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Chapter 225 Chapter 227: The first night of tutoring, Yuan Shen Yuan Qian
In the afternoon, 06:30.

306 Dormitory.

Zhen Mingzhu came out of the bathroom after changing clothes and met Meng Han's aggrieved face, and asked with a smile, "What's the matter? You can hang an oil pot on your mouth."

"Can't you go?"

Meng Han didn't know until she was in class in the afternoon that she would have to work part-time three nights a week, and she was in a bad mood.After holding back for several hours, seeing this meeting, I still couldn't hold back and asked depressedly.

There were only the two of them in the dormitory, and it was very quiet.

Zhen Mingzhu put the wallet, mobile phone, keys, tissue and other odds and ends into the bag one by one, and said with a sigh: "No, I asked a friend to find this part-time job. It shouldn't be difficult to do, and the salary is good. "

Of course, Meng Han could understand all these principles.

But she just felt an inexplicable sense of loss, she pursed her lips and acted coquettishly, "But in this way, no one will accompany me to dinner in the future."

In order to save time, the breakfast and lunch of the four girls in their dormitory are basically settled in the school cafeteria. There is more time in the evening, and everyone’s arrangements are different. Lin Qing and Dong Xiqin basically act together, Zhen Mingzhu and Meng Han are inseparable .

Little girls generally need a companion.

Zhen Mingzhu can understand Meng Han's mood, but right now this part-time job is also very important to her.She slowly closed the zipper of her backpack, thought for a while, turned her head to look at Meng Han, and said with a slightly serious expression: "Han Han, no one in this world can always have dinner with you."

Meng Han: "..."

For some reason, Zhen Mingzhu's most ordinary words made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

Seeing her face about to cry, Zhen Mingzhu sighed, raised her hand to gently rub the top of her hair, and coaxed her softly: "Okay, okay, I don't go every night, I'm not here If so, you can stay with Lin Qing and the others, or ask Liang Zhu to accompany you."

Of course it's okay, but it's not as happy as being with her.

Meng Han looked into her soft eyes and nodded aggrievedly.

"Good job."

Zhen Mingzhu smiled again, and went out with her bag on her back.

As soon as she left, Meng Han was left alone in the dormitory.

Inexplicably sad.

Meng Han bit his lip and sat down on his chair. Just when he was so sad that he wanted to cry, his phone rang.

A word jumped on the screen, "Brother."

Meng Han sniffed to get on the phone, and called out aggrievedly, "Brother."

"……what happened?"

The man's voice was slightly astonished, and he asked softly.

"It's nothing."

"It's nothing, are you crying?"

"Just Zhen Zhen, she went to work part-time."

Meng Han couldn't hide his words in front of him, so he held back for less than two seconds and told the truth.

Meng Yun's voice was a little dumbfounded, "She's going to work part-time, why are you crying?"

Meng Han didn't speak.

Meng Yun sighed and asked, "Do you feel that no one is with you anymore?"

"That's right, no one will accompany me to dinner after she left." Meng Han raised his hand and rubbed the tip of his nose, and whispered, "And when I said it, she told me very seriously that no one in this world You can always have dinner with me."

Meng Yun on the other end of the phone was silent for a second, then smiled lightly, "That's the truth."

Meng Han's full of grievances disappeared in his chuckle, and he hesitated for a moment and asked a little embarrassedly: "Brother, am I too unpromising?"

"You're not worthless." Meng Yun felt a little helpless, "You're on your menstrual period."

"……what?"

"The weather forecast is that there will be moderate rain tonight, and the temperature will drop. Tomorrow is the earliest and the latest is the day after tomorrow for your little days. Take your big wings with you when you go to class tomorrow, wear thicker clothes, and don't touch ice water for cold drinks."

Meng Yun switched to the old mother's mode in an instant.

After Meng Han reminded her, she realized that her period was indeed coming soon.

The grievance in her heart also completely dissipated, and she said sweetly: "Thank you brother."

"Hey, don't think about things all day."

