Mo Ci wrote very seriously, his eyes looked at Song Du from time to time, and looked at the fruit plate on the table from time to time.

Song Du was helpless, brought the fruit plate to him, picked up the fork next to him and forked a strawberry, put it in his mouth, and nodded seriously when he was finished, it seemed to be very delicious, ignoring the resentful eyes.

Yes, because Mo Ci was reluctant to make up classes at the beginning, and when he was suspended by the school, his mother, Ms. Li, who was far away, was angry and asked Wu's mother not to send him good food and drink for the past two days.

So in the past two days, Mo quit his bread and ate white rice, and Wu's mother was kind enough to give him a boiled egg this morning, and the bird was about to fade out of his mouth, and this fruit bowl was also brought in in in the name of Song Du.

"After you finish writing the paper carefully, I will give you all the fruit plates."

Song Du put down his fork and negotiated conditions with Mo Ci.

"Come on, the master doesn't have the habit of grabbing things with women, give you the fruit plate you want, eat it yourself."

After Mo Qi finished speaking, he turned his head and stopped talking, and Song Du was amused by the stubborn back of the child's head.

"But strawberries are sweet! Are you sure you don't eat it? I can't eat such a big fruit bowl at all, it's a pity, if I can't finish it, I can only throw it away, what a waste! ”

"Okay, can't I write? Stop it! ”

Mo Ci rubbed his head irritably, bowed his head and prepared to answer the question.

To achieve her goal, a smile flashed in Song Du's eyes, she picked up another fork and picked up a piece of strawberry and handed it to Mo Ci.

"No, let's have a taste first."

Mo Ci glanced at Song Du, but the fork swallowed the strawberry in one bite,, I have never thought strawberries are so delicious in my life, in fact, he was quite happy when he just ate that mouthful of apples, and he chewed it several times in his mouth, just pretending not to care about it in order not to lose face.

Song Du is very good, in order to let the young master write the paper well, the young master will hand him a fruit every time he answers a question, and the young master himself is very useful for this trick, and unconsciously finished writing the volume, and the fruit bowl is almost eaten.

"Ah, I ate them all?"

Putting down the pen, Mo Ci saw that the fruit plate was already empty, only a little leftovers, and he was a little embarrassed.

"You've finished writing the paper, you should be, and I'm not hungry, so I'll have to save my stomach and eat something delicious."

Very good, Song Du's words not only dispelled Mo Ci's guilt, but also aroused hatred, in his resentful eyes, Song Du took the test paper and quickly corrected it.

The results came out quickly, better than Song Du imagined, he thought that the young master had not learned at all since elementary school, but it turned out that the young master had at least reached the level of the third year of junior high school.

"How?"

Mo Ci stared at Song Du, his eyes cautious, hidden expectation,

"It's not bad, if I go back after the trial class, I'll make a study plan for you, and now I'll tell you what you did wrong in this paper."

Song Du nodded,

"What? Trial class? ”

When Mo Ci heard her words, he frowned slightly, and a trace of dissatisfaction crossed his unruly eyebrows,

"Yes, I'm a trial class today, and I'm not sure if it can be officially decided."

Song Du said lightly.

"How did you settle down?"

Mo Ci opened his mouth, attracting Song Du's sideways eyes, he pretended to be calm and looked away, Song Du thought about it and answered,

"I don't know how you decide it, it's usually decided when parents and students feel it's suitable."

"Okay, then you can go back and prepare to make a study plan for me."

Mo Ci pursed his lips and spoke softly,

"Are you sure I'll give you a make-up lesson later?"

Song Du was a little surprised, she hadn't officially started class yet.

"Compared to the previous ones, you are barely okay, master, I will agree with you to come, don't think it's easy, you are the first teacher here to be determined in the past few years!"

Mo Ci arrogantly spoke, Song Du suddenly felt as if she was facing a ten-year-old child, she suppressed the smile at the corner of her mouth, nodded, and spoke softly,

"Oh, thank you for the recognition, Mr. Mo."

Mo Ci stared at Song Du twice, then pretended to look away naturally, and pushed the test paper in front of Song Du.

Song Du lowered his head and began to give Mo Ci a serious lecture.

Time flies, and soon two hours passed, and in the process of lecturing, Song Du found that Mo Ci had a certain foundation, and he was very smart and very good at drawing inferences, Song Du believed that as long as he studied hard, he would definitely be able to learn well.

After class, Song Du packed his bag, Mo Ci sat on the side in a daze, looking at her from time to time, Song Du picked up the bag, Mo Ci suddenly spoke,

"That, you leave me a contact information, otherwise I won't be able to find anyone in class."

"Isn't it the intermediary docking? ... It's okay, I'll leave you a number, you can contact me if you have any questions about studying. ”

Song Du's words of refusal were all spoken, seeing the disappointment in Mo Ci's tears, she hesitated and agreed, and sure enough, she saw a smile on the face of the stinky fart, he was still too young to hide his emotions.

Song Du left him a phone, and Mo Ci called Wu's mother to come and open the door.

Song Du followed Wu's mother out of the door, she glanced back, Mo Ci sat at the desk, met Song Du's gaze, smiled and waved her hand, indescribably wanton and chic.

