Chapter 33 The rampage of Xiaoqiang
After explaining the matter, Ms. Yang left the house.
Standing at Han Mengqi's door, Lu Zhou looked at the door key in his hand, thought about it, and finally stuffed the key into his pocket, reached out and knocked on the door.
Boom β
There was a muffled sound of soft stomping.
The door felt like it had been smashed with a pillow or something.
"Go away! I warn you, if you dare to come in, I'll call the police! β
What a girl with a bad personality......
Obviously, the sound is quite good.
Lu Zhou shrugged his shoulders, without the slightest anger, and said through the door, "I don't care, whether you can get out or not, my salary will be paid." But is that really good? That's a thousand dollars for five hours. β
But anyone who hears a thousand dollars will feel distressed, right?
Lu Zhou tried to empathize, but the result was to underestimate the willfulness of the rich.
"Heh," a cold snort came from behind the door, Han Mengqi raised her voice and said in a nonchalant tone, "Whatever you want, anyway, that woman has money, and it's her business to spend it however she likes, so you just let her keep you." β
The woman......
Listening to this tone, the estrangement between the mother and daughter is really not ordinarily deep.
Standing at the door and waiting for a while, seeing that the little girl had no intention of opening the door at all, Lu Zhou didn't want to waste time, so he turned around and went back to the study, and carried all the materials placed in the study to the living room.
He hadn't touched the knowledge of high school for a long time, but it wasn't difficult to pick it up after looking at it twice. After all, he is also a 985 college student, and he once killed a warrior who went to the single-plank bridge from thousands of troops, and he can't do it without some ability.
Sitting on the sofa, Lu Zhou glanced at the textbook twice, and suddenly noticed the glass slag on the floor, and couldn't help frowning.
The old problem of obsessive-compulsive disorder has been redone.
Sighing, he stood up, went to the bathroom to find the broom, and cleaned up the garbage first.
But just as he was about to put down the broom, a scream suddenly came from inside the closed room.
"Ahββ!h
Lu Zhou was shocked, thinking that something had happened, so without saying a word, he threw down the broom and rushed towards the room.
He took out the key and opened the door, and as soon as the door was pushed open, a black unidentified crawling object rushed towards his feet.
Jack bauer?
Lu Zhou subconsciously trampled it to death, continued to walk towards the room, and hurriedly asked.
"What's going on?"
Because the curtains were drawn, the light in the room was dim.
It's hard to imagine that this is a girl's boudoir, and it's hard to imagine that such a room would exist in such an upscale apartment.
Because in a sense, the chaos here is comparable to their dormitory.
Books were piled up in the corners of the walls, piled up with puppets and stuff, puffed food bags were left on the floor, and even a few pieces of potato chips could be seen on the floor...... No wonder Xiaoqiang will run in to forage for food, this thing is the most sensitive to oil. sense.
His long hair was slightly disheveled, and a petite figure shrunk in the corner of the bed, his hands clutching at the pillow, hugging his knees and shivering. She was wearing loose pajamas and pajamas, her fair face was tense, her lips were bitten and they were starting to turn blue, and she looked like she had hit a ghost with a frightened look.
"Die, die......"
"Dead?"
"Are you dead?" With a trembling mouth, Han Mengqi looked at the bed tremblingly, wanting to come down but not daring to come down.
Lu Zhou was slightly stunned, and then looked at the side of his feet with a strange expression.
"You're talking about...... Cockroach? β
Han Mengqi nodded nervously.
"It's dead, here." Lu Zhou sighed and pointed down with his finger.
I thought something was wrong, but I didn't expect it to be a bug.
Just trample to death.
As for it?
As soon as he heard that his natural enemy was dead, Han Mengqi breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense body relaxed.
But soon, she stared at Lu Zhou like a great enemy, took out her iPhone, and said vigilantly: "Who, who let you come in without permission, get out quickly, or ...... Or I really called the policeββ! Why are you turning on the lights all of a sudden, you, you ...... Impudent! β
The sudden light stabbed Han Mengqi's eyes, making her subconsciously raise her arms to protect her eyes.
Lu Zhou ignored her, turned around and went to the bathroom to get a broom back.
In addition to the packaging bags on the floor, he also cleaned the corners under the bed and the room one by one.
As a result, I don't know if I don't clean it, and I'm really shocked when I sweep it.
Looking at the large pile of garbage swept out, Lu Zhou wiped the ash on his forehead, and couldn't help but complain: "There are so many snacks piled up in the house, you are planning to raise Gu!" β
Told this, the girl sitting on the bed blushed and said angrily: "I want you to take care of it...... Have a finger in the pie. β
Lu Zhou glanced at her, then looked at the snacks in the box, and asked, "You eat these at noon?" β
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The girl snorted coldly and did not speak.
