Although the landlord didn't ask him about work, Xu Ran already had his own plans.
He has studied well since he was a child, and he can remember the knowledge of high school and university at a glance. When I was in college, I worked as a tutor for two years for credits, and the results were not bad. The only problem was that there were no students he was familiar with in City C.
The biggest advantage of modern chat software is that it will keep group chats that have been shelved for many years. Xu Ran clicked on the university tutoring group, and unexpectedly found that there were still people talking and chatting in it.
The members of the group change every two or three years, and now they are no longer the familiar friends of Xu Ran back then. The latest update in the group file was in December last year. After looking through it, there was no useful information.
Xu Ran asked in the group: Does anyone need a tutor in City C? From middle school to college.
The sudden bubble directly led to a long silence. He waited for a while and didn't get a response, so he put away his phone. There is nothing to be discouraged, changing jobs is not a simple matter.
The pace of life in a small southern city is slow. The old lady of the landlady basks in the sun in the garden every day when she is full and has nothing to do, or plays with flowers and plants that never grow well. Xu Ran helped her clean up the weeds in the corner, then sat in front of the computer and looked at the recruitment website.
There is a feeling of going back to when I graduated from college, when I was sitting in front of the computer like this, looking aimlessly. It's just that back then he was still worried that he might run out of ways with He Cheng, and went around a lot, but he didn't expect that he still didn't keep anything after all.
The information is too complicated, but there are not many part-time jobs that can be done less. There are quite a few websites recruiting programmers, but it is a pity that Xu Ran did not study this major, and his level is still not up to the mark.
He took out his phone again, scrolled through the messages in the group, turned back, and found that someone actually replied to him.
"City C is in the city or in the suburbs, is there any requirement for the specific location?"
Xu Ran was stunned for a long time before he clicked on that person's information and saw that he was still a classmate of his class.
After looking at that name for a long time, I couldn't remember what he looked like, so Xu Ran could only poke him: Hello, do you need a tutor here
There was a quick reply: Xu Ran? I know you, you don't have to be so polite.
The four words "sorry" that Xu Ran just typed out were abruptly deleted and changed to: in city C.
He erased the street number of his address and sent it to him. Unexpectedly, the person immediately asked: "Where's the specific address?" Are your legs still comfortable
Now Xu Ran remembered who this man named Liu Ming was. This is the deputy secretary of their tutoring team back then. There is no major problem, but a pair of straight-talking and irritating words.
Not feeling offended, Xu Ran said: Now I am on crutches, as long as the students don't mind.
Liu Ming threw over an address, which was four stations away from him.
— This child is a sophomore in high school, and he was divided into liberal arts and science last fall. Now he is studying literature, but he wants to switch to science. I remember that you are quite strong in mathematics, physics and chemistry. If your previous skills have not regressed, you can think about it.
Below is the brief information on the child. The child's name is Dong Ziqi, and he is Liu Ming's nephew.
Liu Ming's efficiency in handling affairs was as sharp as his tongue, and he had already connected the two parties properly within an hour. Tomorrow Xu Ran will go to Dong's house to check on the child's condition, and if it is suitable, then it will be decided.
Xu Ran was afraid that they would decide too casually, but he didn't expect Liu Ming to say: "His parents are both worried about his academic performance. If you can really teach well, as long as it is worth the tutoring fees, they will follow whatever you say."
After a while he said again: And I remember that when a group of tutors went to be tutors back then, you were the only one who wrote summary notes every time. Even if it's for the credits, you really thought about it seriously for the students back then.
Seeing these two passages, Xu Ran suddenly felt a little emotional.
It turns out that all the hard work you have put in, even if you thought it was too stupid at the time, there will always be someone who will see it and remember it for you.
The last words left by Liu Ming that day were: That child is a bit special, I need to trouble you to take care of it.
The magnificent single-family villas are the surrounding landmarks. When Xu Ran arrived, Dong Ziqi was having a fight with his parents.
"I don't want a tutor!" The boy screamed with strong resistance and coquetry, "I don't see him!"
A woman squatted there coaxing, "Qiqi, good boy, this is the teacher uncle found for you. Don't you like uncle the most? Listen to him, okay?"
Xu Ran frowned deeply, as if coaxing a three-year-old child. Resisting tutoring, rich family background, pampered... Such children will not be easy to raise.
But he still pressed the doorbell and didn't leave because he saw Dong Ziqi's state.
The sixteen-year-old boy had an immature baby face, pale skin, sitting in a wheelchair, and his trousers below his knees were empty.
The woman came to open the door for him and said with a wry smile, "You must be Mr. Xu."
Xu Ran nodded without expressing too much. He noticed that Dong Ziqi was looking at him with hesitation in his eyes.
Leaning on crutches, he walked carefully on a gravel road and came to Dong Ziqi.
"Hello, I'm your tutor, Xu Ran."
He held out his hand to Dong Ziqi. Perhaps his appearance was too unexpected, Dong Ziqi hesitated for a moment, then reached out and shook his hand.
Xu Ran looked at him and asked calmly, "You don't want a tutor?"
Only then did Dong Ziqi come to his senses, wrinkled his face and backed the wheelchair, "Get out!"
