The twisted melon is sweet

Chapter 437 Extra Story: Teacher Chu X Principal Pan ([-])

Father Chu was tall and tall, and his face was glowing red because of drinking.He waved to his son, "Qingyu..."

Chu Qingyu walked over, his head was touched by his father, and he narrowed his eyes happily like a kitten. Suddenly he remembered again, turned around and took out the award certificate from his schoolbag, and handed it to the master with both hands.

Father Chu looked at the contents of the certificate, and smiled from the bottom of his heart, "It's great, I knew that Qingyu from my family is the best!"

The Chu family is not here.Father Chu's business in his hometown was very successful, and after Chu Qingyu made a name for himself in painting, he wanted to take art classes here with all his heart.

Mother Chu has to take care of the elderly, so she cannot follow her.Father Chu opened the branch here to take care of his son's life.

Chu Qingyu knew that his parents had sacrificed a lot for him, so he originally wanted to be angry with his father, but when he saw his father, he automatically switched to the mode of showing favor.

Father Chu put on the slippers his son had given him, sat on the sofa, held a cigarette in his hand and did not light it, and leaned his head back on the cushion.

"Son, guess who I met today?"

Chu Qingyu: "..."

How can you guess this swollen? !

Fortunately, Dad Chu didn't need an answer, so he continued on his own, "I met an old classmate! When Dad started his business, it was this old classmate who helped me. Otherwise, how could Dad make money? He is Papa's nobleman!"

"Hey, it's a pity that good people don't get rewarded. The old classmate didn't get along well these years. Although he didn't say it, I saw it. I heard that the old man in the family was sick for many years and was dragged like this. I should help him. He was angry. He is very tall, even if I tried to give money or something, he would turn his face and say that there is only one request. Xiao Yu, guess my old classmate, you should be called Uncle Pan, what is his request?"

Uncle Pan?Uncle Pan?Why is everyone I met today named Pan?

Chu Qingyu thought hard, then shook his head in confusion.

Father Chu looked at his son lovingly and said, "Your Uncle Pan's son is in the same class as you."

"Pan Shaohui?"

"Yes! That's him! You, Uncle Pan, want to tutor his son."

WTF?

Chu Qingyu had two big ones on his head, "Father, did you agree?"

"That's right! Dad has the opportunity to repay you, so of course he won't let it go."

Chu Qingyu was about to cry, "Father, you don't know Pan Shaohui..."

Father Chu's face sank, "You are not allowed to say that about others. Let me tell you, if you, Uncle Pan, had reported such thoughts back then, your father would not be where he is today."

Father Chu's expression eased, and he continued: "You are all students, it's nothing more than who studies better and who is worse at homework, don't look at others with colored glasses..."

Chu Qingyu protested: "Father, my own abilities are limited, and I can't tutor others..."

Father Chu glanced at the certificate of award placed on the coffee table.

Chu Qingyu's voice became softer, "Besides, I'm busy with homework, so I don't have time..."

Father Chu took off his glasses, wiped the fog off the lenses, and sighed leisurely.

"Okay. Dad, I'll do my best..." Chu Qingyu responded with an aggrieved face.

"Hey, this is a good boy..."

He was patted on the head again, but Chu Qingyu wanted to cry this time.How did that stupid word come up?It's obviously a cheating baby, okay!

Going to school the next day, Chu Qingyu couldn't lift her spirits up.He just took a look at Pan Shaohui when he entered the classroom, and saw that Pan Shaohui's face was normal, the more he was like this, the more inexplicably angry Chu Qingyu became.In fact, he also knew that it had nothing to do with Pan Shaohui, it was the decision of the two fathers.

Chu Qingyu thought, it would be best for Pan Shaohui to learn more and give up this tutoring activity voluntarily.

In the self-study class, Chu Qingyu originally discussed with Teacher Liu how to draw her own style in sketching.As soon as the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Chu Qingyu shut up, packed her schoolbag and said goodbye to the teacher, put oil on the soles of her feet—fuck off!

Chu Qingyu mixed with the crowd, just walked out of the school gate when a shadow in front of her covered the setting sun.Looking up, it was Pan Shaohui who was expressionless.

"Hey, you, why didn't I see you just now..." After finishing speaking, Chu Qingyu glanced at Pan Shaohui's two long legs. How could he escape with one step against him with two steps like this? !

"Well, are you willing to let me... tutor?"

"Why not?!" Pan Shaohui asked indifferently.In fact, his heart is broken.

After Pan's father came back from the class reunion yesterday, he told Pan Shaohui with joy that he had met an old classmate, and the old classmate had agreed to let the son of a school bully, Chu Qingyu, to tutor Pan Shaohui.

Pan Shaohui was speechless!He doesn't think he needs tutoring, just like he was transferred to an art class by his parents before, it's all meaningless!Because he is not a student at all!surgery!of!material!

But facing Papa Pan's expectant face, Pan Shaohui couldn't say no.No matter how others treat him, he is calm and indifferent, only in front of his parents, sometimes he has no way to say "no".

Pan Shaohui thought, let's take it as a training session!If Chu Qingyu and him are in the Chuhe-Han realm, if he can sell a phone card to the other party, it will be considered a harvest.

The two walked towards Chu's house silently, each with their own thoughts.

After entering the door, Chu Qingyu put away all the things placed on the other side of the desk.His desk is very large, and it is very comfortable for two people to draw.

"Pan Shaohui, what didn't you understand in today's class?" Chu Qingyu thought, since she agreed to her father, she still has to teach classmate Pan something.

"I don't understand." Pan Shaohui slumped on another chair.

Chu Qingyu: "..."

I was stunned, I didn't understand anything and I was ashamed to say it like an old man, is this really okay? !

"Why don't you do today's homework, and I'll tell you what you don't know." Until now, Chu Qingyu is still playing the role of a good teacher who does her best.

"I don't do my homework." Uncle Pan remained motionless.

"You..." Chu Qingyu's temper also came, who will tell him, what should he do when he meets such a student?

At this time the phone rang suddenly, Chu Qingyu swallowed back the words he was about to say, picked up the phone and heard that it was Dad Chu calling.

"Xiao Yu, is your Pan Bo's son coming to your house?"

Chu Qingyu glanced at Pan Shaohui, and replied sullenly, "Here we are."

"That's good. Give him a good lecture, and be patient!"

Father Chu's voice was full of excitement, Chu Qingyu couldn't say anything more, so he could only reply: "Okay."

"By the way, today is the weekend. Our classmates organized a trip to Baima Lake. You, Uncle Pan, and I are sitting on the bus right now. We will come back on Sunday afternoon."

"Hey, Dad, you..."

"You go out to eat something casually, well, I'm going to hang up."

Is the food outside delicious?He also eats something casually, and even Chu Qingyu can't find something that suits his appetite.He held up his mobile phone dumbly, almost wondering if he was a gift from Chu's father when he recharged his phone bill.

"Xiao Yu? Let Xiao Hui answer the phone."

"Oh, good." Another voice came from the microphone, it should be Uncle Pan that Dad was talking about.Chu Qingyu handed the microphone to Pan Shaohui.

"Xiaohui, cook a meal for Xiaoyu later and then go home."

"dad……"

Before Pan Shaohui finished speaking, there was a "beep" hang-up sound from the microphone.

"Why don't you go back?" I don't give him counseling, and I don't eat the meals he cooks. Now it's clear, Chu Qingyu thinks this method is good.

Pan Shaohui was depressed, and when he looked up and saw Chu Qingyu's Xiaoyuan's face showing a relaxed smile, the discomfort in his heart increased, "Then what do you eat?"

Yes, what do you eat?Chu Qingyu was still happy at first, but this question was overwhelmed. There was no smile on his face, and he tried hard while thinking, "Instant noodles? I just ate it last night... I don't want to go out to eat... Hey, you Where are you going?"

"Cook."

"Ah? Are you cooking for me?" Chu Qingyu followed immediately.

"Otherwise?"

"What do you cook? I don't eat coriander for noodles in soup, and I only eat millet for porridge..."

Difficult and long-winded master!No wonder the reluctance to go out to eat.Pan Shaohui had already walked to the refrigerator, he stopped and said, "Then I'm going home!"

"Oh! No, no, no!" Chu Qingyu finally came to his senses. How could he let him go after finally catching a cook? "You do it, I'll help you with your homework."