My daughter-in-law, Teacher Qin

With his arm around his pile of "sticks", Ji Cheng entered through the front door of the classroom.

The girl in the front row who was yin and yang and Qin Shu was so talkative turned her back to him.

Ji Cheng stared at Qin Shu's ugly face and walked in step by step.

I only heard the girl who didn't know what to do.

"I've said it before, you don't have any talent, how could that kind of thing exist, you have to work hard, okay?

Your English score is so good, the reason why you suddenly failed the test this time is that you don’t know why, right?

It's not because your talent is always on your laurels, now it's my turn to get better luck. "

Qin Shu looked at her whether he wanted to cry or whether he was smiling, and just about to explain something, his throat was blocked by her preemptive words.

"Oh, it's mainly because I work harder. How much do you study at home at night? I don't go to bed until two o'clock every day."

The pampered tone is full of contempt for a talented player like Qin Shuhao, and blindly feeling good about himself.

Qin Shuhao, who didn't know how to explain, looked up at Ji Cheng who had already walked in front of their table.

Listening to his deep, lifeless tone, he said: "You want to stay up late and study until six o'clock and no one will care about you. Don't you know what sudden death is?"

The back of the girl who was talking to Qin Shuhao with her toes just now froze, and then she turned her head with dilated pupils.

After seeing Ji Cheng's cold face, he turned back wretchedly, without saying a word.

Ji Cheng didn't expect to stop here, he walked into Qin Shuhao and put all the snacks in his hand on his table.

Sitting in his seat, he stared at the girl in front of him with his back turned to him.

"If you can't see others learning, you think you are the only one working hard. You are blind."

"..."

It was the end of get out of class time, and Qin Shuhao and his classmates all sat in their seats to rest, and Ji Cheng's voice was very penetrating.

At least the students in the front and back rows heard Ji Cheng insult the proud girls in the class, and those who were hurt by her inadvertently couldn't help laughing out loud, while others pretended not to hear and snickered.

The atmosphere was so awkward, Qin Shuhao grabbed the snacks on his table and stuffed them into Ji Cheng's table hole, and exchanged glances with him while bending over to stuff things.

When his head was about to get between Ji Cheng's waist and the hole in the table, he whispered, "Don't say that about her."

Ji Cheng silently lowered his head and raised his eyebrows fiercely at the idiot who was about to lie on his lap, and took out a biscuit from the hole in the table with one hand.

Qin Shuhao just sat up straight with the support of the table, when Ji Cheng stuffed a biscuit into his mouth.

He faced Ji Cheng, his cheeks bulging, "She is... a girl." Qin Shuhao said the second half of the sentence in a very low voice.

Ji Cheng glanced nonchalantly at the girl at the table in front of him, and finally stretched out his arm to put Qin Shuhao's shoulders around him, and passed the words to others.

"The brain is sick."

The classmates around them all knew who Ji Cheng was talking about, and the girl in front of her was conceited and knew that she provoked someone she couldn't afford.

Right now, he sat obediently in his own seat, looking forward to class as soon as possible in his heart.

"Are all those foods bought for me?" Qin Shuhao looked at Ji Cheng with bright eyes.

Ji Cheng's nose could smell the biscuits that Qin Shuhao ate just now. The fresh and sweet green lemon sandwich made him want to taste it too.

"You study for too long, and I will use it as a reserve energy for you."

His eyes were sly, and after speaking, he put his arm around Qin Shuhao's shoulder and approached him.

"Are these enough for my tuition for Teacher Qin?"

Qin Shuhao, who was being hugged, wanted to blush again, he quickly pushed Ji Cheng's chest away with one hand, his eyes and the corners of his mouth felt a little uncomfortable.

"No, no need, I am you, you are at the same table, I should help you study."

Don't mention the official tone, after Qin Shuhao finished speaking, he had to look around to check whether his words were heard by others.

Ji Cheng, who put one hand on the window sill, looked at Qin Shu who was "falsifying" and sneered, that's not what he should do, you are mine.

……

Qin Shuhao took Cheng Cheng to school for two weeks. He was surprised to find that Ji Cheng's scientific thinking was very good. As long as he explained the formulas and principles thoroughly, Ji Cheng could easily come up with the answer.

Qin Shuhao still needs to help him slowly guide the steps, but Ji Cheng has already mastered the core of knowledge.

It was just that Ji Cheng's liberal arts did not give him face. Although they were science students, the two main subjects, English and Chinese, accounted for a large part of the scores in the college entrance examination.

Ji Cheng can still be regarded as somewhat patient with Chinese, at least his handwriting is excellent, vigorous and powerful, and his words are like his own.

But Qin Shuhao's best English is as difficult as climbing the sky for Ji Cheng.

Qin Shuhao made an English learning plan for him, setting the progress and goals lower and lower.

In the end, it was agreed that in this monthly exam, Ji Cheng must score above 50 in English.

With a full score of 150, Qin Shuhao set fifty as his limit.

