Early the next morning, Lu Menglin got up energetically, took the two breakfast money on the table, and strode out.

It's good to be young! If Lu Menglin is 30 years old, like last night, he stayed up until half past three, where can he still get up this morning, and it will take at least a week to recover.

It's like now, after only four hours of sleep, like no one, jumping around and walking like flying.

It's the weekend and there are no classes at school.

Lu Menglin first went to the vegetable market in Jiekou, ordered a bowl of hot dry noodles with sesame paste, and then ordered a tofu skin and a bowl of tofu brain, and ate it until his belly was round, and then he left unsatisfied.

The breakfast in '98 was so delicious! Not only was it top-notch, but it was also surprisingly cheap! A bowl of hot dry noodles cost only six cents, and after eating this meal, Lu Menglin could still have eight cents left.

Thinking that twenty years later, a bowl of hot dry noodles costs ten yuan, and even tofu brain costs two yuan a bowl, as for the labor-intensive snack of bean skin, which has long been extinct, Lu Menglin is inevitably a little embarrassed.

Although he only had eight cents in his pocket, Lu Menglin felt extremely down-to-earth in his heart. Living in such an era when prices have not skyrocketed, I am really in a good mood.

Lu Menglin really had a little impression of the location of the cram school, which was actually near the school, the teacher's staff building.

Lu Menglin rushed to the faculty building, and what caught his eye was an old multi-storey residential building, there was definitely no elevator, a long corridor, a row of doors, and a college student dormitory.

When I walked to the door of the building, I saw high school students hurrying in with their textbooks.

Lu Menglin recognized a few of them, they had classmates from their own class, and there were also students from other classes, but there were not many of them.

Seeing Lu Menglin standing on the side of the road with his empty hands, these students who came up to the cram school looked at him in a little surprise, and then went into the staff building.

Lu Menglin hesitated for a moment, followed behind them, and entered the staff building together.

Go up to the third floor, turn left into the second room, and there are already more than a dozen students gathered at the door.

What caught my eye was a small classroom, about half the size of the school's classrooms, with about a dozen desks and chairs, and a small blackboard.

Those students who came to tutor were waiting for the small classroom to open, and everyone saw Lu Menglin's fresh face, and they couldn't help but look at him with some curiosity.

Lu Menglin soon saw the familiar face in the crowd.

It was Su Xuechen! I didn't expect her to come to the cram school? Lu Menglin was slightly surprised, with Su Xuejian's grades, did she still need cram school?

He nodded at Su Xuechen very friendly and smiled.

Su Xuechen was stunned, she didn't seem to be used to greeting a boy in front of so many people.

Although they are classmates, such an unscrupulous positive greeting as Lu Menglin is still too conspicuous.

The students next to them couldn't help but be surprised when they saw this boy actually smiling at Su Xuechen, and they were even more curious about him.

However, Lu Menglin didn't make any further moves except nodding and smiling, he just stood in place and waited, looking polite and measured.

Soon, Mr. Hu, who was tutoring everyone, also came up the stairs.

Mr. Hu is the head teacher of the second (third) class of high school, the head teacher of the mathematics class, he is a middle-aged man in his early thirties, he is quite thin, his cheeks are sunken, his skin is dark, and he looks malnourished.

For this homeroom teacher, Lu Menglin has almost no obvious impression, because in his memory, this homeroom teacher belongs to the kind that has no sense of existence.

Because he barely managed the things in the class, he quietly disappeared after his own class every day, and never did anything impressive.

He probably belongs to the kind of teacher who is not very responsible! Lu Menglin secretly made a judgment on this Teacher Hu in his heart.

But now it seems that this teacher Hu is probably all focused on cram school income generation, so he doesn't pay much attention to his own work.

But that's good, at least he doesn't leave too bad memories for his students, it's just incompetent.

Teacher Hu came to the corridor, the students automatically separated a passage, he walked through the middle of the students, went to the door of the small classroom, took out the key, and prepared to open the door.

Lu Menglin thought about it and decided to show his intention before he entered the classroom, because when Teacher Hu and the tutoring classmates entered the small classroom, the tutoring session would begin.

Perhaps because the inner soul is an adult, Lu Menglin did not regard this contact as a very difficult thing, so he did not expect that Mr. Hu would react like this next.

"Hello Mr. Hu!" Lu Menglin strode forward and greeted loudly.

