2006: School beauty loves me again

Chapter 13 013. My dear, that's not love
Fang Yuan remembered that his first dream in life was to marry Bai Suzhen as his wife.

It was the idea that came to him when he was squatting under the window of the dean's office and secretly watching TV dramas.

Later, he carefully planned the steps to become a reckless hero.

To enter the film and television industry, to become an actor and a popular singer, you must earn a lot of money to be able to marry.

So I practiced hard for a while, "Who is in my ear, saying love me will never change".

Finally, it was discovered that the white lady had married early.

When he was a freshman, he was dragged to an all-night KTV by several classmates and lovers.

As a result, everyone else went to the hotel in the middle of the night, and he was the only one left to sing honestly all night.

I feel that I can sing many songs by myself, and it's not bad, and it has been out of control since then.

He likes this song very much, and Shen Ningfei likes it too, so he practiced it seriously.

A long time later, Jian Hongyi's cover version came out, and Shen Ningfei praised him several times as being exactly the same as this version.

Asked by Chen Wan, Fang Yuan remembered that this song should be released by Zhang Tiaohan next year...

what to do?The butterfly finally vibrated its wings once.

"Haven't you heard?"

"No." Chen Wan shook her head:
"It's really nice, and the lyrics are good. You tell me, I'll download it and listen to it. I see you bought a computer, so I'll search for the original song and listen to it."

Fang Yuan held her back, pretending to be calm and said, "It's called "My Dear, That's Not Love". Don't search it, I'm the original singer."

Chen Wan gave him a blank look, and went to the computer to search for the title of the song without hesitation, but there was nothing;
I searched for the lyrics, but I haven't found it yet... I walked back with doubts.

"A piece of music you wrote yourself?"

Fang Yuan was noncommittal: "Didn't you miss it?"

"How is it possible? This sounds too good, and the words are so well written. You... I don't know what to say."

Fang Yuan felt awkward in his heart.

It can be said that Jay Chou's music and Fang Wenshan's lyrics.

This 10-minute piece composed by Jay Chou directly brought Zhang Tiaohan back to the peak from the trough, and became popular in the music scene in 07.

Can it be bad?
“You can’t help but believe that something like talent is something you’re born with.”

The supernatural powers of the reborn... Plagiarism.

Fang Yuan lied shamelessly.

Chen Wan was silent, and then said after a while: "What is this piece of music played on the computer?"

"Sleepsong from Secret Garden."

"I haven't heard of this either. Your taste is very good. I didn't know it before."

Chen Wan said: "Can you sing what you just said again, I want to hear it. Then we will have class."

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The organ in the classroom is ding dong ding dong ding ding

Like your confession voice and movements have been very light

……

days like a carousel

keep spinning in my head

……

You said holding hands is a promise
But baby that's not love
like a shooting star too late to make a wish
No matter how beautiful it is, it can only be the past
Too beautiful promise because too young
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During tutoring, both of them had difficulties, Chen Wan asked Fang Yuan what he wanted to make up for?
Fang Yuan felt that as a teacher, this was not an easy question to ask.

She should independently issue a remedial lesson plan.

But Chen Wan said that the difference between mathematics and other subjects is that there is no need to memorize it by rote.

The most important thing is the application and logic of the formula, which can be used for everything.

He also said that he has never been lower than 140 in mathematics since the first year of high school, and she doesn't know where Fangyuan can't.

Fang Yuan said, "Wait, let me think about it."

So, Chen Wan waited on the sidelines, looking at this and that, fiddling with cacti, unsealed several new books, and muttering in various ways:
You shouldn't be obsessed with computers, where do you get spare money to buy computers?

If you don’t do a barbecue stand, you don’t do it. After all, it’s dirty and tiring, and it’s dangerous to meet drunks and gangsters. It’s right to spend more time on schoolwork in the third year of high school.

Hey, it's okay without games.

I'm talking, did you hear me?
Fang Yuan knew her character, so she didn't want to talk about it, she just said, "I'm thinking."

Chen Wan walked back and forth instead, looking through it like she was at home, muttering:

You should eat more fruits and supplement vitamins. It’s good for your brain. There’s nothing in the fridge except beer. I’ll bring you some tomorrow.

You boys have few clothes, but they are clean, and you still have fur gloves?
Did you weave it yourself? Haha, it doesn’t look like the color. Some girl must have given it to you.

