13 Serious little fishing teacher

Time is like water, and the flow is silent.

It was the height of summer, and the hot wind was blowing slowly, and the emerald branches and leaves trembled slightly.

Jiang Xiaoyu's one-on-one tutoring for Yang Luo has been going on for a while.

Yang Luo only told his parents that he was going to study at the home of a classmate with good grades, and he had to go back later every day.

Yang Jianguo and Luo Wenxiu took it for granted that his classmate was a boy, and they were very supportive of this, and often asked Yang Luo to bring something over.

It's true, under normal circumstances, no parent will agree to give the boy make-up lessons in the evening.

Not in your own home!

"The sine function is an odd function, and f(x)=sin(x2+1) is a sinusoidal function, so f(x)=sin(x2+1) is an odd function. ...... above"

Jiang Xiaoyu wore a white cotton school uniform with short sleeves, bowed slightly, and pointed to the book with a pen, his voice was like a clear spring, soft and warm.

Yang Luo sat across the small table and listened carefully.

Mother Jiang was carefully preparing the materials needed for tomorrow's stall in the kitchen, trying not to disturb the two of them studying in the living room.

"Do you understand?"

Seeing that Yang Luo looked like this, Jiang Xiaoyu nodded with the tip of his pen again.

"yes, I see."

"Really? Then you do this question. โ€

Jiang Xiaoyu has always been serious in his work, and he is never perfunctory.

Yang Luo didn't hesitate when he heard this, he really understood the knowledge points just now, and he wouldn't appear:

Brain: Learned!

Hand: No, you don't!

Seeing that Yang Luo had quickly finished solving the problem, Jiang Xiaoyu leaned forward slightly and turned the exercise book upside down to check.

Yang Luo's nose twitched, and he smelled a faint aroma of orchids.

Jiang Xiaoyu has always been plain-faced and does not use powder, so Yang Luo speculated that this may be the legendary body fragrance.

Before he could revel in it, Jiang Xiaoyu's cold voice came.

"What's the fuss? You've basically got the problem right, but there are a few steps that could be simplified......"

Jiang Xiaoyu didn't know what her mother said to Yang Luo before dinner that day.

She always thought that she was paying off her debts by giving Yang Luo a make-up lesson, so she was extra careful and didn't want Yang Luo to feel that she had lost money......

At eight o'clock in the evening, the study meeting ended, and Jiang Xiaoyu sent Yang Luo out of the house.

She wanted to send him to the unit door, but Yang Luo refused.

"It's so late, and there is no light in your corridor, hurry back!"

"Well, that's... See you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow!"

After Yang Luo came out, he didn't go home, but went straight to the Origin Network Information Center, and he still had the task of coding words.

At this point, he was prepared for a long time, and his excuse to deal with his parents was to go back after nine o'clock every day.

It was by taking advantage of this spare time that Yang Luo was about to finish the immortal intermittently.

By now, he has received two months of manuscript fees, and his account balance has reached five figures again.

There is also news from the uncle's side that the computer will arrive soon, and everything is developing in a good direction......

The next day, moderate to heavy rain.

Originally, Luo Xiuyun asked Yang Luo to bring an umbrella in the morning, but he saw that the sky was just overcast, so he didn't bother to take it.

Towards the end of the day, rain poured down.

At the beginning, it was still very thin and soft, like smoke and fog.

Then it is strung into a thread, like a beaded curtain.

In the short distance from the school gate to the classroom, Yang Luo was already wet with his shoulders and trouser legs.

"What the hell!"

Yang Luo wiped his head, and there were some water marks on his hands.

"Oh, give you tissues, why don't you bring an umbrella!"

Liu Tian smiled and handed over the tissue in his hand.

She hitchhiked to her home in the morning, so she arrived at school early.

"Thanks!"

Yang Luo took the tissue and wiped it on his hair and face.

He just wiped it a few times, and Liu Tian couldn't help but sneer.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Nothing... Don't move yet! โ€

Liu Tian motioned for Yang Luo to stand still, then took a step closer and brushed his hair.

It turned out that when Yang Luo had just wiped the water stains with a paper towel, a small piece of confetti was stuck to his hair.

Her action made Yang Luo stunned for a few seconds, this... It seems a little sultry!

Liu Tian also seemed to react, immediately pulled the distance, and then pretended to be calm and returned to his seat.

Fortunately, because of the weather, there were not many people in the class at this time, and I didn't pay attention to the two of them, otherwise most of them would have gossiped in the class...

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and layers of water are falling on the glass windows, and there is only a vague scene when you look out.

As class time approaches, more and more students feel class.

Jiang Xiaoyu came over in a raincoat today, although he protected his whole body, the hair on his forehead was still drenched, and the strands were sticking to his skin.

After putting away the rain gear, she returned to her seat, pulled a clean towel from her desk and wiped it off, then turned her head to look back.

After catching a glimpse of the figure, he turned back on it.

Wei Shengjin was the last to arrive, and he actually held a small flower umbrella!

With his physique, he is really a little embarrassed.

As a result, his whole body was drenched except for his head.

"What the hell!"

He whined the same as Yang Luo and walked quickly to his seat.

"Dead fat, hurry up and find paper to wipe it! Don't rub me for a while! โ€

"No, I have Jiuyang Divine Skill in my body, and it will be dried in a while!"

Wei Shengjin began to talk about it, he didn't care about being wet in the rain at all.

Young people, firepower!

"When did you come and why didn't you see your umbrella?"

