Chapter 53 I Can Never Learn
Shi Nianzhi froze for a moment. There was still an exam?
He's having such a tough time.
Do you study at school, then have tutors at home, and then have to take exams at night before you can finally get some sleep?
It won't be the kind of test where you get punished for failing, right?
Did he say what time he would be back?
If I make him wait, it will probably be past midnight.
The driver glanced at Shi Nianzhi in the rearview mirror and gave him a friendly smile. "I'm sorry, Young Master Shi, I'm not very clear about Third Master's schedule. You can call and ask."
"Never mind then."
Shi Nianzhi scratched her hair. Studying is so hard. I really want to go back to farming and herding cattle.
Sitting on the edge of a field, chewing on a blade of grass, watching the sunrise and sunset, carefree, even the air is filled with the scent of freedom.
He missed that kind of life terribly.
The tutor, as expected of a top student from Master's Department of Education at S University, discovered various problems in Shi Nianzhi after having her complete just one test paper.
Then, a learning plan was developed to address Shi Nianzhi's shortcomings.
He spoke very gently, “Nianzhi, look at the blackboard. Today I’ll help you brush up on some basics. Listen carefully.”
"Okay, I will listen carefully in class."
"If you don't understand, ask. You must ask. Don't keep it to yourself."
"good."
Shi Nianzhi became extremely focused, sitting up straight like a primary school student listening to a lesson.
During the lectures, he would always ask questions, and Yang Runbai would explain them carefully without showing any impatience.
Even though Shi Nianzhi was the dumbest student he had ever taught, he would have to explain the solution to a problem to him repeatedly before he could barely understand it, and even then, he wouldn't fully grasp it.
For Shi Nianzhi, learning may not be something he was born with.
Before they knew it, it was already 10 o'clock. Aunt Zhang brought them a late-night snack, which was sweet rice balls in fermented rice wine.
While eating, Shi Nianzhi said to Yang Runbai, "I need to do my homework, or I'll get scolded tomorrow."
Yang Runbai put down his spoon, his voice gentle, "You don't even know how to write?"
"write without basis."
Shi Nianzhi ate a small glutinous rice ball and said with a slight blush.
He felt he was really stupid; all the teachers who had taught him had labeled him as hopeless.
But Yang Runbai was very meticulous and showed no impatience whatsoever.
Shi Nianzhi felt embarrassed about her own clumsiness.
Yang Runbai actually knew that with Shi Nianzhi's grades, let alone getting into A University, he couldn't even get into a regular university. The only reason he got into A University was because his family was rich and powerful.
Parents in such families generally don't like their children to appear inferior to their peers, no matter how much money they spend.
That's why they hired him as a tutor at an hourly rate of 500.
I want to improve my child's grades.
Yang Runbai nodded, "Then take out your homework, and I'll help you finish it."
Shi Nianzhi glanced at the time on her phone. "Aren't you very tired?"
"Won't."
How can you be tired if you're paid by the hour?
Yang Runbai tutors Shi Nianzhi with her homework. He explains the steps to the problem to Shi Nianzhi very carefully, and Shi Nianzhi listens very carefully as well.
Then, very carefully, he copied the answer from the draft paper into his homework.
After tutoring the child for a while, Yang Runbai finally realized that the child probably didn't understand anything, but fortunately, he was well-behaved and didn't have a bad temper.
Finally, seeing that it was getting late, Yang Runbai wrote down all the answers and had Shi Nianzhi copy them.
I left a Chinese language test paper for Shi Nianzhi to do well.
He packed all the draft papers into his schoolbag when he left.
Aunt Zhang was dozing off to the side. Seeing that Yang Runbai was about to leave, she turned around, grabbed a bottle of walnut milk, and handed it to him, saying, "Thank you for your hard work."
Yang Runbai smiled and replied, "It's my pleasure, thank you."
Lu Jiunian's car was parked outside, and he stepped out with his long legs.
I'm back.
Yang Runbai was squatting in the entryway, tying his shoelaces, when the door was opened from the outside. He looked up and met Lu Jiunian's overwhelmingly intimidating eyes.
When Yang Runbai caught sight of the other person's handsome, almost aggressive face, he quickly looked away, his face slightly flushed.
What a charming man.
Lu Jiunian's gaze didn't linger on Yang Runbai at all; he strode inside.
Yang Runbai stared at his retreating figure for a long time without looking away, until Zhang Sao kindly reminded him, which brought him back to his senses.
A driver took him home.
Unable to suppress his curiosity, Yang Runbai asked the driver on the way, "Was the one who just came back Nianzhi's brother?"
The driver chuckled, "I was driving slowly and didn't see which one you were referring to."
"Okay, thank you. I was just asking casually."
As Yang Runbai looked at the scenery rushing past the car window, he couldn't help but recall the person who hadn't even glanced at him, his disdainful and arrogant demeanor filling him with resentment.
He touched his face, concluding that his face wasn't so bad that people wouldn't bother looking at it.
Every time he goes to a gay bar, he is constantly approached by people.
Unless, of course, the other person is a straight man...
Yang Runbai touched his face, thinking that it was a bit of a pity for a straight man.
......
Lu Jiunian went inside and asked Aunt Zhang, "Where is he?"
Mrs. Zhang smiled, “Media room.”
The man nodded slightly. "Go and rest."
