Sick Beauty Gives Up Struggle [Rebirth]

It took Li Rong about a week to arrange the things in the box one after another.

After all the dormitories were filled, he realized that his former home was still very big and comfortable to live in.

Thinking about it, Li Rong felt a little disappointed.

It was clearly past midsummer when the accident happened, and the night was getting cooler and cooler, but he couldn't fall asleep under the cover of tossing and turning. He somehow felt that the room was hot and dry, so he got out of bed before falling asleep, opened the window, and covered it with curtains.

In fact, because he has a very close relationship with his parents, he doesn't really care about privacy issues. Most of the time, the door of his room is ajar, because Gu Nong likes to bake desserts at night, and he is afraid that if he can't smell the fragrance, he won't be able to catch up with the first one. pot.

But that night, he couldn't remember who closed the door for him.

Fortunately, his family is big, fortunately, the door of his room is closed tightly, fortunately, he draws the curtains but opens the window when he sleeps.

So he survived, and his life must have meant something.

The fact that Li Rong moved back to the dormitory caused a lot of commotion in A.

After such a long time, the heat has slowly dissipated. Most people are curious about him, and this curiosity is mixed with some unspeakable mentality of watching the excitement.

Students in the third year of high school are especially stressed, and their lives are boring. They urgently need some external stimulation to break the dull life of Gujing and wake up the vitality that should belong to this age.

The senior year dormitory was on several separate floors, and the news spread quickly. They almost regarded Li Rong's dormitory as a tourist attraction, as if they didn't deserve to live in the dormitory without pretending to pass by and take a photo.

"That... Li Rong from the experimental class of the third year of high school moved to the dormitory, and the whole family moved here."

"Huh? What about his house?"

"I have no home, so I can only live in a dormitory. It's so miserable. I heard that he lived in a mansion before."

"Oh really, don't look at him pretending to be indifferent, he must be very sad."

"The dormitory is just enough to live in until graduation. After graduation, all the things have to be moved out."

"Let's go and have a look."

"Be more careful, we will just pass by."

……

After a few days of observation, Li Rong found that there were probably three types of people staying in the accommodation.

One type is specially recruited or transferred from another city, and their family is originally out of town, and they can only go back once every six months.

The second category is good students who plan to go to a good school and need to be in a learning atmosphere 24 hours a day.

The last category is those who want to be free from the control of their parents, and come to the dormitory in the name of studying to dawdle.

Li Rong checked the remaining money on his body, although he had tried his best to save it, but the days of only going out but not getting in were still stretched.

His current principal is not enough to invest in those real estates that are destined to appreciate in value, the soaring stock fund Bitcoin, and the rising industries that stand on the cusp of the wind.

As for the biochemical knowledge and new drug compounds that he knows more than people six years ago, it is even more inappropriate to talk about it now. He cannot let countless people who are fighting for science lose the honor that should belong to them for his own self-interest.

But he had to find a way to get some pocket money.

Since these people like to pass by the door of his dormitory, it is useless.

So Li Rong asked the supervisor for a huge piece of white paper, picked up a blackboard pen and wrote on it——

[Questions and answers for each subject in the third year of senior high school, summative surprise make-up lessons, [-] a time (market price [-]), there is an excellent student in this department, Cen Wei, who jumped from the bottom of the school to the [-]th grade. . 】

After finishing writing, he looked at it carefully, and posted it on his door with peace of mind.

Onlookers: "..."

Immediately someone secretly took a video and spread it to all class groups in A.

"Is Li Rong insane, holding a make-up class in the dormitory?"

"Hahaha, let me say that he is poor and crazy. Last time he sent it to the experimental class. Do you think anyone cares about him?"

"Um……"

"Cen Wei seems to have really jumped from the bottom of the grade to the tenth. I heard from his class that I made up for one night."

"Li Rong himself also took the first place in the exam, first in the city's joint exam."

"Generally, if you find a supplementary teacher of this level outside the school, you may not be able to get one thousand."

"Shouldn't Li Rong be ashamed? If you still have the mood to do this kind of thing, it's impossible to put your heart into it."

"Isn't there really a fool to spend this money? Don't make me die laughing."

"How is it possible, everyone is just watching a joke."

……

After school in the evening, Li Rong went to the student supermarket to buy some mineral water and potato chips.

He carried his things and slowly returned to the dormitory, just about to take out the key to open the door.

In the dormitory opposite, a boy approached with his head poking his tail. The boy was wearing thick glasses, with an uneven cropped head, and a gray turtleneck sweater. He was very thin, but he didn't have any muscles.

He first looked left and right, saw that no one was paying attention, and then boldly spoke to Li Rong: "You...are you serious about what you posted on your door? Can you really speak well?"

Li Rong looked at him for a moment, then unscrewed the door casually, handed the plastic bag to his left hand, and chuckled lightly: "Ah, really, this is not the first time I have given a lecture."

But in the past, he always lectured to the students of University A, and the content of the lectures was more profound.

The boy took it for granted that he was talking about Cen Wei's time, so he pursed his lips nervously: "My name is Liu Mingxiu, and I'm in Class Seven. I met you in the corridor before and saw you on the podium. My grades are stuck outside the key line, no matter how hard I try, I'm in a hurry, I don't want to improve as fast as Cen Wei, as long as I can get into a key university."

