Xia Zhi and Pan Rui only stayed in Kangzhou for two days, and Xia Zhi went back to Taicheng with Pan Rui under the pretext that he wanted to go back to Nanzhou to prepare for the move.

In the last two days of the May Day holiday, the summer solstice came to the training class.

Teacher Liang Liying of Future Star told her that the three composition classes she has taken over now are divided by age group, and the class on the evening of May 5 will start from 7 to 9 p.m. on Friday, which is an improvement class for junior high school students, and the other two classes on Saturday are for the upper and lower grades of primary school.

The moment she walked into the classroom, Xia Zhi knew that she had been tricked again.

The classroom was small, with a moving blackboard at the front, and four rows of desks under the lectern, four in each row, but there were only five students sitting in the classroom at the moment.

Thinking about it, it can't be said that Liang Liying lied to her, people just said that there is a class of less than fifteen people, and now it's right. It was her own wishful thinking that she could recruit fifteen people.

I still have to take classes. Xia Zhi sighed secretly and took out the lesson plans and learning materials prepared in advance.

In the two-hour course, Xia Zhi arranged half an hour to solve problems and teach techniques, one hour for students to write, and half an hour for correction and commentary, which was not too tiring. From this point of view, although the lesson fee of 100 yuan is lost, it is not too bad.

With this lesson from the past, seeing seven students in the upper elementary school class the next day, Xia Zhi actually felt that he had earned it.

It's just that her joy didn't last long, and in the lower class in the afternoon, only a second-grade child was waiting for her in the classroom with big eyes sitting upright, and she was stunned when she saw it. Are you sure this isn't a one-on-one tutor?

She went to Liang Liying: "Is there only one student in the afternoon class?" ”

"Yes, there is only one child in the lower grades for the time being, and it will increase gradually."

The ghost believes this, most of the semester has passed, and those who want to come to study have already come. Summer Solstice couldn't cry or laugh.

After the accident last night, she hurriedly adjusted the class links, but they were all designed according to the small class of five or six people, and now there is only one person, and she can't go through many processes.

For example, in the introduction session, she originally designed a small game of drumming and passing flowers, so that the children who received the flowers stood up and said a word verbally. Then guide the child to think about how to refine the sentence and be more specific.

Right now...... Xia Zhi stood on the podium and looked at the nervous little fat man sitting directly below, he watched Xia Zhi go out and come back, thinking that he had done something wrong, and his face was full of anxiety. Xia Zhi cleared his throat, embarrassed to himself.

She looked down at her lesson plan and deleted all the links that required other students to interact and participate, and the rest was basically very boring knowledge points to teach.

After listening to it for ten minutes, the little fat man began to sit still a little - after all, he was a second-grade child, and his attention span was not long. Xia Zhi hurriedly asked him to write - it might be better to change the task.

Then, in less than ten minutes, the little fat man handed in a few words that were written crookedly, and after Xia Zhi finished correcting it, he finished recopying it, and the two stared at each other for a while.

Only half an hour has passed since these two hours of class......

"Teacher, I'm done." It was the little fat man who opened his mouth first.

"Hmm...... The teacher saw it, and you wrote very well. That...... Is it okay for the teacher to reward you for playing a game? "The rest of the summer solstice had to be played on the spot.

Xia Zhi thought of a game of guessing words, she and the little fat man took turns to do a certain action and let the other party guess the words, and played like this for nearly half an hour. Then Xia Zhi guided him to recall the process of the game, how to write to write vividly, and assigned him to write another short essay.

When playing, the little fat man was very active, and as soon as he started writing again, he was not happy. Xia Zhi took out the sugar he had prepared earlier, coaxed and lured, and the little fat man completed his homework so-so.

stayed up until the end of class, and the little fat man said goodbye to Xia Zhi with sugar in his mouth, and went back with his parents. Xia Zhi sat in the classroom and almost fell apart, she had never earned such a difficult 20 yuan......

But what could she do? She can't refuse to attend a class just because there's only one student...... The part-time agreement she signed was bundled with courses, and if she wanted to take on two other classes, she had to drag her to this junior class...... Otherwise, they will have to resign altogether.

She calculated in her heart, in this way, counting the one-on-one tutor on the little genius's side, she could only get a salary of about 1,200 a month, which was too far from her original budget of more than 2,000.

Instead of comforting her, Pan Rui said: "I told you, it's not easy to run a cram school in our place, but fortunately we didn't start our own class, right?" ”

Xia Zhi felt sullen, in fact, she could take another trip to tutor from Monday to Friday night, and the little genius training camp had also asked her about this intention.

But in order to earn those forty yuan, I have to spend two hours on the road every night, and then spend two hours as a tutor, and I have to spend half an hour preparing for classes during the day.

Of course, not always there are manuscript requests, and even if the editor of the same magazine approves of the quality of her manuscript, he will not publish her manuscript in every issue.

She's been online for two months, and now she can get one copy a week, and sometimes two a week if she's lucky.

The level of manuscript fees is uneven, but you can get almost 1,000 a month, and including the part-time income of the training course, it barely reached the original expectation of more than 2,000.

"What should I do?" Xia Zhi asked Pan Rui.

"What to do? Isn't it good? Pan Rui was playing computer games, absent-mindedly about Xia Zhi's questioning.

Xia Zhi pursed his mouth and walked over to cover his eyes.

"What's wrong?" He took her hand, took off his headphones and turned to her, finally thinking seriously about her question, "It doesn't matter how much money you make, it's not that I can't afford to support you." ”

Xia Zhi pointed at him out of the corner of his eye: "I don't want you to raise it." ”

"I know that you are an independent woman of the new age. But I don't see the problem right now. Didn't you plan to earn more than 2,000 a month? Aren't you there now? ”

"But this income is unstable."

"But you have an easy income!"

Xia Zhi said dissatisfiedly: "It's just that this unstable income is not easy, so I can't be happy." In your eyes, I just took two hours of classes and wrote a manuscript to get this income, but do you know how much effort I put into preparing for this class?

"Does my time going back and forth to the training course count? Do I know how much information I need to look up when writing a manuscript? Do you know how long it takes me to wander around the Internet to find a reliable contract? ”

"I know, I know, I know!" Pan Rui hugged her to his lap and sat down, "As soon as you say it now, I'll know." But I'm also very serious about saying that my monthly income is enough for us to live comfortably here, and you can spend as much money as you earn, and you don't have to push yourself so hard. ”

Xia Zhi pushed away his face: "How much do you earn, how much do you spend?" What about the house? ”

Pan Rui was stunned and said, "What house?" ”

Xia Solstice was also stunned: "Our house! ”