Back to youth, the child's mother became a female president

Ever since Sang Ruo accepted her last student, she has been in an extremely good mood. She collected all the questions she had collected and taught them all to Jiang Wangshu like pouring beans out of a basket.

She walked to Jiang Wangshu's desk, watching and tutoring him, "Your method is certainly good, and it's a different approach, but the steps are a bit complicated."

"This is the problem-solving steps according to the syllabus," Jiang Wangshu explained.

Sang Ruo nodded, "Yes, I will tell you some college knowledge today. You can try to use it. It can help you quickly sort out your thoughts and answer questions."

"okay."

The conversation was going on over there, but over here...

Mathematics is Hua Tingjue's mortal enemy. He bit the tip of his pen and felt drowsy. His brain froze after he finished just a few questions.

He banged his head against the tabletop, and a small wooden sword tied to the table leg stabbed his thigh directly, the legendary "awl piercing the thigh". The pain came over him, and he woke up from his dream, screaming in unbearable pain.

“Ouch, it hurts, it hurts!”

Jiang Wangshu and Sang Ruo looked over at the noise. Hua Tingjue forced a wry smile to ease the embarrassment, "Haha, you guys continue."

Sang Ruo put down the lesson plan in her hand, walked calmly to Hua Tingjue, and said in a serious tone: "Third Young Master, this is a place for learning, not for you to sleep and play. Please adopt a learning attitude. After all, your mother sincerely hopes that you can improve your grades."

Hua Tingjue was silent. "Well, I'm sorry, Teacher Sang. I will pay more attention next time."

Seeing this, Jiang Wangshu stepped forward and called out to Sang Ruo, "Teacher Sang, I don't know how to do this yet."

Sang Ruo shook her head in disappointment and turned to continue explaining to Jiang Wangshu that Hua Tingjue had escaped the disaster.

After the tutoring session, Sang Ruo was immersed in it, explaining the questions to Jiang Wangshu alone, while Hua Tingjue slipped out quietly and walked to the piano room alone.

He sighed and touched the piano keys with his fingertips.

……

After finishing her studies, Jiang Wangshu went out to look for Hua Tingjue, but she didn't see anyone, so she had to ask Butler Yu: "Uncle Yu, have you seen Hua Tingjue?"

Housekeeper Yu saw her and shouted, "Hey, Wangshu, isn't the Third Young Master in the room?"

Butler Yu's attitude towards Jiang Wangshu changed from polite distance at the beginning to liking him now. He felt that the child was indeed sensible, not spoiled or picky, and would lend a hand to the servants in the house when he had nothing to do.

Jiang Wangshu shook his head, "Not here."

"It's probably in the piano room." After thinking about it, Butler Yu guessed.

"Piano room?"

Butler Yu pointed in the direction, "Well, when you go out and turn left, there is a white house. That's the piano room."

Jiang Wangshu nodded, "Okay, thank you Uncle Yu."

Before she arrived, she heard the sound of music in the distance. The soothing and flowing sound was like the sound of a cool spring in the mountains, which made people calm down and concentrate instantly. She thought that what "hearing the music of heaven" meant was probably about this scene.

She paused and looked up. It was Hua Tingjue sitting in front of the shiny piano, his ten fingers placed between the black and white keys, and the music slipped out from under his hands.

Jiang Wangshu did not call him, but leaned against the door frame and listened quietly. Hua Tingjue was also immersed in it, and it was a long time before he realized that there was someone outside the door.

He walked out and saw Jiang Wangshu, and exclaimed in surprise: "Hey, why are you here? Do you want to talk to me about something?"

Seeing the sadness in his eyes, Jiang Wangshu pursed his lips and asked tentatively, "Are you unhappy because of what Teacher Sang said?"

Hua Tingjue: “Ah?”

Thinking about what just happened, Hua Tingjue understood. He leaned against the door with his arms crossed, and said dejectedly, "Well, I'm used to it, because I'm a hopeless case. Even if I want to work hard, I'm still a million miles behind you."

Jiang Wangshu was not good at speaking. She looked at the piano behind Hua Tingjue and said, "But don't you know how to play this?"

