"Hey, Lao Li, have you noticed what Su Rui said?"

Lao Wang sat beside Zi Yang's bed, wearing a pair of beach pants, crossed his legs naked, and chatted with Zi Yang with trembling.

"What do you mean?" Zi Yang rolled his eyelids and said weakly.

"Xiao Su said, Brother Xiaosha often goes there to drink coffee..." As if he was afraid that Zi Yang's ears would not work well, Lao Wang deliberately elongated his tone when he said the word "often".

"Of course I noticed it, I need to say it!" Zi Yang turned over impatiently. He had insomnia last night and had almost no sleep all night, thinking about things in a mess.

How could he not hear the meaning of this sentence?

With such a high consumption level in the coffee shop, ordinary white-collar workers may not be able to spend it there every day. However, this Xiaosha brother, a student, often goes - running so far is definitely not just for drinking coffee. Sima Zhao's heart can even be seen by Lao Wang, how could Zi Yang not know?

As if he was not annoyed enough, Lao Wang shook his head and said to himself: "A cup of coffee costs dozens of dollars, and a piece of biscuit costs more than a dozen dollars. This guy has really invested a lot in order to soak the horse!"

How could Zi Yang not tell that Brother Xiaosha is interested in Su Rui? But what can he do? The family is rich and powerful, dressed up fashionable and handsome, and he is poor from the countryside. What can he compare with others?

After the last Loulan adventure, Zi Yang and Brother Xiaosha had no relationship. This time, I felt that Brother Xiaosha was more casual than last time. The change was as big as a complete transformation. Whether it was personal image or dress, they were keeping pace with the times (of course, that was before they were beaten up.)

In contrast, Li Ziyang is still so poor that his quality of life has not improved, but has declined a lot. He doesn’t dare to eat too much for three meals a day. His pockets are less than 100 yuan a year, and he is full of bargains bought from roadside stalls. In total, he is not as valuable as anyone else’s bag. What can he compete with others?

In order to kick off the troubles in my mind, Zi Yang deliberately changed the topic: "What happened to you when you sent Xiaoli back to school yesterday? You came back so late! Have you ruined someone? Why didn't you stay overnight?"

Lao Wang was struggling here for a long time, and finally waited until Zi Yang asked about what happened yesterday, and said proudly: "Hehehe, I won't tell you!"

After saying that, he stood up and left, leaving Zi Yang confused.

Seeing Lao Wang sitting in the living room humming a little song, Zi Yang shook his head. He had no intention of curiosity about Lao Wang's romantic affairs. When he saw that the time was almost over, he was going to go to tutoring.

This job was arranged by the tutoring company. The child who needed tutoring was just in his third year of high school and would take the college entrance exam next year.

梓杨一开始还觉得自己无法胜任这么艰巨的工作,毕竟上大学两年了,基本上什么也没学,什么也没干,学业上没什么长进不说,高中学的那一套也早就忘光了.

It was also very impressive when I went to the other party’s house for the first time to attend class. After the two parents welcomed him in, they stood beside him and watched with great fear, obviously because they were worried about him.

When the new teacher was in class on the first day, parents always had to inspect the goods. The test for Zi Yang was a test paper. The wrong questions on it were all drawn with red giant forks. Zi Yang's teaching career also started with these forks.

Zi Yang gritted the bullet and took the test paper, "Well, let's look at what the questions said first..." Then he explained while reading the questions - Hey, don't say it, he was getting better and better, and the knowledge that had been forgotten miraculously returned.

The hard work of studying hard for a year in high school was not in vain, but it finally came in handy.

After the two-hour course, Zi Yang embarked on the way home with 40 yuan in emotion.

"I didn't expect me to be so powerful!"

In fact, Zi Yang is not always as cowardly as he is now. He was once a big shot in high school. At that time, he was known as the little prince of mathematics, physics and chemistry. There were no exercises that could not be solved in front of him. No matter how difficult or complicated the questions were, he could easily solve them. It was enjoyable to see him do the questions like a cook who cuts a cow.

Looking back now, when he was in high school, he was the pinnacle of Zi Yang's life's knowledge reserves. At that time, he knew how to calculate planetary orbits in astronomical circles, and he drew the currents and monsoons in geographic directions. He memorized the periodic table of chemistry as if he was in a 300 Tang poems. He could do trigonometric function questions and solve high-element multi-order equations. He knew the difference between either and her, and understood the significance of Newton's three laws of motion...

