Chapter 196 Why do you bully me? Although Song Shiwei didn't understand the joke of "the loud sound of firecrackers affects my ability to send blessings", she knew in her heart that Chen Zhe must have come here because he was worried about her safety. In fact, from the perspective of family education, Chen seems to be worrying too much. But from a girl's perspective, for some reason, Song Shiwei suddenly felt happy. Chen's action was like a paintbrush wrapped in the wind, inadvertently adding a little desired color to the quiet and plain life. However, Song Shiwei's personality is such that she would not express herself enthusiastically. Even if Chen Zhuo said hello to the hostess and left, she would just watch calmly. But the boy with glasses who was taking extra lessons could clearly feel the subtle differences in the attitude of this cool and beautiful tutor. At the beginning of the class, she looked indifferent, and although her voice was soft, it was like a thin layer of ice floating on the surface of the Arctic Ocean. In short, it made people feel extremely distant; But after the "customer investigator" came, although the tutor still looked cold, the layer of ice seemed to melt, and eventually, a trace of emotional ripples appeared on the quiet sea surface. The boy with glasses hated the "customer investigator" for no reason. With his sensitive and fragile heart, he realized that the change in the tutor's attitude was because of that pretty boy. Just as I was thinking about this distractedly, suddenly the tutor's voice stopped.
She glanced at her watch and said, "It's time." The boy with glasses then realized that his mother had only bought it for two hours to experience the effect. "mom, Mom, Mom!" The boy with glasses shouted in panic. When his mother appeared, he said hurriedly, "It's time for the make-up class. I want to renew my tuition. I want to renew my tuition..." “I can’t continue now.” Song Shiwei shook his head: "I have classes in the afternoon." "Well, what about next time..." The boy with glasses urged his mother to place the order quickly: "Mom, quickly book this teacher's entire schedule for the future." The middle-aged mother hesitated for a moment. Even if the tutoring was very effective, there was no need to take care of everything. It's 150 yuan an hour. It's acceptable to make up for 4 hours a week or 15-20 hours a month. Any more would be a bit difficult even for my family. Just as the mother and son were arguing, Song Shiwei packed up his things and left. According to the regulations of the learning network, tutors are not allowed to negotiate related fees privately. All matters will be handled by the official customer service. If you do not follow the advice, the website will not be responsible for any losses caused. However, as soon as he opened the door, Song Shiwei was surprised to find that Chen Zhe had not left at all. He was sitting on the stairs, dozing off drowsily and playing with his cell phone aimlessly. Occasionally, when a resident passed by him, he would subconsciously move his butt to try not to block others. He looked miserable, like a polite but sleep-deprived homeless person. Chen Zhe didn't realize how pitiful his image was. Anyway, when he saw Song Shiwei coming out, he stood up, patted his butt, and then walked towards the bus stop without saying a word. There was a large piece of white dust on his left shoulder because he leaned against the wall. "Did he sit here for over an hour because he was worried about my safety?" Song Shiwei thought silently.