Xu Ran ignored his dismissal order at all, and asked self-consciously, "I've seen your midterm grades, and your math scores are not satisfactory, why do you want to study?"
Dong Ziqi turned blue with anger, grabbed the teacup in hand and threw it at Xu Ran.
The teacup fell on the lawn, leaving a patch of damp warmth on Xu Ran's clothes.
The woman was shocked, and hurried to get a towel, but Xu Ran was unmoved, just stood there quietly, looking at Dong Ziqi.
"Did someone bully you in class?"
Dong Ziqi's expression changed, and he suddenly turned the direction of the wheelchair, wanting to go home.
Xu Ran said to him from behind, "You don't have to run so fast, I can't catch up with you."
He looked down at his legs. It felt strange to stand on the high-grade lawn. The soles of his feet were soft, as if he would fall if he didn't pay attention.
Dong Ziqi walked a few meters away, suddenly stopped, and turned around to ask, "Why are you limping?"
"This?" Xu Ran shook his crutches, "I was beaten by bad guys. I have been limping for ten years."
Dong Ziqi looked complicated, lowered his head and tugged at his trousers, and said softly, "I'm only four years old."
"I was two years older than you when I got hurt."
Dong Ziqi grinned unnaturally, and whispered, "Idiot."
Xu Ran walked to the tea table and sat down, weighing his crutches, "I also just started using crutches recently."
"Why?" Dong Ziqi moved towards him bit by bit.
Xu Ran thought for a while, "Because the bad guys came to bully me again."
"Did you call the police?" Dong Ziqi frowned.
Xu Ran shook his head, "No. I ran away."
"...will you get better?"
Xu Ran smiled and patted Dong Ziqi's head, "Probably not."
Dong Ziqi wrinkled his face, as if thinking about the possibility that he was lying.
Finally, he asked cautiously, "Did my uncle send you here?"
"He introduced me to work," Xu Ran said, "Before he came, he never told me about your situation."
Dong Ziqi was dubious, and the woman waiting at the side took the opportunity to invite Xu Ran into the house in the name of changing clothes.
Dong's parents are both working, Dong Ziqi is at home on vacation, and there is no one else in the whole house except for the nanny woman.
While changing clothes, the woman babbled about Dong Ziqi's condition.
"Qiqi has been in poor health since she was a child. She had an illness four years ago. After passing through the gates of hell several times, she had to amputate her limbs to save her life. He is not a bad boy, but he is a little wayward. If you don't mind, Mr. Please pay more attention to him..."
Xu Ran interrupted her politely, "What do the child's parents think of him?"
The woman smiled in embarrassment, "Qiqi is the only seedling in the family, and it's just lucky to survive."
Xu Ran sighed, "Okay, I understand."
After changing his clothes, he came to the living room. Dong Ziqi was eating biscuits. He raised his eyes and saw him coming, and pushed the biscuit box to him.
Xu Ran waved his hand and sat down opposite him.
"Do you want to study hard?"
This question was asked strangely, Dong Ziqi's face changed, he seemed to want to laugh, and he was choked by the biscuit, coughed a few times, and said angrily, "No one doesn't want to study hard."
"I'm asking you." Xu Ran said calmly, "What kind of life do you want?"
Whether it is self-pity or self-hypnosis, Dong Ziqi may not be able to imagine it, but Xu Ran has experienced all of these.
He has abused himself all these years because of a word of liking. If his leg hadn't been broken back then, it would have ended differently.
Xu Ran still remembers that although he was cowardly before the injury, he also had the same arrogance as his peers. But he fell in love with He Cheng, got hurt, had misunderstandings, made mistakes, and lost the most precious pride in his heart.
Because of low self-esteem and timidity, he lost many things. He didn't want Dong Ziqi to follow his old path.
Dong Ziqi was confused. The word "life" is still too big for him.
Xu Ran took out his report card and asked, "Do you think your grades can be improved?"
This time without hesitation, Dong Ziqi nodded.
Xu Ran smiled in his heart. This kid is much more confident than he was back then.
Xu Ran reached out to him again, "I can help you. Do you want me to help you?"
Dong Ziqi looked at him for a long time, until Xu Ran's arm was sore, he shook his hand and said, "It depends on your ability."
In the afternoon, Xu Ran briefly touched Dong Ziqi's situation, and in the evening when Dong's parents came back, they touched it a little.
Dong Ziqi kept his mouth awkward, and said to his parents, "He's okay."
Dong's parents exchanged glances. In their house, "okay" means "not bad".
So the first job was settled like this, Xu Ran was inevitably excited, but he also knew that there was a long way to go. After agreeing to formally make up lessons next week, Xu Ran left Dong's house, went to the bank to transfer the rent to the old lady, and left less than 10,000 yuan, so he booked a ticket to go home.
There is still one week before class starts, and he still has time, so go home and have a look.
Thinking of sending a message to Liu Ming, Xu Ran searched for a long time, always feeling that something was wrong.
It took him a while to realize that there was someone missing from the message list.
He Cheng finally deleted him.
After the disappointment, there was a dead silence. The little person in my heart was neither sad nor desperate, but very calm, silently accepting this reality.
If he is happy, delete it.
Anyway, sooner or later, isn't it
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