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The first time Xu Zhiyan met Cheng Lie was in the summer nine years ago. The weather was also like this. The city was full of wind and rain, rain rolled down, the sewers were blocked again and again, and the jasmine flowers that were blooming in the community withered all over the place.
She was 17 years old and about to enter her senior year of high school.
Xu and his wife were dissatisfied with her continuously declining grades. After some discussion, the couple decided to use the summer between her sophomore and senior years of high school to give Xu Zhiyan extra classes, hoping that she could return to her previous state, work hard, and get into Sui University.
At the dinner table, Yu Yanmei prepared three dishes and one soup, braised pork ribs, scrambled eggs with bitter melon, fried meat with green peppers, and seaweed and egg drop soup.
Yu Yanmei said: "You have to eat two pieces of ribs, one bowl of soup, and no less than three spoons of two stir-fries."
Xu Zhiyan said nothing, as if he had long been accustomed to this unwritten rule.
Just as the meal was in her mouth, Yu Yanmei's strong tone came again: "We have found a tutor for you, a student from Sui University. I have found out that the student is going to be a sophomore now. He has worked as a tutor for many high school students. The exercises are very informative. He will come over at one o'clock tomorrow afternoon, and the tutoring time is from one to four o'clock, every Saturday and Sunday."
Xu Zhibiao pursed his lips, and his voice was not as cold and tough as Yu Yanmei's, but he echoed: "You had top grades in junior high school, you should work harder now, don't ruin your future, me and and your mother are both For your own good."
Xu Zhiyan¡¯s expression was calm, and she hummed in a neutral tone, as if she was obeying.
Xu Zhibiao glanced at her twice, some words were stuck in his throat, but he still didn't say them out.
This meal was the same as usual. There was only the sound of chopsticks clinking against the bowl. No one spoke anymore. Oxygen bubbles were rising in the rectangular fish tank next to it. The fake aquatic plants were twisting regularly. The swimming fish sank to the bottom of the tank, watching with rigid eyes. them.
Quiet, depressing, everyone has their own thoughts.
After dinner, Xu Zhibiao was in the living room watching the seven o'clock news broadcast on time. After Yu Yanmei finished washing the dishes, she heated up a glass of milk for Xu Zhiyan.
When I brought it into her room, she was sitting at her desk doing her holiday homework. The milk glass collided with the glass on the desk, making it look tough in the night and not to be refused.
Yu Yanmei said: "At ten o'clock, turn off the lights and go to bed."
Xu Zhiyan circled the correct answer to the English reading question. She kept her head down and hummed as usual.
The door was closed, isolating the bright and round voice of the host in the living room.
The window in front of the desk is open, and the clean and dust-free window screen blocks out mosquitoes. The seventh floor is considered a high-rise in this underdeveloped small city. The lights on the opposite floor are lit, and you can still vaguely hear the lively sounds of uncles and aunts saying hello after dinner downstairs.
When Xu Zhiyan finished the last multiple-choice reading question, the sound of rain suddenly sounded outside, fast and sudden. The rain splashed in from the window. She put down her pen and stood up to close the window.
The cool raindrops fell on my arms, the fresh and comfortable air rushed towards my face, and the sultry summer seemed to be suddenly swept away.
She closed the glass window, put her hands on the desk, and stared outside for a while.
Finally, his eyes fell on the milk on the table. It was already cold and had a layer of milk skin on it.
She poured the milk into the flowerpot on the window sill. It was a tiger orchid with green and plump leaves, which she bought recently.
Xu Zhiyan left the room with an empty glass. The news broadcast had come to an end. She walked to the kitchen and washed the glass.
After washing the cups, she walked to the entrance, took her umbrella, and said to Xu Zhibiao, "I'm going to the convenience store downstairs."
Xu Zhibiao snorted and asked, "Are you going to buy anything? It's raining outside."
"Buy some paper and pen."
¡°Okay, we¡¯ll come up in a moment, be careful as the road is slippery.¡±
"Well, I understand."
Xu Zhiyan did not take the elevator down. There was only her footsteps in the empty stairwell. The sensor lights were on layer by layer. A long-handled umbrella was placed on the steps. There were thirteen steps on each floor, seven floors, ninety-one. a step.
This is an old community. It is said that it was the community where the first batch of demolished households lived in Luzhou. Xu Zhibiao and Yu Yanmei made a small fortune from the demolition, and there is currently no financial pressure.