The thin math teacher heard Lu Menglin's greeting, and his body stiffened slightly.

Because in cram school, everyone knows that it is a paid tutoring, and it is more of a business relationship, and no one will take the initiative to greet them enthusiastically.

"Are you in trouble?" Mr. Hu turned his head to look at Lu Menglin and asked.

Lu Menglin seemed to see a trace of confusion in the other party's cloudy eyes, and couldn't help but smile: "I'm Lu Menglin, a student in your class, and I want to tutor in mathematics." ”

"Oh, you wait first, stand aside!" Mr. Hu did not show any emotion, but replied in a wooden manner.

Lu Menglin obeyed, got out of the way, and stood on the side of the corridor.

The door of the small classroom was opened by Mr. Hu, and the students entered one after another.

Teacher Hu and the other students who came to tutor all entered the small classroom, and then they stood up and looked at Lu Menglin with a suspicious expression.

"Teacher, I have a serious bias in mathematics, and my foundation has fallen a lot, and I want to make up for a year. Aim for a good grade. Lu Menglin said in a tone as sincere as possible, with a serious face.

I believe that anyone who hears these words can tell from them that his tone is very sincere.

Teacher Hu raised his head, squinted his eyes, looked Lu Menglin up and down, and suddenly laughed.

"It's a rare weekend, you go outside and play! hehe, that's it. Teacher Hu waved his hand, as if he was driving away a fly.

Lu Menglin's heart sank suddenly, he didn't expect that his face was full of enthusiasm and he would actually get such a sentence.

"How much is the tuition fee for your cram school a year?" Lu Menglin steadied himself and squeezed out the words between his teeth.

Teacher Hu shook his head, and said impatiently: "It's not a matter of tuition! Your foundation is too poor, why waste everyone's time? What if I take people like you in and influence other people?"

As soon as Lu Menglin heard this, he immediately understood, where did the head teacher, Mr. Hu, not ask about the world, but pretended to be confused, he knew the math results of his classmates well, and for those students who had the hope of improving, he had already privately issued an invitation to make up classes, and for Lu Menglin, a scumbag, he was simply excluded from the cram school at the beginning.

The small classroom was quiet, and all the students inside pricked up their ears and listened to the conversation between teachers and students at the door.

They have an indescribable emotion about Lu Menglin's experience, maybe with a little sympathy, maybe a little pride.

It turns out that some people don't even have the qualifications to pay for tutoring!

It is very strange that Lu Menglin did not show any emotions, whether it was chagrin or anger, none of them.

As if he had just heard something he was accustomed to, he nodded and said lightly, "Oh! That's fine! I'm just asking." ”

After that, Lu Menglin didn't say much, turned around and walked towards the staircase.

Teacher Hu naturally does not pay attention to and take care of the emotions of a poor student, in the eyes of teachers like them, only an excellent student like Su Xuechen is the object that needs to be cared for.

Looking at the disappearing back at the door, Su Xuechen suddenly felt that his heart tightened slightly.

He shouldn't have been discriminated against in the first place! It was he who asked him to come to Mr. Hu for tutoring, so he was hit!

Moreover, how could Mr. Hu say such things? Isn't he the head teacher? Teaching the grades of the classmates well is what a teacher should do!

Thinking of this, Su Xuechen suddenly felt that Mr. Hu's impression in his heart was greatly reduced, and what kept surging in his heart was a slight sense of guilt.

Finally, Su Xuechen frowned, tightened the strap of her schoolbag, and resolutely walked towards the door of the small classroom.

"Su Xuechen, you, what are you doing?" Teacher Hu couldn't help but ask when he saw the strange behavior of the top student he valued the most.

Su Xuechen endured the discomfort in her heart, shook her head and said, "Teacher Hu, I remember that there is something at home, and I can't come to audit your class today." ”

After that, Su Xuechen passed by Teacher Hu and quickly rushed out of the door of the small classroom.

Running down the stairs in one breath, Su Xuechen felt like a bird out of the cage, and the big stone pressed on his chest suddenly disappeared, which was very comfortable.

Standing at the intersection, Su Xuechen looked around, as if he was a little hesitant, not knowing what he was looking for.

"Class leader, what are you looking for? Do you want me to help?" At this time, from behind Su Xuechen, someone's laughter came.