The little fat boy looked silly: "My boss... is giving Chen Xiu extra lessons?"
"Yeah." Qi Weichen responded.
The little fat man took a deep breath and said, "God Qi, stop joking. Even if the boss did better in the exam this time, it was because of his English. He has lived abroad for a few years, so English is a piece of cake for him. But if you look at his other grades, he might not be as good as Chen Xiu. How can he be a tutor?"
It always seemed unreliable that the former last-ranked student was tutoring the second-last-ranked student. As for the talk in his sleep about whether he passed or failed the exam, he just pretended he hadn't heard it and couldn't even say a word of encouragement.
"Yes, God Qi, the boss should... not be able to do it," even if it was Qi Muyang's sunflower, the traitor was not sure this time. After saying that, he was afraid that Qi Muyang would be hit, so he hurriedly changed the subject, "Besides, Chen Xiu will leave on Monday. Even if the boss can help with the lessons, it will be too late."
Qi Muyang's passion gradually subsided after what they said, and he regained his rationality. He also felt that whether it was tutoring Chen Xiu or passing the exam, it was all a fantasy, basically impossible. However, he had already said it, and he couldn't change his words because he was holding it in his heart.
Neither the father nor the son of the Qi family spoke. The treacherous minister felt anxious and looked at Chen Xiu and asked, "What about you? What do you think?"
Chen Xiu was silent for a long time, and said hesitantly: "Even if I transfer to a public high school, my academic performance will not be good... But I don't want to leave you." After he finished speaking, he looked at Qi Muyang pleadingly, "Boss, can you really help me?"
Although everyone thought this matter sounded like a fantasy, he inexplicably believed in Qi Muyang.
Under his hopeful gaze, Qi Muyang could not say no even if he calmed down. After a long silence, he saw that the light in his eyes seemed to be extinguished. Qi Muyang's heart moved, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Nothing is impossible. I am willing to help you."
"Really?" Chen Xiu suddenly raised his voice.
Qi Muyang nodded, and after agreeing to him, he suddenly spoke fluently: "Well, I will give you one-on-one tutoring, there will definitely be no problem."
Chen Xiu laughed and was about to speak when she suddenly thought of something and her expression turned bitter: "But my dad... probably won't agree to let me stay." If I can't stay, then everything we are discussing now is meaningless.
Everyone present was silent at the same time, and no one knew what to say. Qi Weichen calmly returned to his own space, sorted out the things on the table, picked up the toiletries and was about to go to the balcony when the little fat man suddenly slapped his thigh and said, "I have an idea!"
Qi Weichen took his things and walked to the balcony, and then he heard the little fat boy say: "Why don't you just cry, make a scene, and then hang yourself!"
Qi Weichen stopped and looked at the fat man thoughtfully. The others also looked at him, their eyes full of doubts about this method.
"He just didn't want to go home early today, and ended up being beaten by his father. If he had cried, made a fuss, or even threatened to commit suicide, his father would probably have beaten him to death." Qi Muyang disagreed.
The little fat man sighed and said with an attitude of a person who has experienced it: "Boss, you don't know this. Have you heard of the law of running away from home?"
"The Law of Running Away from Home?" Chen Xiu repeated in a low voice and said honestly, "I've never heard of it."
"That's right, you haven't heard of it, because I made my own conclusion." The little fat man smiled.
His despicable behavior earned Qi Muyang a fatal blow. After a slap on the thigh, he became completely honest and shrank obediently on the small stool and said, "The law of running away from home means that if you make a mistake and run away from home for an hour, no one in your family will care. When you come back, they will scold you for your mistake. If you run away for most of the day or a few days, then it doesn't matter what mistakes you made. What matters is that you will be beaten up by your family for running away. But if you have the guts to be away for more than a week, then they will panic and worry that you won't eat or sleep well. Making mistakes or running away from home are not important in their hearts."
The treacherous minister frowned: "You want Chen Xiu to run away from home? That would delay her studies."
"Are you stupid? Who told him to run away from home? I let him act according to the law of running away from home." In this room, the little fat boy dared to act arrogantly in front of the treacherous minister. Hearing this, he immediately said arrogantly, "If he just makes a little trouble, his father will not take it seriously. If he makes a big trouble, his father will retaliate. But if he makes a mad fuss, his father will only worry about his safety and other things will not be important. Then it will be natural for him to agree to let him stay, right?"
“… That makes sense.” The treacherous minister said hesitantly.
Chen Xiu smiled bitterly: "But my dad doesn't care about me at all. How could he compromise just because I'm making a fuss? I'm afraid he would just beat me up."
"Not necessarily. If he doesn't care about you, why would he help you transfer schools? I think we can give it a try." Qi Muyang suddenly said.
Chen Xiu paused and looked at him: "Do you think I should try it?"
"Yeah." Qi Muyang nodded.
