"No, no, how is it possible!" After Ji Mingyue realized it, he stuttered and quickly denied it, "I just..."
Lin Feng looked at him quietly.
... Ji Mingyue "just" couldn't come out.
I don't sympathize with you, I just like you
This is not a question of whether he dares to confess, but once he speaks out, Lin Feng will really cut off the possibility of him approaching again. He knew that Lin Feng had never been the kind of person who could enjoy the benefits with peace of mind just because others liked him. Rather, the last thing he wanted was to bear the debt of favor.
It was like this in the previous life when he refused to donate, and facing him in this life... probably the same.
"I'm not a philanthropist. Why do I have nothing to do to sympathize with you?" Ji Mingyue straightened his back and said, "...I just want to ask you to make up for me! Me, I'm sick of it. You took my money...you gotta listen to me."
He swallowed lightly, maintaining his composure: "... I know your family is short of money, I can give you money, but you must listen to me in the future, you have to teach me anytime, anywhere, I will tell you to tell me three times, you You are not allowed to say it twice and a half..."
"You can hire a tutor, the kind from a key university." Lin Feng said.
"Oh, you still don't understand what I mean!" Ji Mingyue said so that he almost believed it, "I said 'anytime, anywhere' is really 'anytime, anywhere'! If I were you, I would tell you not to go to the gym class, stay in the classroom and give me a lecture, then you have to find a way to ask for leave immediately; if I let you go to my house, you have to go back with me obediently after school... understand?"
Speaking of the latter, he deliberately raised his jaw arrogantly, thinking that he had Huang Shiren's demeanor.
Lin Feng looked at him, the initial gloom in his eyes gradually faded, and he smiled a little, and said, "Understood, are you looking for a personal book boy?"
"Ahem... that seems to be the meaning, but..." Ji Mingyue was thinking about how to raise the status of Lin Feng in the metaphor so as not to hurt his self-esteem...
Lin Feng actually smiled and said, "As expected of our eldest lady."
Ji Mingyue: "..."
Fuck it, improve your status! Fuck it, hurt your pride! Lin Feng's psychological endurance is obviously much better than Huang Shiren's!
Although the discussion about "sympathy" unexpectedly ended in Ji Mingyue's grief and indignation, but in the end, Lin Feng didn't make it clear that he wanted to be this "personal book boy". Ji Mingyue also didn't dare to ask. He managed to evade this topic, and he didn't know how much Lin Feng believed him. He was afraid that it would not end well if he got to the bottom of it again.
With great difficulty, I finished the preliminary exam at 4:00 p.m., and I left school about an hour earlier than usual, and there was no extra homework. This was considered a small holiday "gifted" by the school. As soon as Ji Ming got home, he received a text message from Huang Shuxiang.
In the text message, she said gratefully and fearfully, thanks to Ji Mingyue who sent their family members to have a physical examination, her son’s pancreatic cancer was found out. Fortunately, it was still early and could be removed by surgery.
She has been busy with her son's admission procedures and taking care of patients these days, so she can't come to cook for Ji Mingyue. When she and Ji Hong explained the situation, Ji Hong also helped them find a better doctor in the city, so she was very grateful to their father and son, and recommended her fellow countrymen in the text message. If it is a nanny who cooks, the other party will be a good candidate.
Huang Shuxiang didn't know many words, and she couldn't read all the pinyin, but she probably was afraid of disturbing Ji Mingyue's class, so she didn't know how long it took to edit such a long text message. After Ji Mingyue read it, he called her directly and went back: "Aunt Huang, you can take care of the patients with peace of mind. I won't find a new cooking nanny for the time being. When your family recovers, I will welcome you at any time." return."
"Hey, okay... Mingyue, Aunt Huang really thank you..." Huang Shuxiang's voice choked up slightly. She used to feel that Ji Mingyue was pitiful. His mother died young and his father was away all year round. , on the contrary, it is very lively and lively, and it is very painful. Up to now, her feelings towards Ji Mingyue are not only pity, but also a lot of admiration and gratitude.
"It's okay, no need...you are busy..." Ji Mingyue answered and hung up the phone, slowly leaned back, lay down on the bed, stared at the ceiling in a daze.
The house was empty, and the evening wind blew into his face through the open window. He felt very hungry, but he didn't want to get up and find something to eat. In fact, he is somewhat attached to Huang Shuxiang, her fat body, nagging, and the smell of food on her body...
Some regrets, no matter before or after rebirth, there is no way to make up for it.
He kind of misses his mother...
Ji Mingyue slept under the window in a daze all night without eating dinner. When he got up the next morning, he felt a little groggy, like a sign of a cold.
He didn't take it too seriously. After feeding the cat, he took out two bags of milk from the milk box and put them in his schoolbag. He squatted in front of the cardboard box and stroked the cat for a while, tilted his head and thought for a while, then put one of the bags of milk back, and after a while, he took it back again.
"Be prepared." He muttered softly.
