Xiao Zuo Jing wants to be on top

Huo Wenyuan didn't know whether the young man was satisfied with his answer, and he didn't expect the other party to make any effective changes because of his words.

But Bai Jinnong really listened to it. After returning to the bedroom that night, he took the book and read it at twelve o'clock, and wrote a review in earnest.

As soon as I got up the next morning, I immediately showed it to the man, and held it up to the man like offering a treasure: "Nong, I wrote this last night."

Bowing his head, the handwriting on the notebook is neat and neat. Although it is still not very pretty, it can be seen that the person who wrote it put his heart into it.Regardless of the content, this is much better than when the dog pawed and the cat crawled a few days ago.

Huo Wenyuan couldn't hide the surprise on his face, he looked and looked, and then opened his mouth and asked, "You wrote this last night?"

Bai Jinnong nodded, unable to hide the dark circles under his eyes, and said sleepily, "Didn't you ask me to write it? My previous disqualification should be counted from this week."

He seemed to be talking about an unimportant matter, and regardless of the man's reaction, he closed the book and went to the bathroom with his eyes closed.

Behind him, Huo Wenyuan still maintained the expression of surprise just now. He looked at the people who were dragging forward, obviously not believing what he had just heard.He knew what kind of character this kid was, and he was disobedient to discipline from a young age. When he first came here a month ago, he almost broke the house. Even if the relationship has eased now, he never listens to anyone saying a word.

But now he not only listened seriously, but also did it earnestly. How can this make people not excited?

"Mother Liu! Mother Liu!"

Hearing the employer calling for someone, Mama Liu hurried out of the kitchen, and while wiping the putty on her hands, she asked, "What's wrong, Mr. Huo?"

Huo Wenyuan came down from the stairs, feeling differently nervous than usual, and said as he walked, "You can buy something to nourish your brain later, and give it to Xiao Nong."

After hearing this, Mama Liu was puzzled: "Why did you suddenly..." Start to make up your mind?

Huo Wenyuan took a deep breath and explained this sentence: "The third year of high school has heavy homework, and he has to keep up with those who have fallen behind. How can he catch up without making up more?"

Liu Ma didn't understand what was going on after listening to it. It's fine if the ancestor doesn't play games all day, but he still studies?

She was puzzled, but after the meal, she heard the little ancestor suddenly say: "By the way, Mama Liu, you can throw away the game console in my room, I won't play it anymore."

Mama Liu's jaw almost dropped when she heard that, "What are you going to throw?"

"Game console." Bai Jinnong sullenly said, "I have to study hard, and I can't let Uncle Huo down."

After finishing speaking, he walked out with a schoolbag on his back. His straight walking posture really looked like a good student.

It's just that the change is so fast that Mama Liu finds it unbelievable, she looks like a ghost.

Think about how many times she and Mr. Huo have chanted in front of this little ancestor these days, but he didn't listen to a single word. How could he be so sensible after one night?

I don't want Uncle Huo to be disappointed...

Mama Liu sighed for a moment, thinking about this young master who didn't care about his mother and didn't care about it, so he just threw it here. She guessed that after getting along for a long time, she developed feelings for Mr. Huo.

It's good to have feelings, it's better than confronting swords every day.

Mama Liu was relieved from the bottom of her heart, and went shopping according to the employer's instructions.

After Bai Jinnong made up his mind to study, he felt different when he entered the classroom.

When I came to the classroom and sat down, I looked at the timetable first, found out the textbooks I needed in the morning and put them out in advance, thinking whether to memorize ancient poems or do a math problem first, then I heard someone rush in from outside and shouted: "Fuck!" , Lao Wu is gone! We have a new Chinese teacher!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole class erupted.

"Damn, where is it?" A boy directly stepped over the desk, ran to the door and looked towards the office.

A group of people huddled there, chattering: "Then our new Chinese teacher?"

"Fuck, I didn't know, go there, don't squeeze!"

"Who the hell squeezed it? Damn, it's class, go back!"

You kick me back to my seat and just rang the class bell.

Bai Jinnong didn't care much about changing teachers, and had no other emotions except a little curiosity.