Ji Cheng also made a promise to his teacher Xiao Qin with a cold face that if the English test fails to pass fifty, then the reward will be cancelled.

But, if Ji Cheng's goal is achieved, he can freely ask for the reward he wants, and Qin Shuhao absolutely cannot refuse.

The life of the second year of high school is like preparing for the war. I have been busy all day long. I can't remember anything except the pinyin equation of the words I learned today when I recollect it at night.

After Ji Cheng made a promise to Qin Shuhao, he never messed around with Fang Zhong and the others, and stayed at home reciting vocabulary all day long after school.

Although Qin Shuhao only assigned him ten words and three phrases every day, Ji Cheng sat at his desk and stared at the evil foreign symbols to exhaust [-]% of his endurance.

This was going to be even harder than he had to put up with his dad.

However, Qin Shuhao's supervision of Ji Cheng was very effective. Except for English, Ji Cheng was basically able to follow the pace of the classroom in the other five subjects.

This day was already the last class in the morning, Qin Shuhao dragged Ji Cheng to recite ancient poems for a long time before class started, and he prepared this class for Ji Cheng to answer questions.

He has seen Ji Cheng's serious study in the past month, and it is time for his family, Ji Cheng, to change everyone's stereotyped views of him in front of teachers and classmates.

At present, Qin Shuhao did not tell Ji Cheng his thoughts.

So much so that when the Chinese teacher wanted to ask his classmates to ask questions in class, Qin Shuhao sneakily raised his hand below to indicate that he wanted to answer, and Ji Cheng's first reaction was surprise.

Not only Ji Cheng was surprised, but the people sitting behind them were also surprised.

Seeing Ji Cheng's protruding hand, the Chinese teacher subconsciously thought that the poor student was making trouble.

But looking at his deskmate at the side who was still talking to him, Ji Cheng didn't let go of his hand, so the Chinese teacher was a little tempted.

Under the podium, the persistent Qin Shuhao hid his hands under the table and raised Ji Cheng's hand high.

And winked at Ji Cheng with a funny face, "You know this question, trust me, let the teacher see you raising your hand!"

Ji Cheng originally wanted to hold Qin Shuhao's wrist, but seeing that he wanted to answer questions by himself so much, he simply granted his little wish.

Thinking about it, Ji Cheng lowered his head and smiled wryly, when did he become so talkative.

The Chinese teacher on the podium looked at Ji Cheng's abrupt hand, and finally decided to call him once.

There was a little smile on the serious face, and the corners of the eyes were wrinkled, "Is it because I am dazzled, I actually saw Ji Cheng in our class raised his hand, okay, then let me ask Ji Cheng."

Qin Shu at the bottom was even more excited, he let go of Ji Cheng's arm and pounded his forearm, whispering.

"Quickly, stand up, the teacher is calling you!"

Ji Cheng stood up under the eyes of many people in the class. His cold eyes swept over, and he could still see a little bit of playfulness among those people.

Everyone will always look at him with original colored glasses for sudden changes in a person.

The Chinese teacher was holding a book on it, watching Ji Cheng standing facing her.

"Come and explain to us all what the word Suxingyemeni means."

Qin Shuhao sat down and answered the answer to the question in his mind, then put his head on the table and looked up at Ji Cheng.

With a smile on his face, he knew that Ji Cheng would explain this.

Sure enough, Ji Cheng pulled his thin lips lightly, and said word by word, "Sleep early and sleep at night, wake up early and go to bed late, describe hard work."

The answer blurted out, and there was a moment of silence in the class, followed by a quiet discussion.

The Chinese teacher was a little surprised by his answer, and then smiled and asked him to sit down.

Holding the textbook and looking at it, she looked up and smiled at the children she had taught for two years.

"Very good. People say that a prodigal son will not change his money if he returns. I hope that the children in our class can also have this spirit. As long as the day of the college entrance examination has not come, you will not be finished studying now..."

Qin Shu laughed and joked with Ji Cheng below, "The Chinese teacher is praising you."

Ji Cheng stretched out a hand from under the table, and accurately grasped Qin Shuhao's hand on his lap.

Holding on to the little paw, he also lowered his voice to talk to him.

"It's not gold that turns the prodigal son back, but you little idiot."

In the hands of three seconds, Ji Cheng held the little paw in his hand that was struggling to break free and put it in the hole of his table to play with.

The master who was caught was confused and attended the class because of a stupid sentence.

Three days later, the exam at the end of November came as scheduled, and the report card came out on the day of the first snow.

Qin Shuhao saw the narrow line on the last part of the second page in the office, and ran back from the office to Class Six excitedly.

With a smile on his face, Qin Shuhao ran past the snow-covered window and slipped into the class. Everyone was sitting on the third floor and the third floor around the monitor to check their grades.

Qin Shuhao, like a messenger who sent goose feathers thousands of miles away, sat on his seat and patted the sleeping Ji Cheng.

"Ji Cheng, Ji Cheng!"