Bizzare Love - chapter 94
Song Qinqin blushed. Jiang Ren looked good and when he smiled softly, he had a unique charm. She stammered and said, “Hello student, I am also a student, just call by name. My name is Song Qinqin.”
Jiang Ren nodded, with a smile in his dark eyes, and looked at Meng Ting, “Little teacher, what about you, introduce yourself.”
Meng Ting hugged the book in her hand tightly, “Meng Ting.” She was very correct in Mandarin. The “Ting” had a nasal sound and there was a soft whisper. Jiang Ren looked at her student ID when she knew her name, but now hearing her say her own name, he couldn’t tell if it was the seriousness or sweetness he liked.
Damn, so good.
“Teacher Meng, what will you teach?”
Meng Ting said seriously under the light, “Chinese, math, physics.”
So the first class, logically speaking, was Chinese.
Song Qinqin went over and asked, “Is there anything you are bad at? I will list it.” She hadn’t met Jiang Ren, so she didn’t know him. She was actually happy. It was much easier to give lessons to a person than a group.
Jiang Ren found the other three papers and threw them to her to let her see for herself. Song Qinqin quickly went to the side to check the situation.
After flipping it for a while, Song Qinqin: “…”
She wanted to see the wrong question, but in the end, she opened her eyes wide to see if there was any right tick. She was wrong. It was better to teach a class.
Meng Ting came in the door.
The night wind blew her hair, making her waist slender.
She didn’t lose her temper, took out a pen and a notebook and prepared to list his weaknesses.
She was sitting upright with her long eyelashes down. She also asked him like Song Qinqin, naturally with a gentle voice, “What about language, mathematics and science?”
Jiang Ren couldn’t give her the papers about mathematics and science. His eyes were full of smiles, that was a little bad, “Little teacher, I am not good at anything? Can you help me?”
She bit her lip helplessly.
B*st*rd!
If Meng Ting had known it was him, she would not have come. But since she did, she would not treat him differently as it was him.
Jiang Ren said nothing. She thought about it and took out the Chinese textbook for the first year of high school.
The first compulsory text was “Qinyuan Chun Changsha” (poem), Meng Ting asked him, “Have you studied this?”
Jiang Ren glanced at her. There were a lot of notes in her book and every comment was written next to it. Their Chinese teacher was a dull middle-aged woman. He hadn’t heard it in class. Naturally, he didn’t have any impression of the poem. However, looking at Meng Ting’s expectant eyes, it seemed that he should have learned it.
Regardless of whether he has learned it before, Jiang Ren nodded.
There was a little smile in her eyes as she said, “Have you remembered that?”
There is no way to talk nonsense, Jiang Ren said, “No.”
Meng Ting told him, “The college entrance examination has a lot of points for memorizing poems in Chinese. These are all sub-items and must not be lost.”
She was very serious and had a pretty little face.
Jiang Ren smiled, “Yeah.”
Song Qinqin turned the paper beside him desperately.
She was dying.
This person had never studied in high school, right? The questions that her second sister in junior high school would do were also wrong. Song Qinqin raised her glasses, hesitated and pulled Meng Ting, “Sister, come out.”
Meng Ting went to the door with her.
Song Qinqin knew that this senior sister was a school flower and looked more beautiful. She looked at her a few more times and then said bitterly, “He got 20 points in math and the correct multiple-choice questions are the last two.”
Meng Ting: “…” She immediately understood what Song Qinqin meant. Most people did correct the first few multiple-choice questions, as they were simple, but Jiang Ren’s correct ones were the last two, definitely not because he could do it, but because he guessed it right.
If the first multiple-choice question was done wrong, it proved he had zero knowledge of basis.
Meng Ting just wanted to laugh. She bit her lip, her face flushed, “He is the best student among poor students.”
Song Qinqin agreed.
Song Qinqin said, “We signed it, I’ll go back and study how to talk about it. About Chinese today, senior sister, can you teach it?”
Meng Ting said okay, so Song Qinqin left. When she left, she also took away Jiang Ren’s papers.
In the early summer night, insects sometimes sounded and the weather was still unknown. It was not noisy, because the school had installed air conditioning and finally they no longer had to rely on the old fans to cool off the heat.
When Meng Ting sat down beside him, Jiang Ren was stunned.
He had never thought that Meng Ting would sit with him. When he got along with her, she always escaped. Even though he knew that she had a gentle personality and loved to smile, because of his violent personality, she always said he was annoying.
They sat at the first desk.
Since childhood, Jiang Ren’s deskmates were only his boys. The boys played basketball in the summer and were dirty and smelly. And the girl beside him was fragrant and soft at the moment.
She didn’t hold any grudges. Jiang Ren had discovered it a long time ago. Even though she almost cried at the airport last time, she still looked warm and bright. He quietly touched the crusted tooth mark on his arm and moved closer to her.
Meng Ting opened the textbook and pushed it between the two.
She had the experience of lecturing questions to children and often teaching questions to classmates.
Meng Ting asked him, “Today I will teach Chinese first. I will go home at the weekend to find a junior high school tutorial on mathematics and physics to teach you the basics, okay?”
She tilted her head to ask him, a seventeen-year-old girl with clean eyes.
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chinesefanreader
She’s too soft, even for a persimmon
Thanks for the chapter