The textbook was taken out and spread out, and the math class representative still insisted on collecting the homework one second before class, when he received it, he stretched out his hand: "Have you written the homework for Bai Jinnong? If you didn't write it, I will remember your name?"

The name was all written down, but the other party put the homework on the top without expression.

Li Jiawen, the math class representative, was slightly surprised that this ancestor handed in his homework?

Her eyes were too revealing, Bai Jinnong rolled her eyes: "What's wrong, isn't it?"

"No, no, I just think the sun is a little crooked today." She meant the same as if the sun came out from the west today.

Bai Jinnong didn't care about the strange look in his eyes, he only focused on doing his own thing.

He was the most sleepy in the first class of the morning, and now he was holding his heavy eyelids, forcing himself to stare.

While struggling with sleepiness, the next second there was applause in the classroom, Bai Jinnong was startled, looked up, and the monitor shouted to stand up.

"Hello teacher--"

He stood up with a clatter, and sat down again with a clatter.Bai Jinnong didn't react the whole time, but was completely drowsy from the movement.

"Hello students."

On the podium, the man was wearing a smart shirt and elegant glasses. He smiled gently and began to introduce himself: "This semester, because of your physical problems, Mr. Wu, I will take your Chinese class temporarily. My surname is Yang, and my name is Yang. Zhiyuan, you can call me Teacher Yang."

After finishing speaking, the man wrote his name on the blackboard, while Bai Jinnong was still slightly stunned after hearing his voice.

Jerry Yang...

Why does it sound so familiar?

Bai Jinnong thought for a long time before he remembered that he ran into this teacher on the playground a few days ago, and he seemed to have studied in the United States before.

After that, I didn't meet face-to-face at school. I didn't expect to become the Chinese teacher of their class now.

Bai Jinnong gained a little interest, and after listening to a class carefully, he found that the teacher's lecture was quite interesting.

Of course it wasn't just him, the whole class was very satisfied with the new Chinese teacher.Especially the girls in the class, their eyes shine when they see people.

Get together in a row after class:

"Teacher Yang is so handsome! The lectures are so humorous!"

"I heard that he is only in his early thirties and not married yet!"

"Really? Are you sure?"

The girls are chattering, and the boys are habitually finding fault: "Do you think you are interesting? Every day, this guy and that guy, can you study hard?"

"Xu Tianyang, do you think you did well in the exam? The whole class has the face to criticize us? Get lost!"

Xu Tianyang was so cheap, he left after saying a few words.

As a substitute teacher, according to the procedure, it is necessary to understand the situation of each student. During the self-study class, many students were called to the office on the second floor.When I came back a few minutes later, I chatted on twitter, saying how gentle and charming Teacher Yang was.

Finally, I sighed: "Mr. Yang, why didn't he teach us earlier, so that I can get more points in the exam for his sake."

After finishing speaking, he was stunned: "As far as your IQ is concerned, no one's face is useless, it's a problem with the brain!"

"Fuck you! Can't I comfort myself?" After speaking, he turned his head, "Whose turn is it then? Bai Jinnong! Teacher Yang told you to come over!"

Bai Jinnong was clutching his pen to remember the solution to the problem just now, when he was interrupted by such a voice.

He stood up impatiently, stared at the man and asked, "Where are you going?"

"D-Of course it's the office on the second floor."

After hearing this, Bai Jinnong raised his foot and left. After thinking for a while, he turned his head and said forcefully, "Thank you."

There was a bit of awkwardness in his voice, obviously not used to thanking people, but what did his Uncle Huo say?Be a polite person.

It's just that his sudden sentence directly stunned the others.

"No, he just thanked me?"

The people next to him also looked at the door, and added: "No, maybe, we heard wrong?"

In the teacher's office on the second floor, a few students came out with their homework in their hands. Before entering, Bai Jinnong knocked on the door: "Teacher Yang?"

The young male teacher sitting there turned his head and saw him beckoning: "Come and sit."

When Bai Jinnong walked over, wondering if the teacher still recognized him, the other party smiled and flirted with him: "Bai Jinnong, Eric, do you still remember me?"

There was a gentle smile on the man's face, obviously he had recognized him a long time ago, Bai Jinnong smiled coyly: "Mr. Yang, what a coincidence, I didn't expect you to come to teach our class."

