Change your mind

I also have to thank Zhang Yang for setting the time on weekends. I have to go to make up lessons for my mother's friend's son from Monday to Friday.Speaking of it, I don't know how my mother discussed it with her friends. I was paid, and I made up one afternoon class and included dinner.

According to my mother, her friend knew that I like to sleep late, so she specially set the time for the afternoon.

Although I despise my mother for talking about everything, it is difficult to find a part-time job with such a caring boss.

I slept late the next day, and it was already noon when I woke up.After a hasty lunch, I packed up some summaries I wrote last night, put on my backpack and prepared to go out.

After taking two steps, I remembered something wrong, and turned around to ask my mother who was tidying up the kitchen: "What's your name, Auntie?"

"Aunt Yang is fine." Wearing an apron, my mother came out with a spatula stained with dish soap, waved at me, and said, "Stay there for dinner and be careful with your appearance."

"..." I thought my mother was going to tell me something, but in the end, she let me down again.

I stuck out my tongue at her, glanced at the picture of my dad next to the TV, and walked away shaking my head.

Aunt Yang lives very close to our home, just one bus stop away.I am also very familiar with this neighborhood, because when I was in high school, I heard someone report to me that Zhang Yang also lives here.

But our city is not big, and it is normal to live in the same community.

Leaning in the empty elevator, I still wonder if I will see Zhang Yang when I look up?Then I foolishly shook my head from side to side, what the hell is the difference between me now and a young girl who is thinking about spring?

Take a deep breath and clear your mind.I got out of the elevator with a warm smile on my face, and rang Aunt Yang's doorbell according to the address my mother sent me.

There was a sound from inside the door, and then something was knocked down, and then the door opened, and a boy's head poked out from the small crack.

With soft and black hair, a handsome face, and radiant eyes, the whole person is full of energy at first glance, and my heart is immediately happy.

Of course, I'm not so perverted that I have bad thoughts about a junior high school student, but as the saying goes, working with beautiful people is also a lot of energy.

As soon as I saw this little boy, something moved in my heart, the teacher wanted to explode, and wanted to pass on all his knowledge without reservation.

Seeing that I didn't speak, the boy smiled, like an angel, his voice was a little dull because of the voice change, but it didn't affect anything.

"Teacher Huang?" the boy asked, he opened the door and invited me in sideways.

I nodded with a smile, and politely replied: "Well, you are Yang Fan, you don't need to call me teacher." Teacher Huang always asked me to act on the head teacher in elementary school.

Yang Fan didn't know if he heard it, so he found me a pair of slippers. I bent over to change the shoes, and glanced at the shoe cabinet. There were other shoes that were obviously a few sizes larger, including basketball shoes and canvas shoes. I guess they belonged to Brother Yang Fan. Bar.

I just finished changing my shoes and went to the living room. A well-dressed woman came out of the kitchen. When she saw me, she hurried over and pulled me towards the sofa.

"Well, Aunt Yang." I said as I walked, smelling the nice perfume on Aunt Yang, I even wanted to ask for a brand.

"Chu...how should we call you?" Aunt Yang asked Yang Fan to bring me a glass of iced drink, and asked me with a smile.

"Let's call it Ah Chu just like my mother." I didn't see it either. Since I'm a good friend of my mother, there's nothing to be shy about.

But my mother usually calls me Chu Chu at home, but I really can’t say it out loud, let’s change it to Ah Chu.

"What about me?" Yang Fan obediently sat beside Aunt Yang, leaned his head over and asked, "What is my name, teacher?"

"Just call him teacher, what else do you want to call him?" Aunt Yang said, Yang Fan is really an honest boy, he can answer whatever he asks: "The teacher just asked me not to call him teacher."

That's a bit of a mouthful, but I did say it just now.So I nodded in agreement.

Yang Fan also had a shrewd spirit in his bones, he said, "Let's call him Brother Chu, I'm not much different in age from Brother Chu."

I shrugged and said it's okay, anyway, there are quite a lot of people who say that, and I will show my brother-like care.

After chatting about homework for a while, I gradually blended into their atmosphere.

Aunt Yang glanced at her phone and said, "I still have work to do, Ah Chu, you can do what you want." Then she got up and glared at Yang Fan and said, "Be honest, study hard and improve every day, don't talk nonsense."

Yang Fan is really a good boy, he nodded without saying anything.

After Aunt Yang left the house, I took out the materials, put them on the coffee table one by one, and said, "These are all the ones I have used before. You can use them first. I am making up for the ones that have not been covered later."

"Thank you, Brother Chu!" Yang Fan cheerfully took the materials and led me to his bedroom.

Yang Fan is very smart, some problems are just too difficult to turn around for a while, and he doesn't ask the teacher at school, so it becomes a big problem over time.

I took out my many years of tutoring experience, started with the basics, and reviewed Yang Fan's loose basic knowledge for him.

Although Yang Fan showed some resistance to this class, but fortunately he still loves to learn, he listened hard and was gradually led into the ocean of knowledge by me.

Time passed quickly, and two hours passed before I knew it.I asked Yang Fan to rest and relax his eyes.

Looking out the window, I found that it was gloomy, with several big dark clouds in the sky, and with a few thunderclaps, it was pouring down with rain.

The summer rain is like this, coming quickly and violently.

The window glass was beaten into a rain curtain. I stood in front of the window in a daze, and Yang Fan's exclamation came from behind me.

"Oh no, brother is still playing basketball outside!"

As soon as the voice fell, the doorbell rang.Speaking of which, I don't know Yang Tian's elder brother yet, thinking about it, I followed Yang Fan who was going to open the door.

Yang Fan opened the door, I tilted my head and looked out the door, almost stunned.

Isn't it Zhang Yang who was soaked in the water while holding the ball in the basketball jersey?

The world is really small.