The chicken soup in Xu Sheng's mouth almost spewed out, and he had the identity of Shao Zhan, and just after a day, he ushered in a huge test in his life.
Someone wants to find him for tutoring.
Xu Sheng couldn't recover for a long time.
He is a pure scumbag, and if he pushes it forward for three or four months, his average score in each subject is only 30 or so. Usually, only Shao Zhan helps him make up the class. Where can he get him to make up for others
Just like him, he still teaches others? It's better to let the younger cousin who can take the top 50 exams to teach him.
If you want to teach the exam how to count down, how to get rid of the questions, how to spend the boring exam time, and make the most of the 120 minutes of entertainment—Xu Sheng can still give everything to teach this little cousin to take the English test You can switch to the radio station, FM101.7 channel can listen to songs, FM107.2 can listen to stories, if you still feel that it is not exciting enough, some emotional mediation channels can also broaden your horizons, allowing you to find your belongings in the boring English listening time. own piece of the world.
Xu Sheng calmly put down the bowl, put his fingers on the wall of the bowl, and took a long time to move away: "Aunt, I..." I'm not very good at it.
Aunt Shao Zhan is really worried about her son's grades. In fact, her family's Pengyu's grades have never been very good. She was able to take the first place in the exam, and she is still in the top 50. It all depends on Shao Zhan's classes and the lessons left for them. The material review book, now her grades are declining, and she has not been able to sleep for several nights: "You also know the conditions of our family, the burden of asking a tutor is too heavy."
Xu Sheng: "…"
Xu Sheng couldn't say the last half of the sentence "not very good".
Aunt Shao Zhan sighed softly, "It's rare for you to come here. Can you spare an afternoon to teach Pengyu how to do it?"
Xu Sheng hid on the balcony of Shao Zhan's aunt's house and sent a message to Shao Zhan.
His thoughts are very confused now. He just typed half a line of words and looked back at his little cousin who was burying his head in the blue schoolbag on the sofa. A complete solution to the basics of junior high school: Chinese subjects", "Junior high school winter vacation homework"...
Xu Sheng saw his hair stand upright, and a kind of soul confusion of "Who am I, where am I, and what am I going to do" arises spontaneously.
Xu Sheng: Good news and bad news, which one do you want to hear first
Shao Zhan received a call from Xu Yaping just now. This time Xu Yaping didn't wait for her son to hand her the steps, so she took the initiative to hand it over: "Have you eaten yet?"
Shao Zhan: "I'm eating."
Xu Yaping was talking, and there was another cold voice on the opposite side: "Are you still doing anything?"
Xu Yaping: "..."
Shao Zhan felt that he was very calm and polite, and had no idea that Xu Yaping had slipped over a cup of coffee in the tea room.
"What's the matter, Manager Xu?" An employee asked after hanging up the phone.
"It's nothing," Xu Yaping hurriedly wiped off the coffee stains, and then asked back after a pause, "You... do your children usually get angry with you?"
"Yes, why not," the staff exchanged their parenting experience, "especially when boys are rebellious, they can't control themselves—"
In the rebellious period, "Xu Sheng" replied: What.
What good news and bad news.
Xu Sheng: The good news is that your aunt's chicken soup is delicious.
Xu Sheng: The bad news is that you are finished.
S:
S: Make it clear.
Xu Sheng: Your aunt asked me to stay and make up lessons for your little cousin. You told my mother that she wanted to come to the classmate's house, and then hurry over there.
S:…
After Xu Sheng notified Shao Zhan, he knocked on the bedroom door and pushed in, and found that Zhang Pengyu had sorted out his homework in various subjects, and was sitting upright in front of the writing desk, waiting for his cousin to make up lessons for him.
Before the start of junior high school, he spent a month with Shao Zhan, and the two didn't talk much. The cousin sat on the side, and he didn't dare to breathe. Zhang Pengyu still remembered that Shao Zhan was sitting opposite him at that time.
What he didn't tell anyone was that he had seen Shao Zhan fighting—the two schools were not far apart. Injured, with cold brows and eyes, the person who was pulled out by him slumped on the ground, and then he slowly crouched down against the light of the street lamp: "Go away."
Shao Zhan's tone of speech during the make-up class was no different from the word "roll", but the content changed to "wrong", "corrected" or "next question".
Xu Sheng has never given supplementary lessons, but he is someone who has received Shao Zhan supplementary courses. It is counted once in the monthly exam. At that time, Shao Zhan supplementary courses were inhumane. He adjusted his mood and pretended to imitate Shao Zhan. : "You put the book down first, don't rush to read it, let's talk about learning methods, this thing is very important."
He can, can hold on.
Not a big problem.
The opposite is just a junior high school student. He may not be very good at the content of high school, but is he not good at the content of junior high school
What he said back then... Zhenger Bajing was admitted to Linjiang by virtue of his own strength.
Zhang Pengyu put down the book in a daze: "Oh."
Xu Sheng leaned against the back of the chair and pointed his finger on the table. It was really like that, and he asked, "Do you know the law of depth?"
Zhang Pengyu: "I don't know, what is the law of depth?"
Xu Sheng reiterated the concept of "specializing in one subject" that Shao Zhan told him at the beginning. In fact, the concept is not important, the important thing is to delay time and show his professionalism at the same time.