Li Rong understood, turned on the light casually, put the potato chips and mineral water on the table, and said softly: "I don't know you very well either, you can show me the exam papers and homework, or you can have some questions. Come and ask me, or you need me to summarize the key points and knowledge of which subject, that's fine."

Liu Mingxiu looked at Li Rong's back, he didn't know why, Mingming Li Rong was as big as him, but he just felt that Li Rong had a trustworthy temperament.

Not long after, someone came and knocked on the door secretly.

"Is Li Rong here? Is the sticker on your door real or fake?"

Liu Mingxiu turned his head slightly, took a step back quickly, made room for someone who came, and forced a smile: "Brother, you too?"

The other party said awkwardly: "Aha, let me see it too, just out of curiosity."

Liu Mingxiu scratched his head, and said in a low voice, "I remember your name is Xu Song, right? Our grades are similar, and we often see each other in grade rankings."

Xu Songqiang laughed twice: "Hahaha what a coincidence, I didn't even notice."

Li Rong unscrewed the mineral water, poured it into a thermos cup, and mixed some hot water from the water room. He blew on the hot air and took a sip slowly: "Two people, that's fine."

Xu Song insisted: "I... I haven't decided yet."

Li Rong tilted his head, frowned lightly, and asked doubtfully: "Then do you want to go out?"

Xu Song: "..."

Competitors have come to make up lessons, how can he do it without making up!

Don't look at the group saying whoever makes up who is a fool, but he understands that if he can jump to the top ten in the grade after completing the make-up, there will be a bunch of people kneeling and begging Li Rong to make up the class.

Li Rong put down his water glass, licked the water from his lips, and casually fiddled with his hair, which covered his eyes, and said to himself: "It seems that my grades are still a little convincing."

He posted that notice because he really wanted to earn some living expenses, and because he felt that the people who walked around his door to watch the excitement were annoying, so he wanted to annoy them away.

It was just right for two people who came to him for counseling, and the dormitory would be comfortable and relaxing, he thought.

However, half an hour later, Li Rong looked at the dozen or so people who crowded his dormitory, and fell into deep thought.

These ten or so people were also very embarrassed. They all thought that they were the only one who had the guts to pick up the leak, but they didn't expect everyone to hit the brain circuit together.

The scene fell into a stalemate for a while, but no one took the initiative to say that they would quit.

Li Rong stood far away, opened his coat, and leaned lazily on the windowsill. He looked around at the people in the room, and couldn't help asking seriously: "Don't you guys hate me?"

Everyone immediately began to express their opinions in a hurry——

"I didn't say I hate it, I haven't even spoken in the class group."

"Those messy things have nothing to do with my family, can I hate them..."

"Anyway, I didn't say anything bad about you."

"I didn't say it either."

"I can't learn enough from studying every day, how can I have time to pay attention to what I have and what I don't have?"

……

With a smile on his face, Li Rong lowered his head, slightly raised his eyebrows, and said cheerfully: "That's it."

Cen Wei only joined the official class group created by Yang Fenfang, not the private chat group created by the whole class.

He didn't know about Li Rong's cram school in the dormitory in full swing until several days later, and he found it in the school forum simply and boringly.

Someone in the forum posted a promotional paper that Li Rong had removed long ago, followed by a question——

[At the beginning, it was said that whoever pays someone's IQ tax is a fool, how did I hear that there are more than a dozen fools? 】

"Is someone referring to the one in the experimental class? I've also heard that there seems to be no room in the dormitory, and they moved to the pantry."

"No way, are there really so many idiots? Who was the one with the highest average IQ among my A?"

"Please, being able to take exams doesn't mean being able to teach lectures. I think everyone understands this truth."

"But to be honest, what people say is really good."

"I proved, really, it works."

"Although I don't want to admit it, 200 yuan is really cost-effective. He is like a teacher."

"It's still very...gentle, completely different from the indifference and impersonality of the past."

"The rumors are outrageous, someone is really good."

Cen Wei finished reading the post with a frown, and went back to read Li Rong's elegant and elegant slogan.

He buckled down the phone, turned his face to stare at Li Rong, and repeated slowly: "This sect, an excellent student?"

Li Rong was preparing a lesson, and just finished writing a chemical formula, when he heard Cen Xiao's words, his pen paused.

Li Rong leaned on his chin with one hand, his eyelids twitched, then he turned his face slightly and raised his eyes: "What did you say?"

Cen Ling smiled, "Since when did I become your disciple?"

Li Rong secretly thought something was wrong, he just wrote it casually, and didn't expect it to be passed on to Cen Wei.

But it's strange why this person is focusing on the key points, shouldn't he emphasize that this result was taken by himself?

Li Rong sat up straight, moved closer to Cen Wei, bent his eyes and smiled innocently, and secretly changed the subject: "Cen Wei, are you thirsty? Let me buy you a drink. What would you like to drink? Milk tea, carbonated, Or juice?"

Knowing that he was changing the subject, Cen Ling was silent for a few seconds, and said lightly, "Milk tea."

"You still drink this." Li Rong muttered in a low voice, then took out 100 yuan from his pocket, pushed it in front of Cen Wei, raised his chin to signal Jian Fu who was playing games with his head down, "Then let Jian Fu go Buy four glasses, I want crystal grapes."

Cen Ling narrowed his eyes and said displeasedly: "Didn't you invite me to drink? I thought it was only mine."

Li Rong rolled his eyes, put his finger on Cen Xiao's shoulder, patted it lightly, and said ambiguously: "Then... I'll drink this cup for you too."