Favored by wealthy families: Overlord only loves his little wife

He has already been taught for a few days, and he knows that the person's culture class is naturally not mentioned, so he will naturally be very curious about other aspects.

The ball game of the two classes has attracted a large number of spectators from the very beginning, especially the top two school grassroots of the school are present, and their arena has formed a three-story inner and outer three-story encirclement. It is almost necessary to volunteer Those who came to cos security.Now that the rankings have been determined, the No. 2 is naturally more popular than No. 80.00. In addition, one played so well and the other made frequent mistakes and never scored a goal. The ebb and flow made the whole audience [-]% of the cheers are for that guy.

Ye Linglan didn't have any opinion on this, or he was completely in no mood to take into account the views of onlookers now, and all his mind was focused on the unbelievable. Why is this person so good at the game?
And since the ball skills are good and the movements are naturally very graceful, even the eyes of his "opponent" can't help admiring in his heart.

Damn, why does it feel like this person has so many strengths but none of the weaknesses?Would God be so unfair! !
The result of the ball game is self-evident. My class lost the opponent by dozens of points, and I was almost ashamed to see anyone. Except for Wen Xingying, the other players in Class [-] were not bad at the game. This game simply became the favorite of those people. Special show.

At the end of the class, there were less than 10 minutes before the end of get out of class, and the rest of the eighth class went back to their own class. Ye Linglan dragged Wen Xingying to the playground, and the fans who watched him were very excited. Rushing over to look for his autograph posture.

"I said," when they reached the edge of the football field, Ye Linglan looked around to see if anyone had noticed them, and asked impatiently, "How can you play basketball so well?"
"Okay, are you really envious of me?" The man said and winked at him, "If you want to learn, I can teach you, anyway, I am your math, Chinese, physics and other six subjects now. I don’t mind having another physical education teacher.”

Ye Linglan ignored his teasing, but still eagerly said: "Did someone train you specially or are you born with it?"

Wen Xingying suppressed a smile and said: "No one has trained me, and I am not born with it. Boys, it's normal to watch a game and play a ball. When I watch a game, I often follow the example of those professional players. Practice the movements, and now it looks like that."

"That's it." Ye Linglan nodded, as if she had nothing to say.

"If you really want to practice, I can set aside a class for you to practice every day, and I can also guide you, but you have to know that the culture class is our focus, and the lack of a class means that the content of the course will be higher. Speed ​​up, if you can't keep up, I won't cancel your class, but I will definitely punish you heavily, which will take up your rest time."

"..." Ye Linglan really wanted to agree to him. At worst, she would sacrifice a little rest time at night. After thinking about it carefully, she felt that this was not appropriate. Besides, training a ball skill does not happen overnight, and there is no need for her to hurry up and practice now.

After thinking for a while, he said, "That's not necessary. Let's see this midterm exam. If I can make it into the top [-], you can teach me later. If I can't make it, how about teaching me during the holidays?"

"..." Wen Xingying looked at him very awkwardly, "I think, we are still studying the courses in the first half of the first semester of senior high school, and it is impossible for you to enter the top [-] in the midterm exam of the second semester of senior high school. It means that the previous one can be invalidated, and it also means that I have to teach you during the holidays." Speaking of this, the man let out a sigh of relief, "It's not that I think I'm too bad, I used to talk to you all day when I was in school You are not enough, even the holidays can’t escape you??”

"..." Ye Linglan was so angry and blood boiled by these words, she resisted the urge to punch him and said, "It's fine if you don't want to, then you don't have to teach me if you don't like to face me, anyway, my father Just casually, even if I keep taking the last place in the class, it won't affect him, seeing how you don't like it, of course I have to know the current affairs myself!"

Wen Xingying was about to leave as soon as he finished speaking, Wen Xingying hurriedly grabbed him, "Hey, it's not good to go into a dead end like this. Besides, I have a principle in doing things, that is, there must be a beginning and an end. I have taught you for so long, so naturally you have to watch it." You will stop when you are at least in the top [-]. Besides, you don’t have to be so self-absorbed. As the saying goes, you will be a teacher for one day and you will be a teacher for the rest of your life... As a teacher, you will be my student for the rest of your life. Being a teacher is very shameless."

Ye Linglan can't remember how many times she said: "...", I'm sorry, I can only say that this semester is over, he is good, and I have been his student for the rest of my life, your face is better than... forget it. I'm done here.

Ye Linglan calmed down a little. In fact, although her grades were poor, she hadn’t passed the last exam, because the bottom ten or so were actually on the same level as him, and some idiots were not as good as him, so the last one The famous "throne" is naturally not his turn.

"Okay then," he said, "then wait until the holidays. If you don't want to, I will never force you."

"Okay." Wen Xingying smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

Ye Linglan, who returned to the classroom alone during the evening self-study, opened the book but suddenly couldn't read it. She couldn't help thinking about the various scenes on the court in the afternoon, and she couldn't help but have an idea in her heart. Deserve that person.

