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"But..."

Chi Yan smiled and said, "This bowl of noodles is the tuition for the first class. From now on, we will charge 200 per class. What do you think?"

Chi Yan didn't dare to give too much, probably just a little lower than the market price.

In his impression, the cost of one-on-one tutoring is usually very high.

This way Zhao Jinghuan won't feel burdened.

"No, that's too much!" Zhao Jinghuan didn't want to take advantage of Chi Yan, "If you trust me, then just give me the same salary as when I was working."

Chi Yan asked curiously, "Are you paid by the hour? How much per hour?"

"fifteen..."

This number can’t be exceeded today, right? ! !

Zhao Jinghuan worked in a fast food restaurant for two hours after school every day, earning thirty yuan a day.

I'm there all day on weekends, busy for ten hours from morning to night, and can earn fifty dollars.

The money he earns from his part-time job covers most of the family’s current expenses.

He had to give his mother some money regularly so that the family could make ends meet. If his father went out playing cards and lost, there would not be enough money.

At this time, his father would become furious and beat his mother and him!

Chi Yan was not surprised after hearing this.

Zhao Jinghuan was still a minor, so he could only work illegally in a street shop, so his wages were naturally not that much.

Chi Yan retorted: "Fifteen is an unlucky number. It makes me angry just by hearing it. How about this, fifty for an hour, plus two meals. This is my bottom line."

Based on today's situation, Chi Yan guessed that he actually needed to have enough food to eat, and the money he earned might not be able to stay in his hands.

Otherwise, I wouldn't be without a penny.

It would be better to just exchange the money for two meals.

This time Zhao Jinghuan was moved.

But he still said firmly: "Just fifteen. If you don't like it, then sixteen at most. Otherwise, forget it, find someone else."

"Come on, can't I just listen to you?"

Zhao Jinghuan continued to make demands: "Don't treat me to something so expensive, a box lunch for ten yuan is good enough."

Chi Yan: .....

The two walked towards the classroom together. Chi Yan could feel that Zhao Jinghuan was in a good mood, probably because he had a plan for future meals.

Chi Yan was also in a good mood, as he was finally able to get closer to the male lead.

His lazy system never appeared, and no one knew where it had gone. The novice system was indeed unreliable.

The afternoon passed quickly, and when school was about to end, Chi Yan's cell phone rang. It was the driver waiting at the door, asking him if he wanted a ride.

Chi Yan replied that he wanted to sit down.

The driver is now in fear, fearing that he will lose his job.

Fortunately, the young master finally remembered him. He came here tonight with the mentality of giving it a try, and he didn't expect that he came to the right place.

After school, teachers and students saw the white Phantom at the door at a glance. It was so eye-catching.

Chi Yan went out first, and Zhao Jinghuan followed behind him not far away, and the two walked out one after the other.

As soon as he reached the school gate, the girl who was saved by Chi Yan stopped him.

"Student Chi, this is a cookie I made myself. It's not sweet."

The girl thought about it for a long time after returning home yesterday, and then realized that Chi Yan didn't like milk tea very much, so she deliberately changed it to something else today.

Chi Yan was a little embarrassed. He could tell what the girl was thinking at a glance, but he didn't like girls, and he was not the one who saved the person.

I felt bad enough for taking a cup of milk tea from a girl, and now I have to shoulder the debt of love for her...

The girl was still very shy, she kept her head down and her face was very red.

She continued, "I don't mean anything else. I just thought you didn't like milk tea. That's why I made cookies. I... I just wanted to thank you!"

Since the little girl didn't speak out, Chi Yan had no way to refuse decisively.

I could only say politely, "You're welcome. If it was someone else, I would help as well. We are all classmates, so it's my duty."

The girl heard the rejection in his words and her eyes instantly turned red.

"I understand. Please accept the cookies as my token of gratitude."

Chi Yan: "Okay..."

The girl trotted away, not noticing the meaningful looks from the people behind her.

"Who is this girl? Why is she here to show off to me so soon?"

"The class beauty of Class 6, Grade 3. I heard that she is usually quite aloof and doesn't like to talk much. But when she sees the rich second generation, she changes her face. Ha..."

"Haha, girls are so realistic nowadays. No matter how good you are to her, it can't compare to a rich man just flirting with her. So, sincerity is not as important as money!"

......

Sun Xiaojing's action aroused contempt from countless people.

Especially boys.

Sun Xiaojing is pretty and a bit introverted, but in the eyes of boys, she is just aloof and pretentious.

Now that she took the initiative to approach Chi Yan, it further proved their thoughts.

Chi Yan was far away and didn't hear their private discussions.

He saw Sun Xiaojing off, walked to the front of the car, turned around and called out to Zhao Jinghuan: "Hurry up, don't delay my studies!"

Zhao Jinghuan: ...

Onlookers:...

Everyone in the school knows that Chi Yan is the least studious and always ranks last in the exams. With his grades, what's the point of talking about whether it's a delay or not?

The teachers and students watched as the academic genius and school hunk got into Chi Yan's car.

There were different opinions for a while.

Everyone couldn't understand how the top student and the worst student got together, and they even saw them eating together at noon.

This combination is really fantastic.

This time it was the girls who got upset: "Why did the two of them leave together? Could it be that Chi Yan wanted to embarrass the school hunk?"

"I don't think so. I saw that the school hunk was quite happy when he got on the bus."

"Ah? How can he look happy? He must have been threatened by Chi Yan..."

Chi Yan took the person away in a high-profile manner, leaving everyone talking about it.

Zhao Jinghuan said nothing in the car. The facilities in the car were very luxurious, and he knew without asking that the price must be very expensive.

He felt very cramped sitting inside, not daring to move for fear of breaking something.

Chi Yan leaned towards him carelessly and said, "Let's start with math when we get home. I also want to get full marks next time. Are you sure?"

Zhao Jinghuan: ...

Chi Yan sighed: "You also know that I am a face-conscious person. Since I have learned it, I must learn it to the best of my ability. Do you understand?"

Zhao Jinghuan: "It may be a little bit forced. It is good to have a goal, but we have to take it step by step."

Chi Yan squinted at him.

To be honest, Zhao Jinghuan is a nice person. He has a strong and independent character, a good temper, and is very tactful in his words so as not to hurt other people's self-esteem.

It is really not easy to have such a character after experiencing so much injustice.

Chi Yan: "Oh...really? That's okay, there's still a year left, you can teach slowly."

"Okay...I'll try my best!"

Zhao Jinghuan didn't know how long Chi Yan's enthusiasm could last, but since he had agreed, he would teach him well.