Yang Geyong felt relieved all of a sudden. Isn’t this a slight matter? Then he ran away.

"I'll go and ask now. If I can't ask, I'll come back and ask you to make up for the lessons."

Zhao Linger shook her head helplessly, "How much does this guy like to study?" She doesn't have money to make up for classes and does not care about food. She doesn't like to go there like this?"

Several years later, Zhao Ling'er remembered what happened today, but she didn't know what it would feel like. You should know that the one-on-one tutoring thing started at 200!

Yang Geyong ran to Ye Yuze's house, and plum blossoms had just gotten off work. Seeing Yang Geyong coming, she smiled and said:

"Are you hungry? Auntie makes delicious food for you, so do your homework first."

Yang Geyong was stunned for a moment. He couldn't understand why these people used delicious temptations to ask him to study?

"Auntie, I want Ye Yuze's address."

Yang Geyong can't turn a corner when speaking, especially Aunt Meihua is no different from his mother. Meihua looked at him for a while and then smiled:

"When Yuze left, he didn't let me tell anyone, except you. Do you want to know?"

After being stunned, Yang Geyong thought for a while and finally shook his head.

"Auntie, let me know when I leave here."

After saying that, he walked out without looking back. He had no choice but to deal with Zhao Ling'er. Instead of being forced to confess, he would rather not know. Even Aunt Mei called him from behind.

Yang Geyong came directly to Zhao Linger's house, took out the book very consciously, and looked like he was accepting the beating and punishment: "What should I make up for today?"

Zhao Ling'er glared: "What else do you think you can do? You can't even ask an address. Is he still your brother?"

Yang Geyong nodded honestly: "He is my brother, but I can't know his address now."

"you……!"

Zhao Ling'er stretched out her finger for a long time, but no one could speak. She had no choice but to use this spoon.

In the morning, Wang Honghua also called Meihua and asked Ye Yuze's address in Tangcheng, saying that she wanted to see him. Meihua hesitated for a while before saying:

"Girl, it's not that my aunt won't tell you that you are good to him. But his emotions have been so fluctuating so much these days, and I don't want to have any contact with people here. Will you wait for a while?"

Wang Honghua hung up the phone, feeling a little sad. Did Yuze treat her as an outsider?

Ye Yuze also encountered trouble at school, that is, he missed a course. Tang Cheng started learning English in the first year of junior high school. Now he is off work in the third year of junior high school and has reached the sixth volume. His understanding of English is still at the level of just knowing 26 letters.

But he didn't care about this either. If he didn't know, he wouldn't. At this moment, he lost interest in everything.

He is just an ordinary person and is not outstanding anywhere, so he should have lived his life mediocrely.

"Your name is Ye Yuze, right? I am the sports committee member of the class. If you have any questions, you can find me."

The deskmate Hu Yajie blinked his long eyelashes and looked at him. Ye Yuze said "Yeah!", without even turning his eyes, his face blankly.

Hu Yajie was a little injured. Is he a class beauty at least? Which boy in the class smiled when he saw him? What was the situation with this guy? Are all people from the northern border stupid?

The first section is Chinese class. Tangcheng's textbook is the Hebei Education Edition, which is completely different from the textbooks in Northern Xinjiang. The Chinese teacher is a fat middle-aged man with a surname Zhao. He always looks smiling.

"Today we will learn an ancient essay called Peach Blossom Land!"

Teacher Zhao wrote four vigorous and powerful fonts of "The Story of Peach Blossom Spring" on the blackboard. Then he copied another passage from the text below.

During the Taiyuan period of Jin Dynasty, people from Wuling fished for their careers. They walked by the stream and forgot the distance of the road. Suddenly, they met a peach blossom forest, with hundreds of steps between the shore, without miscellaneous trees, with delicious grass and colorful fallen flowers. The fisherman was very strange and moved forward again, wanting to penetrate the forest.

Putting down the chalk, Teacher Zhao glanced at everyone.

"Who can understand this passage and help translate it?"

To be honest, the reason why this class is called a sports class is because they are all students with special talents in sports.

If you are running a long-distance race, long-jump javelin shot put, plus basketball and football, this class can crush other classes of the school by pulling out a bunch of people.

As for learning, I guess I can still talk about Mandarin. As for ancient Chinese, let’s forget it! It’s nothing. Seeing everyone bowing their heads to avoid his gaze, Teacher Zhao was obviously a little disappointed.

"Hu Yajie, can you tell me about it?"

Hu Yajie was obviously a little panicked. Her studies were indeed top notch in the class, but that was only for the classmates in the class.

She entered this school because she played well in basketball rather than how good she was in her studies. Looking at Teacher Zhao's hopeful gaze, Hu Yajie gritted his teeth.

"There is a man named Wuling in Shanxi who likes to fish. One day, he got lost along the river and saw a peach forest. He walked in..."

"good!"

As soon as Hu Yajie finished speaking, the tall boys behind him clapped. Hu Yajie blushed and raised his head proudly. She also felt that her translation was good.

Teacher Zhao waved her hand and asked her to sit down. He had no particularly high expectations for this class, but he just wanted to teach everyone his knowledge as much as possible.

"Just Hu Yajie translated very well just now, but the Jin here does not refer to Shanxi, but the Jin Dynasty."

"It's really troublesome. There are so many specialties in the word "Jin", when can I remember this?"

A big boy nearly 1.8 meters behind the row sighed. Teacher Zhao ignored him and wrote the standard answer to this passage on the blackboard, and then copied the original passage. Then he looked at everyone and said:

"You are all students in the third year of junior high school, and you have learned a lot of knowledge about ancient Chinese. According to your normal level, this text should not be a big problem except for some rare words."

Speaking of this, Teacher Zhao pushed his glasses upwards.

"Most students can't do this now, which means that everyone doesn't pay much attention to learning. I hope to work hard in the future. Because you are students, and the students' vocation is the first thing to do is to learn cultural knowledge well!"

After saying these off-topics, Teacher Zhao taught everyone the text word by word. The class was very quiet, and no one knew how many people listened to it.

The text was finally finished. Teacher Zhao patted the chalk foam on his hand and looked at Ye Yuze. During the class, Ye Yuze's eyes were staring at the blackboard blankly, looking very serious. He called Teacher Zhao very pleased.

"Your name is Ye Yuze, right? I heard that you are from Northern Xinjiang, and the mutton over there is delicious?"

Ye Yuze's eyes were still looking at the blackboard, and he was indifferent to Teacher Zhao's words. Hu Yajie raised his hand and shook it in front of Ye Yuze's eyes, but Ye Yuze still did not respond.

Teacher Zhao is already covered in black. Damn, I thought a good student came, but it turned out to be nothing?

Hu Yajie looked at Ye Yuze worriedly at this time and asked Teacher Zhao:

"Teacher, is he a fool?"

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