Yang Zhiyuan stared at him: "Coincidentally, there are only a few Chinese teachers in the office. I happen to be young, so I will take one more class with you."

He spoke without airs, as if chatting about family affairs, Bai Jinnong relaxed, but when he mentioned the results of this monthly exam, he immediately became nervous again.

"I know I didn't do well in the exam this time, but I will try my best." Bai Jinnong stood there with a straight waist, neither humble nor overbearing, and he didn't say this to deal with the teacher's cross-examination.

Hearing what he said, Yang Zhiyuan's eyes were obviously surprised. He recalled the first time he saw this boy, his eyes were full of vigilance and disdain for the surroundings, and he was full of arrogance.

But now it's surprising that he can say something so motivated.

For a determined child, the only thing he can do is encourage.

"Student Bai Jinnong, the teacher is very optimistic about you. I hope you can maintain this enthusiasm. If you have any study problems, you can come to me."

Although the brief conversation was short and there was no long analysis, Bai Jinnong had already approved of this teacher from the bottom of his heart.

Yang Zhiyuan's suggestion to him is to keep practicing calligraphy every day, not to write continuously, and to practice one copybook every day.As for composition, it requires a lot of reading and imitation.

Bai Jinnong heard it in his ears and made up his mind.

It's just that it's easy to make up your mind, but it's really hard to do it.

Just practicing that copybook, writing each word as others wrote, made his hands sore from writing.It's just that I'm tired, and when I look at it after writing it, it's really ugly.

Bai Jinnong's temper was twisted, and he had to do what he was sure of, no matter how difficult it was, so he went home from school in the afternoon and shut himself up in the bedroom to continue practicing.

Mama Liu didn't say a word when she saw someone coming back, she didn't come down to get some snacks, and she went up to look at it several times quietly, but the ancestor didn't make a sound, and occasionally burst out suddenly, the movement was like a ghost upper body of.

Liu's mother heard this strange movement, thinking about what happened to her at school, she wandered around the door worriedly.

Just as he was hesitating whether to go in and have a look, a man's voice came from behind him: "Why are you there?"

Huo Wenyuan probably just came back, dressed in a black suit, walking towards here with a straight figure.His face was slightly tired, but his steps were steady and powerful.

As soon as Liu Ma saw him, she acted as if she had met the backbone, and hurriedly said, "I'm not worried about Xiao Nong. He has been stuffing himself in the room since he came back, and I don't know what he is doing. Children of this age are just weird." It's weird, I don't know what I'm thinking..."

There was worry in her voice, and Huo Wenyuan comforted her: "I guess there's nothing wrong, you go down first, I'll go and have a look."

Huo Wenyuan went upstairs, stopped at the door of the closed room, and raised his hand to knock on the door. The next second, the young man's irritated voice came: "I said I won't eat now! Leave me alone!"

The voice sounded irritable and obviously worried.

The man stuck to the door and called softly: "It's me."

A magnetic voice came through the door, and the person who was still sullen and about to lose his temper immediately put down the pen in his hand, stepped on his slippers and came to open the door, opened the door with his angry face upturned, and opened his mouth and said: "Uncle Huo, I'm so tired, I can write calluses on my fingers!"

This sounded like a baby, and it seemed to be showing off how hard-working she was.

The tender fingers insisted on stretching out to the man's eyes for him to see, but looking at it this way, it was nothing more than a little red, the skin on that piece was soft, where did the calluses come from?

Huo Wenyuan found it funny and asked him, "What are you doing inside?"

Bai Jinnong let him in, the boy's bedroom was in a mess, he spread out the quilt that was folded in the morning before he went to bed, the schoolbag was tilted on the floor, and the books on the desk were piled up randomly Like its owner, it has no shape.

Huo Wenyuan came over and tidied up one by one for others, then picked up the copybook that was open on the table, and after reading it, he said: "Write carefully, but the effect is not good."

Bai Jinnong was taken aback for a moment, what did he mean that he had written for nothing for so long?

The child was very angry, and when he heard this, Huo Wenyuan looked at the other person's angry face, amused in his heart, but there was still gentleness on his face: "It's not that you don't work hard, it's just that the method is wrong."