It naturally reminds me of the evening study session in high school. That introverted and silent boy stood up unexpectedly because he didn't want to be harassed. Song Shiwei's long eyelashes trembled. She suddenly wanted to help Chen Zhuo brush off the white dust on his shoulders, but she felt that this action seemed a bit intimate... When he was hesitating, Chen Zhuo in front of him turned his head occasionally, and Song Shiwei's eyes were filled with indifference again. "I'm going to remove your information from the learning website." Chen Zhe had something serious to discuss, and he wasn't ignoring Song Shiwei on purpose. He just felt a little dazed after waking up. "why?" Song Shiwei lowered her head and looked at her toes, not letting Chen Zhe see her expression clearly, as if she wanted to deliberately listen to Chen Zhe's own reasons. "I can't always be with you!" Chen said helplessly. "Oh." Song Shiwei nodded. A car drove by quickly, causing a few fallen leaves to flutter in the air. Song Shiwei inexplicably felt that today's wind was a little lingering, and the sun was a little romantic. Autumn is a really good season. It is like summer and winter folded in half, half hot and half quiet. Chen Zhuo was indeed feeling helpless. This was a bit like the Didi Hitch in later generations. No one knew what kind of perverted driver these beautiful female college students would encounter. Of course, the risk of being a tutor is naturally much smaller. After all, these parents are middle-class people with children, and the cost of their crimes is much higher. However, for girls of the level of Yu Xian and Song Shiwei, this cannot be completely guaranteed. "But there is no particularly good solution right now." Chen thought to himself that he would definitely accompany Yu Baibai to her tutoring assignment on Sunday, and then remove her website information. “Are you free next week?” At the bus stop, Song Shiwei suddenly asked. "Next week I will..." Chen was thinking about what School Beauty Song meant by this question, and then he remembered that Empress Dowager Mao once said that Song Zuoming would return to Guangzhou next week and he planned to treat his family to dinner. "Are you talking about eating? I think that's fine." Chen said with a smile: "I'm afraid that after I bully you, Director Song told the police uncle that this person came in pieces." Chen thought he was very humorous, but he didn't expect Song Shiwei to glance at him and asked calmly: "Then why do you bully me?" "I……" Chen Zhuo was speechless for a moment, but he knew that if he continued to get along like this, he would definitely be bullied. Fortunately, at this time, the bus back to school arrived and the two got on the bus one after another. Song Shiwei still sat next to the bed, leaving the aisle seat empty, and Chen Zhuo also sat down out of habit. Song Shiwei didn't dwell on the topic of "bullying", and Chen Zhuo naturally wouldn't be stupid enough to bring it up. The two of them didn't say anything the whole way, except for the occasional bumping of their knees when the bus turned.
After arriving at the station, Chen Zhuo planned to eat something before going to the classroom. Song Shiwei wanted to go back to the dormitory to get books, so Chen Zhuo said, "Then I'll go first." "it is good." Song Shiwei nodded his chin, but Chen Zhuo had just taken two steps when he heard Song Shiwei reminding him from behind: "You...there is dust on the shoulder of your clothes." Chen glanced at it and slapped it a few times indifferently, but did not clean it up. Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw a pair of straight, slender long legs under jeans approaching him. Chen raised his head and thought, is Song Shiwei going to help him dust it off? Have the two of them become close enough to initiate physical contact? "You go back..." Song Shiwei looked at the dirty shoulder, but did not do anything. He just said calmly: "It's better to change clothes first." After giving the reminder, she turned around and went back to the dormitory. "I thought I could enjoy the service of Miss Song." Chen thought as he shrugged his shoulders. In fact, Song Shiwei did have this plan, but when he saw a group of students coming over, he finally changed it to a reminder. However, on the way back to the dormitory, Song Shiwei only felt that the sky was clear, and the unknown small flowers in the green belts on both sides of Yixian Avenue on the campus were elegant in yellow, noble in white, and warm and deep in purple, blooming in an extremely brilliant manner. "Buzz~" Just then, the cell phone suddenly rang. It was my father Song Zuoming calling. "Are you taking a break at noon?" Song Zuomin asked with a smile: "I sent you a message but you didn't reply." "No." Song Shiwei said: "I'm going to make up for the lessons." "Make up a lesson?" Song Zuomin was stunned for a moment, then asked, "Is it the tutorial on the learning website? Did you go there alone?" When talking about "a person", there was obvious worry and blame in Lao Song's voice. "No." Song Shiwei passed by a grove of sweet-scented osmanthus flowers, sniffed the sweet scent, and whispered, "Chen Zhe has been waiting for me outside." "Haha, so that's how it is..." Song Zuoming's anger immediately turned into joy. He couldn't bear to blame his own daughter, so the blame was directed at Chen Zhe. "Then this guy did a good job. I've also looked at the website. If it's run well, it shouldn't be too bad." Song Zuomin was a little relieved, and said jokingly, "But he was even bolder. He actually confessed to you directly in the interview. You don't know how big your mother's reaction was. She yelled that if Chen Zuo didn't apologize, she would never have dinner with him."
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