Dark Light Chaser

Dark Light Chaser Chapter 228

2022-03-09

Chapter 228 Phone calls between classes

"Wonderful parents?"

Ye Qing is a little curious, she can be called by Ai Just how bizarre can people who Liang call bizarre parents be.

After the basic needs of people in terms of clothing, food, housing and transportation are met.

The pursuit of something exciting.

Many rich people go to have fun.

Over time, their ideas and the general people have a huge difference.

This is not only reflected in the values, but also in the worldview and the outlook on life.

Money and power are these two distinct things, the easiest to change a person and make people lose themselves.

Of course, not all rich people have different ideas from ordinary people.

This is just an example.

Ai Liang opened the memory bank, entered the filter words, and soon a lot of related memories popped up in his mind.

He chose an example that Ai Liang had access to.

"I remember when I was a child, the daughter of a wealthy businessman was pregnant."

Ai Liang slowly recounted the gossip news he heard at the banquet when he was a child.

"The girl was seventeen at the time and had five boyfriends. After her father found out about it, she called the five boys to her home and took out a five million bank card. "

"Then her father said one million to leave my daughter?" Ye Qing speculated.

"No."

Ai Liang denied Ye Qing's statement: "her father didn't say that at the time."

Ye Qing seemed to have eaten With a mouthful of mustard, his eyes almost squinted into slits.

"What else can I say? Pregnancy out of wedlock, five objects, and I don't even know who the child father is. This is too..."

"Her father was at that time. That's what he said."

Ai Liang added the following content with a blank face: "'You guys go to the DNA test, who is the child, whoever owns the five million, and later Live obediently and honestly with my daughter' is her father's original words."

"And there are many similar ideas to this father, but Yiwenna's father is a breath of fresh air."

Σ(°△°|||)︴! ! !

Ye Qing was completely dumbfounded.

Who am I? where am I? what am i doing?

Ai Liang rested his chin with one hand, looked at Ye Qing with a dull expression, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this child is still too tender.

Wouldn't it be more explosive if she knew that those rich people would play Russian turntables and depth charges when partying in the villa?

After the money, the general material desire, the attractiveness to those people will drop sharply.

They always want something exciting.

Although a party's dance partner is only tens of thousands of yuan, a better one is hundreds of thousands.

But the excitement it brings is much bigger than the luxury cars and mansions of hundreds of millions.

And the real rich and powerful dog blood drama is far more outrageous than the one in the TV series.

A TV drama that ordinary people think is so outrageous that it is purely nonsense, but it is not just imaginary and groundless.

After all, normal ordinary people cannot understand the three views of those rich people.

It is true that art comes from reality.

After a while, Ye Qing sighed: "You rich people are really weird."

"At least I think I'm normal." Ai Liang said casually.

"ah ha ha..."

Ye Qing smiled awkwardly but not polite when she heard this sentence.

Ai Liang didn't care, he turned around and continued reading the novel.

Because of Yi Wenna and Cheng Lejia, the exchange on dormitory hygiene has ended.

She looked at Ai Liang with burning eyes, and walked towards this side with hurried steps.

Ye Qing sighed, opened the tutorial book and turned her head: "I want to preview by myself..."

What Ye Qing said to Yi Wenna later, Ai Liang has already Not listening.

He propped up the psychic barrier and bounced off all the sounds.

Begin to immerse yourself in the world of fiction.

As time goes by, all the students in the class are here, except for those who have not yet come to report.

After these people enter the classroom, they will invariably stop talking with their roommates.

Then without saying a word, they came to their respective seats and opened their books to prepare for their homework.

There is no teacher and monitor in the class to maintain discipline, but quiet terrifying.

The atmosphere is like an exam room.

No one is doing idle chatter, all trying to prepare for their homework.

Yu Xin came over at nine o'clock to take a look, and then left very satisfied.

In this big environment, even Jin Ping'an would be sorry to talk to Cheng Lejia casually.

The whole class is studying quietly, as long as they are not the kind of extreme self, they will be involuntarily affected by this atmosphere.

Even if I can't learn it myself, I won't rashly speak out and break this peaceful atmosphere.

Jin Ping'an, who was extremely bored, could only take out his mobile phone, put on his headphones and start playing games.

I don't know how long it took, this quiet atmosphere began to change as the bell rang during the big class break.

