Chapter 20 Teacher Xiaonan is online-
It was exactly 09:30 when Mei Yanan arrived at Wang's house.

Mrs. Wang guessed that she was here, and opened the door with a smile, "Mr. Xiao Nan, please come in."

Mei Yanan was stunned. Obviously, she didn't expect Mrs. Wang to call her that, but it was enough to prove that she recognized her strength. After all, that day Pi Weiming assured his husband that Mei Yanan's English was absolutely good. So this also gave her more confidence.

Mei Yanan smiled implicitly and walked in, "Auntie, should your son study by himself next night?"

"That's it. He's watching cartoons in the living room. He insists on watching cartoons. Hey, we can't do anything about him." Mrs. Wang sighed helplessly. In her opinion, it's better for her son to have this time. Go and memorize a few more words.

Thinking about the college entrance examination soon, she didn't want to get emotional with her son and affect his preparation for the exam, so she could only follow him.

Mei Yanan nodded, followed Mrs. Wang to the second floor, and sure enough, she saw a boy drinking Coke and chasing "Slam Dunk" lying on the sofa in the living room.

He is tall and has delicate features. He belongs to the category that looks thin when dressed, but fleshy when undressed. He loves to play basketball and is a loyal fan of "Slam Dunk".

Mrs. Wang shouted to her son: "Xiao Cong, don't look, the English teacher who will help you make up the lessons is here, let me introduce you, this is Teacher Xiao Nan, please stop messing around, don't be disrespectful to the teacher, Do you hear me? Otherwise, your dad will teach you a lesson, so don't ask me to protect you. "

Wang Zicong lay still and looked up and down the little girl with braided hair with displeased eyes. What the hell are his parents doing?

Invite such a bratty girl to teach him English? Can you read all 26 letters?
She is not afraid of death, so if I punch her down, she will definitely be beaten to tears.

However, he did not have a precedent with a girl.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Mrs. Wang smiled awkwardly at Mei Yanan, "Mr. Xiao Nan, please sit down first, and I'll get you a glass of water."

Saying pouring water is just an excuse. Mrs. Wang is going to rescue the soldiers. The son doesn’t listen to her, so she has to call her husband to suppress it. Teacher Xiao Nan is still a student of her husband’s classmate. Let’s not talk about his ability. Crying or something, when the time comes, it will be really hard for them as parents to explain.

Mei Yanan saw her intention and nodded slightly without poking at her.

There were only the two of them left in the living room, Mei Yanan naturally sat on another small sofa, and watched Slam Dunk with him.

This time it's Wang Zicong's turn to be impatient?
What does she want to do?
Didn't you come to class?Why did you watch TV with him instead of saying a word?What are you doing?

As a loyal fan of "Slam Dunk", Wang Zicong has watched this anime more than ten times, so even if he only listens to the sound, he can know what plot is being played.

He raised his eyebrows, seeing Mei Yanan watching so engrossed, he was immediately displeased, "Hey! Didn't you come to class?"

As he said that, he immediately turned off the TV, not wanting to be taken advantage of by a stranger.

Mei Yanan closed his eyes, and then slowly turned his head to look at him, with an indifferent tone, "Twisted melons are not sweet, if you don't want to learn, even if I force you to learn, you won't be able to learn."

Wang Zicong didn't expect her to have such an awareness, so he snorted arrogantly, "It's good that you know, since you know that I can't learn it, you shouldn't come."

"I don't want to teach dude students either. It's just that the salary your parents offer is too tempting, and I can't resist it. But it doesn't matter if you don't want to learn. Anyway, I just need to come to make up lessons for you every day. As for whether you want to learn, Whether you can learn or not is up to you, your parents will still give me a lot of the salary that should be given to me, such a good job, I will not do it for nothing, right?"

Mei Yanan leaned on the sofa, her gestures were very casual, "Your father worked hard to sell hundreds of bowls of noodles a day to pay my salary, sometimes I think, being a teacher really makes money. "

Her words immediately aroused Wang Zicong's displeasure. He stretched out his hands to eat and opened his mouth from his clothes. His parents never let him worry about money, so he didn't know how hard and difficult it was for his parents to make money.

He always felt that everything his parents did for him was justified.

But being cheated by such a black-hearted teacher of the money his parents earned, how could he bear it?

"You are too much! You earn such money, won't your conscience ache?" Wang Zicong was so angry that he slapped the coffee table violently, scaring Mrs. Wang who was in the room and wanted to rush out to have a look.

Wang Zhilin quickly stopped his wife and made a 'shh' gesture, telling her to wait and see.

As a father, he knows how rich his son is. He has lost count of how many English teachers he lost in the past, but this time, it seems that this teacher Xiao Nan is different.

Mei Yanan twitched the corners of her lips, and said indifferently: "As a son, you don't feel sorry for their hard work in making money. They are not relatives to me, so why do I have a pang of conscience?"

Wang Zicong choked completely.

That's right, even his own son doesn't feel sorry for his parents, why do others still feel sorry for his parents?

He suddenly stood up from the sofa, and gave Mei Yanan the order to evict the guest with a cold face, "I can't get you, an outsider, to tell me what to do! Let me tell you, I will never learn English! You can't even lie to my parents money! Get the hell out of here!"

Mei Yanan raised her eyebrows, and sat on the sofa without moving an inch, "I'm sorry, before the college entrance examination, whether you study or not, I will come to help you make up lessons every day. I am a teacher hired by your parents, and you have no right to fire me. "

"you--"

It was the first time Wang Zicong saw such a sharp-tongued teacher.

His first reaction was to complain to his parents, but before he could do it, Mei Yanan saw through his thoughts, "Don't even think about complaining, my teacher and your father are very good classmates, So your father trusts me a lot and will never fire me."

Wang Zicong: "..."

Oh shit!

I really didn't see that this person is still a tough guy!
He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. He couldn't be manipulated by a little girl. After a while, he asked: "How old are you? Can you be my teacher? Can you do it? I'm not a cat or a dog who can be a teacher." My teacher's."

Knowing that this was a partial compromise, Mei Yanan got up and walked to the bookshelf, took a "Slam Dunk" comic book from it, flipped through a page, and read out the dialogues of the characters in it.

It's in Japanese.

This set of books was specially brought back by Wang Zicong's aunt from abroad for him.

But Wang Zicong himself didn't understand Japanese, so he could only leave it idle. When he heard that Mei Yanan could speak Japanese so fluently, his eyes lit up.

"You—you can speak Japanese?"

(End of this chapter)

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