A clearly arranged life is like a walking zombie.

Ye Xinrui thought that her winter vacation tutoring life should start after the Spring Festival, but Gu Jiahao told her that school would start after the Spring Festival, so she couldn't wait to start now. The arrangements for the top students are indeed very good, with cultural classes in the morning and art classes in the afternoon on odd days.

, do problem solving, winter vacation homework and painting homework in the evening. On even-numbered days, I have art class in the morning and cultural class in the afternoon. I continue to do problem solving, winter vacation homework and painting homework in the evening. There is no so-called double break on weekends.

Although the seniors from Beiqing provide free one-to-one tutoring, Ye Xinrui is really overwhelmed by such high-intensity study. She has already started to draw on the papers and do math in the drawing books.

"Xinrui, you've been out of shape these past two days." Beiqing knocked on Ye Xinrui's drawing board.

"Ah?" Ye Xinrui came back to his senses.

"You have to be calm when sketching. Look at the center point of your drawing." Beiqing leaned down and changed Ye Xinrui's position.

The close contact made Ye Xinrui's heart beat faster and her face turned red unconsciously.

"Look, this is the right way to draw it." Beiqing didn't notice Ye Xinrui's change.

"Ah! Okay...okay..." Ye Xinrui was so nervous that she stuttered.

But Ye Xinrui's head was buzzing when she looked at the sculptures in front of her. She must have studied too late at night.

Beiqing looked at Ye Xinrui, who was scratching his head and scratching his head, with a distressed look on his face, "What's wrong? I feel like you're a little impetuous?"

Ye Xinrui shook her head. She couldn't tell Senior Beiqing that she couldn't draw now, and her mind was filled with a mixture of various problems.

"Why don't we come here today and go back and have a good rest? You've been working non-stop for so many days. It's really hard." Only then did Beiqing realize that although he only tutored for half a day during this period, Ye Xinrui had to endure a lot of study.

The assignment is all day long.

"Is it okay?" Ye Xinrui couldn't believe it.

"Yes, you can study better if you adjust your condition. Your current condition is not suitable for practicing sketching." Beiqing nodded.

"Thank you, senior." Ye Xinrui's eyes instantly glowed, and she could finally rest. She quickly put away her brushes.

"Pay attention to safety on the road. It's cold and slippery, so keep warm." Beiqing reminded.

Ye Xinrui said yes and ran away without looking back. Of course freedom is more important than liking.

When Ye Xinrui arrived home, Ye's mother was cooking in the kitchen. When she saw Ye Xinrui coming back, her first reaction was to look at the time on the wall.

"Come back so early today?"

"Yeah." Ye Xinrui nodded.

"Is your senior who is tutoring in painting a local? You still have to tutor for a few more days. The New Year is coming soon. Will he go home to celebrate the New Year?" Mother Ye asked a series of questions.

"It's the New Year's Day? I don't know where the senior is from, but it's the New Year's Day. The days are finally coming to an end." Ye Xinrui looked like she was about to be liberated.

"Don't just think about it. Jiahao's birthday happens to be on the first day of the Lunar New Year. Don't forget it." Mother Ye reminded.

"Are they still spending time with us this year?" Ye Xinrui asked uncertainly.

"Yes, Jiahao's mother and I have discussed it over the past two days. We will cook New Year's Eve dinner at home during the Chinese New Year this year. Just like before, we will watch the Spring Festival Gala together after dinner." Mother Ye said as she recalled the past.

"I know." Ye Xinrui's head that had just stopped hurting started to hurt again. The Chinese New Year was coming in a few days. She was already busy with Gu Jiahao's birthday and hadn't prepared any gifts. What should she do? Now she is planning every day.

Yes, there is no private time left.

Looking at the grand piano in the living room and the computer in the house, Ye Xinrui felt that it might be unreasonable not to give a gift, but what to give? She felt unworthy of giving books and exercises. She had no idea what rank Gu Jiahao was in, but the exercises were there anyway.

In Ye Xinrui's eyes, there is always one level of difficulty, that is, the kind of difficulty that she cannot do. If Gu Jiahao is not satisfied with it, then the exercises will be thrown into his hands, and the gain will not be worth the loss.

In the afternoon, Gu Jiahao came over on time to tutor subjects other than Chinese.

"Ye Xinrui! Look at you! None of the questions you did yesterday was correct. I must have told you this question more than three times." Gu Jiahao was furious after reading Ye Xinrui's homework.

Ye Xinrui looked at the angry Gu Jiahao with fear, "Don't be angry, mathematics is not my strong point."