There is a bus stop outside the community. All five buses will pass by here. There are some small shops along the road. They are closed and opened. Only this convenience store remains standing.
The store was very small and there was no room for her to stay longer.
She took two sets of red-striped writing paper and a black pen, and picked up a can of sugar-free Coke as she passed by the freezer.
After checking out and leaving the store, Xu Zhiyan stood at the convenience store??, a black four-piece set, and an old-style bookcase filled with yellowing books, all of which are old books.
The desk is even more simple, with a desk lamp equipped with a small clock, a stack of high school books, a pen holder, and some old photos pressed under the glass surface of the desk, some of which are mottled and cannot be seen clearly.
The whole room looked dull and indifferent, except for the pot of tiger orchid on the window sill.
The dark gray curtains were tied on both sides, and the rain was still pouring outside the clean and wide glass window. The water flowed down the glass window. The rain has not stopped since last night.
In the midsummer of July, the scorching hot weather has turned slightly cooler.
Xu Zhiyan moved the round stool in the corner and gave him the armchair.
He didn¡¯t ask for it and took out two test papers from his schoolbag. They were high school sophomore mathematics final test papers from other cities.
He spread the paper on the desk and said: "I want to see your mastery of knowledge points. Your mother must have told you that I will make up for math, but if you have questions in other courses, I can also explain it to you. Also , if it¡¯s convenient, please show me your school¡¯s final exam paper.¡±
Xu Zhiyan sat down on the armchair, put aside the idle book he was reading before, and took out the last final exam paper from the drawer on the left.
The man picked up the paper, read it and said, "I forgot to introduce myself. My surname is Cheng, Cheng Lie, Ling Lie."
His voice is deep and magnetic, with a touch of laziness.
The name seemed familiar, but she didn't think much about it.
Xu Zhiyan hummed softly, picked up the pen, and began to write the test paper he gave her.
Cheng Lie noticed her name on the test paper, Xu Zhiyan. He didn't hear it clearly when Yu Yanmei introduced it just now, and thought it was Zhiyan. Zhiyan turned out to be Zhiyan.
Cheng Lie sat down, took out a pen from her schoolbag, and wrote down the questions she got wrong in her notebook.
Like the students he had interacted with before, there was no big problem with the basic questions, but it became problematic when the difficulty of a question increased a bit, such as the last few fill-in-the-blank questions, the last two multiple-choice questions, and the second and third questions of the short-answer questions. .
When Cheng Lie was sorting out the knowledge points that needed to be re-understood for her, he asked casually: "Your mother said that you had good grades in junior high school. What was your ranking in the high school entrance examination?"
Xu Zhiyan said without emotion: "Forty-six."
"Class ranking or grade ranking?"
"City-level ranking."
The atmosphere froze for a moment.
Cheng Lie stopped writing and subconsciously looked up at her.
She lowered her head and wrote down the steps to solve the problem neatly and orderly on the draft paper. Her long black hair was pushed to one side, and her fair and transparent face was like fine suet jade. The ends of her eyes are slender, and her pupils are crystal amber. Perhaps because her skin is very white, a small brown mole in the corner of her eye is quite obvious.
He noticed her just when she stood at the door looking at him.
This girl is beautiful and proud, but she doesn't seem to care about anything.
This is Cheng Lie¡¯s first impression of her.
Cheng Lie said: "You did have good grades before. Are you not used to it after you entered high school?"
Xu Zhiyan didn¡¯t expect that tutoring would also include psychological counseling. She raised her eyes, looked at him, and smiled lightly.
She replied: "Maybe I'm not used to it."
"Besides studying, are there other things that distract you?"
"Thisdoes reading count?"
Cheng Lie: "What book are you reading?"
Xu Zhiyan: "Some story books, the kind for children."
Cheng Lie noticed the book that she had put aside on the desk before. The title was "The Naughty Bao Ma Xiaotiao".
Xu Zhiyan thought he would look at her with a cold look, but she didn't expect that after he looked at her for a few seconds, he suddenly bent the corners of his mouth. When he smiled, his young and handsome face became tainted with a bit of ruthlessness, and those black and beautiful eyes His eyes were full of unpredictable emotions.
He nodded and ended the topic. He raised his chin and pointed at the paper, indicating that she should continue.
Xu Zhiyan raised her eyebrows, said nothing, and continued to solve the problem on the scratch paper. The answer was immediately apparent. She did not continue to calculate, but directly wrote a number on the paper.
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