The master of the reborn business girl

Chapter 131

Since ancient times, schools have been like society, and the most indispensable thing in society is gangsters, and the score line of the third middle school is not ranked in Yuncheng, but the hooligan index has hit a new high every year. Among them, the fight has never been lost, so it has become a myth.

Once upon a time, there was an exquisite fresh face in this group, and Song Ye's joining seemed to be a matter of course, and even gradually became the most eye-catching existence in this group.

And Tang Yixiao has always been an invisible person in the eyes of her teachers and classmates. She is so small that she never imagined that one day she would be able to interact with this mythical group, and her identity is still a tutor.

"Sit down and do the questions." A group of teenagers and girls stared at each other. In the end, Xu Zihang saw the girl's embarrassment and took the initiative to call for the work to start.

Tang Yixiao stood aside until the teenagers were all seated one after another, then swallowed nervously, and said in a low voice: "Everyone is done, I'll correct it, and I will focus on explaining the questions that I don't understand later."

"Okay." The teenagers raised their heads, but grinned voluntarily, showing their white teeth, "Don't know what the name of the little teacher is?"

"I, my name is Tang Yixiao, I'm in class one, not a teacher." Tang Yixiao shrugged, his face was red, and he stuttered a bit when he spoke.

Although she looks plain and thin, but her shy personality like a little white rabbit can easily arouse boys' desire to protect. If she doesn't exchange a few words, some teenagers can't keep their mouths shut, "Hey, No matter how young you are, you are a teacher, Teacher Tang, don't be shy."

As soon as the words were finished, there was a slap, and the boy was given a thump on the back of the head. Xu Zihang withdrew his hand, and said with a straight face: "If you are so talkative, you will copy it a hundred times if you fail."

One hundred times... This number is like a boulder hanging above the head, and the teenagers pressed their heads down together and began to write vigorously.

Xu Zihang glanced at it, and then handed the paper to Tang Yixiao.

After the latter took it, he was slightly taken aback, so fast!

In less than ten minutes, Xu Zihang's paper was filled with answers densely, and the error rate was almost zero.She was so shocked that she looked up at the other party again, only to find that he had already pulled out extra-curricular books for other majors and was reading them. The incandescent light was switched on, and the boy was sitting in the warmly furnished living room. His cold side face exuded a faint halo, beautiful and beautiful. clean.

Xu Zihang is famous for his outstanding appearance first, and then for his fierce fists. In fact, his achievements are the part that most people don't care about.But being in the same class for three years, Tang Yixiao knew the other party's excellence, even in her eyes, Xu Zihang was a boy with no flaws.

Therefore, this kind of tutoring does not mean much to him. Most of the time, he is supervising the studies of the teenagers and enjoying the time together.

Song Ye took a long time to take a bath this time, because she discovered an important problem.

Before at the Song family, she was abused by Lu Lan, her face was sallow and thin, so she only grew tall but not fleshy, but in recent months, her nutrition has kept up, her height has broken through a new height, and even her breasts have begun to grow flesh, and the momentum is very strong Swift.

Standing in front of the mirror in the bathroom, she stretched out her hand to press the part that was beginning to swell, and suddenly felt a headache. She knew that she shouldn't drink so much milk in order to grow taller.

Finally, she found a bandage and wrapped the growth site around and around.

Now whether it is the night gang or the jade appraiser, her industry is still in the development stage, and the identity of a man can bring more convenience.

Putting on a T-shirt, she walked to the old man's room cleanly. Because she was afraid of disturbing the teenagers' tutoring, the old man chose to stay in the room quietly. When Song Ye knocked on the door and entered, she happened to see her putting down her sewing work.

As soon as he saw Song Ye coming in, the old man immediately lifted the quilt and moved his legs to kneel her.

"Old man, you can't move your legs yet, so you're welcome." Song Ye stepped forward to hold her back, and touched her legs, "The hospital can't do anything now, but there is a medicine stone that may be useful. After a while, I'll bring it to you to try."

Even if he was talking about caring, Song Ye's expression and tone were still cold and cheerless, without any emotional fluctuations, which seemed rather weird.

Hearing this, the old man was taken aback for a moment, then grabbed her hand and held it tightly, "Thank you, baby, you have nothing to do with my wife, but you have helped our grandpa and grandson several times, this kindness , my wife will never repay you in this life, thank you, thank you..."

The old man's eyes were moist, and he said thank you upside down. It took a while before he noticed the stiffness in the girl's limbs.

In the palm, the old man's fingers were dry and old, wrinkled to the touch and covered with thick calluses, making it uncomfortable to hold.But this kind of touch was Song Ye's first experience in two lifetimes combined. It was not like the care of a friend, but the kindness of an elder, with a heavy sense of annual rings, which shocked the soul exceptionally.

No one expected that the cold-hearted Song Ye would be shaken by such a small action.

Although there was no expression on her face, the old man still noticed that she was blunt and unaccustomed. Thinking of her living alone, he raised his hand and touched her head with some distress. There were tears of kindness in the old man's eyes, " Song Ye, grandma knows you are a good boy."

Until she exited the room, Song Ye's expression was still a little dull. When passing by the living room, she skipped a group of teenagers, sat alone in front of the French window, picked up the book, and read it for a long time.Only ten minutes passed without turning a single page of the book.

Her mind was full of ups and downs, full of the old man's old hands, and the sentence "good boy".

She has never had a family member, nor has she ever received family affection, so she doesn't know how to react to this sudden warmth.

After sitting there for more than ten minutes, the voice explaining the topic in the living room brought her back to her thoughts.

In the living room, Tang Yixiao's inexperienced explanation and blushing expression made the teenagers feel fresh, and they couldn't help but become active again.

"Teacher, the voice is too low, I can't hear you clearly."

"Teacher, your hands are shaking, calm down, haha..."

"teacher……"

The teenagers said "Teacher" to the left and "Teacher" to the right, making Tang Yixiao's face turn as red as a boiled shrimp, and his head almost buried on the ground.

Although he knew that the teenagers had no malicious intentions, but when girls of this age were sensitive to the opposite sex, Tang Yixiao was timid and couldn't deal with it at all.

During the frolicking, a cold voice suddenly came from the window, "All stand on the wall for 10 minutes, execute immediately."

(End of this chapter)