Yang Yin was chatting with the tutor, suddenly a person sat at the table. From the corner of her vision, she saw the man's arm on the table. He was wearing a white long-sleeved shirt, the cuffs of which were buttoned up meticulously, clean, neat, rigorous, and abstinent.
Yang Yin's heart skipped a beat, she looked up and saw Shen Zemu's face.
Shen Zemu was looking at her sideways, with calm eyes. When Yang Yin met his gaze, she felt a little guilty, she quickly dodged and looked out the window.
"Why are you here?" Yang Yin asked.
"Passing by." Two words, concise and powerful, very heavy.
The tutor put down his pen, looked at Yang Yin and Shen Zemu, and asked, "Do you know each other?"
"Well," Yang Yin turned her head, looked at the tutor's expression, and asked, "You guys know each other too? Are you not a professional?"
"No, I'm a computer major. Our major girls, some of them like Lin Chuyan, some of them like Shen Zemu, and quite a few of them..."
"A lot of people like who?" Yang Yin was a little curious. To be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with Lin Chuyan and Shen Zemu, or even surpass them, that person must be outstanding.
"I like them both." The tutor replied.
"Huh?" Yang Yin didn't quite understand.
"It's the cp party. I think the two of them... are like that." The tutor seemed ashamed to say it, so he gestured with his hands, clenched his fists, moved his two thumbs together, and repeated: "That's like that."
Yang Yin was amused, and felt that this group of students was really fun.
Shen Zemu didn't know what wicked and corrupt things he had done in his previous life, he probably served as a leader for the Eight-Power Allied Forces... As a result, Lin Chuyan would haunt him wherever he went in this life. He frowned, looked down at the books on the table, and asked knowingly, "What are you doing?"
"Uh..." pulled Yang Yin back to reality. She scratched her head, her eyeballs moved, trying to find an excuse, but when she saw Shen Zemu's calm but clear eyes, she immediately understood: what to pretend, she is like a mirror in her heart. So Yang Yin admitted frankly: "I didn't understand some things, that's it, I hired a teacher."
The tutor quickly said: "Don't dare to be, let's learn together and make progress together."
Shen Zemu glanced at him. The tutor's hospitality is written all over his face.
Yang Yin is white and thin, and she looks a little weak in appearance, which can easily arouse the opposite sex's desire for protection.
"You guys continue." Shen Zemu said and nodded. Yang Yin didn't know what he wanted to understand.
With Shen Zemu watching, Yang Yin felt a little awkward.
The tutor was a bit heartless, and didn't notice Yang Yin's strangeness, so he picked up his pen and continued the discussion that had just been interrupted.
Yang Yin had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue.
They talked for about three to five minutes, Shen Zemu suddenly pointed to Yang Yin's notebook and said, "There is an easier solution to this problem." After speaking, he took the pen from the tutor's hand and brushed it, regardless of whether others wanted it or not. Write a few lines of formulas in the notebook.
After finishing writing, return the pen to others.
Then he went to the front desk and ordered a glass of lemonade. The lemonade was served in a pure white porcelain cup with a handle, and when he walked over with the lemonade in one hand, he had the demeanor of a retired veteran cadre, only a roll of newspaper in his hand.
Shen Zemu took the lemonade and sat down again, ignoring the eyes of the two. He glanced at the tutor's calculation paper and said to the tutor: "Trigonometric functions are the content of the second semester of the second year of high school. She still doesn't understand it. You can solve it differently."
"What do you mean?" The tutor was not happy.
Yang Yin was a little ashamed, "I... so what, I really didn't study in the second year of high school..."
"You have never learned to tell me, but you have to let him go first. I can't give you a lecture when he is here."
Yang Yin glanced at Shen Zemu, he was drinking lemonade, his expression was calm and unmoved. Yang Yin felt that she couldn't open her mouth to catch up with Shen Zemu no matter what, so she had to say to the tutor: "I happen to have something to do, why don't we come here first today?"
After dismissing the tutor, Yang Yin carefully observed Shen Zemu's expression, and asked him: "Shen Zemu, are you angry?"
"No, why am I angry?"
It's good not to be angry. Yang Yin breathed a sigh of relief quietly, while packing up the books, she asked him, "Why did you pass by here?"
"Get the instrument." Shen Zemu said, holding her arm.
His palm was very strong, and Yang Yin couldn't move after being held down by him. She looked at his neat and clean cuffs.
Shen Zemu asked: "What else can't you?"
Yang Yin didn't react for a moment, "Huh?"
"I'll tell you," he said.
Yang Yin felt warm in her heart. She spread out the textbook again and raised the questions she had marked.