After hearing what Qi Muyang said, Chen Xiu asked Qi Weichen the second thing: "What about Qi Shen? Do you think so too?"
Everyone's eyes were focused on Qi Weichen again. Qi Weichen looked at the little fat boy calmly: "Where did you learn all this strange knowledge?"
"This is a summary of what I learned from years of struggling with parents. What do you think, Qi Shen? Does it sound good? Do you need me to pass on some experience to you?" The little fat man was very proud.
Qi Weichen: "Sure."
"Really?" The little fat boy didn't expect that he would really want it. He was a little shocked for a moment, "You study so well and are so worry-free in daily life. Do you still need these?"
"Well, it's good to know how normal young people deal with their parents." Qi Weichen said, glancing at Qi Muyang seemingly unintentionally.
Qi Muyang was so scared that sweat broke out on his back, and he immediately distanced himself from the matter: "I never use this trick to deal with my parents."
"Of course you don't. Don't you just rely on being a spoiled brat?" Although the little fat boy had never met Qi Muyang's parents, he knew him very well. "I remember you said at that time that when you act like a spoiled brat, you are like your mother, and your father can't help but be soft-hearted, so you can use this trick for the rest of your life. Why do you need to learn these from me?"
"Really?" Qi Weichen said calmly.
Qi Muyang wailed in his heart and kicked the fat boy on the leg. When he hugged his chubby legs and wailed, he quickly said, "Now we are talking about Chen Xiu. Can we use the crying, making a fuss and hanging ourselves?"
As soon as he brought the topic back, everyone's attention was immediately focused on Qi Weichen. Qi Weichen glanced at Chen Xiu's fair face and said, "No."
"Why?" The little fat boy was not convinced.
Qi Weichen looked at him and said, "Your parents are the ones who know you best. Your tricks are effective because they don't want to argue with you. But if you really want to argue, your tricks are all fake. They can see the flaws in them at a glance and will not cooperate at all."
After he finished speaking, he turned and went to the balcony and closed the door between the room and the balcony, thus dividing the dormitory into two areas.
The elementary school students in the room who had been denied by Qi Weichen were suddenly in a bad mood. After looking at each other for a long time, the treacherous minister tried to test him: "God Qi doesn't think it's possible, is it not going to work?"
"I think it's okay. You can tell from one look that he has never competed with his parents in intelligence and courage, so what he said is not worth referring to. This is the experience I have summarized over the years, so there will definitely be no problem." The little fat man was still very confident.
The treacherous minister frowned: "But what if it doesn't work?"
"If it doesn't work, then transfer to another school. This is the worst outcome. But if you do nothing and end up transferring anyway, why not give it a try?" Qi Muyang said in a deep voice, then looked at Chen Xiu, "What do you think?"
Chen Xiu was silent for a moment, took a deep breath and made up his mind: "I agree. If I don't work hard, I will really leave."
"That's settled then," the little fat man slapped his thigh, "Don't worry, Chen Xiu, we'll plan it out carefully in the next two days and perform it a few times first. Then it will be seamless, and there will definitely be no problem."
"Yeah!" Chen Xiu responded with sparkling eyes.
When Qi Weichen came back from the balcony, the others had already finished their discussion and left. Qi Muyang was sitting alone at the table, feeling anxious. He stood up nervously when he saw Qi Weichen. Now only the father and son were left in the dormitory. The lively atmosphere just now disappeared, and silence fell between the two again.
After a while, Qi Muyang saw Qi Weichen was about to take the hair dryer, and hurriedly took it with both hands and held it over: "Here, here you go."
Qi Weichen glanced at him and calmly began to blow dry his hair. Qi Muyang stood aside awkwardly, waiting for him to finish blowing his hair and took the hair dryer away. After a long while, he said hesitantly: "Dad, I'm sorry for today. I shouldn't have taken it for granted that I should be nice to my friends just because you were nice to me. My mom is right. I should help my own friends. I have no right to use family affection to force you to help me. I know I was wrong."
Qi Weichen lowered his eyes, looked at the table quietly, and did not speak.
Qi Muyang squatted down at his feet, holding his knees and shaking them: "I really know I was wrong. I will never do such a thing again. Dad, please don't be angry with me."
Qi Weichen paused and looked down at him. Qi Muyang immediately smiled ingratiatingly: "Dad."
"It seems that the fat guy is right." Qi Weichen thought thoughtfully.
Qi Muyang was puzzled: "What?"
"You really know that you are like your mother, so you deliberately act like a spoiled child every time you make a mistake." Qi Weichen had a blank expression.
Qi Muyang: “…”
Qi Weichen: “Heh.”
Seeing that the atmosphere was about to go out of control, Qi Muyang hurriedly turned the tide: "That... Let's not talk about this for now. Dad, do you really think I can pass the exam without failing?"
"Can."
Qi Muyang paused: "Really? But his foundation is better than mine."
