Red and green race shit

The monthly exam results came out, and Ling Anchen looked at Zhuang Yu's exam paper.

The other subjects are all good, but the English pass is not mixed up.

"I read the monthly exam paper." The first thing Ling Anchen did when he entered the classroom was to come to Zhuang Yu's seat and tell him about it.

"Ah?" Zhuang Yu didn't react yet.

"What's the matter with your English?!"

"It's okay, my English is just like that."

"Come to my house on weekends to give you tutoring." Ling Anchen left after finishing speaking.

The gossip these days basically revolves around Zhuang Yu.

Some people say that Zhuang Yu is actually Ling Anchen's younger brother, others say that Zhuang Yu is Ling Anchen's illegitimate son, and some even say that Zhuang Yu is Ling Anchen's little wife!

Zhuang Yu also heard some such rumors and went to Ling Anchen to draw a clear line, but when he thought of seeing him on the weekend, he might as well wait until the weekend, so he kept silent.

weekend.

Ling Anchen lives in a high-end community that is relatively close to the school.

Zhuang Yu walked to the door and knocked, and the other party quickly opened the door.

"Coming?" Ling Anchen was wearing pajamas and had a toothbrush in his mouth, obviously just woke up.

"Wait for me, I'm going to change clothes."

"Okay, take your time, I'm in no hurry."

After Ling Anchen changed his clothes and brushed his teeth, he came out.

"Why is your English so low?"

"I don't like it, I don't understand it."

"This is my test paper and give it to me. I'll see how high your English level is."

Without saying a word, Zhuang Yu buried himself in the test papers.

After about an hour, the test paper was finished.

Zhuang Yu scored 150 points out of 45 points in the test paper.

"How much can you score on a math test paper with a full score of 150?"

"Hmm... over 145 points?"

"You just dropped that 100?!"

"As I said, I can't speak English."

"I teach you."

"Are you an art teacher teaching me English?"

"Look down on the art teacher?"

"Has the hot water turned into gurgling water?!"

"Is that you?! I have been speaking English since I was a child, but I was not allowed to speak English?" Ling Anchen replied by knocking on his head.

"It hurts! Are you a mixed race, teacher?" Zhuang Yu patted his head and replied.

"That's right. My mother is of British and French descent. My father is Chinese. I grew up abroad. Is it unreasonable for you to say that I can't speak English? You can say that I can't speak Chinese."

"Then teacher, you are so good at English, why did you hand in art?"

"One is because I like art, and the other is that the art teacher has few classes."

"Aren't you lazy?"

Zhuang Yu usually doesn't get along very well with one person, but he is very happy chatting with Ling Anchen, chatting with him is very relaxed and happy.

"Okay, stop talking and read the test paper."

Zhuang Yu came at 8 o'clock, and started studying at about 9:30, and it is already 12 o'clock now.

"Are you hungry?" Ling Anchen put down the pen in his hand and stood up and asked.

"A bit."

"I'm going to cook, you wait here for a while."

"Teacher can cook?!"

"of course."

"Then I'll wait here."

"it is good."

After a while Ling Anchen asked Zhuang Yu to have lunch.

Zhuang Yu glanced at the dishes on the table, the scrambled eggs with tomatoes and the eggshells were still inside, the braised pork was already mushy, the rice became porridge with too much water, and the potato slices were very thick and completely undercooked.

"Is this what you said you can cook?" Zhuang Yu asked.Pick up a piece of braised pork and put it in your mouth, just touch the tip of your tongue and spit it out.

"I can probably cook..."

"Is there any food at home?"

"Yes, I have."

"I'll cook and wait." Zhuang Yu put on his apron and walked to the kitchen.

It didn't take long for plates full of delicious dishes to be served on the table.

Scrambled eggs with tomatoes, pan-fried crispy tofu, green pepper and enoki mushroom.Cook the porridge just now into porridge.

After Ling Anchen saw the dishes, he grabbed a bite and ate them.

"Is it delicious?" Zhuang Yu asked while taking off his apron.

"It's delicious! It's so delicious! This life is worth it!"

"It's not that exaggerated, is it?"

"Invite you to cook for me every day in the future."

"Come on, I'm not doing it yet."

"Then I'll starve to death."

"Okay, I'll make it for you when I have time, can I be a teacher?"

"Tsk, don't call me teacher outside of school, call me brother, I'm only a few years older than you."

"Brother...brother?"

"I found you so cute." Ling Anchen pinched his face.

"Don't pinch my face! If you pinch it again, I won't cook for you and starve you to death."

"Don't."