver to go to school for her to communicate with the class teacher on the mahjong table.With the help of Wu Zhenwen, Feng Jimeng quickly found a student of mathematics, physics and chemistry, and the teacher determined the tutoring task.

The cram school was just next to Hong Zhong. Feng Jimeng started him ambitiously, but he was beaten back to his original form within less than an hour of class.He wandered off in class for a long time, he was one-on-one with a tutor, under the supervision, he was unable to concentrate on listening for a long time, and he couldn't distract his mind to let his mind relax. In the end, he insisted and didn't listen much, but his energy was low. in excessive consumption.After the first day of class, he felt more tired than a training session. He never thought that sitting there and studying would be so hard.

A week later, he realized that he no longer had time to pester Yang Fan.In addition to tutoring, he is still in school. There are mathematics, physics and chemistry in the class that he can't understand, but after tutoring, it is a learning task.He can only wear headphones to isolate the podium, and bury his head in his head to do cram lessons and homework.Except for Tuesday and Thursday during the day, he arranged tutoring at night, and now he really had to do his homework, but he didn't have time to go to Yang Fan's shop again.On weekends, I make up lessons all day from morning to night, not to mention going to Yang Fan's house to see my grandma, who is basically dizzy with learning, and when I go home, even Yang Fan can't remember it, so he fell asleep.

He bit his breath, and originally wanted to show Yang Fan, but slowly, he seemed to start to compete with himself, as if this matter was not achieved, he would not be able to gain freedom and independence, and he would not be able to get rid of his parents. If you can't do it, you can't catch up with Yang Fan.He will become the same as what Yang Fan said.

So playing every Monday, the time becomes extremely precious. It is more important for him to be able to relax for a while from the sudden influx of pressure, and it is more important for him to see Yang Fan.

But today he was late.

In the afternoon, the math tutor lectured on functions and images. Feng Jimeng looked at the old man, shiny and bald, and didn't know where his mind had wandered. Although he was quickly held accountable, the retired old teacher was brought back to his soul. When the time came, he insisted on keeping him. Let him go only after he understands the knowledge points.

By the time we got to the court, everyone was already doing pull-ups.He quickened his pace and ran over to the side of the field, took off his schoolbag, took off his down jacket and outer pants, and threw them aside, then took out his knee pads and elbow pads, and rushed into the team.

Yang Fan beckoned him out.

"I'm sorry I'm late."

Yang Fan didn't say much, he just asked him to do warm-up and preparatory exercises first, then he stretched out three fingers to Feng Jimeng.

Feng Jimeng knew that there were three laps, so she immediately picked up her pace and ran around the sports field.

Yang Fan blew his whistle to direct the other people, but he caught sight of the bulging bag lying on the ground with a zipper and a stack of books exposed.

At first, he wondered why there was a man who followed him all the time to go to the bathroom, why he suddenly disappeared.During the recent period, except for practice, I don't see Feng Jimeng at ordinary times, and I don't even see him in physical education class.He also asked Jian Hang, and Jian Hang said that he didn't know, but that Feng Jimeng was often not at school recently.

It turned out that he really went to find someone to take tutoring because of such a thing.

Thinking of the day of Feng Jimeng, Yang Fan felt a little unclear about what he said.

After training, Yang Fan locked the door and walked back as usual.Just turning the corner of the street, he saw the familiar shadow squatting under the street lamp again.Feng Jimeng lifted her schoolbag to her back, with a baseball cap turned upside down, with one hand across her knees, with her chin resting on her arm, with the other hand touching the edge of the grass and burying her head to eat, cat.

When approaching, Yang Fan paused and coughed slightly.Feng Jimeng raised his head when he heard the sound, and the kitten also jumped into the grass and disappeared.Feng Jimeng put the rest of the can into the grass, stood up, clapped his hands, and walked back with Yang Fan.

"Are you taking tutoring recently? I heard from Jian Hang that you are often away from school."

"One-on-one in the cram school next to the school." He dug out his bag and wiped his fingers with a disinfectant wet tissue just after he touched the stray cat.

"how do you feel."

Feng Jimeng shook his head first, then said, "It's okay."

Yang Fan wanted to say that you should study hard, but felt that it was too high-sounding, so he changed the topic from studying to cats.

"Is the kitten a relative?"

Feng Jimeng rolled up the dirty paper towels and held them in the palm of his hand to wait for the trash can.

"Not very close, but quite afraid of people."

"I see it waits for you every day and returns it to you to touch."

When Feng Jimeng smiled, the facial muscles loosened, and dimples appeared in the center of the cheeks, showing a rare gentleness and softness.

"I've fed it for two weeks, and only touched the canned food." But the gentleness disappeared quickly. There was worry between the brows. .”

To be honest, Yang Fan told him that those words were just a wake-up call. He couldn't take this kitten home, but it made him feel that he was powerless. Not being able to take responsibility for one's own actions" is a personal experience.

"Feed me."

"Ok?"