Meng Han chuckled twice, and hung up the phone after a while.

Hearing the beeping busy tone over there, Meng Yun couldn't help snorting, took down the phone and put it on the table.

The female secretary at the side passed the folder in her hand in a timely manner, leaned slightly, and said in a sweet voice, "President Xiao Meng, here is your schedule for tomorrow."

Meng Yun raised his eyes and glanced, "Okay, just let it go."

"it is good."

The female secretary straightened up a little disappointed.

Depressed in her heart, she slightly lowered her head to look at the career line she showed.

It's so deep, this person doesn't even look at it!

The female secretary gave him a tangled and extremely depressed look, seeing that he still didn't even give her a glance, she sighed in her heart, turned around and walked out, and just as she was about to reach the door, a voice came from behind, "Wait!" wait."

The woman turned around abruptly, "Mr. Meng, do you have any orders?"

Meng Yun asked with a faint smile, "How many days have you been employed?"

"Twenty days."

Meng Yun tapped the pen held between his right fingers on the table, "Article [-], Article [-] of the Secretary's Office Regulations?"

"……what?"

The man raised his eyebrows slightly, implying a hint of displeasure.

The female secretary thumped in her heart, and said with some hesitation: "During work, you need to wear a uniform and clean up your appearance..."

"Okay." Meng Yun interrupted her a little impatiently, "The trial period is three months, work hard."

"Boss Meng, I..."

"It's not an example."

After saying that, he slightly raised his hand, completely giving no chance to defend himself.

The young secretary, who was eager to try before, blushed for a moment, and ran out of the office as if fleeing.

The door of the office made a sound when she was holding it, Meng Yun slightly lowered his eyes to look at the time, picked up the mobile phone on the table, got up and went to the closet.

In the process of putting on his suit, he subconsciously turned his head to look at the sky outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The sky was gloomy like a dome, and a rain was brewing.

"She said no one in this world could have dinner with me forever."

Suddenly, a sentence from Meng Han's phone came to my ears again, clear and aggrieved.

He thought about that sentence, and at the same time he thought about that person.

When we first met in the dormitory, she held a cigarette between her fingers after the sun was shining brightly, and the eyes she saw when she looked up were clearly alienated and indifferent. When it was raining under the umbrella, the eyes she raised looked wet, touching people's hearts Tremble.

What a complicated girl...

*
Seven twenty.

Zhen Mingzhu entered the unit and went up the elevator, stood outside the door of Room 1601, and rang the doorbell.

The sound insulation of the anti-theft door was excellent, and she couldn't hear any sound inside. When she was hesitating whether to ring the doorbell again, there was a click, and the door was pushed open from the inside, and a head protruding from the chicken coop poked out.

The boy has a lazy and pale face, plus a pair of sleepy eyes.

Zhen Mingzhu pursed her lips and smiled at him, "Hi, I'm Zhen Mingzhu, come and do..."

"come in."

Before she could finish speaking, the boy left his words and turned his head into the room.

Zhen Mingzhu looked at his tall and slender back, sighed silently in her heart, and followed him in.

In a high-end residential area, there is a fourth room of about 150 square meters. The shoe racks are full of men's shoes. The interior color is black, white and grey, and the decoration is modern and simple... When she walked in the door and made a silent judgment in her heart, she came out from the kitchen next to her. a man.

The man was the same as the boy who opened the door: tall, lanky, and pale.

The difference is: the one with unruly eyebrows, wearing a big baggy T-shirt, and messy hair like a chicken coop that can hatch eggs; Demonstrated meticulous style.

An uneducated son + a busy father with a successful career...

These two people fit Yue Lingshan's definition for them.

Quickly withdrawing her thoughts, Zhen Mingzhu smiled at the man, "Hello, I am Zhen Mingzhu, a freshman majoring in English at the School of Foreign Languages, Yunjing University. I talked to you on the phone earlier. This is my student ID."

While speaking, she took out her ID from the zippered pocket on the outside of her backpack and handed it over.