This trick worked very quickly, and the little cousin immediately threw himself into the supplementary class: "I understand, then let's start with one subject, which one should we study?"
Xu Sheng thought about where his "talent points" are now, and said cautiously: "Mathematics."
The way he imitated Shao Zhan was actually nothing like that. His feet were on the edge of the chair, his long legs were bent, and he held the black pen between his fingers in an unusually sloppy manner.
"But I did the worst in the chemistry test this time," Zhang Pengyu felt that today's cousin was unusually kind. He scratched his head and said, "I want to supplement chemistry."
The situation was beyond his grasp, and a crack appeared on Xu Sheng's calm face.
"Can't you make up the chemistry first?"
Xu Sheng, who won 40 points in the chemistry test not long ago, gritted his teeth: "… Yes."
Xu Sheng studied hard for a period of time before the high school entrance examination. Although it was a bit abandoned for more than a year, the questions in junior high school could not be understood at all. It was just that he had not touched it for too long, and his memory was inevitably blurred.
He scanned the textbook roughly, recalled some, and lectured on the topic while recalling.
One dares to speak and the other dares to listen.
The first question my cousin wanted to hear was an experimental question.
The moment Xu Sheng saw the title, the thought that came to his mind was the same as that of his cousin: how to write this question.
He read the question several times, searched for knowledge points from memory, and first dismantled the conditions of the question: "The elements that make up matter can be divided into two categories, metal elements and non-metal elements."
After Xu Sheng finished speaking with his incomplete memory, he flipped through the textbook in his hand, and then caught a glimpse of the textbook that said "The elements that make up matter can be divided into three categories."
"… "
Shit, three categories
So Xu Sheng could only stop halfway through the topic, and temporarily reverse the knowledge point: "What I said just now is wrong."
The younger cousin kept the two elements in mind, and when he heard this, he raised his head: "Ah?"
Xu Sheng: "I wanted to test you, but you didn't correct my mistake, which means you haven't completely memorized this knowledge point. It's not two types of elements, but three types, and one type of rare gas elements."
Xu Sheng: "Learning can not only be passive acceptance, but also learn to think."
Not afraid of learning scum without culture.
I am afraid that the scumbag will have momentum.
Xu Sheng's topic has a very obvious style, that is, the logic is very confusing. After all, it is very likely that he is talking, and many knowledge points are only remembered halfway: "So this problem is solved like this, can you understand it?"
My cousin answered honestly, "No, I don't quite understand."
Compared with lecturing, Xu Sheng is better at confusing other people's reason. He still has one leg bent and his wrist is not working hard.
The cousin was a little ashamed by what he said.
He secretly said in his heart that his cousin was really strong.
He could still understand when his cousin gave him a topic before, but he didn't expect it to have risen to this level now!
Little cousin: "Then... what should I do?"
"Practice brings true knowledge." Xu Sheng picked out a blank page of the unit simulation paper from the chemistry practice book on the table, pushed it against the table, released his hand, and the black water pen hooked between his fingers fell. , "Wrote this test paper."
Xu Sheng directly threw the test paper and dragged the time.
Xu Sheng slid open the phone with one hand and hid the phone below to type.
-Arrived or not.
- I'm going to reveal my stuff if I continue teaching.
Shao Zhan got off the bus and walked into the subway station.
- One hour left.
-…
- Boyfriend, hold on for a while.
Xu Sheng felt that the sky was dark.
- Your boyfriend may be overwhelmed.
In an hour, the little cousin spent more than half an hour writing the chemistry simulation volume.
In the middle of writing the question, Xu Sheng remembered that he did not pass the chemistry test this time: "How much did you test this time?"
Cousin: "One hundred percent of the test, 70 points."
This is not a good test, at least a pass.
Cousin: "I usually get 80 points in the test."
All right.
Xu Sheng set the phone to mute on the side, and then played two games secretly.
The experience of being a private tutor is very novel. After all, this is the first time I have given so many knowledge points seriously. When my little cousin put down his pen and said to him, "It's finished", Xu Sheng thought about it. Confidence in accepting the fruits of labor…
Xu Sheng: "Bring it over when you're done writing it, and I'll approve it for you."
People often have a mentality that they must see the rewards for their labor. Driven by this mentality, Xu Sheng has a little expectation for the test paper in his hand.
Xu Sheng began to revise the paper against a separate answer book.
The first question...wrong.
The second question... is also wrong.
After the whole set of test papers was approved, Xu Sheng drew "X" more times than he ticked.
When finally calculating the total score, Xu Sheng did not want to believe that this little cousin achieved an amazing achievement in the half hour he gave him tutoring - his cousin's chemistry grades declined rapidly. If converted into a graph, then It is a very visually impactful jumping career curve.
Candidate's name: Zhang Pengyu.
Candidate score: 48 points.
"… "
Countless question marks appeared in front of Xu Sheng's eyes, and at the same time a sentence surrounded Xu Sheng's ears. This sentence was exactly what his cousin said before:
"I didn't do well in the test this time, I only got 70 points. I can usually get 80 points in the test."
At the same time, the phone vibrated twice.
S: I'm here.