The English teacher didn’t know Su Xingchen’s situation, and said to her, “Your foundation is too poor. You usually just memorize. You should listen carefully in class. No matter whether you choose arts or sciences in the future, you must study them all.”
Su Xingchen returned to the class, almost everyone looked back at her.
“What did the English teacher say to you?” Cheng Kangyao held his head in one hand and flipped the pen with the other.
“She said that I have a poor foundation and told me to apply for a cram school.”
Cheng Kangyao knew her situation in the Su family.
He dropped the pen, and said, “Which question you don’t know? I’ll help you.”
Cheng Kangyao was the first in English, he had the highest score even from the honourable class.
Therefore, Su Xingchen moved the paper to him, “Except for the English-Chinese translation, I did everything wrong.”
Cheng Kangyao sneered and said, “Such simple questions.”
He was very proud of it in his heart, but it was a pity that he was definitely not a good teacher.
After explaining two questions, he also found that he was terrible. He simply threw the pen and said, “My parents invited a few tutors. If you can, you can come to my house and we can take the class together.”
Su Xingchen was a little surprised.
In her 20 years, Cheng Kangyao never asked for a tutor. After graduating from high school, he went abroad. Before she transmigrated, when the two of them video chatted, his hair changed color, but he was still rebellious.
She didn’t reply for a while. Cheng Kangyao looked impatient and raised his eyes at her; “Will you come?”
“I have to go to Mr. Zhao’s cram school on weekends, so I only have time on Friday and Saturday evening.”
They didn’t have self-study class on Friday night and Saturday night.
A student in the front heard her, so she looked back and asked “Do you really go to Mr. Zhao’s cram school? I heard that it’s very hard to enter Mr. Zhao’s cram school. By the way, did you see Zhao Moqin at Mr. Zhao’s house? You really don’t give up. In order to chase Zhao Moqin, you went to his house and you are studying hard for him.”
The girl gave her a thumbs up, “You really love him.”
Cheng Kangyao’s face looked bad.
Su Xingchen said, “Not for him.”
The girl smiled and said, “Well, you don’t need to explain, we all understand!”
Su Xingchen hadn’t spoken yet, and Cheng Kangyao said sternly, “Didn’t you hear that she said it is not for him!”
The girl was not good-tempered, so she replied with a smile, “If it’s not for him, is it for you?”
Cheng Kangyao’s face turned ugly.
The girl looked at Su Xingchen and then looked at Cheng Kangyao.
She said to Cheng Kangyao, “Whoa! Are you jealous? Didn’t the two of you break up eight hundred years ago?”
Cheng Kangyao lifted his eyes and replied unhappily, “It’s none of your business!”
The girl named Ma Nana was a sports student from the field team specialized in running.
She was just kidding. But when she saw Cheng Kangyao angry, she realized that she made a mistake.
She glanced at Su Xingchen, squeezed her eyes then turned her head to speak with her classmates.
Cheng Kangyao somehow got uncomfortable. He was too lazy to take care of her and said to Su Xingchen, “Then Friday and Saturday night it’s!”
After that, he went to the desk and slept.
The two senior teachers that Father Cheng invited before weren’t English teachers. When he returned home at night, Cheng Kangyao urged Father Cheng to arrange another tutor for English as soon as possible, “English classes need to be arranged on Friday and Saturday night, Su Xingchen will come over to study together.”
Father Cheng was very relieved, “Well, do you want me to prepare anything? What does she like to eat and what does she not? You tell Aunt Zhang to buy more fruits at home.”
Cheng Kangyao was stunned, his heart was sour.
He had never noticed what she liked to eat, but the two had been together for a long time and he didn’t even pay attention to the usual details.
He still called to ask Su Xingchen what she liked to eat, a question he had never considered before.
“What do you like to eat?” Su Xingchen had taken a bath in the evening and was soaking her feet. Others were brushing their teeth and applying their usual skin care products.
“I am not picky, basically I eat everything.”
Zhang Wenqi, who was rubbing her face in the mirror heard the words and said, “Ha, eat everything, do you eat shit?”
Su Xingchen who was washing her feet, stood up and walked over. She didn’t even dry the water on her feet and stepped on the cold floor tiles. She lifted her chin and pushed her away.
Cheng Kangyao’s phone hadn’t hung up yet. He heard some noises, but she didn’t respond. He opened the quilt, put on his clothes and ran down.
Aunt Liu, who was coming up at midnight, saw him, “Hey, Kang Yao, where are you going so late?”
Cheng Kangyao flew downstairs like a fly, “I’m going out!”
When father Cheng, who heard the voice, came out and saw his son, he got angry.
Cheng Kangyao ran to the garage. He put the earphones in his ears and started the car while speaking, “Xingchen, Su Xingchen! What happened to you? What happened?”
Su Xingchen looked at Zhang Wenqi’s condition and laughed sarcastically. Then she picked up the phone, “I’m fine. Someone just wanted to fight, so I fulfilled her wish. What were you saying, just continue.”
Zhang Wenqi was really scared to death by Su Xingchen.
Su Xingchen spent 30 years in the world of Xianxia. She had murdered many beasts and had to guard against others who killed people to gain treasures. She had seen blood in their hands. Zhang Wenqi, a girl of sixteen or seventeen years could never bear it.
