I want to have a normal campus romance

Oh no! It really is Xia Xiaoyao!

When I heard her words, my heart couldn't help but skip a beat, and I felt my heartbeat slow down a few beats. Of course, this is not the most important thing. The important thing is that the fat guy and the others were sitting not far from me. Although I didn't turn on the speaker, they could still hear every word I said.

I saw a look of "as expected" on their faces. I knew the situation was not good and prepared to run away, but the fat man had been with me day and night for such a long time, so he knew what I was thinking and blocked me at the door.

Fortunately, they still gave me some face and did not rush up to pin me down. Instead, they were ready to fight and wait for me to hang up the phone, demonstrating their good practice of settling accounts behind closed doors.

"Why did you call suddenly?"

Seeing this, I tried to do two things at once. On the one hand, I tried to comfort Xia Xiaoyao, whose tone revealed great resentment, and on the other hand, I tried to delay time to think of countermeasures and escape routes.

"What? Can't I call you if nothing happens?"

"Hey, I don't have your phone number. Otherwise I would have called you."

Hearing the tone that sounded like that of a girlfriend throwing a tantrum, I couldn't help but feel embarrassed, but I still had to comfort her. However, the fat guy and the others showed contemptuous looks on their faces and booed, and I responded by giving her the middle finger.

Fortunately, Xia Xiaoyao on the other end of the phone was not aware of all this.

"Humph, you're so smooth-talking. Have you used this trick to deceive many girls?"

"how is this possible?"

Although Xia Xiaoyao couldn't hide my lie, I could still tell from her tone that she was in a much better mood than before. After all, for a girl, sometimes what you say is not important, what is important is your attitude.

"Forget it, I forgive you. I called you mainly to tell you that the crew will officially shoot the MV next weekend. I will send you the specific time and related matters via WeChat so that you don't forget."

I couldn't help but feel a little surprised when I heard her say that. After all, these things should usually be handed over to assistants, but she sent it to me personally. Maybe it was out of protection? After all, it was normal for me, a grassroots male lead, to be looked down upon by others.

Of course, I might have thought too much, but no matter what, it was her kindness, so I thanked her very seriously. But after a while, there was no sound from her end, so I thought the call was hung up.

"Hello? Are you still there?"

"Ah? Um... yes."

Although her response told me that she was indeed still on the other end of the phone, it's just that...her voice sounded weird.

What happened? Was she distracted? Or... was she shy?

No, I shouldn't have said anything.

"Well...um, ah...yes, my agent is here, I have to leave first!"

"Eh?"

What's the hurry? No, wait a minute! If I hang up now, wouldn't it be...

Thinking of this, I was suddenly shocked.

"Wait... wait a minute!"

"Beep-beep-"

I was about to say something, but the other end of the phone was busy, and then the atmosphere in the dormitory gradually became hot. I turned around stiffly, and saw several people rubbing their hands as if they had been preparing for a long time.

"I seemed to hear something just now...Why didn't you add my WeChat?"

"Fat brother, I heard it too!"

"Yes, I heard that too. He also said that Brother Lin was 'slippery-tongued'."

"It seems that I am not hallucinating - Xiaolin! Don't you want to explain?"

Fuck! How come these guys work so well together? Who did they learn this chorus from? It doesn't look like they've only lived together for a year! It's more like four years!

Fortunately, I hadn't hung up the phone yet, so I pretended to be calm and continued to hold the phone and said seriously:

"Huh? What? You want me to go downstairs? Okay, okay... I'll be right there!"

As I spoke, I walked towards the gate, but the fat man didn't seem to have any intention of giving way to me. His huge body held the gate tightly, while Xiao Li and Lao Wang stood on both sides like door gods.

Seeing the grins on their faces and the MMP looks on their minds, I couldn't help but twitch my lips, but I still pretended to be calm and pointed at my phone. After confirming that the phone was not held upside down and the screen was facing inside, I calmly explained to them:

"Well...someone is looking for it! Really!"

But the fat guy was the one I knew best, and he immediately saw through my lie. He grinned, silently took out his cell phone, and dialed my number. My cell phone immediately started ringing.

It’s over, it’s over…I’m dead now!

The fat man put the phone back into his pocket, then waved his hand like a general giving orders.

"Someone come! Bring the prisoner up to me!"

