"Bah, what about hard-earned money? My mother said that those who are teachers are running cram schools outside to make extra money. I don't know how fast the money comes. And..." The boy was about to continue talking.
As he continued to speak, the classmates sitting around him suddenly began to cough non-stop one by one.
The boy turned his head and glanced at the classmates who were coughing around him, and said with disdain: "Why are you coughing all over the place? Am I right? Which teacher is not like this in class nowadays?
I don’t give lectures well when I’m in class, I have to wait until after class to open a cram school at home, and then ask my classmates to go to his home to make up lessons. I don’t believe that none of our classmates go to Teacher Yang’s home to make up lessons!!”
"Cough cough... cough cough cough..."
The classmates sitting around him coughed harder one by one.
Su Mu smiled at him indifferently and continued casually: "Really, but I don't think Teacher Yang is such a person. You see, although my grades have improved, it is all the result of listening carefully in class.
I have never gone to Teacher Yang’s home for tutoring.”
"Tch, your grades were so bad before, but suddenly your grades improved. You said you never went to tutoring. Who would believe it? Maybe Teacher Yang secretly gave you the test papers for each exam. Otherwise, why would you be able to learn from them?
Dozens of people at the bottom of the grade suddenly jumped to the top of the grade?" The boy said to Sumu with a disdainful expression: "Last time, Teacher Yang suggested that my mother give me an after-school cram school. What do you think?
If he doesn’t want me to go to a cram school with him, why would he tell my mother that? Can he still recommend me to go to a cram school run by someone else?”
"It's best not to talk nonsense if there is no basis in fact." Su Mu glanced at him lightly and said in a cold voice: "If you like talking nonsense at such a young age, you will be legally responsible when you grow up."
"Why did I talk nonsense? It's obviously like this. Otherwise, you are such a broken bear. Why do you have to hang it on your schoolbag? Isn't it just to show off to Teacher Yang that you are his lackey!!" The man said angrily.
Zhusumu shouted.
"Oh...you have to talk about this bear. I changed this bear into two, one pink and one yellow. The pink one was given to my sister. She insisted on hanging the yellow one on my schoolbag.
, I can't help it." Su Mu looked at the boy with a helpless expression and said, "A person like you who has no sister will not understand this kind of distress."
His voice paused and then continued: "Anyway, it's not to be Teacher Yang's lackey."
"Tch, maybe you want to train your sister to be Teacher Yang's lackey." The boy rolled his eyes at Su Mu and continued to say disdainfully: "If you have the ability, just take down that bear.
"
"Why take it and give it to you??" Su Mu looked at him with a half-smiling expression and said: "It's impossible for you to fall in love with my bear, so you have to use provocation to make me take it away.
Take it down?"
"Come on, I can fall in love with your broken bear. I won't even take a hundred of them. Anyway, I don't even bother with any of the broken gifts in Teacher Yang's pocket. And..." The boy wanted to continue.
When I was there, I heard a low and faintly angry voice suddenly coming from behind me:
