It's the students' fault if they are too popular.

Studying is so painful, she thought to herself, maybe she doesn't want to study anymore. But if she said it out loud, she would seem hopeless.

But to her surprise, Tong Yao smiled and said:

"It's normal. Most people don't like to study."

Wu You looked up in surprise.

"Many people study hard in high school, but no one cares about them in college, so they just let themselves go and pass the exams, or even fail. You just enter this stage in advance - you don't even have to retake the exam if you fail." Tong Yao said, "Have you thought about what you will do in the future? If you continue like this, you probably won't be able to get into college. Will your father send you abroad?"

Wu You turned his head away. Perhaps because his self-esteem was hurt by the words "I can't get into college", he felt very uncomfortable:

"He won't care about me, and I don't want to go abroad."

"What if he doesn't give you money?" Tong Yao coaxed, "If you don't listen to him and don't study, you won't be able to find a job in the future. What should you do? Do you have the capital to negotiate with your father?"

The girl was speechless, lying quietly on the table, refusing to show her face. After a while, she said resignedly:

"I know you want to persuade me to study, but I've tried and I can't do it. My dad can arrange whatever he wants for me in the future. It doesn't matter if I get married or go abroad. Anyway... he can't just ignore me."

Tong Yao looked at the homework again and stood up:

"OK then."

She didn't know Wu You's father, but she could get a glimpse of him from the sisters' behavior. She looked out the window. It was raining outside. The cold January air was blocked outside. The warmth in the room made people far away from the hardships of reality. She thought, people are really different. Ruanruan is working so hard, but some people would rather let others control them than work hard.

Most people don't dislike people with poor grades.

But most people hate lazy and unmotivated people.

Her little girl is still the cutest.

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After Tong Yao came out of Wu You's room, she stayed in the study to read. Jiang Wu went to the company, leaving only her and Wu You at home, which was as quiet as if no one lived there.

Until Tamamo's voice downstairs faintly came into the study.

The fox's cry was similar to that of a dog, but she ignored it and continued reading. Then, there were footsteps outside the door, and someone knocked on her door. She said "Come in", and the door opened. Wu You stood at the door, looking at the classical style and huge bookcase in the study, combined with the girl who was a teacher on the wooden chair, she suddenly felt a sense of scholarly family and antique style.

She immediately felt that this woman was perfect to be a teacher, as if she had the temperament of a green lotus. If she were a man, she would definitely be willing to marry such an elegant woman instead of a little gangster like herself.

"What's wrong?" Tong Yao closed the book and asked.

Wu You came to his senses and felt a little uncomfortable being stared at:

"Well... there's a kitten outside."

There is a French window in the living room of the Tong family. When Tong Yao went down the stairs, she could see an orange kitten lying by the window. Yumozuo barked through the window, excited and happy, and the kitten was not scared away - it was raining heavily outside, and if it got wet, it might not survive this winter.

"Teacher Tong, what should we do?" Wu You asked nervously. She was concerned at this time.

"Let it in." Tong Yao said, opening the door. Yumao wanted to run out excitedly, and she quickly hugged the little fox. Seeing this, Wu You ran over, squatted down, and held the kitten in her arms. Suddenly, she cried out in pain and was scratched on the back of her hand by the cat's claws. She quickly changed her posture, hid her hand in her sleeves, and quickly carried the kitten into the house.

"Did it scratch you?" Tong Yao frowned. "Did you bleed?"

Wu You put the kitten down, looked at the back of his hand, and breathed a sigh of relief:

"No."

This is a ginger cat about six or seven months old. It looks very aggressive, has a very cute voice, and rubs against their legs, trying to please and fawn on them.

"It wants to spend the winter here." The nursery rhyme judged, "This cat is really clingy."

Wu You's eyes moved slightly, her heart was completely captured by the little kitten, and she couldn't help but stroke it a few times.

"Do you want to keep it?" Tong Yan asked suddenly.

The girl was stunned, her eyes dimmed, and her hand on the kitten stopped.

"My dad wouldn't agree." She said softly, "I've always wanted to have a cat, but I brought one home before, and he threw it away."

She looked at Tong Yao with hope. Tong Yao tilted her head and said:

"I'm busy. My mom feeds Tamamo and my brother is allergic to cat hair."

Wu You pursed her lips. As a guest, there was no way she would ask Aunt Jiang to adopt a wild cat.

"Why don't you beg your dad, telling him you'll study hard in the future, and ask him to help you raise a cat? Is that okay?" Tong Yao suggested.

Wu You was stunned. She stared at the kitten, stroked it, and shook her head:

“I can’t learn it well.”

After hearing this, Tong Yao walked away silently and went to the kitchen to cook a piece of chicken breast.

The kitten started to meow when it smelled the aroma of meat. The boiled chicken breast would be ready in a few minutes. Tong Yao put the meat in a bowl and handed it to Wu You:

"Feed it, tear the meat into small pieces."

Wu You took the bowl, the cat was at her ankle, she could feel the rubbing of the fur. She took a deep breath, squatted down, and tore off the meat bit by bit. The kitten couldn't wait and licked her fingers.

It was a tingling sensation like an electric shock.

In the evening, Jiang Wu came back and saw a cat at home. She asked:

"Where did it come from?"

Wu You looked over anxiously, worried about the fate of the kitten.

"I found it outside my house," Tong Yao said, "Maybe it was too cold."

It snowed heavily this year and the temperature was lower than in previous winters. I don’t know how many wild cats and dogs froze to death on the streets. Some frozen animals were found every morning.

"Send him away when the temperature gets high. Your brother is allergic. Don't scare him away during the New Year."