Before I could react, I was carried up by Xiao Li and Lao Wang, one on each side. Two of them were holding my thighs, the fat man was holding my waist, and combined with the pillar in front of me... Damn, they are not going to do that!

"Let me go! I have done great things for the class and worked hard for the dormitory. You can't do this. I want to see the principal!"

"invalid objection!"

My wailing sounds echoed in the dormitory, but at this moment, my cell phone suddenly rang. We looked at each other and realized that it was not them calling. So when they saw that I really had something to do, they let me go, which made me breathe a sigh of relief.

However, the criticism meeting in the evening would probably go on as usual, but at least I had escaped. Seeing this, I quickly made a phone call and opened the door and walked out before they could react.

"Ah, Mr. Lin, you're not busy now, right?"

"Uncle Chen? What's the matter?"

When I heard it was Uncle Chen's voice, I immediately calmed myself down and replied in a very serious tone.

I wasn't surprised that Uncle Chen knew my phone number, because I left it to Uncle Chen. Actually, I wanted to leave one for an elder at home, but Mo Yuhan's parents were not at home, so I simply left the phone number to Uncle Chen.

After exchanging a few pleasantries with me, Uncle Chen began to discuss with me the tuition fees and time arrangements which had not been confirmed last time.

"Teacher Lin, can we schedule the class at 10 a.m. on Saturday?"

"Okay, no problem from my side."

"As for the tuition fee, it's 800 yuan per hour... I wonder if you can accept this price?"

"Eight hundred?!"

“Well, do you have any problem with the price?”

"Ah? Ah... No no no, no problem, no problem!"

I thought the price was between 200 and 400, which is the normal price for a class, but Uncle Chen told me it was 800 per hour! I was shocked!

This price is enough to hire an experienced and famous teacher!

"Then I won't bother you anymore. If Teacher Lin has any questions, you can always come to me."

"You're welcome."

Even after I hung up the phone, my heart still couldn't calm down. I even started waving my fists in the air, which scared the passers-by. They avoided me for fear that I was a lunatic, but at this moment my heart was indeed very excited.

At the same time, I began to secretly look forward to the next class.

After all, jobs that come with both high pay and girls are not available everywhere.

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PS: There will be an extra update later for 60 monthly tickets, and Miss Leng Jiao will be online soon.

Because it is not a popular theme like yuri or transformation, the performance is not very good, so I hope everyone can also complain and comment more, your support is the motivation of pigeons. (?o?o)??

Chapter 40 This Student Is Not Too Cold (Monthly Tickets Plus Update)

If it were a normal Saturday, I would still be lying in bed at this time, struggling with my quilt. But today was my tutoring day, so even though my groggy head protested, the flying Mao Zedong portraits still drove me to get up early.

Of course, it was not only the money that drove me to get up so early, but also the gloomy weather outside the window. Although the weather forecast said that it would rain heavily today, it was recommended not to go out unless necessary.

But I think this is also my first formal class. As the saying goes, first impression is very important. I can’t be late for my first class.

Well...it has nothing to do with girls or tuition fees.

Although the weather forecast said it would rain in the afternoon, the accuracy of the weather forecast is about the same as the drop rate of cards in the card pool, so I took an umbrella from the closet just in case.

I hummed a little tune, said goodbye to my three sons who were still sleeping, and left the dormitory early. Then I used my mobile phone to easily call an online taxi to Zishan Garden. Although Uncle Chen did not talk to me about reimbursement of commuting expenses, the hourly wage of 800 yuan was enough for my round-trip fare.

I sat in the car and started to check the information I brought with me. However, before I had finished reading for a while, it started to drizzle, and then slowly turned into a downpour. The big raindrops hit the windows of the car, making a crackling sound.

Looking at the scene outside the window, I couldn't help but twitch my lips. Although I knew the weather forecast said it would rain heavily, it was too heavy! And it was not said to rain in the afternoon!

What kind of horrible weather is this!

Could it be that God is mentally unbalanced after finding out that I have a high-paying job and lovely students, and wants to make trouble for me? Not really!

When others teach their students their first class, it can be said that it is sunny, but it is still a gentle breeze. Why is it so stormy for me? Is it a sign of my tragic fate today?

When I got off the car, I noticed that there was a strong wind outside, which made my face hurt. But I couldn't turn back now, so I gritted my teeth and walked towards the gate with an umbrella. After the people in the security room confirmed my identity, they opened the gate.