"Not a strong point? Then please explain to me what the pictures on this paper mean!" Gu Jiahao placed the pictures on the test paper in front of Ye Xinrui.

Huh? When was this painted? Ye Xinrui looked at the outline painting in front of her, who was this painting? She had no memory at all.

"This, this is an essay, and whatnot, I just randomly wrote it when I couldn't think of a topic." Ye Xinrui explained feebly.

"Essay? You can't even finish the title. Do you still have the heart to draw? Who painted it? Beiqing?" Gu Jiahao was aggressive.

"Senior?" Ye Xinrui looked at the painting again. Is this a senior? "Maybe."

"Ye Xinrui, are you obsessed with learning how to draw and learn magic?"

"Why are you yelling at me? My seniors let me go back to rest early today. You are really a fascist. You come here on time every day for tutoring, giving lectures, and assigning homework. My mind never stops." Ye Xinrui finally vented.

Out.

Gu Jiahao's face turned gloomy after hearing this, "If you are so good at painting, then you should learn to paint."

After speaking, Gu Jiahao glanced at Ye Xinrui indifferently, and then went out without looking back.

Who is he, he is still angry, he must be poisonous. But why he suddenly became angry, it cannot be because of this.

Ye Xinrui looked at the figure without facial features again. Is this really the senior from Beiqing? What were you thinking about last night? There is no memory at all. Oh, yes. Ye Xinrui suddenly smiled like a fool. It looked like

What came to mind?

Gu Jiahao never appeared again in the next few days. He really didn't come to tutor Ye Xinrui. Ye Xinrui enjoyed the rare free time and concentrated on painting in the morning and afternoon.

It wasn't until New Year's Eve that Gu Jiahao and Ye Xinrui had no choice but to meet.

Mother Ye and Mother Gu looked at the two children who were sitting far away from each other and had no communication with each other. What was going on with them? Were they at odds again or quarreling?

"Haohao, what's wrong with you?" Mother Gu pointed at Ye Xinrui.

"Nothing." Gu Jiahao replied without squinting.

Ye Xinrui rolled her eyes inwardly, huh, arrogant.

"Xinrui, are you really okay?" Mother Gu didn't quite believe what her son said.

"Mother Gu, it's okay, he's just getting more arrogant." Ye Xinrui said and hooked Gu Jiahao's neck. As before, as long as it was not her fault, she would not bow her head and could only "culprit" herself.

Just apologize.

Gu Jiahao didn't expect Ye Xinrui to be like this, and he froze in shock.

"It's okay, it's okay. It's okay." Mother Gu felt relieved when she saw her son's slightly red face.

"Put your hands down." Gu Jiahao shook his shoulders unnaturally.

"I'll put it down if you don't get angry anymore." Ye Xinrui acted rogue.

"I'm not angry." I'm jealous.

"Tch, you're so arrogant, your face is red with anger." Ye Xinrui touched Gu Jiahao's cheek.

"Come down!" Gu Jiahao pulled Ye Xinrui down who was lying on him.

"Ah! Be gentle, this is the arm." Ye Xinrui covered her wrist in pain.

"How about you be more reserved? Don't pounce on anyone you see."

"Just a little!" Ye Xinrui knew that if Gu Jiahao was willing to speak, there would be no problem.

The two families were sitting happily on the sofa watching the Spring Festival Gala.

The host on the TV said: "Dear viewers, the New Year's bell is about to ring. At this moment, in front of our eyes, a big dream character seems to appear. In the new year, let us

Let's march forward together with our heads high and courageously on the road to realizing the dream of building a moderately prosperous society and building a more solid and beautiful Chinese dream. Friends, raise the lanterns in your hands, light the lanterns, and light up the hope. Blessings.

In the Chinese New Year, happiness sets sail. Dear friends, get ready to welcome the arrival of the New Year. The countdown is to ten, nine, eight..."

"seven!"

"six!"

"five!"

"Four!"

"three!"

"two!"

"one!"

"Happy New Year!"

"Gu Jiahao! Happy birthday!" Ye Xinrui took out a large photo frame from the room.

Gu Jiahao took the photo frame with a puzzled look, and was stunned when he saw it.

The parents were also curious about what it was, and they all turned their heads to take a look.

"Wow, that's great, Xin Rui, your painting skills are amazing." Dad Gu gave a thumbs up.

"Yes, look how similar the painting is to Hao Hao." Mother Gu was also very satisfied.

Ye Xinrui's tail almost curled up when she heard the praise.

"Looks like he has some talent." Mother Ye said as she looked at the painting.

"This is very talented." In the eyes of father Ye, his daughter is always the best.
Chapter completed!