Lu Zhou didn't say anything, tied up the garbage bag, turned around and walked out the door, and closed the door with him.
Looking at the closed door, Han Mengqi was slightly surprised, and the hand holding the pillow loosened slightly. I didn't expect that the heartless mother invited the tutor to "compromise" so quickly. Originally, she was ready for a long-term confrontation, but now she has a feeling of strength and nowhere to go......
Back in the living room, Lu Zhou opened the compulsory mathematics textbooks for high school and spread them out on the coffee table.
Not only the school textbooks, but also the teaching materials, the test papers of the previous month's exams are also in the pile of materials left by Ms. Yang. As Ms. Yang explained, her math scores were really not good.
I can't even get half of the 150-point paper, and the highest one is barely 80 points.
Such a score is not to mention a test, and whether you can go to undergraduate or not is a problem.
However, her Chinese grades are quite good, Lu Zhou looked at her composition and found that the writing was quite literary. There is also English, which is not very high, but basically it is above 120 points. As for biochemistry and physics, it is difficult to evaluate.
"What kind of science do you want to study on this basis...... The liberal arts can also be rescued directly. β
Lu Zhou shook his head, picked up the pen from the table, and began to write and draw on the A4 white paper.
High school math is not difficult, of course, we will not discuss the complex transformation of problem types, but purely from the perspective of knowledge quantity.
The knowledge points covered in a compulsory course, but a set and a elementary function, take about 40 class hours to talk about, and the knowledge points covered in a high math class in college may be more than this.
This is also the reason why many people are at the top of their grade in high school, but they don't fit in when they go to college. Because the teacher on the podium is not driving a train, but a rocket.
Han Mengqi's foundation is very poor, but in Lu Zhou's opinion, it is not without room for salvation.
After all, exams are not competitions, they are all about the basics.
If you work the basics, even if you can't take the test above 140, get all the "basic scores" of 120, which is a considerable score.
The four compulsory textbooks look scary when stacked, but in fact, the knowledge points involved are actually just like that...... At least for Lu Zhou, who had a liver blast last night and finished the entire book of "Analytic Geometry".
First of all, he has to make an outline to summarize all the knowledge points of the four books of compulsory 1452. Then, according to Han's previous exam results, the knowledge points that she failed to master will be marked...... Although these things should have been summarized by herself.
In short, no matter how bad the attitude of the "customer" is, Lu Zhou feels that since he has taken over the job, he has the obligation to do his best.
If you don't ask for anything else, at least it's worth the hourly wage of 200 yuan per hour. Even if he has no understanding of the tutoring market, he knows that this salary is definitely higher than the market average.
In this way, time passed minute by minute.
At about half past five, Lu Zhou stretched his waist, stood up and moved his slightly sore shoulders.
Looking at the neatly handwritten stack of A4 paper on the coffee table, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up a smile.
Although it was a bit troublesome at first, when something was done, it was quite rewarding to look back and look back.
It's almost six o'clock.
With this achievement, today's part-time job can also be regarded as a handover.
At this moment, there was a slight noise in the door not far away, and then a petite figure came out of it.
Lu Zhou looked up and saw that her pajamas and pajamas had been replaced by casual T-shirts and jeans, but her long hair was still messy.
And I don't know if it's his delusion, but I always feel that when she stands up, she looks more petite than when she sits on the bed and curls up.
In particular, the small body that was like a flat geometry, there were no ups and downs at all, and it was completely opposite to her cousin.
"Look, see what I'm doing...... I called the police. β
Lu Zhou sighed: "Don't always threaten me with the police, I didn't do anything, you have to have a reason to call the police, you have to be detained if you disturb the peace, you can think clearly." β
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Somewhat lost temper by Lu Zhou's calmness, Han Mengqi bit her lip and didn't speak, turned around and rushed into the bathroom.
Looking at the closed door, Lu Zhou's heart suddenly turned out to be in a hurry.
I said how to give up the door.
After a while, there was a sound of flushing water in the bathroom, and Han Mengqi, who had washed her face, walked out with a tense face.
When passing by the living room, she suddenly noticed the things on the coffee table, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned, frowning: "What is this?" β
"You can't remember your own textbooks? How long has it been since I touched a book? β
ββ¦β¦ You have to take care of it. Looking at the thick A4 paper, Han Mengqi muttered in a low voice, don't look over, turned around and walked to the kitchen, "I'm hungry, you can do it yourself." β
"You. . . Mom is coming back soon, don't you wait for her to eat with you? Leaning on the sofa and crossing his legs, Lu Zhou looked at Han Mengqi's back and said seriously, "I think since we are a family, it is better to sit and eat together." β
Looking back, Han Mengqi smiled coldly.
That smile really doesn't look like the expression on the face of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old child.
"Wait for her? Didn't she message you? β