The security guy who chatted with me last time obviously still remembered me. There was a hint of envy in his eyes, as if he was very surprised that I could come here again. However, I didn't have the time to feel proud now, because I felt like I was about to be blown away by the wind.

I braved the wind and rain to get to the villa I stayed at last time. When I entered the villa safely, I was almost completely soaked. The umbrella in my hand was useless in the wind and rain. Seeing it blown over, I knew it was "broken".

Although I can't see my appearance clearly, I think I must be in a very bad state. Fortunately, the backpack I brought is waterproof just in case, so the papers and materials inside should be fine.

"You are Teacher Lin, right?"

"Yes, I am sorry to bother you today."

As I spoke, I slowly raised my head and saw that the person standing in front of me was not Uncle Chen, but a woman who looked like a maid. After taking the schoolbag and umbrella from my hands, she handed me a towel and slippers.

"By the way...where's Uncle Chen?"

I looked around but didn't see Uncle Chen.

"Butler Chen drove off to see the chairman off today. I'm the maid here. If you have any questions, you can come to me."

No wonder I didn’t see Uncle Chen today. The person who can be called chairman by the maid and can also enjoy the treatment of being picked up and dropped off by Uncle Chen should be the owner of this villa, and also Mo Yuhan’s elder.

I originally thought I would meet Mo Yuhan's parents today, and was still thinking of what to say. But looking at the situation, they probably won't come today.

But it's not bad...I would rather take two more hours of class than deal with these business bigwigs.

What's more, judging from the situation, Mo Yuhan's parents should have a higher status than I thought. The title of chairman is much higher than the company executive I imagined at the beginning.

I think the people who can afford such a villa are not from a small company, but most likely from a large group company.

"Oh...I see."

As I said this, I used a towel to wipe the rain off my body. Although the rain had been wiped off my body, my clothes were still wet, and it didn't feel comfortable as the clothes stuck to my body.

As if she had noticed my embarrassment, the maid came over to me and said with a smile after putting my umbrella and backpack away:

"Teacher Lin, do you need me to get you some clothes to change into? There are some clothes prepared for guests in the guest room."

"Huh? Is this appropriate?"

"It's okay. Those clothes were originally prepared for guests. Steward Chen told us that you are a distinguished guest, and you might catch a cold if you wear wet clothes."

Hearing what the maid said, I couldn't help but be shocked that I could be called a distinguished guest. But then I thought about how Uncle Chen personally picked me up and dropped me off last week, so even if I wasn't a distinguished guest, I was at least a guest of honor.

"Then it'll be hard work."

"You're welcome."

The maid nodded and took me to the guest room, and I didn't refuse. On the one hand, I was wet and might dirty Mo Yuhan's room. On the other hand... I felt really uncomfortable.

"I've put your clothes here. You can use the facilities in the guest room at will. If you need anything, you can come to me again."

The maid put the clothes in her hands on the bed, closed the door and slowly left. I took the opportunity to start looking around the guest room. Of course, it is called a guest room... but it even has a private bathroom. I estimate that this configuration can be compared to a high-end single room in a hotel.

I changed into the clothes the maid brought and found that they fit me well. And judging from the labels on them, they were all famous brands. A short-sleeved shirt alone was more expensive than my entire outfit.

This makes me wonder, is it necessary to make such a big deal about a piece of clothing? Isn't a piece of clothing worth a few dozen yuan still clothing? Of course, this may also be because I am just an ordinary person and don't understand the way of thinking of those big people.

I changed my clothes, blew my hair with the hair dryer in the bathroom, and walked out of the guest room. But when I followed the maid upstairs, I found that the maid kept looking at me from time to time, her eyes full of curiosity.

"What's wrong? Is there something on me?"

"Ah, no... I'm just a little curious."

"curious?"

"Well, I've been with the young lady for such a long time, and you're the first person to receive special treatment from her."

"Maybe it's just my luck. After all, I never thought I'd have the honor of being her teacher."

If I think about it carefully, I would become a teacher for a rich girl. I would never have dared to dream of such a thing before.

But after I finished speaking, the maid obviously wanted to say something, but in the end she said nothing. She just gave me a subtle smile and went downstairs.

After seeing her meaningful smile, I couldn't help but feel a little concerned. Did I say something wrong? Or was there something wrong with my understanding?