In the Black School Pavilion, the scumbags are cheering for the savior they have found to help with their homework.

Luo Yi poured a basin of cold water, "You really don't plan to go to college, do you?"

"Even if Xiao Fan can help you get all your homework done, what about the big exam? If you can't take the exam again this year, if you leave another level, where will you put your family's face? I don't care, you are different. ”

"Eighteen, can you die if you don't tell the truth?"

"It's heart-wrenching! ”

The three of them were immediately deflated and sat back in their places.

"Is there a mock question in the exam?" Fan Wujiang asked, Qian Duoduo nodded and responded: "Yes, it's useless, who knows what questions will come out during the big exam." So many people remember it?"

"How far did last year's grades fall short of the passing line?"

Qian Duoduo "has a total score difference of two hundred." ”

Jiang Le: "Me too." ”

Luo Yi didn't want to answer, but when he saw that everyone was looking at him, he said honestly: "I'm sixty short." ”

Fan Wujiang thought for a while: "Can you show me your mock questions?"

Jiang Le made a phone call, and ten minutes later, a boy came to the Black School Pavilion with a pile of handouts.

After Fan Wujiang roughly read the test questions, he asked again: "Then which course is good and which one is bad?"

"It's not very good, the physics is the worst. ”

"Ibid., Mathematics. ”

Ibid., in English. ”

The three replied in turn.

Huang Fusheng made up a sentence: "I'm almost average, alas, why doesn't our wizarding academy have a music department?"

"Don't interrupt. Jiang Le waved his hand at Huangfu Sheng.

Fan Wujiang: "There are still four months before the big exam, right?" I'm sure to help the three masters pass the big exam, but you have to come to the Black School Pavilion every day for a small class. ”

"Forget about the class, I won't listen. Qian Duoduo thought he had any constructive suggestions, but he lost interest when he heard the small class. Are there still few tutors hired at home? If you want to listen, you will not be able to pass the test, really.

"Try it, I'm different from the teacher. I used to tutor my classmates a lot, so I guess I have some experience. Moreover, a few young masters are no worse than others, maybe it's just that what the teacher said is not in line with a few people's hearts?"

"Oh, I love to hear what Xiao Fan says. Okay, just try it. If you really have the ability to let my brother pass the big exam, my sisters can give tens of millions of rewards just by giving them. Jiang Le said proudly.

"Well, I hope so. Over the years, my family has spent tens of millions of dollars on cultural classes and witchcraft classes, and the tutoring has been spent on tens of millions. "Qian Duoduo gave up on himself and was negative to the end.

"I feel like I'm still saved. Fan Fan, if you can tutor the senior in high school, then the first year of high school must be fine. Huang Fusheng said with a serious face.

Fan Wujiang looked at him with sparkling eyes and a very innocent look, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"This guy is really a demon! No wonder there are so many fan girls, and I don't know how many good girls will get into trouble when I grow up in the future..."

"I'm okay if I'm idle anyway, it's okay to listen. Luo Yi said.

"Okay, just do it. Let's start tonight! Excuse me, bring your own textbooks and test questions in the evening. Fan Wujiang put away the handouts and finalized the tutoring.

He didn't think about making money, he just thought that he had nothing to do, and he had nothing to repay others. Do what you can, give full play to your strengths, and see if you can help these scumbags who have to be recited by the family if they can't pass the exam.

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That night, the scumbags came to the Black School Pavilion with the mentality of trying it out and not caring about it. Then, the subversion began.

After talking about the two knowledge points, Luo Yi was attracted by Fan Wujiang's vivid tutoring methods. Jiang Le was very surprised, he didn't expect Fan Wujiang to hide so deeply.

Xueba, I didn't run properly.

This was followed by an English lesson. Qian Duoduo was originally the most resistant to listening to classes, but he found that Xiao Fan's way of memorizing words was very interesting and very good for his approach.