Yang Fan didn't know why he had a bald mouth and said this.You can't take it back after you say it. He quickly found a reason, "It's cold, and grandma is bored at home. It's good to have a kitten and puppy to accompany her. I plan to buy one."

Feng Jimeng became happy after realizing it, "Really?"

"What did I lie to you about?"

"Actually, Xiaohua is very close to her when she is ripe, and she is also very smart when she is petted and hugged. She will also drag the canned food to a place where people can't see it."

It was rare for Yang Fan to see Feng Jimeng so happy, so he laughed too.

"Look, when you are free, help me catch it. First, send it to the pet hospital for examination, and take a deworming bath. I will buy something for it online."

"I'll buy it, I've chosen everything."

Yang Fan looked at Feng Jimeng in surprise, "That's fine."

Feng Jimeng immediately took out her mobile phone to place an order, looking back at Yang Fan a little awkwardly.

"Can I add you on WeChat? It's a few cats, and I will send you the post."

"Okay." Yang Fan took out his phone as he spoke.

Feng Jimeng quickly added it, and he took another look.On his WeChat, the name "Yangfan" has a profile picture on the signboard of his store.Ever since he canceled that account and blocked Feng Jimeng, Feng Jimeng never had a chance to join Yang Fan after the phone call.The phone call was restored only when the team needed it, but today he was added to WeChat because of the cat.

Xiaohua is really just a lucky kitten.

"You named that cat Xiao Hua."

"...I'll just ask you to pick it up again."

"If you don't want to take it, just take the little flower, it's so cute."

After walking all the way, Feng Jimeng got into the car and couldn't wait to open Yang Fan, and looked down one by one in Moments.

Yang Fan, everyone in the circle of friends should know everyone, so he occasionally posts, the content is very real and close to life. Some are from the store, some are from Grandma Guan, and some are from him. Some selfies are Feng Jimeng’s crazy pictures.

After saving a dozen high-budget photos of handsome guys, Feng Jimeng carefully selected a picture of Xiaohua from the album, squatting on the ground with her head tilted, and she uploaded the photo and wrote that Xiaohuamao is finally home soon.

Soon the phone beeped and Yang Fan gave him a thumbs up.

The math tutor's bald head is always shiny, and it can reflect light in broad daylight, maybe it's because the head is so oily that it's bald, right?Feng Jimeng thinks it's a good thing her hair is not greasy, and secondly, since she shaved her head, Feng Jimeng finds that her bald head looks good too.

He has recently kept a low profile a lot. All the earrings have been replaced with very small ones, and the matte earrings and lip rings have also been replaced with a small one. The lip studs are hidden under his lips, which are not so eye-catching.The only one is changed suddenly, the shape is not very used and boring, and sometimes I play with the nail with the tongue.He was wondering if he should get a tongue nail.Others say that pain can be addictive, but he personally tested it and it seems to be true.

He thought about it all over the world, and he wondered why he couldn't listen to the math class.He is obviously not interested in these four subjects without discrimination. After careful consideration, it may be because of the teacher.It's just that in this subject, the teacher is not used to talking when he is old, and his accent is so bad that he always thinks wildly in math class.

"Feng Jimeng is distracted because of you, how can one-on-one still be distracted?"

Feng Jimeng came back to his senses and finally focused his eyes on the blackboard, "I just said that I don't understand the inverse function very well."

"If you don't understand, just tell me right away, why don't you tell me if I don't ask you?"

"Well, Mr. Gao, please tell me about it."

The old man also has a good temper, "Then I'll tell you again, don't be distracted."

The old man wiped the blackboard and was redrawing function graphs when there was a sudden knock on the classroom door.The old man went to open the door and saw four people standing outside.

The person in charge of the training institution said to him, "They are looking for Feng Jimeng for something. Mr. Gao, you should go back today."

The old man looked at the other tall man, whether there were two in uniform, the policeman frowned and glanced at Feng Jimeng in the small classroom.

"Did the child do something bad?"

Yang Fan hurriedly said, "It's not that he did bad things, but I just asked him to find out about the situation. Tomorrow, you will continue the class."

The head of the institution and the teacher left first, followed by Yang Fan and two other policemen.

Yang Fan said, "Hurry up and pack your things. I need to find you for something."

Feng Jimeng quickly recalled that he didn't do anything bad, maybe something happened to his parents.He immediately tensed up and asked, "What's wrong?"

One of the policemen immediately said, "Little brother, don't be nervous. You didn't do anything. We just came to you to understand the situation. It's not convenient to talk in this place. Let's find another place to talk."

"Understand what's going on."

The one who was a little older, the policeman smiled helplessly at him, "It's quite cautious. If I tell you this about Su Minglang, you should know this person. So don't worry, just get to know him, that's it."

Feng Jimeng packed up his things and walked out, asking Yang Fan what happened with his eyes all the way.

On the way, while the two policemen weren't paying attention, Yang Fan lowered his head and whispered to Feng Jimeng.

"Su Minglang's a fraudster has defrauded millions, and now he has disappeared, and the police are arresting him."