The English teacher didn’t know Su Xingchen’s situation, and said to her, “Your foundation is too poor. You usually just memorize. You should listen carefully in class. No matter whether you choose arts or sciences in the future, you must study them all.”
Su Xingchen returned to the class, almost everyone looked back at her.
“What did the English teacher say to you?” Cheng Kangyao held his head in one hand and flipped the pen with the other.
“She said that I have a poor foundation and told me to apply for a cram school.”
Cheng Kangyao knew her situation in the Su family.
He dropped the pen, and said, “Which question you don’t know? I’ll help you.”
Cheng Kangyao was the first in English, he had the highest score even from the honourable class.
Therefore, Su Xingchen moved the paper to him, “Except for the English-Chinese translation, I did everything wrong.”
Cheng Kangyao sneered and said, “Such simple questions.”
He was very proud of it in his heart, but it was a pity that he was definitely not a good teacher.
After explaining two questions, he also found that he was terrible. He simply threw the pen and said, “My parents invited a few tutors. If you can, you can come to my house and we can take the class together.”
Su Xingchen was a little surprised.
In her 20 years, Cheng Kangyao never asked for a tutor. After graduating from high school, he went abroad. Before she transmigrated, when the two of them video chatted, his hair changed color, but he was still rebellious.
She didn’t reply for a while. Cheng Kangyao looked impatient and raised his eyes at her; “Will you come?”
“I have to go to Mr. Zhao’s cram school on weekends, so I only have time on Friday and Saturday evening.”
They didn’t have self-study class on Friday night and Saturday night.
A student in the front heard her, so she looked back and asked “Do you really go to Mr. Zhao’s cram school? I heard that it’s very hard to enter Mr. Zhao’s cram school. By the way, did you see Zhao Moqin at Mr. Zhao’s house? You really don’t give up. In order to chase Zhao Moqin, you went to his house and you are studying hard for him.”
The girl gave her a thumbs up, “You really love him.”
Cheng Kangyao’s face looked bad.
Su Xingchen said, “Not for him.”
The girl smiled and said, “Well, you don’t need to explain, we all understand!”
Su Xingchen hadn’t spoken yet, and Cheng Kangyao said sternly, “Didn’t you hear that she said it is not for him!”
The girl was not good-tempered, so she replied with a smile, “If it’s not for him, is it for you?”
Cheng Kangyao’s face turned ugly.
The girl looked at Su Xingchen and then looked at Cheng Kangyao.
She said to Cheng Kangyao, “Whoa! Are you jealous? Didn’t the two of you break up eight hundred years ago?”
Cheng Kangyao lifted his eyes and replied unhappily, “It’s none of your business!”
The girl named Ma Nana was a sports student from the field team specialized in running.
She was just kidding. But when she saw Cheng Kangyao angry, she realized that she made a mistake.
She glanced at Su Xingchen, squeezed her eyes then turned her head to speak with her classmates.
Cheng Kangyao somehow got uncomfortable. He was too lazy to take care of her and said to Su Xingchen, “Then Friday and Saturday night it’s!”
After that, he went to the desk and slept.
The two senior teachers that Father Cheng invited before weren’t English teachers. When he returned home at night, Cheng Kangyao urged Father Cheng to arrange another tutor for English as soon as possible, “English classes need to be arranged on Friday and Saturday night, Su Xingchen will come over to study together.”
Father Cheng was very relieved, “Well, do you want me to prepare anything? What does she like to eat and what does she not? You tell Aunt Zhang to buy more fruits at home.”
Cheng Kangyao was stunned, his heart was sour.
He had never noticed what she liked to eat, but the two had been together for a long time and he didn’t even pay attention to the usual details.
He still called to ask Su Xingchen what she liked to eat, a question he had never considered before.
“What do you like to eat?” Su Xingchen had taken a bath in the evening and was soaking her feet. Others were brushing their teeth and applying their usual skin care products.
“I am not picky, basically I eat everything.”
Zhang Wenqi, who was rubbing her face in the mirror heard the words and said, “Ha, eat everything, do you eat shit?”
Su Xingchen who was washing her feet, stood up and walked over. She didn’t even dry the water on her feet and stepped on the cold floor tiles. She lifted her chin and pushed her away.
Cheng Kangyao’s phone hadn’t hung up yet. He heard some noises, but she didn’t respond. He opened the quilt, put on his clothes and ran down.
Aunt Liu, who was coming up at midnight, saw him, “Hey, Kang Yao, where are you going so late?”
Cheng Kangyao flew downstairs like a fly, “I’m going out!”
When father Cheng, who heard the voice, came out and saw his son, he got angry.
Cheng Kangyao ran to the garage. He put the earphones in his ears and started the car while speaking, “Xingchen, Su Xingchen! What happened to you? What happened?”
Su Xingchen looked at Zhang Wenqi’s condition and laughed sarcastically. Then she picked up the phone, “I’m fine. Someone just wanted to fight, so I fulfilled her wish. What were you saying, just continue.”
Zhang Wenqi was really scared to death by Su Xingchen.
Su Xingchen spent 30 years in the world of Xianxia. She had murdered many beasts and had to guard against others who killed people to gain treasures. She had seen blood in their hands. Zhang Wenqi, a girl of sixteen or seventeen years could never bear it.