It's actually quite simple. Fan Wujiang found that Qian Duoduo loves to squander, but he loves to make money even more. Moreover, this little fat man also has a lot of business brains and talents.

Take this as a starting point to find the relationship between words and money, even if it is a loss, and then guide it. The method is naïve, but it does work for Qian Duoduo. He himself found it less difficult to remember words. Lay the groundwork and then solve the grammatical problems.

In fact, the biggest reason for this is that Qian Duoduo is not stupid, but he resists learning. Once people have a rebellious mentality, they will naturally reject it, and the more they want to remember, the more difficult it will become.

Jiang Le listened quite seriously, but his comprehension ability was not very good. After Fan Wujiang tried a variety of ways, he finally found the right point. Don't force the problem to solve, review the question first, review the question thoroughly, and do it a few more times to slowly understand it.

One night, of course, did not produce much. But for the next half a month, these guys didn't attend class, and they soaked in the Black School Pavilion every day to listen to Teacher Fan's lectures. Studying in class and bragging in and out of class, telling small jokes, it is so comfortable that it is not good.

Soon, two weeks passed, and the scumbags ushered in their first mini-test after the start of school.

Luo Yi was not too bad, but this time he got very good results;

Qian Duoduo is actually the fastest growing of the three, and has passed the passing line for the first time in the old difficulty of English;

Jiang Le's shortest board of physics also touched the edge of the passing line;

And Huangfu Sheng, who thought he was still saved, was the most competitive, Fan Wujiang used the music he was most interested in as the introduction to the lesson, and this test actually crossed the passing line.

On the day the test results came out, the four of them came to the Black School Pavilion in high spirits and asked Fan Wujiang for the bank card number very loudly.

Four million into the account.

Fan Wujiang is sluggish, this money is really easy to make!

In fact, the wizarding world didn't care much about cultural classes before, and it was only after entering the high-tech era that they realized that culture was also important. As a result, the importance of cultural classes has also reached an all-time high.

It's a pity that because I didn't pay much attention to it before, the teachers in the academy are not very high.

After this small test, a legend about a scholar brother began to circulate in the academy.

"Have you heard? There's a top student in the academy who is doing extracurricular tutoring in the Black School Pavilion. ”

"Have you heard? The Scrap Wood Alliance was actually praised by the class instructor for this small test. ”

"Well, I've heard that the top student is not only good at studying, but also has fun in class. I can also sing English songs and tell jokes with mathematical formulas..."

"That Xueba's brother looks pretty good, and Huangfusheng posted a guitar playing and singing with Xueba on his personal homepage. ”

"Really, take a look..."

In less than twenty days, the Black School Pavilion, which had been deserted for decades, suddenly transformed into the hottest hot spot in the academy.

Teng Taishan was a little devastated.

The four young masters were originally 'regular guests' who often came and went, and he had been receiving them for more than ten years, and they had long been as warm as a family. This sudden explosion of so many people really scared the old man.

As soon as the door was opened early in the morning, the old man found a group of little girls outside the gate, chattering about something.

Fan Wujiang was very happy, he felt that the future was promising, and it didn't seem to be as difficult as he imagined to make money in the wizarding world.

As it stands, he can't do it for free. It's useless how good-looking the girl is, and it's not easy to make a squeamish voice.

No money?

But he doesn't offend people, and someone helps him block those who want to skip class.

Qian Duoduo summoned more than a dozen strong men to stop people outside the door, and usually these little brothers eat and drink less? Raise soldiers for a thousand days, and use soldiers for a while.

After some screening, Qian Duoduo and Jiang Le drove out the idle people, and then commanded Teng Taishan to quickly close the door of the Black School Pavilion.

Some of the students who were stopped at the door really wanted to come to the class, and some came to join in the fun.

These people who can't enter the gate of the Black School Pavilion can only look at the building and sigh, complaining that they haven't found a good family for reincarnation...