"OK."
Aunt Zhang turned and left.
Lu Jiunian walked into the media room on the first floor. Shi Nianzhi was lying on the table, looking up classical Chinese annotations, and then writing his homework.
As if he was tired, he rubbed his eyelids and yawned.
I picked up the walnut juice in front of me and took a sip.
How was your lesson today?
The man's cool voice was so striking in the vast media room.
Shi Nianzhi felt a jolt; the person who was going to test him had returned.
He put down his pen and looked up at Lu Jiunian. There was a lipstick mark on the other's face, which looked like it was left by a man, because men have thin lips and light-colored lipstick.
Shi Nianzhi lowered his head and continued doing his homework. He was so engrossed in studying that he felt dizzy and lightheaded. Meanwhile, the other person was out having a good time, enjoying himself.
That's one thing, but to come here with the mark of your love rival and flaunt it in front of him?
I don't know which random man left it behind.
For some reason, Shi Nianzhi suddenly remembered Ding Qianqian, who had come home last time.
That person...
Shi Nianzhi strained so hard that he broke the pen tip, and the ink smudged his exam paper.
He hurriedly and clumsily removed the pen, afraid of soiling the spotless table, and gripped the dripping ink refill in his palm.
Shi Nianzhi stood up, and he walked past him with his head down. "I'm going to take a shower."
Lu Jiunian sat in Shi Nianzhi's chair and checked Shi Nianzhi's homework. He found that Shi Nianzhi had answered every question correctly, including the last big question, which was the most difficult part.
The man frowned slightly; he had hired a private tutor, not a writing service.
Shi Nianzhi watched as the water washed away the black ink from his hands, his mind filled with the lipstick mark on Lu Jiunian's face.
He thought back to what his boss had said to him in class earlier that day: 'What if he's not loyal to you?'
Lu Jiunian appeared at the door, "Taking so long to wash your hands, are you feeling guilty?"
Shi Nianzhi lowered his head and squeezed out hand soap. He rubbed it into foam, and his voice, sounding somewhat downcast, asked, "What are you feeling guilty about?"
"Homework writing service".
"No, it was my tutor who explained it. I listened carefully to the solution steps before I wrote it down."
"You've mastered it all?"
Shi Nianzhi shook her head, but looked up at the lip print on Lu Jiunian's face.
He seemed to be saying something with a double meaning, "You know, I'm very stupid."
"come out."
The man spoke in a deep voice.
Shi Nianzhi followed behind him.
Lu Jiunian sat in the chair and said, "Today's test won't be too difficult. I haven't communicated with your tutor, so I don't know exactly what you've learned. Just this poem. You have five minutes to memorize it."
When Shi Nianzhi lowers his head, it is Li Shangyin's poem "The Brocade Zither".
What happens if you can't memorize it?
What do you think?
"If you can't memorize it, let me memorize it here all night."
Don't let him sleep, don't let him face him.
He felt a tightness in his chest.
Lu Jiunian looked up at Shi Nianzhi. He was usually quite timid, so why was he suddenly so tough at this moment?
"I'm hiring a tutor for you to study, do you have a problem with that?"
"without."
"What's wrong with you?"
"Where were you just now? Why are you back so late?"
Shi Nianzhi held a book in his hand, his clear eyes looking at Lu Jiunian, and said, "Can you tell me the truth?"
"Social engagements"
How do you usually handle social engagements?
The man remained silent.
Shi Nianzhi lowered his head, looked at the poem, and said, "Never mind, forget I said anything."
He put the book down and said, "I can't memorize it. You go to sleep. I'll memorize it slowly here by myself."
"Did you memorize it? You're saying it won't work before you've even tried?"
"I can't recite this poem." Just like I can't make you like me.
Shi Nianzhi sat down with her back to Lu Jiunian, as if she was sulking.
Lu Jiunian was furious because Shi Nianzhi was treating him with a cold shoulder.
But looking at Shi Nianzhi's slender back, he also thought that he must be really tired after studying all day.
I'm irritable because I didn't get enough rest.
Lu Jiunian was unusually agreeable, "Go take a shower and go to bed. I'll test you again tomorrow."
"I don't."
Shi Nianzhi picked up the book and began to read the poem, looking very serious.
Lu Jiunian became famous. He went over, took the book away, and threw it on the ground. The book was thrown far away by him.
"If you can't learn it, then don't learn it!"
Shi Nianzhi looked at Lu Jiunian calmly. After a long while, he said in a low voice, "Well, if you can't learn it, then don't learn it."
After uttering this nonsensical remark, Shi Nian went upstairs.
Lu Jiunian lit a cigarette and went into the bedroom, only to find that Shi Nianzhi was not there.
He frowned and headed toward Shi Nianzhi's study, but the door was already locked from the inside.
Lu Jiunian knocked on the door impatiently. "Open the door! Shi Nianzhi, if you don't open the door after I count to three, you'll bear the consequences."
Shi Nianzhi ignored him.
Lu Jiunian knew he wouldn't open the door, so he didn't count and turned to get the spare key.
The phone was placed next to the cabinet. I glanced at it unexpectedly, and the lipstick mark on his face was so clearly reflected by the black screen of the phone under the light.
The man took the spare key, wiped the lipstick mark on his face with his thumb, and his face darkened when he saw the light lipstick on his thumb.
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