After studying for more than two hours, some students began to glanced around.

As the first warrior pulled out his chair, he got up and went to the toilet.

The peaceful study atmosphere was finally broken.

With the leader, other students also left their seats one after another.

Some go to the water dispenser to get water, some want to go to the toilet, and some just want to get some air outside the classroom.

Ai Liang originally planned to read novels, but he saw that he was eating after school at noon.

But the buzzing vibration of the phone pulled him out of the world of fiction.

Ai Liang picked up the phone and glanced at the caller ID.

It's Yang Xingyue.

Ai Liang connected to the video call: "Hello?"

"Morning, Ai Liang."

Yang Xingyue in the video smiled and waved his hand .

"It's almost noon now."

Ai Liang is still the same as before, speaking very straight.

"Well, I can't do anything about it. We were taking the exam in the morning, and we handed in our mobile phones."

Yang Xingyue's expression was a little aggrieved: "Our school is super strict, yesterday After the report of the key class in the morning, the teacher started to arrange the exam in the afternoon.”

“Is there an entrance exam?”

Ai Liang propped up the mobile phone stand and placed the mobile phone on the table sideways.

Reading the novel while chatting with Yang Xingyue.

"Yes, starting at 2 o'clock yesterday afternoon, including yesterday's night self-study, and today's morning self-study, until just now we are all taking the exam."

Yang Xingyue sighed Lie down on the table and bury half of your face in your arms.

Only one pair of eyes were exposed, and he looked at the phone without blinking.

But this couldn't hide the smile in her eyes.

"But then it's time for free activities. Until school is over at noon, we can all have free activities to get familiar with the school."

Yang Xingyue's smart eyes rolled around. In the circle, she looked at her phone and asked, "Ai Liang, how are you doing? Is there an entrance test or something?"

"No, yesterday and today, these two days are free time." Ai Liang said.

"It's really good, as expected of Qianhua Experimental Middle School. The management is so relaxed, and I really want to go to your school." Yang Xingyue sighed with envy.

“Overall it is very loose, but this does not include key classes.”

Ai Liang added.

"The key class has started?" Yang Xingyue speculated.

"The class is not open, but the rules of the key classes in Qianhua Experimental Middle School are very strict, so strict that most people don't want to go to the school."

Ai Liang talked to Yu Xin before, It was roughly repeated to Yang Xingyue.

After listening to Yang Xingyue, he raised his head and smiled wryly: "If I go to your place, it is estimated that after three years of high school, I will shed tears in a hurry before every big exam."

" The key classes of Hua Experimental Middle School actually have a similar policy, except that those who are at the bottom of the ranking will be invited to parents, which is not as scary as Ai Liang and you."

Ai Liang turned a page of the novel: " I think it's okay, as long as I have good grades, it doesn't matter if I don't come to class."

What does the school care about most?

Student grades, of course.

As long as you take the first exam every time, you can ask for leave every day.

When the teacher contacts you, just squeak and convey that you are still alive.

However, Ai Liang is a foreigner and rents a house by himself. It is impossible to ask for leave every day.

After all, schools are also responsible for the safety of their students.

However, it is no problem to enjoy the vacation and key benefits at the same time.

As for whether there will be gossip in the class.

For example, so-and-so doesn't study or attend classes every day, and the teacher praises him and so on.

The probability is small.

The reason for the gossip is mainly the ability to keep up.

If you are inferior to others, you will feel jealous. This is human nature and cannot be avoided physically.

But one or two steps ahead of the average person is enviable, and ten steps ahead is much better.

A hundred steps ahead, a thousand steps ahead, only awe and yearning are left.

Just like Ai Liang's junior high school, the classmates and other classmates in the class talked about the problem of Ai Liang's absence from class.

They would only talk endlessly about how talented Ai Liang is. Even if he reads novels in class every day, he can get the first place.

They speak with a sense of pride.

As if there is Ai Liang in his class, he must be one class higher than other classes.

No one has ever been jealous of Ai Liang's privilege of not attending classes.

This is the same as the people in the current class who don't care about Jin Ping'an and ask for leave every three days.

If the gap is too large, there will be no comparison.

Because everyone is from the very beginning, they are not from the same class.

Except lemon essence, they are all sour.