The two went downstairs, Song Du took the initiative to tell Wu's mother about today's class, Wu's mother was very happy, and said that Song Du was the first teacher to let Mo Ci sit down and study hard, and she would definitely report to Ms. Li.

Song Du nodded, walked to the door and put on his coat, hesitated, but still spoke,

"That, Mother Wu, he has a good class today, can you give him a good meal?"

Hearing her words, Mother Wu looked at her in some surprise, Song Du was entangled in her heart, thinking of Mo Ci's miserable appearance just now, she spoke hard,

"He also needs to be energetic to study, and he is now in the growth period, so he needs to be well nourished..."

"Okay, Teacher Song, I know."

Wu's mother replied with a businesslike smile and sent Song Du out of the door, Song Du sighed, looked at the closed door, and thought that he could only help here.

went downstairs, Song Du took out her mobile phone and saw that it was already five o'clock, she flipped through the chat history, Li Wangyi still had about an hour and a half before the flight landed, and after thinking about it, Song Du took the subway back home.

On the way, I passed by the police station that dealt with Mo Ci's matter last time, Song Du went in to find the young lady in charge of the case to understand the situation, it was not special, that is, Mo Ci studied in that school very well, and then the international department of their school was especially famous, he himself studied in the international department, and the students' family conditions were very good, basically they were either rich or expensive, and they were all well-known.

Maybe that's why they will be targeted, after all, children in this kind of family have a lot of pocket money in their hands, and sometimes children of this age will be left alone and won't let the family pick it up, so...

The last time I participated in this case, the two gangsters who were the same age as Mo Ci were students from the school next door to him, and they had been mixing with some social people without learning or skills, and under the prodding of these social people, they organized a group to ask for money in the small alley near the school in the name of collecting protection money, specifically blocking these lone students in the International Department.

Recently, I was eyeing a very quiet and thin girl in the international department of Mo Ci School, with good family conditions and a lot of pocket money, but I don't know why I always go alone, so I have been coerced by them several times, but when I asked for money, I was bumped into by Mo Ci and beat people away, and then during that time, Mo Ci appeared in that alley from time to time, in his own words, "I saw them fight once".

Relying on this trick, Mo Ci completely cut off their financial route, so they found the social people behind them, blocked Mo Ci, and planned to teach him a lesson, after all, the students of the International Department were simply walking ATMs in their eyes, but they didn't expect Mo Ci himself to be so able to fight, plus it happened to meet Song Du who called the police, so the detention should be fined, and the matter has been dealt with with seriously and seriously ideological education.

Song Du was relieved, and sure enough, as he expected, Mo Ci was not the kind of bad student, Song Du told the young lady that Mo Ci was now suspended from school because of the fight, and hoped that they could come forward to contact their school and wash away the grievances for Mo Ci.

There seems to be a misunderstanding of Mo Ci on the side of the school, and Song Du feels that it is more reliable to have such an official to explain it.

The young lady in charge happily agreed, and only learned that she was doing a propaganda campaign to reject school violence recently, and Mo Ci is a good example, not only to maintain school safety and protect the justice of classmates, but also to disregard their own safety and risk alone The bad side, which is a good example of publicity.

When Song Du heard the words of the young lady, his heart was full of mixed feelings, looking at this meaning, most of the middle schools in Cloud City would go to this propaganda, I don't know if Mo Ci would be happy to hear such a positive image of himself at that time.

However, this can be regarded as maintaining the good image of her future students, Song Du nodded, thanked the young lady seriously, and said that when Mo Ci finished this matter, he would send them a pennant, and the young lady was even happier, and said that she would contact Mo Ci School tomorrow.

Tomorrow is Saturday, they must have their own way, Song Du nodded with a smile, and left the police station under the eyes of the young lady.

Knowing that the "crime" of fighting and brawling on Mo Ci's body would be cleared away, and there would be a positive image of publicity, Song Du was very happy in her heart, and she had a feeling that justice would always defeat evil, so she went home with a smile.

I'm going on a date tonight, I haven't seen Li Wangyi for a few days, Song Du suddenly felt a little nervous, standing in front of the wardrobe in home clothes, looking at the clothes that are not too many inside, it's rare to be a little entangled, which one should I wear?

"Ding!"

The mobile phone message sounded, Song Du picked it up and saw that Li Wangyi had sent it, the flight had landed, and it was estimated that he would be home in an hour.

Ah, this, this, how is it earlier than expected.

'Okay, I'll wait for you to come back at home~'

Song Du's fingers quickly sent a message, then turned his head to stare at the clothes taken out of the bed, hesitated for a minute, quickly picked up a dark green sweater and jeans to change into, then put on a gray long coat, rushed to the bathroom and looked in the mirror, well, it's okay.

Song Du took a taxi very generously, and then when the car was about to arrive at the gate of the community, she went out with a worry-free coffee-colored small satchel, and today's outfit was very good.

The distance between the two sides is not far, but there is a bit of a traffic jam, but Song Du arrived at Li Wangyi's house in more than half an hour, and he came a little early, Song Du waited and waited, so she went to the refrigerator and looked at the vegetables and fruits that her aunt bought today.

Then take out the various fruits, wash them, peel them, cut them into pieces, and arrange them on delicate plates.

As soon as the plate was brought out, the door opened, and Song Du ran to the door in small steps, it was Li Wangyi, who was in the dust.