The man was holding a plate of fruit, slightly surprised to smile: "Hello."

After saying that, he picked up the ID and glanced at it, then handed it back to Zhen Mingzhu, then turned to call his son, "Yuan Qian, come here and get to know each other."

The slippers slapped on the ground, and the boy walked over.

Zhen Mingzhu turned a blind eye to his obvious disapproval, and smiled again.

The boy squinted at her, and said to his father impatiently, "Hey, if you find such a beautiful sister to tutor me, you won't be afraid of my distraction!"

"Snapped!"

The man slapped him on the head without saying a word, "How can you talk!"

Zhen Mingzhu turned her head to look to one side, pretending she didn't see it.

Lao Tzu taught his son a lesson, and then smiled and said to Zhen Mingzhu: "Our child has a bad temper, loves to play, and he still has a bad mouth. Don't mind, you don't need to talk to him except for making up lessons."

"..."

Zhen Mingzhu smiled awkwardly but politely.

Caught off guard and slapped, Yuan Qian, who lost face, turned and went to the study.

Zhen Mingzhu and the man stayed in the living room to talk.

"Your classmate should have said before that I'm busy with work. Today I specially waited for you to come over at home, and I may not be there every day in the future. When you come, just knock on the door. If you want to find me again, call this number."

After saying that, the man took out a business card and handed it to Zhen Mingzhu.

"Ok."

Zhen Mingzhu took it with a smile, and looked down, slightly astonished.

China Entertainment Media?

Yuan Shen, the manager...

She was a little surprised by the information on the business card, but the surprise only existed for a second or two, and she quickly put away the business card.

"This is my mobile phone number at work, and it is more commonly used."

Seeing her move, the man added.

"Understood, Mr. Yuan."

Zhen Mingzhu looked up and nodded again.

"That's it, I still have something to do today." Speaking of which, the man stood up, raised his wrist and glanced at his watch, and reminded Zhen Mingzhu with a smile, "Take the fruit in and eat it."

Zhen Mingzhu let out an oh, and immediately got up.

"Dad, Chang Qing needs seven autographed photos, don't forget."

Yuan Qian's slightly hoarse and drawn out voice suddenly came from the study.

The man raised his eyes angrily, looked over, and walked out the door. When he bent over to change his shoes, he saw Zhen Mingzhu walking out with him. He hesitated for a moment, straightened up and asked, "You want it too?"

"……Um?"

Zhen Mingzhu was at a loss for a second, and realized that it should be a signed photo.

Chang Qing, the first-line actress of China Entertainment Media, starred in the recent hit "Nine Heavens", and has an excellent reputation.

"No, thank you." Zhen Mingzhu said quickly after regaining her composure, and added, "I don't chase stars, I just came out and closed the door."

Yuan Shen took the key, nodded slightly, opened the door and went out.

As soon as he left, Zhen Mingzhu closed the door and turned to go in.

"What else can I do, make up lessons at home."

"Fuck, I'm just laughing at you for your autographed photos!"

"Yeah, she's still a big beauty."

"piss off!"

"Ha ha--"

The arrogant voices in the study came out, forming a very obvious contrast with the quiet living room.

Zhen Mingzhu raised her hand and pressed between her eyebrows, picked up the fruit plate on the coffee table in the living room, and walked into the study.

As soon as the door was pushed open, the interior of the study came into view.

The L-shaped combination bookcase is placed against the corner, and it is full of various tutorial books, textbooks, and magazines. A few posters of football stars are randomly pasted on the two walls, and there is a basketball hoop on one wall. A few darts are stuck on the wall, and a guitar hangs diagonally from the darts...

Obviously, this is a private space exclusively for teenagers in the second stage of middle school.

Zhen Mingzhu put the plate of fruit on the desk.

Yuan Qian, who was wearing a chicken nest head, also finished the phone call at this time, raised her eyebrows lazily, and cast a sideways glance at Zhen Mingzhu.

"English book."