The knowledge that Zi Yanggao mastered at the first grade of university had reached the level of enrollment at the first level of university, but later he was not enterprising and his self-control was too weak, and his situation was getting worse and worse in the next two years and gradually deteriorated.

He was studying in a key high school at that time, and the school’s teaching methods were famous throughout the city for their "perversion". When he was in the first year of high school, his teachers had already completed all the courses in the three years of high school. The next two years would be used for review and exams.

The essence of this kind of cramming education is "practice makes perfect" - it is to use the sea of ​​questions all over the mountains to enrich your problem-solving skills. At that time, the books and papers on each student's desk were piled up several feet high. The darker the books were, the worse the books were, the deeper the student was working hard.

After a year's sea of ​​questions, the remaining year was a test battle, mock exam, small exam, big exam, joint exam... The college entrance examination papers for more than ten years in the past were just appetizers, and there were also full real questions and mock exams produced by provinces and cities and regions themselves... The more distorted the questions, the more abnormal the questions, the more popular they were with teachers... At that time, basically one small exam every three days, one big exam every seven days, one big exam, class exam, grade exam... There were also a city-wide unified exam at midterm and end of the period.

The learning intensity in this environment is very exaggerated and can destroy a person's will. Get up at 6 am, turn off the lights at 9 pm, morning self-study plus evening self-study plus regular classes, thirteen classes a day, except for eating, shit and sleeping exams...

Their class teacher said at that time that when entering this high school, one foot had already entered the university. Maintaining this learning intensity in the university, taking a master's degree and doctoral degree is like playing...

However, Zi Yang quickly realized the fucking thing about this matter - the national enrollment system is a quota system, and the enrollment quota in a province is fixed. The efforts you make are not to improve your knowledge - just to squeeze others down.

In other words, your deskmate may be a stumbling block to your future studies.

How ruthless, these adolescent students have already experienced the cruelty of competition.

In such an era, Zi Yang only studied hard for a year, and was basically engaging in the next two years, but because he was able to lay a solid foundation, his skills have not completely deteriorated.

After the first successful demonstration, Zi Yang gained the trust of his parents. Later, every time he went there, he would directly welcome him into his child's small bookstore and quietly exit, no longer staying by his side to monitor.

“…xxx station has arrived, passengers arriving at the station please get off.”

The sound of the bus reporting station sounded, and Zi Yang, who was still dozing, suddenly opened his eyes. The student lived a very erratic place and had to take the bus for 1 or 2 hours every time he came to tutor.

Logically, today should be the last class of this semester. I wonder if I will give you some "bonus" or something.

Zi Yang believes that he is teaching diligently this semester and is simply a rhythm of dedication. With his intelligence and excellent eloquence, even a piece of wood can be said to be blooming. How can he be in the top ten in the grade, right?

The bald middle-aged uncle opened the door for him with a smile: "Is Xiao Li here? Come in, the child happens to have a few questions that he can't do..."

Zi Yang changed into slippers and asked politely: "The exam results are all out? How about the score?"

"It's very good, it's a lot better than last semester!" Parents gave Zi Yang's teaching very high affirmation.

The student was very shy and showed him the score chart in his hand. Zi Yang glanced at it and frowned inadvertently. This score was still a lot different from his expectations.

Although this student is quite obedient, he looks mute and thin and weak, looking stunted.

When Zi Yang was about to come to the test paper, he had several wrong questions drawn with red crosses, which was very eye-catching, "Aren't these a few questions I just taught last time?"

The child scratched his head and didn't say anything.

Zi Yang patiently explained to him: "You see, this kind of question actually has routines. We must learn from one example and integrate it into it... You must note that what I teach you is not the solution to one question, but the idea of ​​this type of question...

Let’s read the question first - remember that every information and every number given in the question are useful and will definitely be used in the process of solving the problem. What we do is extract the information and then connect them together with the formulas we have learned... We will think about it again if the knowledge point is not solid, so that the same mistake will not be made again in the future..."

After talking for two hours with dry mouth, the child nodded frequently and continued to solve the problem. Seeing his hard work, Zi Yang couldn't help but sigh that this child was born not a material for learning. With such earnest teaching, even a cow would do the problem. If he had this seriousness back then, Tsinghua and Peking University would not be a problem...

Unlike many classmates who are tutoring, Zi Yang tried his best to teach others well. Sometimes he wanted to grab his spiritual cap like an ancient master, and poured all his skills into his mind. Unfortunately, he could not use his strength when he met the elm head.