"Well, I'll see if anyone is willing to take it."

It rained heavily for several days before the weather cleared up.

Wu You knew that she had no right to keep the cat. She didn't know when the kitten would be sent away, and she was anxious, but there was no point.

That day, Tong Yao was reading in the study room. Wu You was out for the whole afternoon. It was only when she received the call that she realized Wu You was knocking on the door outside.

She went downstairs and opened the door, and when she saw Wu You, she was stunned for a long while.

In front of the door, the girl with straight black hair looked at her and said:

"Teacher Tong, I want to learn."

Chapter 82: Confession

"To be honest, you need to start from scratch. You're in your second year of high school now, and you said you wanted to switch from science to liberal arts... it's a bit late, but since you haven't studied science much, it's not impossible. You can take a year and a half to make a desperate effort."

Tong Yao knocked on the table, looking at her homework while sizing up the black-haired girl in front of her - before, when she had blonde hair, she looked pretty and brainless, but now that her hair is straightened and as black as a crow's feather, she looks like she's serious about doing things.

Wu You's grades in other subjects were not good, but her Chinese was average and her English was even excellent. She probably grew up with a bilingual education, so her vocabulary was not small and her spoken English was much more fluent than that of ordinary high school students. Tong Yao couldn't help but sigh at the importance of family background. You know, the little girl in southern Hunan is still dumb in English.

Work hard, something that no matter how much persuasion one gives, can’t be solved, in the end, a cat actually solved it. I want to keep the cat at home - it turns out that people need desire to generate motivation.

Or maybe Wu You, who has no say at all, wants to explode after a long silence.

She was tutoring Wu You when her cell phone rang. She took it out and her heart stopped.

[Ruanruan] I want to have a video call with you.

"Teacher Tong, aren't you going to answer it?" Wu You asked doubtfully.

"I'm going to go out for a while." Tong Yao turned off the sound, looking embarrassed. "You write for a while."

She went out, quickly entered her bedroom, and pressed the green connect button.

Then, the little girl's plain face appeared in the phone.

"Teacher Tong, are you at home?" The voice was still lively.

"Um... at home." Tong Yao looked at the background of the little girl, "You... are in the bedroom?"

"Yes!"

The camera on the screen suddenly turned, "Would you like to see my bedroom?"

Tong Yao thought to herself, but you have already shown it.

She saw the panties and underwear scattered on the bed and thought to herself, silly girl, please tidy up the bed quickly. But she also had a vague feeling that someone did this on purpose for her to see.

Her face turned red and she said:

"Okay, I'm done."

"What are you busy with recently, Teacher Tong?" The little girl's face reappeared, "You haven't contacted me recently."

"Well...I usually read books," Tong Yao's voice suddenly became softer, "Recently...I have to tutor a child."

Ruan Qian was stunned, a sense of crisis arose, and she asked quickly:

"Make up lessons? Make up lessons from high school? Where?"

The girl tried to keep her voice soft and not to reveal a questioning attitude, for fear of being offensive.

Tong Yao didn't pay attention to the little girl's tone and said to herself:

"To make up for the second year of high school. Because...she is related to me, I let her live at home."

Ruan Qian's expression froze, and she faced the screen and finally forced a smile.

She wanted to continue asking, but was afraid of appearing petty and neurotic.

What is the relationship between her and Teacher Tong?

More than teacher and student, but less than lovers?

She was in no position to stop anything.

All she can do is enrich herself.

Teacher Tong said that he would wait for her, so she was willing to believe it.

"Teacher Tong," she said softly, "will you wait for me?"

Tong Yao realized what she was saying and was about to answer when she saw the little girl sticking out her tongue and smiling playfully, as if trying to create a relaxing atmosphere:

"Teacher Tong, don't feel pressured. It doesn't matter if you fall in love with someone else in the future. Just tell me when the time comes."

Tong Yao's lips were pursed into a straight line. What did he mean? Did he think she would change her mind while waiting? Or did he not want this promise to become a problem between the two of them?

"I told you that I will wait for you when you grow up." She said word by word, looking into the little girl's eyes.

Ruan Qian stared at the screen in a daze until she heard her mother's voice at the door and the doorknob turned. Her mother outside asked who she was talking to on the phone. She quickly said goodbye to Teacher Tong and opened the door:

"mom."

"Xixi, who are you talking to?" Mom asked inquiringly.

"With...with my classmates."

"What did you say to your classmates about 'wait for me' and 'like'?"

"Mom!" Ruan Qian was embarrassed, "You were eavesdropping!"

"Mom is worried about you," Ms. Gu said with a worried look on her face, putting down the cut fruit. "Xixi, you're not in a relationship, are you?"

"……No."

Ruan Qian rolled her eyes, dived into the bed, and covered her head with a pillow, "You actually eavesdropped on my phone call."

"I only listened to a little bit," Ms. Gu sat on the bed, stroking her daughter's head through the quilt, "It was my fault, but... you are a girl, you have to learn to protect yourself, and I am also afraid that you don't know how to judge people..."

Her hand stopped and she sighed softly.

A muffled sound came from under the pillow:

"Mom, don't worry...I won't affect my studies."

"This is not just a study problem," Ms. Gu shook her head. "Can you tell me who the boy is? Your deskmate?"

The room was quiet for a while.

Ruan Qian half exposed her face from under the pillow, secretly glanced at her mother's expression, made up her mind, and closed her eyes:

"Does it have to be a boy?"

Mom was stunned: "What did you say?"

It was too late to reverse what had been done, so the little girl gritted her teeth and risked her life: