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Gao Shen had never been in a sports car in his life, let alone opened it. His foot was soft when he stepped on the accelerator. He saw Fang Zimo busy flipping through the documents through the rearview mirror, and asked with lingering fear: "Mr. Fang, what did you just do?" Where did you run from? Is there any secret way?"

"Jump off the building."

Gao Shen stepped on the brake.

The information on the back seat fell all over the place, Fang Zimo scolded: "Do you know how to drive?!"

"You jumped off the building?!"

Fang Zimo was so angry that he had nothing to say, and pointed his finger forward, signaling him to continue driving.

"The small balcony downstairs is not very high, so I just jumped. Don't worry about it, find a hotel to settle down quickly, and let's discuss what to do in the next three days? Teacher Tang is so stubborn right now that he can't use ruthless tricks. He Definitely not staying."

The information Qin Gen had prepared for him earlier contained everything about Tang Xiao, all his preferences, and all his habits.

Vaguely, Fang Zimo always had a feeling that that guy had predicted that such a day would come to him a long time ago. After the game was sold, he voluntarily offered to resign and educated the bankrupt company called 'Fang Tang'. The agency sent it to him.

To be honest, he has never been involved in education, and he even looked down on teachers when he was studying. After all, his self-study is much faster than the teacher's lectures.

The only class that Tang Xiao attended seriously was the recitation class that Tang Xiao occasionally attended.Tang Xiao's eyes are always so clear and transparent, but his eyes are only for others, not for himself.Because of this, in order to amuse him in class, Fang Zimo would hear every word, sentence, and even every syllable he said clearly.

But Tang Xiao didn't seem to have made any mistakes, the only mistake was that he didn't look at himself.

Until the day of Tang Xiao's resignation, it was a lunch break, everyone in the classroom fell asleep, he woke up by chance, and suddenly found Tang Xiao looking at him with extremely focused eyes in the dim light.Fang Zimo was taken aback, and felt a strange feeling in his heart. According to others, it should be because he fell in love with a certain Omega.

That person's pheromone was Mo Xiang, which few people in the class knew, and the suppressive drugs could well cover up his pheromone.The reason why Fang Zimo knew it was because he checked Tang Xiao to the bottom.He admits that he has feelings for Tang Xiao, there's nothing wrong with admitting it, he's always been different from others, and the person he likes naturally has to be special.

But when he took a step closer, Tang Xiao kept avoiding him time and time again, and in the end he still wanted to study abroad.

People who suffer from that rare disease generally have more or less psychological problems. Since he wants to escape, of course he must be captured. As long as he can get what he wants, he can use any means.Tang Xiao trembled when he kissed those lips, but Fang Zimo declared his victory in his heart.

While scratching his head and ears in front of a lot of documents in the hotel room, Gao Shen saw Fang Zimo suddenly fall off the chair, and then hurriedly searched for the phone.

"What’s wrong with you!"

"Don't you want to know what's wrong with Mr. Tang?" Fang Zimo eagerly flipped through the phone book, speaking quickly, "It's a very rare physical disease. The release of Alpha pheromone is abnormal. He can't control his body. Pheromone, if you want to go out, you must take medicine, but this kind of medicine is very expensive, and even if you have money, you may not be able to buy it. This medical project was invested by my family back then, and the teacher was also funded by my family. "

He dialed the phone, and there was hope in his eyes, "The only thing that can make him have strong empathy is a child who has the same symptoms as him."

Qin Gen picked up the phone after it rang, and when he heard what Fang Zimo said, he didn't immediately agree, but expressed doubts.

"If you're just looking for one, Mr. Tang will never buy your order. He knows your thoughts very well."

"No." Fang Zimo shook his head, "It's not just one, it's all of them. I just want to help me find one of the children locally and be a representative."

·

Gao Shen was surprised by Qin Gen's efficiency, and he had already sent the most accurate message that afternoon.The son of a local convenience store owner, named Sun Hui, was originally in junior high school, but because of the same illness, he has been self-educating at home.

He was even more surprised by Fang Zimo's efficiency. In just a few hours, he had already arranged the company's tasks and asked the IT department to put down all the work in hand and devote all its efforts to a section called the self-study room.

When spring came, the Huoshaoyun in the sky was so beautiful that it seemed to swallow people up. When the car was parked in front of the convenience store, the man with handicapped legs stretched his neck to see it, his eyes were full of surprise.

There has never been such a ostentatious sports car in this small alley, let alone a boy with such an ostentatious appearance.Fang Zimo asked Gao Shen to park the car, walked into the convenience store alone, lit the cigarette cabinet, and took Tang Xiao's favorite kind.

"Can you give me a stool?" Fang Zimo asked with a smile.

The boss nodded and quickly gave him the stool beside him.

"I've been busy with work during this time, and I didn't notice that the sunset here is so beautiful."

The sky was dyed red, the puppy at the entrance of the convenience store was dyed red, the boss's face was also dyed red, and the bruise on Fang Zimo's face became more conspicuous.

He took a deep breath, and the smoke rose slowly through his eyelashes and forehead hair.

In fact, he didn't smoke before, he only ordered one out of habit because he watched Tang Xiao smoke.

The boss has been sitting far away from him, the natural gap between people makes it difficult to close the distance between them, until he talked about this burning cloud, the boss finally relaxed a little.

Sitting outside the store every day, the scenery is his biggest talking point.

Moreover, people pay more attention to the common ground when interacting with others. The boss also lit a cigarette and started talking about the fire.

"The weather has been fine recently, and you can always see the glow at night. Today is not the most beautiful day. In autumn, the trees in this alley are all yellow. The sunset glow hits the leaves, and the whole world is red." The boss laughed road.

"Then I'll definitely come back in autumn!" Fang Zimo affirmed.

The boss flicked the cigarette ash, paused, and asked hesitantly: "You are the boss from that big city, right? I heard that you want to support my son?"

Fang Zimo stopped beating around the bush, stood up generously, bowed slightly and said, "I'm sorry to bother you so late, may I see that child?"

When the boss saw him like this, he was terrified, and hurriedly helped him up, pointing to a dark and damp stairway and said: "Go up from here, he is reading on it, this child hardly comes down."

The humidity in this place was much heavier than the house they lived in. When Fang Zinmo walked up, he suspected that he had stepped into a horror movie. The stairs creaked, and there was only one dim light on upstairs.

He tried his best to recall the appearance of Tang Xiao when he first saw him, as if he wanted to find something to talk about with Tang Xiao.But before he could think about it, the door creaked open, and he saw a young man in a white shirt, white and thin, wearing silver-rimmed glasses, with a stern face, and said coldly: "Come in."

Fang Zimo walked in with a little embarrassment, and saw second-hand exercise books all over the floor, and it was hard to find a place to stay. It seemed that he didn't even have the money to buy new tutoring materials.

The table is full of study books, and the handwriting on the notebook is clean and tidy. If you saw him outside, it would be hard to imagine that he would live in such a gloomy and damp cubicle.

"You can sit wherever you want," he said, adding something later. "If you really dislike it, you can just stand."

Not very young, but quite imposing.Fang Zimo liked the child's temper, and sat on the bed unceremoniously, with the smell of washing powder in his breath.And looking at the child's back, he suddenly thought of Tang Xiao, maybe Teacher Tang walked over like this before, thinking of this, his heart ached terribly.

He cleared his throat, "How old are you this year?"

"Let me tell you in advance that I don't want your funding. I'm fine. My self-study ability is better than any of you think. If there's nothing else, you can go." Sun Hui turned around with one hand on the back of the chair Turning around, under the thin lens, there is an indifferent gaze that does not belong to this age.

Fang Zimo froze for a moment, then laughed.

Sun Hui immediately frowned, "What are you laughing at?"

Fang Zimo covered his stomach, waved his hands and said, "It's nothing, it's nothing, I believe in your self-study ability."

This tone angered Sun Hui, and he stood up abruptly and said, "I should be in the first grade this year, but I already know how to do the questions for the second grade, isn't that good?"

"Okay, okay!" Fang Zimo slowed down, supported the bed with one hand, raised the corner of his lips and said, "But do you know that I was already doing advanced math in the second year of junior high school, you can look it up online now, then There was a question in Nianhua University’s self-enrollment test paper that no one could solve. Later, the test paper was made public, and within 10 minutes, I got a perfect score on that question. The principal came to recruit me personally, but I didn’t go.”

Sun Hui couldn't believe it. He turned on his phone and checked it for a while, and then his face gradually turned pale.

Fang Zimo smiled, and noticed that the last big question of the test paper on the desktop had been changed many times, and the draft paper was full of various attempted solutions to this question.He reached over and took the test paper.

"Give me the pencil." He spread his hand.

Suspiciously, Sun Hui handed over a mechanical pencil.

The paper is rustling, and the handwriting is smooth, just like solving elementary school problems, without any effort.The refill broke with a snap, and Sun Hui's heart rose to his throat, and Fang Zimo continued writing with two pops.

"Okay, you got the answer right." Fang Zimo handed over the test paper.

Sun Hui looked at his answer, obviously showing a surprised expression. He quickly looked up the answer, and his shoulders jumped.

Fang Zimo stretched his waist and stood up, "The cooking is underway, I'll help, you study hard by yourself."

He particularly emphasized the word self-study, and blinked at Sun Hui.

It is rare for a remote shop to be so lively, and with Gao Shen, the boss cooked a meal for four people today.Fang Zimo was idle and bored, so he volunteered to pick up the spatula when there was business in the store. After a while, smoke was everywhere, and Gao Shen screamed and threw the lid of the pot on the fire.

"Help! You'd better not go into the kitchen in the future! I'm afraid the police will come to the door, thinking we are in the middle of the night!"

They opened all the windows, and everyone's faces were covered with pot ashes. Fang Zimo patted his clothes, and was about to argue with his words, but saw Sun Hui standing behind them, shaking his head gently with his forehead resting on his forehead.

"I really don't see it, I don't even know how to cook, Bai Chang is so big."

After speaking, he grabbed the spatula, dumped the unknown object into the trash can, and fried the vegetables with a set of skillful techniques.

Fang Zimo was stunned, sniffed and said to Gao Shen: "When this matter is over, how about you teach me how to cook?"

Gao Shen saw that he was covered in pot ashes, and got goosebumps, "It still counts..."

"This is also one of the assistant's duties." Fang Zimo said coldly.

Gao Shen: "...Okay, I'll order a set of explosion-proof protective gear right away, will you be reimbursed?"