Zhen Mingzhu glanced at the empty table and said with a smile.

"Did not bring."

Impatient two words.

Zhen Mingzhu nodded, "That's the math book."

"I didn't bring them either."

Even more impatient three words.

Zhen Mingzhu took a fixed look at him, sighed helplessly, and raised her hand to touch his schoolbag.

"Hey!"

The boy pulled his schoolbag faster than her, got up in an instant and approached, staring at her condescendingly.

He inherited his father's tall stature. Although he is only fifteen, he is nearly 1.8 meters tall. Zhen Mingzhu is three years older than him. Even if he has grown a little in the past two years, he is still only 1.6 meters five. He was caught off guard by such a figure. It's hard not to be surprised.

Two people are close at hand...

Yuan Qian raised her head so hard that the tip of her nose almost touched the tip of hers.

So much so that he could feel that the girl didn't have time to dodge the stretched figure, and he could also see the astonishment and surprise in her eyes. He even felt that he could count how many eyelashes there were in those fluttering eyes...

Oddly enough, her breath was on her face.

"Cough cough."

After coughing twice, Yuan Qian stopped his movements for a moment, sat down by himself, and opened his schoolbag casually.

Zhen Mingzhu stood on the side, and glanced at the slightly reddened ear tips of the young man.

For a moment, I felt a little funny in my heart.

After such an experience, Yuan Qian's previous arrogance dissipated a little, Zhen Mingzhu also breathed a sigh of relief, pulled a chair and sat beside him, and said calmly: "I majored in liberal arts in high school, such as physics and chemistry. It’s not very good, what I agreed with your father earlier is to take English and mathematics as tutoring, and occasionally help with other homework.”

"I know I know..."

The boy's attitude is a little impatient.

But being impatient was impatience, he obediently took out the English book.

Zhen Mingzhu said again: "This is how I arranged it. Every day, I will accompany you to deal with the day's homework and remaining problems, and then preview the next day's new lesson. If you have any questions about other subjects, you can ask me. If you have no questions Let's start from the front of the textbook to consolidate and strengthen."

Yuan Qian glanced at her and said nothing.

Zhen Mingzhu smiled, "It's two and a half hours a day. I won't be late if there are no accidents. But don't worry, I won't procrastinate when the time comes. If you cooperate, my efficiency in making up lessons will naturally be higher. We will both save trouble." , are also happy."

The girl's tone was warm and gentle, but there was an undeniable attitude in the tone of her speech, as if she could do something to him if he didn't cooperate.

Yuan Qian snorted angrily, "Wouldn't it be easier if you didn't come?"

Zhen Mingzhu also hummed, "You will save trouble if you study well."

Yuan Qian: "..."

What she said made sense, but he was speechless.

Seeing that he didn't speak for a while, Zhen Mingzhu took his English book and started to read.

The textbooks for the third grade of junior high school were a bit unfamiliar to her, but thanks to the countless knowledge points she had accumulated over the years in high school, it was not difficult to pick them up again. Soon, she restrained her thoughts and began to give Yuan Qian a lecture. homework.

At first, the boy was quite irritable and depressed, but after listening to it, he listened to it somehow.

He had hired a dozen tutors before, both boys and girls, but none of them were attractive.

He could clearly feel that none of those famous school students liked him.

Originally, both sides belonged to two classes of people.

To a certain extent, the kind of school bully who is from a poor family but has to work hard and work-study is more or less arrogant and sensitive. The most annoying thing is that he is born rich and has no worries about food and clothing but is a fool. Poor students.

It's boring to see each other, so why talk about making up lessons!

However, today this person...

Yuan Qian's eyes moved away from her flabbergasted face, swept across her well-tailored cotton shirt, and landed on her white sneakers, which she knew were genuine at a glance, and were worth thousands of dollars, feeling a little complicated.

The clothes are simple, but not cheap, and everyone knows that she comes from a good family.

Come here to be a ghost tutor?
"What are you thinking?"

