In the morning light, the warm golden sun shines through the window curtain, dimly projecting on the white porcelain skin of Cocoa.

It was a super good morning, the air in the suburbs was particularly fresh, and the oxygen ions immediately melted into the blood, making the brain instantly sober.

Coco rolled comfortably under the covers, and hadn't slept in such a soft bed for a long time.

A beautiful feeling that has not been seen for a long time, a good night's dream, but ...... This bed, this beautiful ceiling!

As her mind spun, she suddenly remembered that she was not living a good life now, but was temporarily living in Mr. Kimpson's house, and her identity was the Chinese tutor of his son Josh Jr.!

Thinking of the cruelty of reality, she immediately bounced up with her unkempt hair!

Oh, my God! I forgot to set the alarm clock, and when I saw that the wall clock on the wall was very faceless, it pointed to 8 o'clock, and Coco's eyes were straight.

"It's over, it's over! will definitely be late, and I will be criticized by Mr. Zhou Ming again! ”

Coco began to change clothes, put on shoes, and wash, and got everything done in five minutes.

It's been a hard ride, and it's not necessarily a good thing to have a big house.

Coco hurried past Isha like a rabbit and said hello by the way, but she didn't hear what Isha said later.

From the door of the room to the main entrance of the hall, Coco took another minute.

Fortunately, I met Mr. Kimpson and little Josh outside the door, who were about to leave.

Coco stumbled into their sight, and when she saw Coco panting, little Josh greeted her happily, "CoCo, morning!" ”

Coco replied breathlessly and awkwardly, "Hehe, morning, Josh." ”

Mr. Kimpson looked at Coco, who was flustered and at a loss, and said very sympathetically, "Let's go, I'll send Josh to the elementary school of Pedora Academy, and I will also go there for a shareholder meeting." ”

In fact, Mr. Kimpson went to knock on Coco's door early in the morning, but Coco slept too deeply and soundly to hear, thinking that it might be because his son was tired of pestering her to learn kung fu yesterday.

If Coco doesn't catch up with them, he plans to ask the headmaster for her to take a leave of absence, saying that she is not feeling well or something, but she actually wakes up before they leave.

Only then did Coco understand that Mr. Kimpson was a shareholder of the school, so it was no wonder that Senior Yu Luoxi could successfully recommend her.

Coco politely thanked her, "Okay, then thank you, Mr. Kimpson." ”

Now Coco finally sat in the car with peace of mind.

Because of its location in the middle of nowhere, there were very few vehicles, and Mr. Kimpson managed to reach the academy in just 15 minutes, and Coco had to admire his god-like driving skills.

"Mr. Kimpson, your driving skills are truly remarkable!" Coco don't forget to praise it.

Who knew that little Joshit grabbed the words angrily, "Of course my dad's skills are not a problem, he used to be a racing driver!" ”

Mr. Kimpson immediately interrupted him, "If you want to be a good racer like your father, you have to study hard. ”

Little Josh, humbly down, said, "Oh, I see. ”

Coco can't help but want to laugh, children are really easy to fool, racing drivers are inseparable from hard work, and it doesn't seem to have much to do with learning.

Mr. Kimpson sent Coco directly to the elevator downstairs of the school building, so that she managed to escape the fate of being late.

In the noisy classroom, Qian Yunche kept looking at the watch on her wrist, and from time to time she stretched her neck to look outside the classroom, and after repeating the action many times, she finally complained, "This girl is really getting more and more unaware of time, and she is becoming more and more disagreeable, and she doesn't take Teacher Zhou Ming in her eyes." ”

Ruoyu also asked worriedly, "Hasn't Coco come yet?" But I thought worriedly, I hope nothing happens.

Qian Yunche shrugged helplessly, "This girl is without me, and things always don't work well." ”

Han Youhyuk quipped at the right time, "You also think too highly of yourself." ”

Qian Yuncheol slapped Han Youhyuk's shoulder with his elbow, and Han Youhyuk, who was enduring the pain, pointed at Coco, who was belated, "Hey, hey, don't make trouble, Coco is here!" ”

Only then did everyone see Coco who had just stepped into the classroom at the door.

A relieved smile finally appeared on Qian Yunche's lips.

The time was just right, and he successfully entered the classroom a moment before Mr. Zhou Ming.

Coco patted her chest with relief.

During recess, Coco's cell phone rang, and the caller ID was President Yu Luoxi.