Tan Shu said that there was an entrance exam, which made Song Xiang feel nervous. She felt that she had gone to graduate school for some reason.
Worried about embarrassing Rong Boye, he started making up classes on his own from the afternoon of the next day. In a few days, Chu Xun would have to take over the afternoons.
She read books like crazy, had to be checked by Rong Boye when she did her homework, and had more and more experiences listening to training with her hands behind her back.
"Why are the words written like this?"
"Did you fall asleep in class last night?"
Song Xiang lowered her head and did not dare to refute. She had been using ugly words for many years.
"Then I..."
"Go back and practice calligraphy." Rong Boye showed no mercy and immediately gave her two more copybooks and set a time to check them.
Song Xiang was so tired that stars appeared in his eyes. The college entrance examination had never been so strenuous that year.
The urge to win or lose comes up, so I tell myself to grit my teeth and hold on.
Tan Shu only gave her a week. If she failed the exam, she would not be taught.
"She won't teach you, I will teach you."
In the evening video, Yan Han was quite happy to listen to it.
Song Xiang snorted, not trusting him. If she asked him to come to Rong's house at night to teach her, it would be the same as giving rice to a mouse for safekeeping.
He put his finger in front of the camera and whispered coquettishly: "Look, there's a callus on the place where I put the pen. It's gone away much better before."
It was rare for Yan Han to see her act like a child, so she was very cooperative and blew her twice through the camera.
Song Xiang was so coaxed that he felt weak, asked him for his philosophy notes, and vowed to capture Tan Shu.
"Wang Fuxue invites everyone to go to the B&B to eat crabs tomorrow night. Ask your teacher for a day off?"
Song Xiang thought about it and hesitated a little. Tan Shu looked arrogant and arrogant. She had only attended two classes and asked for leave, which might make others unhappy.
According to the traditional education concept, people have a sense of awe for teachers. Even if she has been in the workplace for many years, she still maintains this feeling.
Forget about crabs, although they are seasonal, they are not rare.
It's just that... I just want to go out and have fun.
"The teacher will be angry."
"Let her come to me."
Song Xiang: "...No!"
"Um?"
"She...has quite a temperament." Song Xiang pursed her lips.
Yan Han laughed out loud and raised his eyebrows at her, "You have such a sense of crisis?"
Song Xiang lay on the bed and kicked her legs, "I can't help it. You've only ever talked to me. I'm afraid you haven't seen much of the world and will be easily seduced."
Yan Han snorted and said: "Miss Rong, be more confident. Even if I go through a thousand sailings and have a great resume, you are still the one with the best results among me."
Song Xiang snickered, "Then you have seen the world."
"Yes, you are a great person."
Song Xiang was satisfied and rolled around on the bed twice, "Then I'll ask Teacher Tan. Maybe she'll be willing to go with me."
"It's up to you, as long as she has those two crabs."
Song Xiang nodded and immediately sent an invitation to Tan Shu, but the other party did not respond immediately.
She talked to Yan Han for a while. It was getting late, and there was a knock on the door outside, reminding her to take a rest.
"It's all my fault that old guy Xiang Shuyi made a schedule for me, saying that if I strictly follow it, I can live a few more years. Now Uncle Yu is staring at me every day."
Yan Han paused and tried to ask: "He didn't let you take medicine?"
Song Xiang shook his head, "That's not true."
Just as he was talking, Tan Shu's reply was sent over.
——Okay, thank you, please send me the specific address and I will arrive on time. Tomorrow night's class can be postponed, but please prepare early and the exam will not be postponed.
Tsk tsk, look at it, it sounds like a dean as soon as you open your mouth.