Ugh……

But generally speaking, his life is still very good, and he feels much more fulfilled than before. He will have dinner with Zhuo Yang or other classmates and friends every day, and he will go out to play together on Sunday afternoons. The one surnamed Zhuo The kid always said that now that he has a new love, he is too cold to himself, and he also said that he is really a standard good student now, not only attending class on time every day, but also not even fighting.

Ye Linglan is too lazy to talk about nonsense that is indifferent, but when it comes to fighting, he used to always ask someone to make an appointment because he wanted to be the boss, and he could also find a good person to try his skills, but now he doesn't care at all Those false names are gone, and I already have something more important in my heart.

But when it comes to this "good student", he also feels that he has lived too well in his life recently. He should go to school and leave school, as if he dared not violate the school rules. Originally, this life should be a little creative and a little adventurous , Living the same life every day is really boring. 
Young Master Jian's "breakthrough" happened on Wednesday of the following week. Wen Xingying saw a customer come in that night and took the menu to go to receive him. When he looked up, he saw a smiling face with no good intentions but still very good-looking. A small canine tooth was also exposed.He still went up to meet him, but he really didn't know how to feel in his heart.

"I said, why are you here?" He asked in a low voice when he came to the man.

Ye Linglan didn't answer, and looked up and down curiously. Although she knew that he was a waiter here, it was the first time she saw him in this uniform. Well, being handsome is good, no matter what kind of The clothes can be worn with another temperament. This person does not look like a waiter, but a bit like a performer at a concert.

"I said," Ye Linglan raised an eyebrow at him, "Is this what you should say to your guests? Are you afraid that I will tell your manager to let him kick you hard?"

"..." Wen Xingying had no choice but to make a respectful gesture, "Please welcome the guests." He led the person to the innermost seat.

There are not many customers now, but there is only one free table left. Ye Linglan sat down and Wen Xingying handed him the menu, "See what you want to eat."

Ye Linglan naturally had already had dinner at this time, so she casually flipped through to see if there were any snacks, and then waved to another waiter who was free, "Come here, come here."

"..." Wen Xingying stood aside speechlessly, and that person came over and asked Ye Linglan, "What are your orders?"
Ye Linglan handed him the menu, said a few things she wanted, and motioned to Wen Xingying, "Tell your manager, let him eat with me, and add... 1000 yuan to the bill."

"Ok."
After he left, Ye Linglan looked at the people standing beside her, and pointed to the seat opposite her, "Come on, sit down, I've spent all the money, you have to show some face."

Wen Xingying took a deep breath, really wanted to use all his patience to control his anger, and sat down there.

"Actually, I wanted to give you five thousand, but you definitely won't." At this time, the waiter had already brought a pot of tea and two teacups, and Ye Linglan filled the two cups, "so it can only be one cup. Thousands."

Wen Xingying: "..." I'm really convinced...

He is not afraid that the guests here will follow suit, and when he leaves, another "gold master" will show up to pay him more money to accompany him, because this kind of thing must be based on the wishes of the waiter, Otherwise, it is useless to have more money.

"Then what are you here for? Shouldn't you be in class now?" Wen Xingying reluctantly took a sip from his cup.

"Skipping class," the young master said as a matter of course, "I often skip class, even my father doesn't care about me, I just come to see you if I have nothing to do, I don't think it's interesting to work here."

"..." Wen Xingying didn't bother to talk about this question anymore, work is not play, so what's the use of being interesting.

"Have you done all the homework assigned to you? I have to check it tomorrow. If you don't do it carefully, I will punish you twice." Wen Xingying tapped his fingers on the table.

Wen Xingying now leaves some homework for Ye Linglan every night, that is, the exercises and workbooks at the back of the book, etc. The latter waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "Don't worry, I promise to complete the task."

The snacks for the two of them had already been served, and while they were eating and chatting, Ye Linglan felt that the day was really enjoyable. Although the chefs in their house did not cook well, the dim sum was pretty good.

After half an hour, he put down the empty glass, refilled himself, and asked, "What time do you usually get off work at night?"

"Ten o'clock," Wen Xingying saw that the dim sum on the table was almost eaten, and said, "Do you want some more? If not, I'll take you to meet someone."

"Who?"

"It's the chef you have always looked down upon. I call him Brother Wen. He usually takes good care of me. If you want to eat something and your chef can't cook it, you can find him."

Ye Linglan nodded, "Okay."

Now there are no new guests, and all the dishes that should be served have been served, and the kitchen is relatively quiet. Ye Linglan was curious to go to the hotel's kitchen when she accompanied her father to the dinner before. The kitchen area of ​​this kind of place looks very spacious , there are a lot of ingredients, plus several stoves, most of the people inside are chatting in twos and threes.

Wen Xingying took him behind a man who was talking to others, and said, "Brother Wen, my classmate is here."