Chapter 17: This is not a question of whether he dares to confess.

"No, no, how is it possible!" Ji Mingyue only snorted after he reacted, and quickly denied, "I just ..."
Lin Feng looked at him quietly.
... Ji Mingyue "just" couldn't come out.
I do n’t sympathize with you, I just like you?
This was not a question of whether he dared to confess, but once he said that Lin Feng accepted the possibility of his approach, he really completely cut off. He knows that Lin Feng has never been the kind of person who can rely on others to enjoy the benefits with peace of mind. Rather, he is most reluctant to bear human debt.
This is how the previous life refused to donate, and this life faced him ... presumably the same.
"I'm not a philanthropist, why do you have nothing to sympathize with?" Ji Mingyue straightened his back and said, "... I just want to ask you to make up for me! What the teacher said was impatient and I just kept moving. Teach me, it's annoying. You collect my money ... you have to listen to me. "
He took a sip of water and kept calm: "... I know your family is short of money, and I can give you money, but you have to listen to me later, you have to teach me anytime, anywhere, and I tell you to talk three times, You are not allowed to speak twice and a half ... "
"You can hire a tutor, the kind of key university." Lin Feng said.
"Ah, you still don't understand what I mean!" Ji Mingyue said that he believed that he was true, "I said 'anytime, anywhere', it's true 'anytime, anywhere'! If I were, I told you not to go to sports Class, stay in the classroom and give me questions, then you must immediately find a way to ask for leave; I will let you go to my house, you have to obediently go back to school with me ... understand? "
Speaking of the back, he also deliberately and arrogantly raised his jaw, consciously showing Huang Shiren's style.
Lin Feng looked at him, and the eyes gradually faded in the beginning, but with a little smile, he said, "Okay, are you looking for a personal book boy?"
"Ah ... it seems to mean that, but ..." Ji Mingyue is thinking about how to improve Lin Feng's status in the metaphor so as not to hurt his self-esteem ...
Lin Feng laughed and said, "It is indeed our young lady."
Ji Mingyue: "..."
Go to drops to improve your status! Go to drops to hurt self-esteem! Lin Feng's mental capacity is obviously better than his Huang Shiren!
Although the discussion about "is sympathy" ended unexpectedly in Ji Mingyue's grief, Lin Feng did not make it clear in the end that he would come to be the "personal book boy". Ji Mingyue didn't dare to ask too. He managed to cover up this topic. He didn't know how much Lin Fengxin had, and he was afraid he wouldn't end it if he studied it again.
It was easy to complete the final exam at 4pm. It was about an hour earlier than usual and there was no extra homework. This was even a small holiday in the school's "gift". Ji Mingyue reached home with his front foot, and received a text message from Huang Shuxiang on his hind foot.
She said in a text message with fear and gratitude, thanks to Ji Mingyue's medical examination of his family and the detection of her son's pancreatic cancer. Fortunately, it was early and could be removed by surgery.
She has been busy with her son's admission procedures and taking care of patients in recent days, so she can't come to cook for Ji Mingyue. When she and Ji Hong explained the situation, Ji Hong also helped them find a better doctor in the city, so she was extremely grateful to their father and son, and also recommended her fellow villagers in a text message. If you are a nanny, the other person will be a good candidate.
Huang Shuxiang didn't recognize many words and couldn't understand Pinyin, but she was afraid she would disturb Ji Mingyue's class, so she didn't know how long it took to edit such a long text message. After Ji Mingyue watched it, she called her directly and said, "Aunt Huang, you can take care of the patient with peace of mind. I won't find a new cooking nanny for the moment. When your family recovers, I welcome you anytime. come back."
"Well, good ... Ming Yue, Aunt Huang really thank you ..." Huang Shuxiang's voice was choking slightly. She had always felt Ji Ming Yue's pity, her mother died early, her father was away at home all year round, and she was alone Long crooked, but lively and mad, very painful. Up to now, in addition to her pity, she has a lot of admiration and gratitude for Ji Mingyue.
"It's okay, don't ... you're busy ..." Ji Mingyue answered the call, hung back slowly, lay down on the bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze.
The house was empty, and the evening wind blew down his face along a slit window. He felt hungry, but didn't want to get up and find something to eat. In fact, Huang Shuxiang also has some attachments. Her slightly fat body, finely chopped, and the aroma of food on her body ...
Some regrets, no matter before or after rebirth, there is no way to make up.
He missed his mother a bit ...
Ji Mingyue slumbered under the window for a night without eating dinner. When he got up the next morning, he felt a little drowsy, like a sign of a cold.
He didn't take it too seriously, after feeding the cat, he took out two bags of milk from the milk carton and put them in the schoolbag. He crouched in front of the carton for a while, and cocked his head for a moment, thinking about it, and put back one of the bags of milk. After a while, he took it back again.
"Be prepared." He whispered.
