Free Days in Siheyuan

Chapter 580

As for the so-called wealth of the Yu family, it is not uncommon for Chef Wen to have two backers behind him. Not to mention that Xiaoyu is not short of money, even if he is short of uncles like them, it is not the Yu family's turn.

Fortunately, the two usually meet in other places. There is another state-run restaurant near Xiaoyu's house. They have not been here often. Except for the long-time waiter and Qiedun, no one else knows about him. The relationship with Xiaoyu.

Tell the two of them some other day, so that they don't pass it on to the outside world.

Chef Wen pretended not to know Zhang Yu's information, and shook his head at Mr. Yu: "He's just a guest who came over for dinner. I haven't seen him often, and I don't know his origin."

Hearing Chef Wen's words, Mr. Yu was a little distressed, and his face changed a little. I don't know if he believed it.

But Chef Wen was not afraid, even if he knew what he was telling was a lie, he didn't dare to say anything more.

I used to save him some face for the sake of friends, but now I don't need it.

After this delay, even though Zhang Yu hurried to school, he was still late.

Walking to the door of his class and seeing the teacher who was giving a lecture inside, Zhang Yu could only bite the bullet and shout: "Report!"

The teacher on the podium glanced at Zhang Yu at the door and nodded: "Come in, come earlier next time."

"Understood, teacher."

After Zhang Yu sat down, his deskmate quietly elbowed him twice, and asked in a low voice, "What happened? You're late too!"

Zhang Yu didn't want to say more, but just shook his head, expressing that he was fine.

The deskmate wanted to continue asking, but the teacher on the podium had already noticed his little trick: "Zhou Feng, stand up and answer this question."

Suddenly, Zhou Feng, whose name was called, was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked around.

Seeing him like this, the teacher on the podium frowned: "Don't look at Zhou Feng, I'm talking about you!"

After Zhou Feng stood up, looking at the questions on the blackboard, his mind was in chaos.

He didn't listen carefully at all just now, and he didn't even know where he was talking. He looked around for help, expecting someone to remind him.

But the question that the teacher just wrote down was just learned today, and only a few people in the whole class can do it. Faced with Zhou Feng's plea for help, everyone subconsciously avoided it. Don't look at them, they can't do it either.

The teacher, who saw everyone's small movements clearly on the podium, turned even darker at this time. He picked up the teaching rod and tapped on the blackboard: "Zhou Feng, look at the blackboard, look at the blackboard! The topic is on the blackboard. Look at everyone. What to do? Does anyone else have an answer on their face?"

Zhou Feng's mouth squirmed for a long time, but he didn't dare to say that he didn't know, so he could only lower his head.

Zhang Yu also sorted out his things at this time, and turned the book to the learning page. He solved the answer at a glance, wrote the answer in the notebook, and pushed Zhou Feng a little.

Looking at the answers in the notebook, Zhou Feng's eyes were astonishingly bright, and he showed gratitude to Zhang Yu, and then gave the answer under the urging of the teacher.

After listening to the answer he gave, the teacher was just a little more satisfied. He glanced at Zhou Feng: "Sit down, and listen to the class carefully in the future."

Then he turned to look at the blackboard: "Students, have you figured out the answer to this question? Is it the same as Zhou Feng's answer just now?"

There were sparse replies below: "Same..."

"Are there any classmates who don't know?"

"Have!"

"Then the teacher will explain it again. This time, everyone should listen carefully. You are about to face an important hurdle in your life, and you have to start working hard..." The students in the class who listened were a series of teachings and principles. sleepy.

There was a meaning in everyone's eyes: "Here he is again, he is here again!"

Only Zhou Feng was different. After the fear just now, he looked like Zhang Yu's eyes full of gratitude, and whispered: "Thank you brother for saving my dog's life!"

"No, no!" Zhang Yu was a little unaccustomed to his enthusiasm, so he waved his hand to calm him down.

"Why not? I don't know how scary our teacher is!" When he said this, Zhou Feng subconsciously glanced at the podium, for fear that the people on the podium would hear what he just said.

"You don't know, my home is only more than 300 meters away from the teacher. Ever since he learned the address of my home, he has checked my study progress every now and then, and he never let me go during the summer vacation!" Hearing this, Zhang Yu couldn't help laughing No wonder Zhou Feng, who had to make up homework crazily when school started last year, didn't ask himself to borrow homework this year, so it turned out to be like this!
Seeing Zhang Yu's unconcealable smile, two black lines appeared on Zhou Feng's face, and he said in a slightly innocuous manner: "The key point is that my parents are happy to see the success of this, and I wish the teacher could come eight times a day.

I was wondering, isn't summer vacation just for us to rest?
As long as the homework is finished, isn't it enough? Is it necessary to plan how much you have to write every day? "

Zhou Feng was depressed for a while, and then complained: "If I don't answer this question today, the teacher will come home with a book to teach me in person when I get home at night."

Looking at Zhang Yu's expression of "Isn't this good?" "Isn't the teacher responsible for you?", Zhou Feng was completely depressed, and then said: "You haven't experienced it, so you don't know about it. How terrifying, my father especially admires learned people, but whenever my father knows that I am distracted in class and has to work hard for other teachers to come to make up lessons in person, after the teacher leaves, he will catch me and nag me for two hours.

Two hours, two full hours, you don't even need to drink your saliva! "When he said this, Zhou Feng was on the verge of collapse.

If it weren't for the fact that he was in class now and the teacher was staring at him on stage, he would have yelled loudly.

To be honest, he would rather be beaten twice like other children than to listen to his old father's nagging.

Seeing Zhou Feng on the verge of collapse, Zhang Yu couldn't empathize with him, even a little funny.

He couldn't imagine how much nagging an old father could make a child would rather be beaten than listen to him.

"So, good brother, you really saved my dog's life today." Zhou Feng thanked again.

"Okay, okay, listen to the class carefully, otherwise the teacher may come to your door to make up lessons for you in person."

As soon as Zhou Feng heard this, his face changed instantly, and he immediately looked up at the podium, pretending to be listening carefully, but said with some disdain: "I have listened to what the teacher said countless times. , my ears are hearing calluses."

He said so, but he didn't dare to be lazy with him until the end of get out of class, but the words left by the teacher before the end of get out of class still broke everyone.

(End of this chapter)