Cute, you are wild

Chapter 10 1.5 meters, very tall?
Sitting down opposite her, Jiang Che began to eat slowly, adding vegetables to her bowl while eating.

She picked up the rice in the bowl with chopsticks, but she had no appetite.

Seeing her frowning, Jiang Che asked with a smile, "Is there anything new at school today?"

"..." What new things can a third-year junior high school student have?

"Should I go get a mirror and let you take a look at your wrinkled face?"

Qiao Ai was almost laughed out of anger, looked up at Jiang Che, pouted and muttered: "You're the one with the face, you're the one with the old face."

Jiang Che smiled deeply, his light brown eyes gleamed softly under the light, "Okay, the old Wogualian hopes that the little Wogualian will eat more and grow taller."

Qiao Ai was almost laughed at once again, "I'm not short."

"1.5 meters, high?"

"I will grow again."

"Then just eat more."

She vomited a mouthful of blood silently in her heart. She was still struggling to know how to ask the parents about it, but now she didn't hesitate, and said confidently: "The teacher asked you to go to school tomorrow."

Jiang Che sneered, and said flatly, "It's my honor to be invited by the teacher to drink tea so soon."

"..."

"What were you doing at school?"

"Nothing."

"Then why invite the parents?"

She didn't answer right away, Jiang Che thought wildly, and suddenly frowned and asked seriously: "Someone bullied you?"

"..."

What brain circuit?

She looks so easy to bully?
"Did someone bully you?"

"No one bullied me. I studied and went to bed early, because I study late at night, and I don't have energy in the morning." She defended herself vigorously.

Jiang Che let out an 'oh', and his tone softened a lot, "What's the big deal, do we need to invite parents?"

"I'm not a teacher, I can't decide."

Jiang Che nodded, put another piece of meat into her bowl, and said, "All right, I'll meet your teacher tomorrow."

The corners of Qiao Ai's mouth twitched wildly, "Don't talk nonsense then."

"Your teacher invited me, it must be to talk about your problem, what can I say nonsense."

"..."

Forced by Jiang Che to eat the whole bowl of rice, Qiao Ai returned to the room with her schoolbag, took out the books and read them as usual, but there were so many books that were not explained, she couldn't understand them by herself.

She marked all the things she didn't know with a red pen, and planned to ask the teacher tomorrow.

***
Three in the morning.

The heater was too hot, and Jiang Che woke up thirsty. When he got up and went out to pour water, he found that the light in Qiao Ai's room was still on. He came back after receiving the water and tapped on Qiao Ai's door, but no one answered.

Pushing the door open a crack, he saw Qiao Ai falling asleep on the table.

He walked in lightly, and found that there were several books spread out on the table, covering various subjects.

"Review so many subjects at once, can you remember?" He smiled helplessly, put the cup in his hand on the table, bent down and carefully picked up Qiao Ai.

She is thin and light to hold.

Rubbing against his chest like a cat, she murmured something in a low voice, which sounded like 'I can't understand', 'It's too difficult', he laughed out loud, went to the bed and put Qiao Ai down, and covered her The quilt was good, so she sat at the table and carefully flipped through the book she was warming.

There are many red marks in the math book, and there are big question marks beside them, so she can't understand them?

If you don't understand, ask.

However, Qiao Ai has never asked him for his academic problems. I don't know if he asked the teacher in time at school.

He hesitated for a while, and finally picked up a pen, and made notes on the places she marked in red, in case she didn't understand, and some formulas were marked out, and the sky was bright before he knew it.

He stretched his waist, and looked back at Qiao Ai who was curled into a small ball under the quilt. Even though she was asleep, her brows were still tightly frowned.

After tidying up the messy books on the table and stuffing them into Qiao Ai's schoolbag, he got up and went out. He basically didn't need to sleep at this time. He went back to the room to wash and change clothes, and he went directly downstairs to buy breakfast.

When she came back, Qiao Ai had just woken up.

She came to the restaurant with a pair of panda eyes and yawned lazily.

He poured the packed porridge into a bowl, packed the steamed buns on a plate, turned his head and glanced at Qiao Ai who looked listless, and asked with a half-smile, "Did you sleep well?"

Qiao Ai gave a muffled 'hmm', rubbed her somewhat swollen eyes, opened the chair and sat down, picked up a small steamed bun with chopsticks, and filled her stomach without taste.

"I'll go to school with you after eating." Jiang Che said with a smile.

She said 'oh', thinking that the teacher didn't tell the parents what time to go, it would be better to go in the morning, lest it be delayed until the afternoon, and she would have to worry about it for a day.

Because there was no need to catch the bus, Qiao Ai arrived at the school early, and she followed Jiang Che directly to the teacher's office. Ji Fang also just arrived, and they entered the door. Xu Qiancheng led a well-dressed middle-aged woman with a very kind face and then came. .

After Ji Fang greeted them, the 'parents' of both parties were invited to sit down, and Qiao Ai and Xu Qiancheng could only stand aside dryly.

Xu Qiancheng obviously didn't take inviting parents seriously, with a cold expression and a little distracted the whole time.

Qiao Ai was listening to Ji Fang very attentively. Ji Fang thought that she could not study too late at night, as it would affect her state the next day too much, and she needed an adult to supervise her. In addition, she also asked the adult to help her make up lessons on weekends. Or let her use weekends to go to cram school.

Because the time for evening self-study has been changed to class, even though it is already the third grade of junior high school, the teachers did not take up the weekends of the students.

After Jiang Che listened, he bent his eyes and smiled gently and beautifully, "Don't worry, Mr. Ji, I will supervise Qiao Ai more on weekends."

"If you adults are too busy, it's better to enroll in a cram school so that the course can catch up faster." Ji Fang said.

"alright."

That's all about her questions, and then Ji Fang started to 'heart-to-heart' with Xu Qiancheng's parents.

Qiao Ai followed Jiang Che out of the teacher's office, and the man's hand stroked her head, making the hairball she carefully tied in the morning a little frizzy.

She rolled her eyes inwardly, turned her head to avoid Jiang Che's hand, and slowly shaved her hair.

Jiang Che looked at her with a smile that was not a smile, and said in a warm voice, "Little Qiao Ai, do you want me to help you make up lessons on weekends, or do you want to enroll in a cram school?"

"It's all right."

"I'm afraid I'm not free."

"..."

"Then I'll help you enroll in a cram school."

"..."

If you don't have time, ask her seriously, as if she has a choice?

"By the way, I wrote some notes for you in your textbook. If you still don't understand, remember to ask the teacher." Jiang Che raised his hand while talking, and wanted to touch her head again.

This time she didn't give Jiang Che a chance, she walked a few quick steps very cleverly, and distanced herself from Jiang Che.

Jiang Che's hand froze in mid-air for a moment. In order to relieve the embarrassment, he deliberately raised it higher, scratched his ear, and put on a look like I didn't want to touch your head, but my ears were itchy.

(End of this chapter)