Wei Shengjin put away the small flower umbrella and hung it under the desk, but he didn't see Yang Luo's, so he was a little curious.

"Me? I don't need it, I have Tiangang's true qi to protect my body, and water and fire will not invade! โ€

โ€œ(โ€œโ–”โ–กโ–”)โ€

The two were talking and bragging, and soon it was time for class.

Not to mention, after Jiang Xiaoyu's tutoring during this time, Yang Luo seemed to understand more and faster when he listened to the teachers' lectures!

Thank you for cultivating Mr. Xiaoyu!

The so-called storm does not last, and the clouds and rain have dissipated just after half of the day.

Looking at the clear sky, Yang Luo took a deep breath, just don't bring an umbrella in the morning!

At noon, when the cafeteria was eating, Wei Pang sincerely invited Yang Luo to go to the Origin Network Information Center to discuss the application of the external wall piercing technique.

"Hmm... Besides, I'm thinking about it, there might be something going on in the evening. โ€

Yang Luo didn't directly refuse, he was indeed a little moved.

During this time, Yang Luo either tutored with Jiang Xiaoyu at night, or snapped codewords, and was not idle even on weekends.

He also wants to relax!

At this time, Jiang Xiaoyu, who was at a long table behind them, also heard the words of the two.

She raised her eyebrows, and her cold gaze paused slightly as she swept over Yang Luo's back.

It seemed that he had sensed something, Yang Luo suddenly felt a thrill, and instantly felt like a stab in his back...

After returning from the cafeteria, Yang Luo took a small note on the desk of the eldest lady.

[Review the conic curve tonight, and you are not allowed to skip class and go to the Internet cafรฉ! ] ใ€‘

Looking at the handwriting and content of this Juanxiu, you don't have to guess to know who left it.

"Hmm... It's quite serious, and there is a teacher's style! โ€

Yang Luo had no choice but to dispel the idea of going out to have a good life.

At the end of school, Yang Luo ignored the resentful gaze of Wei Shengjin's classmates and walked out of the school gate with firm steps.

Outside the school gate, Jiang Xiaoyu was standing at the bus stop and waiting.

She was thin-skinned and embarrassed to go with Yang Luo, so she waited for him here, and then made a second-way car to go home together.

The weather is like a child's face, and it changes when it is said.

There was still some dazzling daylight in the afternoon, but now it was obscured by clouds again.

Yang Luo stabbed Jiang Xiaoyu... "Hey, do you have any extra umbrellas at home?" Seeing that it's going to rain at night, why don't you stop today? โ€

"Don't worry, I won't let you get wet, my mother has a big parasol at the stall, and I will lend it to you at night!"

โ€œ(ใƒผ_ใƒผ)!!โ€

After Jiang Xiaoyu saw through his careful thoughts, the two were speechless all the way.

After coming to Jiang Xiaoyu's house, the two changed their slippers and went to study on the small table in the living room.

At this time, Jiang's mother had not come back from the stall, and Jiang Xiaoyu asked Yang Luo to do a few questions to review yesterday's content.

She went into the kitchen and prepared to get her dinner out first.

Ten minutes later, the smell of food came from the kitchen.

Yang Luo put down the pen after extreme patience, quietly came to the door, and swallowed his saliva.

At this time, Jiang Xiaoyu had already made a dish of sour and hot shredded potatoes and was washing a few green vegetables.

The children of the poor have long been in charge, and Jiang Xiaoyu has been exercising since he was a child.

She broke off all the yellowed leaves and pressed them under the faucet to rinse.

After washing, she vigorously broke all the vegetable stalks with her small hands, and then threw them into the oil pan in a dashing manner.

Multiply...

Vegetable oil intersects, making a crisp sound...

After Jiang Xiaoyu finished cooking, he turned around and saw Yang Luo's appearance of a starving ghost.

A smile tugged at the corner of her lips, and she picked up the bowl and filled the rice cooker with a full spoonful.

Then, he picked up some dishes from both plates and turned around and handed them to Yang Luo.

"Here you go, eat first, I'll add it to you if it's not enough!"

"No, let's wait for Auntie to come back."

"My mom arrives home at seven o'clock, are you sure you have to wait?"

"Uh... Then I'm going! โ€

Yang Luo used chopsticks to pick up the rice, and Jiang Xiaoyu sat opposite him, checking his answers, glancing at him a few times, the corners of his mouth were crooked, and his eyes were shining.

After Yang Luo finished this bowl, he was still unsatisfied, and when he was about to add another meal, he remembered that Jiang Xiaoyu hadn't eaten yet.

"Why don't you eat it?"

"I'll wait for my mother to come back and eat again, I'm used to it, and I'm not hungry now."

Jiang Xiaoyu got up and took the bowl in Yang Luo's hand and walked into the kitchen.

"What a good boy... What will she do to her husband when she gets married? โ€

Yang Luo's thoughts were a little off, and at the same time, a picture appeared in his mind.

As the sun sets, a single-story two-story building.

The man carried the briefcase and opened the door tiredly.

He was greeted by a beautiful young woman with a gentle smile.

[I'm back]

[It's hard work, dinner is ready, do you plan to eat first, or take a bath first, or...]

โ€ฆโ€ฆ

"Hey, what are you doing in a daze! Bowl for you! โ€

Yang Luo was about to make up an indescribable picture in his brain when he was awakened by the girl's cold voice.

"Ahem... Not... Thank you! โ€

Yang Luo took the bowl and began to slash the rice again, but this time his head was buried a little low, probably because of his weak heart...