When he was about to go out, he saw the text message Ji Hong sent him last night, discussing Huang Shuxiang's matter with him, and asking him what requirements he had for the new cooking nanny.
Ji Hong is a busy person, so he probably forgot if he didn't see his reply. Ji Mingyue typed his reply, saying that he didn't want a new nanny, and that Huang Shuxiang could use her when it was convenient.
Although he is still out of touch in this life, he spent so many years abroad at least in his previous life, and he can basically take care of himself. Although he often makes dark dishes when he tries to cook, he can still cook simple home-cooked dishes. Moreover, there are a large row of restaurants and restaurants on the street in front of the school, and he has a lot of pocket money, so he doesn't have to worry about starving.
Huang Shuxiang is here because he has nostalgia. If Huang Shuxiang needs to leave, he is actually more used to living alone.
The city's joint entrance examination is coming soon, and at the request of the principal, the teachers' speed of grading the papers is astonishingly fast: after the exam on Tuesday, the scores were recorded on Wednesday afternoon and Thursday, and the papers began to be distributed.
Teachers in certain subjects couldn’t help yawning when they were in class—there was no way, the leaders were too demanding, and they all took their papers home until eleven or twelve o’clock!
The first ones to come down are mathematics, physics, chemistry and other subjects that are mainly based on numbers and can be graded relatively quickly. Because there are not yet arts and sciences, there are too many exam subjects. Except for the number of languages, the full score is 150, and other subjects are calculated based on the full score of 100. of.
Ji Mingyue took more than 600 exams at the end of last semester, but none of them passed a single subject. This time, it was rare for him to succeed in a big science question, and they all struggled to pass, and Yang Chao singled him out to praise him: "I read Ji Mingyue's papers, although he chose to fill in the blanks very rarely, but the big ones The question score is very high, and the teacher of the department said that his overall thinking is correct, which is considered to be the way! Look at others... "
Ji Mingyue raised his eyebrows triumphantly at Feng Rui and the others, when he heard Yang Chao say again: "Ji Mingyue, don't be proud, keep improving, you go back and copy down all the wrong questions, treat them as big ones, and then answer them one by one. Do it again, and write the steps clearly. Don't forget, I want to check you alone!"
Feng Rui and the others erupted into gloating laughter in an instant, and Ji Ming was overwhelmed with joy and sorrow, and slumped back on the table and sighed.
He and Lin Feng had been in tacit agreement for almost two days without speaking. Facing the "task" assigned by Yang Chao, he felt embarrassed to find Lin Feng at such a time, so he had to face the test papers by himself.
Lin Feng did very well in the exams. His scores in the science subjects were either full or close to full. He also got the highest score in physics, and was praised by the physics teacher for a long time in class.
These questions may be very simple for Lin Feng, but for Ji Mingyue, who has been neglecting his studies since junior high school, those knowledge points and types of questions are all fragmented and cannot be connected together at all. Although he got some big questions right by rote memorization, he could only deal with the basic test in the first year of high school, and the question types were still relatively rigid.
Once the question type changes, it may just be a circle in the expression, or the knowledge points are scattered and crushed like choosing to fill in the blanks, his eyes will be darkened, and he basically does not know what to do.
The task assigned by Yang Chao was extremely painful for him.
Besides, his cold seems to be getting worse...
Their seats change every Monday, and this week the two of them moved to the row next to the wall. Lin Feng was sitting on the outside doing the questions. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw his new deskmate who was assigned a task. He propped his face and wrote the questions for a while with a gloomy expression on his face. Then he messed up the paper and lay down against the wall. I heard him sniffling softly...
This is... I really can't do it, so sad that I cried? !
Lin Feng stared at the topic for a long time, without thinking about it at all. He only heard Ji Mingyue next to him, who buried his face in his arms, snuffling every now and then, and then again... Later, he kept his head buried Taking out a tissue from his pocket, there was a rustling sound...
Lin Feng finally couldn't bear it anymore, stretched out his hand, and tapped on Ji Mingyue's table with his knuckles: "Ji Mingyue."
Ji Mingyue's voice was hoarse and a bit hazy: "Huh?"
"Turn around." Lin Feng even took the initiative to pull the test paper on Ji Mingyue's desk, "Why not, tell me quickly." He saw Ji Mingyue's reddened eyes, and his tone involuntarily softened. Little, "... Let me explain in advance, my speech is really not as good as the teacher's."
Ji Mingyue, holding a tissue in his hand, was about to blow his nose: ...
Lin Feng pressed his hand and blew for him: "Also, if you make up lessons, you can make up the lessons, and you don't want to give me money."
It was only at this time that Ji Mingyue realized what he meant, and his eyes lit up a little bit: Although he did not achieve his goal at all, but Lin Feng was willing to let go, it was a century of progress! ! Although I don't know why Lin Feng suddenly changed his mind... But whether to accept money or not can be worked out slowly, the most important thing now is to seize the opportunity!
He didn't care that his nose was still being pressed, and he said in a low voice, "No, no problem!"
"—Today's make-up lessons, let's go to my house after school, right?"