"What?" Hua Tingjue was puzzled and looked in the direction she was looking. "Oh, you mean the piano? That's very simple, and it's not something amazing."

"I won't."

"Ok?"

Before Hua Tingjue could react, Jiang Wangshu looked him in the eye and said, "Being good at studying doesn't mean being good at everything, and I study to a large extent to get out of my current predicament, but you don't need it."

Jiang Wangshu never denied her ambition and utilitarianism. Perhaps she really loved learning, but it was more for survival.

"Also, that's not what Teacher Sang meant. Don't think too much about it." After saying that, Jiang Wangshu turned and left.

Hua Tingjue was left standing there in a daze, his brows furrowed as he thought about what she had just said, so... she was comforting him?

Wow, the silent guy finally got it?

Looking at Jiang Wangshu's departing back, the corners of his mouth slowly rose and he breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, he really felt much better.

……

New Year's Eve is approaching. Mu Xiuzhi, Hua Tingrui and Hua Tingjin arrive home in the evening, just in time to meet Hua Tingjue and Jiang Wangshu finishing their tutoring lessons.

Lin Shuanglian: "Madam, Teacher Sang has something to tell you."

Mu Xiuzhi handed the coat in her hand to the servant and nodded back to her: "Take her to the study first, I'll be there soon."

"Yes."

In the study, Mu Xiuzhi looked at Sang Ruo and said with a smile, "Sister Sang Ruo, please sit down." Sang Ruo could be considered a child of a large courtyard. Her father had worked with Grandpa Mu for a period of time, so she was fully worthy of being called sister.

After Mu Xiuzhi sat down, she nodded slightly to apologize, "I'm sorry, Sister Sang Ruo, my son is immature and has caused you trouble."

Lin Shuanglian handed Sang Ruo a cup of tea, and she politely took it, then turned to Mu Xiuzhi and said, "Teaching and educating people is my duty, it's not a big deal."

"Then this teaching session will end here. I'll have someone settle your payment later."

Mu Xiuzhi had seen Hua Tingjue's teaching situation. She also knew that Sang Ruo had always wanted to resign, but was troubled by the relationship between the two families and could not say it out loud, so she took the initiative to say it.

"Oh no." Sang Ruo denied hurriedly.

Mu Xiuzhi was suspicious.

Sang Ruo explained promptly: "I want to stay and give extra lessons to the children this time, but I hope to add one more student to the tutoring."

"Who?"

"Jiang Wangshu."

Upon hearing this, Mu Xiuzhi immediately understood. She was not stupid, so she naturally understood the meaning of her words. It turned out that her son had become the one who was giving himself away.

Mu Xiuzhi had no problem with her expression, and asked with a smile, "Is Jiang Wangshu's performance satisfactory to Sister Sang Ruo?"

She also knew about Jiang Wangshu's academic performance, but she was still a little curious about why an old professor like Sang Ruo was so eager to accept him as a disciple.

Thinking of Jiang Wangshu, Sang Ruo couldn't help but smile, "This child's talent in science is far above that of ordinary people. In other words, the last time I met such talent was Fu Chengqian and Tingrui from the Fu family."

As soon as the words fell, the light in Mu Xiuzhi's eyes froze. Sang Ruo had no need to lie to her, but... compared with Fu Chengqian and Tingrui, she hesitated a little.

Fu Chengqian and Tingrui, one is the new head of the Fu family, and the other is the heir appointed by the Hua family. They are rare outstanding people of their age. If Jiang Wangshu's talent is close to these two, Mu Xiuzhi's shock surged in her heart.

In this case, Mu Xiuzhi had no objection and nodded readily, "Okay, it's great that Sister Sang Ruo is willing to teach Xiao Jue. The tuition fee will be divided into two parts. Our Hua family will pay for Jiang Wangshu's."

"I don't plan to accept Jiang Wangshu's tuition fee."

Mu Xiuzhi raised her eyebrows slightly, and after a moment of silence, she smiled and said, "Okay, let's do it this way."

When Lin Shuanglian sent Sang Ruo out, Mu Xiuzhi narrowed her eyes, tapped the smooth tabletop lightly with her pen, and chuckled after a while.

He murmured, "Genius? Idiot?"

Oh, it’s all complete.