In fact, most of the time, it's not that Yang Yin doesn't understand books. Her thinking is relatively divergent, and she often thinks more unconsciously, drawing inferences from one instance, but her foundation is too weak, and her grades in junior high school are good, but that was a long time ago, and a lot of knowledge has been forgotten.
When Shen Zemu explained, he used concise words and pointed to the point. He deliberately slowed down his speech speed. After he finished speaking, he would look into her eyes seriously and ask her: "Do you understand?"
At first, when Yang Yin was stared at by him like this, her mind was blank.
He thought she didn't understand, so he explained it to her carefully.
Yang Yin felt that she was too worthless. She touched her face and told herself secretly, calm down, calm down...
She didn't dare to look at him anymore, she lowered her head and listened carefully, and gradually she was able to concentrate.
After Shen Zemu finished speaking, he even gave her some practice questions, which can be said to be a very considerate after-sales service.
Yang Yin said, "Thank you."
Shen Zemu asked: "Why do you ask for a tutor?"
Yang Yin understood what he meant, why not use the ready-made ones, and seek far away. To be honest, with the current revolutionary friendship between the two of them, it is not a big deal to ask Shen Zemu to give a lecture. Anyway, during the time when Shen Zemu is part-time her data analyst, the two of them will inevitably meet or talk on the phone. There was really no need for her to go and spend the money seriously.
Yang Yin couldn't tell him that she just didn't want to show her downfall in front of her sweetheart.
"I'm worried that you're too busy." Yang Yin randomly made an excuse.
Shen Zemu told her clearly: "I'm not busy."
"Well, then..." She couldn't think of a reason for the refusal, so she had to bite the bullet and say, "Then, I will trouble you later."
"Um."
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Two days later, Shen Zemu came to the base to look for Yang Yin. He arrived earlier than the agreed time. As soon as he entered the base, he saw a young team member holding a cup and walking slowly towards the office like a snail. rub.
Shen Zemu glanced at him.
The team member immediately saw the savior, and stuffed coffee into his hand: "Brother Shen! Coach Yang is waiting for you!"
Shen Zemu was a little puzzled, but he still took the coffee and walked into the office.
Yang Yin was watching the replay of the team's game on the computer, the playback window was wide open, and she didn't lift her head when she heard someone push the door open.
When Shen Zemu put the coffee on her table, Yang Yin's gaze was still on the computer screen, she moved her shoulders and said, "Give me a squeeze."
Shen Zemu was stunned for a moment, then he followed her advice and walked behind her to help her pinch her shoulders.
Yang Yin has a very thin frame, which makes her look thin. Shen Zemu didn't use much strength, he held her thin shoulders and rubbed them gently. A girl's body is always soft, and he rubbed her through the fabric, somehow reminding him of that chaotic but fragrant morning.
Yang Yin was also disgusted: "Use some strength, haven't you eaten?" Her tone was a bit fierce.
Shen Zemu increased his strength and rubbed her for a while, seeing her body relaxed a little, he asked in a low voice, "Are you comfortable?"
Then it was obvious that when she heard this, the muscles on the back of her shoulders tensed up.
Yang Yin turned her head slowly, and saw the hand on the shoulder, the slender and strong fingers, and the clean and tidy shirt cuffs. She could almost recognize who he was with just this hand.
She shook her shoulders, "No, no, you sit down...you don't say anything when you arrive."
Shen Zemu sat on a chair and asked her, "What's wrong with you?"
"We lost the game."
"Victory or defeat is a common matter in military affairs." He comforted her.
"I know. But they lost too much. They won the first game very easily, and then they fought like crazy and couldn't stop."
"Is it a lineup problem?"
"No, it's just mentality." Yang Yin shook her head, "Low competition experience, they are too young."
There is no good solution to this matter, the only thing is to participate in more competitions and exercise more.
"But having said that," Yang Yin turned her body sideways, leaned on the back of the chair and looked at him with a smile, "The lineup analysis you provided me is still very good. I will apply to the boss to see if I can give you a salary increase."
Just as Shen Zemu was about to speak, Yang Yin said again, "I almost forgot, here are you." Then, she took out two boxes from under the table, one big and one small, "This is an aromatherapy machine, and this is lavender essential oil, which helps sleep Yes, it's in the instruction manual."
Shen Zemu accepted it without refusing.
Considering that it is for boys, Yang Yin chose a simple and elegant style for the aroma diffuser. However, there are too few aromatherapy in the male dormitory, Shen Zemu put this thing in the dormitory, and then put in lavender essential oil, the air in the dormitory became fragrant.
Wai Wai sniffed and sighed: "Shen Zemu, you are becoming more and more feminine."
The effect of lavender essential oil is remarkable, and the three roommates slept like pigs.
Shen Zemu lay with his eyes open for a long time in the faint fragrance of lavender.