"His grades are not outstanding," Qi Weichen said calmly, "The difference between 99 and 100 is not just one point, there is also a considerable difference in IQ. He usually relies on a lot of practice questions to maintain an average score of around 670. This shows that the teachers in Chengde are not as good as those in other schools, and his IQ is only average. As long as you work hard, you will be fine."
Qi Muyang was praised with infinite confidence: "Okay! Then I will go and surpass him. There is still a year left, I will definitely be able to do it!"
"Give it a try. Since you are doing something, there is a possibility of failure. Just stop crying." Qi Weichen looked at him coldly.
Knowing that he was no longer angry with him, Qi Muyang chuckled: "I know, Dad. I'll keep calm. Anyway, my goal is to beat him in the exam. Only we know about it. It's not shameful even if I fail. If I really get lucky and beat him, it will be a fatal blow to him."
Buqi had really touched his bottom line this time. When he was most impulsive just now, he had thought about beating him half to death, but now that he had calmed down and thought about it, he felt that it was not possible. If you hit someone like Buqi, he would become a victim. Not only could he escape unscathed, but he could also disgust you in front of you all the time. Only by really defeating him in the areas he cares about can you completely defeat him.
Qi Muyang ambitiously coaxed his old father a few more words. Seeing Qi Weichen's eyebrows relaxed, he went back to bed obediently. The next morning, he couldn't wait to tell Chu Qing about this matter.
It was already Saturday, most of the people in the school had left, and the cafeteria was deserted. A family of three sat in a corner eating breakfast, preparing to go home together after the meal.
After hearing Qi Muyang's plan, Chu Qing glanced at Qi Weichen: "Do you think he can pass the exam or fail?"
"Yeah." Qi Weichen responded calmly.
Qi Muyang was full of energy: "Did you hear that? My dad said it's okay, so it must be okay. What do you think, mom?"
"As for me, I think you two are very interesting," Chu Qing couldn't help but laughed. "One of you just got out of the last place and dared to aim for the second place in the grade. The other one is so smart but has a two-meter-thick filter for his son, so that he has lost his ability to make simple judgments."
"Mom, how can you hit me!" Qi Muyang was dissatisfied.
His voice attracted the attention of the people around him. Chu Qing tapped him with chopsticks: "Can't you keep your voice down?"
Qi Muyang curled his lips: "You don't believe me."
"Son, it's not that I don't believe you, but we have to be realistic, right? If you said you wanted to be in the top ten in the class, then it's still possible. But now you say you want to be first, which is scary." Chu Qing clicked his tongue.
Qi Muyang corrected dissatisfiedly: "It's the second one. The first one is my father. I can't compete with him."
"You have to be able to snatch it away, stop pretending to be filial." Chu Qing laughed.
Qi Muyang snorted and took a bun in his mouth: "You two go home, I'm staying at school for the next two days, so I won't go back."
Chu Qing was stunned: "You're not going back?"
"Well, I have to help Chen Xiu rehearse," Qi Muyang paused and glanced at Qi Weichen, "Although I'm not sure if it will work, I have to try."
After he finished speaking, he turned and ran away. Chu Qing called him twice but failed to call him back. She could only look at Qi Weichen speechlessly: "What if he doesn't come home? Otherwise, we won't go back either." It was okay when they were a family of three, but it felt awkward for her and Qi Weichen to live together alone.
Qi Weichen looked at her, and after a long silence, he asked, "Want to go on a date?"
"Ah?" Chu Qing looked at him blankly.
Qi Weichen's ears gradually turned red, but his expression remained serious: "Let's go on a date."
Chu Qing blinked her eyes: "Date?"
"Yeah." Qi Weichen nodded.
Chu Qing was quiet for a moment, then a little nervous: "But I don't know how to have a normal date. You only took me to Xinhua Bookstore before."
Qi Weichen was silent for a moment: "Still going to Xinhua Bookstore?"
"No!" Chu Qing refused reflexively, "Why should I go to Xinhua Bookstore while others go to the hotel?!"
Qi Weichen: “…”
Chu Qing realized what she had said and her face flushed: "I, I didn't mean that..."
"You need to keep your thoughts pure. Now is not the right time." The red on Qi Weichen's ears had spread to his neck. He calmed down for a long time before speaking with difficulty.
Chu Qing's face turned even redder, and she waved her hands and said, "I, I, I really didn't mean that! Let me explain..."
"Wait until graduation," Qi Weichen's breathing was a little unstable, "At least wait until high school graduation."
Chu Qing: "... I just spoke too quickly, you misunderstood." However, now that she had said it, her explanation would not be convincing.
At least the way Qi Weichen looked at her now gave her the feeling of 'Although I'm a little too anxious, there's nothing I can do about it but I have to agree to it'.
…But she really didn’t mean that!
The author has something to say: Qingqing: Anyway, my image is completely hopeless
Qi Weichen: It’s okay, I quite like it
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