Oh, by the way, Dean Liu called me on May [-]st to ask how you were doing in class.

She still cares about you, but she's too embarrassed to call you on her cell phone. It's been so many years since she was in the orphanage, so don't worry about it, boy, be more generous.

I'm talking to you, why don't you say anything?
Fang Yuan thought of the movie he watched last night, the bulllice monster that jumped from the high platform, and the words 'your mother's name' and 'only you'.

He raised his head and exhaled deeply towards the ceiling.

"Old class, I think so. Starting from the first formula in the first year of high school, you help me list and explain each knowledge point, and then apply each formula to three questions. I will do it, okay?"

Chen Wan was interrupted by this request and looked at Fangyuan strangely.

"Are you sure you want to tutor like this? That's very basic."

Fang Yuan nodded.

"It sounds troublesome, but please, just give me a thorough review."

"It's not troublesome."

The lesson plans for Chen Wan's lesson preparation are all compiled by herself, so she keeps all the relevant knowledge points in her mind, and it is not difficult to explain from the simple to the deep.

She said: "I didn't expect you to think so. I didn't bring the textbooks for the first year of high school. I can roughly recall the formulas first."

Fangyuan has studied advanced mathematics and has been working in finance for many years, but she doesn't need those for grocery shopping and work.

The knowledge points at this time are just forgotten, and it is not too difficult to understand.

Chen Wan started from the initial 'quadratic function' step by step, 'containment relationship', 'trigonometric function', 'analytic geometry', all the way to 'probability', the whole knowledge point explanation plus questions in the first year of senior high school, four hours, All over.

Ask when Fangyuan is stuck, and do it while asking. It is not accurate, but it also absorbs a lot.

The two sat next to each other at the desk, elbows touching.

Fangyuan could smell a sweet perfume, very familiar, it was Ferragamo's "Dream Rainbow".

College girls prefer it, and adult women rarely spray such sweet ones.

Chen Wan's hair was not tied up, it was just pulled up on her back, and she was writing and lecturing with her head sideways, exhaling like blue.

The window faces the side yard of the old community, facing southwest, and there is not much sunlight.

Fang Yuan looked at her profile and had to admit that she was worthy of the top spot on the list of unshakable beauties.

It's May Day, and the weather in Northeast China hasn't completely warmed up yet. She's wearing a khaki thin fleece today, revealing the collar of her white shirt, her chest curve...

Before she could look back, Chen Wan glanced at her. She pulled her foot out of the slippers and kicked him.

She said: "I have said that these are the basics, don't you understand it as soon as you hear it?"

Fang Yuan didn't really understand Taoism yet.

"Old class, it's almost two o'clock in the first year of high school, and you're tired too, why don't you just leave it like this today?"

"Are you busy this afternoon?"

"I'm a good student, what can I do, I study at home."

Fangyuan went to the bed and lay down, stretched her waist:
"I'm afraid you have something to do. If you come to make up lessons for the students during the holidays, I will give you ten votes for outstanding teachers next semester."

Chen Wan also stood up and stretched, her arms were raised high, her curves were graceful and exquisite, her legs were too long, stretched tightly by dark blue jeans, like a mermaid.

Fang Yuan quickly stood up, took a sip of water and squeezed her sperm.

"I'm fine. I'm not going home. I plan to go back to the dormitory. Since you won't go out to play, you can continue to study."

Fang Yuan naturally had no reason to object, and took out 200 yuan from his wallet:

"Old Ban, I don't want to be courteous to you, but you can't refuse the lesson fees that should be charged. The one-on-one tutoring outside is one hundred per hour. These are the meanings."

Chen Wan took the money, picked up his wallet and stuffed it back, and slapped the wallet on his chest:

"Save it and fill your head."

Fang Yuan smiled and didn't push back: "It's lunch time, let's go, I'll treat you to something."

Chen Wan asked: "What do you usually eat at school at noon?"

“Beef tendon noodles and chicken chops.”

Chen Wan lay on his bed and said, "I'll eat it too, you go and buy it, and I'll rest for a while."

When Fang Yuan went out, she silently wrote the lyrics of that song on a piece of paper based on her memory on the desk, then put it in her satchel, and lay down again.

(End of this chapter)