"What's wrong?" the young man followed up.

Huo Wenyuan pointed to his handwriting and said: "Writing blindly like this is too laborious. You need to study the structure of handwriting more. Are there any students in your class who are particularly good at handwriting? You can take their homework and look at it, and imitate it."

After finishing speaking, Bai Jinnong said, "Even if there were, I wouldn't know them."

It looks like she just wants to talk to someone.

They are all in the same class, just ask and you will know, how could you not know each other?

Huo Wenyuan had no choice but to look down at him, "Speak well, Xiao Nong."

Bai Jinnong snorted: "Xiao Nong is talking well." He lowered his head and fiddled with the pen in his hand, the warm white light above his head fell on the fine hair, his forehead, eyebrows and eyes became much more vivid.

Huo Wenyuan looked stunned, and the next second the child started chasing people away: "Uncle Huo, I know, I'll practice my words well, so go do your work!"

After speaking, he began to push people out.

The man who was pushed out of the door stood there, the light and shadow from the crack of the door fell on his face, his dark pupils carried different emotions, he didn't look away dully until the door was completely closed .

In the room, Bai Jinnong threw down the copybook and started looking for the parents group on WeChat. He used the male WeChat account to pull him in. It was nothing more than looking at the homework and answers assigned every day. Blacklist for handing in homework.

When the little bald man who taught them Chinese was still there, he would often post some homework of students who were good at writing in the group. Bai Jinnong scrolled through it, Chen Mengmeng, Li Jiawen, and some other , Anyway, the writing is better than his.

Bai Jinnong twisted his mouth, and picked out one that was neatly written, but he didn't feel anything after writing so many words, and it hurt his eyes.

After a while, Mama Liu called for dinner from below. Bai Jinnong rubbed his eyes and came down. As soon as he sat down, he saw a white lump in the bowl in front of him. He smelled it and it still smelled bad. He immediately disgusted him and asked, "What is this?" ah?"

"What else can you do to nourish your brain." Afraid that he would not eat it, he moved the employer out, "Mr. Huo said that you have been under a lot of pressure recently, so I will give you some supplements."

After she said this, the pouting person really didn't say anything to complain, but just glanced at the man opposite.

Huo Wenyuan was sitting upright, and from the moment he came down to the time he said these two sentences, he had been eating quietly all the time, without making eye contact with anyone, not talking when eating or sleeping, which made the atmosphere at the dinner table a bit cold.

He didn't speak, and Bai Jinnong didn't take the initiative to speak up. He just picked up the spoon and took a bite while holding his breath, but his face suddenly changed in the next second. He pushed away the chair, covered his mouth, and rushed to the toilet.

Mama Liu reacted slowly as she got older, and she didn't even see what was going on, so the man opposite immediately followed her.

When I went to the bathroom, I saw that the man was vomiting like something, and the loud sounds startled Mama Liu, but the man was still calm, squatting down and patting the child's back while saying, "Take that bowl of pig's brains out." Don't buy it in the future."

"I know." Liu Ma nodded again and again, seeing people vomit like that, how dare she serve it on the table again?

Here, Bai Jinnong kept holding back against the toilet, blushing, vomiting until his stomach acid came out, and finally sat on the ground like a collapse, was picked up by the man's big hand, and the warm palm was pressed against his stomach: " What's the matter, are you still uncomfortable?"

Bai Jinnong shook his head, still flustered with nausea, and said, "I want to drink water."

After exhaling so much, his voice became thinner and he had no strength, Huo Wenyuan looked at his lips tightly, and when he helped him out, Mama Liu had already poured hot water.

Huo Wenyuan took it and handed it to the person's lips. Bai Jinnong sat there and drank a couple of sips. He looked a little dumbfounded. He glanced at the serious man and Liu Ma who was trembling, and said, "I'm fine, but that thing is too fishy. Yes, I subconsciously vomited..."

The tone of the speech was rather embarrassing, so Mama Liu hurriedly said: "My little ancestor, everyone has something that everyone is not used to eating, so don't force yourself to eat it if you don't want to eat it in the future."