When he was about to go out, he saw that Ji Hong had sent him a text message last night, discussed with him about Huang Shuxiang, and asked him what he wanted for a new nanny.
Ji Hong is a very busy person. It is estimated that he forgot to see his reply. Ji Mingyue typed a reply and said that he didn't want a new babysitter, and she could use her again when it was convenient for Huang Shuxiang.
Although he still had ten fingers in his life, he had spent so many years abroad, and basically had no problem taking care of himself. Although he often made dark dishes when trying to cook, simple home-cooked dishes were still available. In addition, he has a generous amount of pocket money in a large row of restaurants and restaurants on the street in front of the school, so he does not need to worry about being hungry.
Huang Shuxiang is here because he has nostalgia. If Huang Shuxiang needs to leave, he is actually more used to living alone.
The city-wide entrance exam is imminent. At the request of the principal, the teachers judged the papers to be astonishingly fast: after the exams on Tuesday, the results were recorded on Wednesday afternoons and Thursdays, and the papers began to be issued.
Some subject teachers couldn't help yawning when they were in class—there was no way, the leaders were asking too much, and they took the papers home to 11: 2!
The first subjects to come down are mathematics, physics, and chemistry, which are mainly numbers and are faster to review. Because there is no arts and sciences, there are too many exam subjects. Except for the number of languages, the full score is 150. Other subjects are calculated based on 100 points. of.
Ji Mingyue took more than 600 exams at the end of the last semester, and there was no passing grade, all of them were a dozen or dozens. This is a rare time to take part in a science subject. All of them were struggling to pass the exam, and Yang Chao was singled out to praise him: "I read Ji Mingyue's paper. Although he chose to fill in the blanks, he was very wrong, but The score was very high. Mr. Ke Ren said that his overall thinking was correct, even if he felt the way! Look at people ... "
Ji Mingyue rushed to Feng Rui and they raised their eyebrows proudly, and then heard Yang Chao said: "Ji Mingyue also don't be proud, but continue to improve, you go back and copy all the wrong questions as big questions, and then go one by one. Do it again, and write the steps clearly. Don't forget, I'll check you individually! "
Feng Rui burst into glee and laughter in an instant, Ji Mingyue was extremely sad and sighed as he lay back on the table.
He and Lin Feng had been tacitly silent for almost two days. Facing the "tasks" set by Yang Chao, he was embarrassed to find Lin Feng at this time, so he could only die in front of the paper.
Lin Feng did very well in the exams. Some of the science subjects were not full marks but also close to full marks. Physics also took the highest academic year, and was praised by the physics teacher in the classroom for a long time.
These questions may be very simple for Lin Feng, but for Ji Mingyue, who has been a waste of his studies since junior high school, those knowledge points and types of questions are all broken and are not connected at all. Although he relied on rote memorization to do some big questions, he could only deal with the high school freshman test, and the question type stayed relatively rigid.
Once the question type has changed, it may just be a circle in the description, or like choosing to fill in the blanks, breaking up the knowledge points and crushing them, he will be obscured by his eyes and basically do not know what to do.
The task assigned by Yang Chao was extremely painful.
Moreover, his cold seemed to be a little worse ...
Their seats change every Monday, and this week the two of them changed to the row next to the wall. Lin Feng sat on the outside to do the questions, and in the corner of his eyes, he glanced at the new table where he had been assigned the task, braced his face, wrote the questions for a while, then scrambled the paper, and lay down against the wall. He heard the sound of his nose sniffing gently ...
This is ... I ca n’t do it, so sad? !!
Lin Feng stared at the question for a long time. He didn't look into his head at all. He only heard Ji Mingyue, who buried his face in his arm, and sniffed his nose after a while, and then smoked again after a while ... Later, he still buried his head. I took out a paper towel in my pocket and made a rattling noise ...
Lin Feng finally couldn't bear it, reached out his hand, and knuckled at Ji Jiyue's table: "Ji Mingyue."
Ji Mingyue's voice was hoarse, with a faint half-beat: "Ah?"
"You turn around." Lin Feng even took the initiative to pass the papers on Ji Mingyue's desk. "Where wouldn't you say it?" He saw Ji Mingyue's red eyes, and his tone could not help but calm down. Shao, "... In advance, I don't really speak as well as a teacher."
Ji Mingyue holding a tissue in his hand and preparing to blow his nose: ...?
Lin Feng pressed his hand to help him stumble: "Also, make up for lessons, don't give me money."
Ji Mingyue didn't respond to his meaning until then, his eyes lit up a little: Although he didn't achieve his purpose at all, but Lin Fengken was relaxed, it was a century of progress! !! Although I don't know why Lin Feng suddenly changed his mind because of something ... but you can still grind it slowly without receiving money. The most important thing now is to seize the opportunity!
He didn't care if his nose was still pressed, and sighed and said, "No, no problem!"
"Today's make-up class, should we go to my house after school?"