sweet love

Chapter 38 Silly girl, I'm waiting for you at the university

After this incident, the relationship between Chen Shaoyu and Song Xixi has warmed up a lot.

When we met at noon, Chen Shaoyu said, "Do you still want me to call you to school every day?"

"Ah... no need, I can get up." She was used to the falling posture.

"Then can we still go to school together?"

Song Xixi smiled: "Of course."

If the boring third year of high school stays with meaningful people, time will pass quickly.

For Tang Zhihuan, teaching Song Xixi well is even more difficult than getting full marks in the college entrance examination.

The cold wind is strong, and there has been a heavy snowfall in Lin'an City this year. The year is approaching, and the senior year of high school is also on winter vacation.

A week later, the students' final grades have been sent to the parents' mobile phones, and the age ranking and class ranking are very clear.

Xu Jingyu said in the class that the top ten students in their grades now have the hope of being admitted to Imperial University and Yanbei University, so parents should not relax during the winter vacation and urge students to study hard.

Song Xixi's grades were 30th in the class, an improvement of six ranks compared to the mid-term exam. The second school has been solid. Song's father is very satisfied, which shows that Tang Zhihuan's tutoring is really useful.

Song Xixi was depressed when she learned about her grades. She had worked so hard, why she still couldn't see hope.

Uncomfortable, holding the quilt and crying all afternoon.

His eyes hurt and he wanted to go to the bathroom to wash his face. When he opened the door, he heard Tang Zhihuan and Song's father talking.

"Tang Zhihuan, if you are willing to stay, we can renegotiate the cost of making up lessons."

"Uncle, I really want to leave..."

There was a creaking sound when the door was pushed open, and the two men on the sofa in the living room immediately stopped talking and looked at Song Xixi.

"Xixi, get ready, Teacher Tang is going to start making up lessons."

Song Xixi stared at Tang Zhihuan quietly, and said "Yes" in a low voice: "Teacher Tang, I'll go wash my face first."

Tang Zhihuan smiled, and politely said to Papa Song, "Then I'll go to Song Xixi's room first."

Song Xixi returned to the room after washing her face, and pressed the lock when closing the door.

Tang Zhihuan looked at the phone, and there was a report card transferred by Song's father.

"Still making progress."

Song Xixi didn't seem to hear, her eyes were red and swollen after crying for a long time, and her voice was a little hoarse when she spoke: "You want to go?"

Tang Zhihuan slightly raised his eyebrows, pushed his glasses with his finger bones a little guiltyly, and looked at her quietly.

Song Xixi took a deep breath, her heart throbbed suddenly, this man was still in front of her, but she thought about what she would do after he left?
"Are you going to time travel back and think that I have no hope of being admitted to Imperial University, so you want to give up on me and go back to your normal track?"

"What's the matter with you?" The man was in a very good mood. Although he felt sorry for Song Xixi's sadness, he couldn't help being a little happy.

The girl hated him.

"I... I don't know if I can continue to finish the second semester of my third year of high school if you leave."

If there were no his repeated reminders for math functions, his constant drawing and guidance for physics calculation problems, and his repeated urging and punishment for English listening and vocabulary, how would she face these disliked things.

Tang Zhihuan looked at the wronged and helpless girl in front of him, and finally couldn't help reaching out to pull her into his arms, and gently kissed her red and swollen eyes.

"Silly girl, I'm waiting for you at the university."

"What if I don't pass the exam?" Song Xixi raised her head, her eyes full of panic, how could she pass the exam of the God Capital University with her current grades.

"So you have to work hard to pass the exam instead of crying weakly and blaming yourself for your incompetence."

"Human potential is endless."

(End of this chapter)