After sitting for a while, Bai Jinnong regained his energy, looked at the man's face and said, "Didn't you say you need to improve your brain? I think I'm a bit stupid, and I really need to improve."

This was an interesting remark, and immediately amused people, Liu Ma said with a smile: "If you are stupid, there will be no smart children in the world!"

After some joking, the tense atmosphere was gone, but the man didn't say much from the beginning to the end. He frowned and said, "Eat something else, don't be hungry at night."

Bai Jinnong actually wanted to say that he didn't really want to eat anymore, but seeing the man's face was calm, he took a few bites with his chopsticks.

When he was about to eat again, the man stopped him: "Don't eat if you don't want to eat, go up and sleep for a while."

He patted his head like a mature parent, but didn't look into his eyes. Bai Jinnong felt that the man might be thinking about something, so he obediently went up without asking anything.

But after a while, he couldn't help but ran out of the bedroom, and when he reached the door of the study, he knocked on the door: "Uncle Huo, are you there?"

Normally, you don't knock on the door, but knocking on the door at this time will make people look at you.

Huo Wenyuan rubbed the space between his eyebrows and said, "Come in."

After finishing speaking, the child ran in alive and kicking, and his face returned to normal. Huo Wenyuan looked at him: "What's the matter?"

"It's okay, come in and look for a book."

A total of two sentences were said, and they contradicted each other.

Huo Wenyuan pressed his temples, his usual gentleness receded, but it was unexpectedly cold today: "Go out after you've finished your search, I want to work."

Bai Jinnong pursed his lips and ignored him, turned around and ran to the bookshelf. He didn't stop at the middle school student's reading materials, but turned around next to the bookshelf that men often read, opened it to look at it and put it back. don't go.

Huo Wenyuan listened to the sound of him turning the pages of the book, his mind was in a mess and he couldn't think of anything, so he turned his head and stood up and walked behind the person: "What are you looking for?"

The young man turned his head and smiled mischievously: "I'm looking for your notes, I thought about it, Uncle Huo, didn't you say that you want to study the structure of other people's writing, I think Uncle Huo's handwriting must be very beautiful!"

Huo Wenyuan was taken aback, probably didn't guess that this was what the other party was looking for, and said helplessly, "There is no handwriting of mine here, and I haven't written for a long time."

This is a fact. After work, most of the project contract content is basically typed out by computer. The only thing that is handwritten is to write my name when signing.

But Bai Jinnong didn't give up, he didn't know where his confidence came from: "I think so."

Ignoring him after finishing speaking, he turned his head and flipped through the book. Behind him, Huo Wenyuan didn't know what to say. He stared at that youthful face, the corners of his eyes were full of anger, and his heart began to beat strangely again. .

This is totally abnormal.

Realizing that his emotions were wrong, Huo Wenyuan could only temporarily compromise: "You go out first, and I'll give it to you after I finish writing." Now, he needs to be alone.

"Really?" Bai Jinnong turned his head instantly, staring at the man with a sparkling expression, as if he didn't believe it.

The man said in a deep voice, "Really, so you go out first."

"Okay, okay, go out as soon as you go out, really stingy." He complained as he walked, as if he didn't care that the other party could hear him, he looked like a spoiled child.

As soon as they left, Huo Wenyuan was still standing there to calm his unsteady heartbeat.Different from the indifferent eyes just now, suspicion, denial and forbearance appeared on the man's face.

As a mature adult, Huo Wenyuan naturally knew what the agitation in his heart might be, but he didn't dare to think deeply about it.

He thought, probably because he had been alone for a long time, a lively person suddenly relied on him so much and clinged to him, causing his senses to have an illusion.

Other than that, there is no other reason.

There can be no other reason.

For the next few days, Bai Jinnong tried his best to keep up with the teacher's schedule in class. He had no problem with English at all, and he could just memorize the other liberal arts subjects, that is, mathematics and Chinese, which required a lot of effort.

Sometimes in math class, Bai Jinnong couldn't keep up with his thoughts, so he could only ask Lu Yuan with the cheek after class.

The head teacher, Lu Yuan, was the most surprised by his changes in the past few days, and asked him why he suddenly wanted to improve, but the child replied: "Isn't it right to study hard?"

Lu Yuan who couldn't answer: "..."

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