Yang Xingyue is a little frustrated: "I can reach the current level and maintain it, it is already the limit, I can't compare with you and Huahua."

"Where is Qihua?"

Ai Liang asked.

Yang Xingyue put her finger on the corner of her mouth and thought for a while: "She was called to the office by the teacher just after she handed in the paper. Yesterday's paper has been changed. The teachers should focus on cultivating Huahua."

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"I see."

Ai Liang nodded slightly, indicating that he knew.

"By the way, Ai Liang, when I took the test just now, I wasn't sure about the answers to a few questions..."

Yang Xingyue moved his phone while speaking, There was also a rustling sound.

After a short while, the phone was straightened, and Yang Xingyue's face appeared on the screen again.

She held a scratch paper in her hand with math problems written on it.

Ai Liang glanced at the question and wrote down the question, then took out a pen and paper to write and draw on the notebook, and he came up with the answer in no time.

“Look to see if the answer is the same as yours. If not, just ask if you don’t understand.”

Ai Liang replaced the video chat with the rear camera, and then The camera is aimed at the desktop.

"Ugh...the answer is different."

Yang Xingyue started to get frustrated.

"Find out the calculation process first, and I'll see what went wrong."

Ai Liang marked it with bookmark tape and closed the novel.

Before he came to Qianhua Market, he had promised Yang Xingyue.

If you don't understand anything in your studies, you can call and ask yourself.

Since it is teaching, the novel should be closed.

Teaching people should have the appearance of teaching people, regardless of the distance.

This is an attitude to life.

"Okay, I'll go look for scratch paper."

Yang Xingyue complied, picked up the notebook and rummaged.

Soon, she appeared on the screen holding a neat calculation process.

Ai Liang glanced at the scratch paper. There was no problem in solving the problem, and the formula used was no problem.

"You can recalculate it yourself."

Yang Xingyue quickly responded: "Is it a calculation error?"

After all, it is not the first I asked Ai Liang for help.

As soon as he opened his mouth, Yang Xingyue knew what was wrong with him.

Although he knew what the problem was, Yang Xingyue was obediently and honestly, and he figured it out again.

Learn this thing, if you are not the kind of genius who can get full marks without reading a book.

After finding the error, obediently and honestly, recalculate the question to deepen the impression.

Don't assume that you can skip this question if you know what's wrong.

Because next time you will do it again.

Your memory is not as good as you think.

Let's not talk about people who are super-intelligent, or who are born with intellectual disabilities.

The difference between a general scholar and a scumbag is that.

A steadfast and hard-working person who can endure the loneliness of repeating the questions, and is willing to concentrate on learning down-to-earth.

The other is wanting to be lazy, constantly making excuses for oneself, and being blindly confident.

When Ai Liang first tutored Yang Xingyue, she received a lot of training for this matter.

I often go to Yue Qihua to complain.

3 minutes later, Yang Xingyue finished the calculation: "I got the correct answer."

Ai Liang asked calmly, "Well, do you have any other questions?"

"Yes, but... can you change the video call to the front camera?"

Yang Xingyue looked away and covered the lower half of his face with his notebook He said softly: "I usually have face-to-face counseling, but now I can't see your face suddenly, I'm not used to it..."

Ai Liang: (ーー゛)

"Not so How can I show you the process of solving the problem?"

"You can take a picture and send it to me."

Yang Xingyue blushed and used it unconsciously. In a coquettish tone: "Umm~ okay~"

Ai Liang was worried that the video call would disturb others, so he always wore headphones.

Ai Liang's sensitive area is his ears.

This kind of feeling is like Yang Xingyue lying on his shoulders and acting like a spoiled child against his ears.

An electric current rushed from the brain to the back, making his whole body feel a little numb.

However, this feeling was quickly eliminated by the body.

Yang Xingyue on the screen, eyes full of attachment.

She poked the screen of her phone lightly, as if she could meet Ai Liang on the opposite side: "You can see me clearly, but I can only see the desktop here, too. It's not fair."

Are you here to ask questions, or are you here to chat with me?

Ai Liang looked up at the electronic clock and sighed helplessly.

He adjusted the camera of his phone back: "If you have any questions, please ask me."

"Hmmmmmm!"

Yang Xingyue's fast nodded, gardenia-like smile bloomed on her face.

(end of this chapter)