The girl's slightly helpless voice interrupted his thoughts.

Yuan Qian stared at her face thoughtfully, and suddenly asked, "Why are you a tutor?"

"Lack of money."

Two concise words.

Yuan Qian: "..."

Believe in your evil!
*
Two and a half hours passed quickly.

When Zhen Mingzhu closed the math book, the boy's face shrouded in the light revealed a serious and handsome face.

On the first night, it felt pretty good.

With a silent sigh of relief in her heart, Zhen Mingzhu took a pen and wrote a line of numbers on the draft paper, raised her eyes and said to him: "I will come over on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, but you can always ask me if you have any questions that you don't understand." Ask me, take pictures and send text messages, this is my mobile phone number, please save it.”

The boy looked at her unexpectedly, "Is that okay?"

Zhen Mingzhu sighed, "Your father pays you a lot, so just treat it as extra overtime for me."

Yuan Qian smiled strangely, "You're quite humorous."

"Life is about having fun."

Yuan Qian: "..."

Once again speechless, he saved the line of numbers into the address book with a complicated mood, and asked Zhen Mingzhu, "Zhen Mingzhu? Which Zhen?"

"Zhen Mi's Zhen."

"The surname is quite beautiful."

"Ok?"

Zhen Mingzhu asked while packing her things.

"All right."

At this moment, Yuan Qian's attitude towards her had taken a qualitative leap. Putting down the phone, she stood up and said.

"That's all for today, I have to go back."

Zhen Mingzhu walked out of the study while speaking.

Yuan Qian went out with her and sent her to the elevator, feeling a little lost in her heart.

While waiting for the elevator, Zhen Mingzhu realized that Yuan Shen hadn't come back yet, so she turned to him and asked, "Are you all alone at night?"

"Want to stay?"

The young man reverted to his old ways, with an unruly and stinky expression.

Zhen Mingzhu chuckled, raised her hand and patted his arm, "Don't stay up late, go to bed early."

Yuan Qian said again, "..."

Isn't he just three years older than him? What kind of adults are you pretending to be!
He thought unhappily, the elevator came up, dinged, and the door opened.

*
At ten o'clock at night, there is wind.

After Zhen Mingzhu left the community, she felt a little cold.

Fortunately, Yuan Qian's house is not too far from the school. There are shops along the way. At night, even with the doors closed, the lights are very bright.

She folded her arms slightly and walked slowly towards the school.

A little sigh in my heart, but also very fulfilling.

It seemed that at this moment, she had a clear and clear sense of existence, and the road ahead that was always covered in a layer of mist gradually revealed its direction, giving her a down-to-earth sense of security.

She could even feel that many, many, depressed and bitter resentments were gradually dissipating.

After being separated for more than a year, whenever she thinks of Cheng Yanning, she always thinks of his goodness, and at the same time, thinks of the pressure, depression, bewilderment and struggle he brought to her, but only this night, she feels the slight breeze coming towards her. Cool wind, she just wanted to thank him from the bottom of her heart.

Without him, I wouldn't be where I am now.

Suddenly, another sentence appeared in his ear.

"All the things that happened 1 minute ago contributed to the result of us climbing the mountain together in this 1 minute. Therefore, there is no need or regret for the things that have passed. Instead of mourning the past, it is better to look forward to the future."

This is what Cheng Yanning said the night he climbed Taihua Mountain.

Walking all the way, thinking wildly all the way, after a while, Zhen Mingzhu entered the school gate.

On the side of the dormitory complex of Yunjing University is a long tree-lined road. The street lights shine down from the uneven shadows of the trees. When the wind blows, the fallen leaves on the ground are rolled up. The whole road looks romantic and sentimental. It is suitable for appearing in any place. In an urban idol drama.

Zhen Mingzhu didn't expect that she would see those two people at this point and on such a road.

She never thought that one day, she would witness such a scene.

Zhao Yanran threw herself into Cheng Yanning's arms.

　*
　　Needless to say, there will definitely be Aning tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)