When he looked at the watch, it was time to go, Zi Yang breathed a sigh of relief. No matter what, he had done his best. Next, it depends on his own luck.

I went to the living room to say hello to the parents (asking for money), "Uncle, the time is up, I'm back."

The parent who was watching TV in the living room hurriedly got up and handed it to Zi Yang with forty dollars in his hand.

"It's over? Teacher, we see that you are teaching very well and your child's grades are improving very quickly. I want to continue to invite you next semester. We don't have to go through an agent, so we just come to class directly? He will also deduct me money once..."

Pinching the forty dollars in his hand, Zi Yang felt a little disappointed, "Okay, I'll go back and think about it." Looking at the pile of bananas and apples on the coffee table, Zi Yang licked his dry lips, feeling more and more disgusted.

Every time I come to class, the middle-aged man is very enthusiastic, but he never invites him to eat some fruit or something, and often he is too lazy to pour him a glass of water.

Zi Yang felt greatly humiliated. I was so dedicated that you didn’t even say polite words. There was no such minimum respect, and I still wanted me to come again? It took 2 hours to go to class for the whole class, just for you to pay for this little money?

I made up my mind to stop doing this work after I went back, earning money from selling cabbage and having a heart for selling white powder, but I was not grateful at all, so why bother?

After standing on the bus for more than an hour, I felt exhausted when I got home. Seeing Lao Wang sitting on the sofa and being angry, it was completely different from the way he looked like he was dancing in the morning.

"What's wrong? I'm just like someone who owe you 40 yuan!"

"I've had a quarrel, the boxing gym fired me!" Lao Wang said in a muffled voice.

"What's wrong again?"

"Make a fuck, they deliberately made trouble for me! When I was a sparring person today, a coach didn't know what he ate, and his mouth was very bad, so he deliberately asked me for trouble. He said that my posture was not standard, and then said that I couldn't block it... I pushed him a few words, and he actually scolded me for being a sparring person, saying that I was here to make a living! He also said that I was not worthy of being a sparring person!"

The old Wang became more and more angry as he spoke. He clenched his fists and walked around the house like an angry bull.

"Damn, isn't this a job to be ruined in person? Can you bear this kind of thing?" Zi Yang sat on the sofa and poured a large glass of cold water.

"Of course I can't bear it anymore. I said I was unwilling to accept the one-on-one challenge. If I can do it, don't bet. That guy relied on his big size and didn't take me seriously at all. He even said he wanted to break my legs. As a result, I was hit by me with three punches and two kicks and all over the ground. If it weren't for the other people next to me, I would have to beat him up and beg for mercy!"

"That's all right, why are you still fired?"

"Oh, this is the one I'm most angry about! After I was beaten by B, he actually went to the director to complain, saying that I used a trick, and said that I was talking bad things about the director behind my back... Isn't this a fucking evil person complaining first? I haven't even seen the director several times, but he often said that the director is too good at it... After hearing his words, the director told me on the spot, "You have been fired, don't be a sparring player in the future!"

"You director is also a fool, just listen to him making trouble alone?" Zi Yang became more and more angry as he listened.

Lao Wang sighed again: "What's the solution? He is an honorary coach hired by the boxing gym. He has won awards in the official competitions of the province and the boxing gym relies on him to attract students. If someone knows that he is beaten like this by a sparring trainer who has no origin, who will ask him to teach boxing?"

"The coach who was beaten by me also threatened me that I would not mention this matter outside in the future, otherwise I would be unable to take it and take care of it!"

"What are you going to pay for? What a waste! Have you paid for this monthly money?" Zi Yang was also indignant, but he was more concerned about Lao Wang's reward. Lao Wang and his men's training were doing monthly money. The family also pointed at his money to make a fuss.

"I didn't give it! I said it was to teach me a lesson, and I also said that if I was not convinced, don't think about finding trouble in other boxing gyms in the city in the future."

"Grass! Hei is too fucking bullying! Xiao Hei stop playing games, get up!" Zi Yang stood up in anger.

"Why are you doing?" Seeing Zi Yang's reaction so loudly, Lao Wang was stunned for a moment.

"Get the score with that guy! Don't do personnel, damn it! I want to do the tricks for heaven!" Zi Yang was already full of anger today.

When Lao Wang heard that he was about to fight, he immediately became excited, rubbed his fists and said with his eyes shiny, "Bring a snakeskin bag!"

"Take a snakeskin bag with hair, and you have to fuck him in person!"
Chapter completed!