Chapter 29
Ji Rang did what he said.
After lunch on Saturday, he called the group of teenagers who had played games all night and should have been catching up on some sleep in bed and gathered at the commercial plaza.
Qu Dazhuang had swollen eyes and tears streaming down his face when he yawned. As soon as he arrived at the scene, he was beaten by the crowd.
Damn you for talking too much.
Qu Dazhuang felt aggrieved and wanted to make amends, "Brother Rang, neither of us is cut out for studying, so we won't disturb your practice..."
Ji Rang kicked him and said, "Stop talking nonsense and follow me."
When they arrived at the place where they had agreed to meet Wu Rui, the nerd was already waiting there with his schoolbag. Seeing the group of listless and sad-looking people behind Ji Rang, he was a little surprised. When Ji Rang approached, he asked in a low voice, "Student Ji, what are they doing here?"
Ji Rang said, "Let's study together."
Wu Rui was stunned.
What’s going on? It’s fine if the big boss attacks, but the big boss’s little brothers are also going to attack?
Is it because the spring breeze of reform in our country has been blowing too deeply recently, awakening these bad boys who have been playing and sleeping since their freshman year of high school?
A prodigal son who returns is worth more than gold!
Wu Rui suddenly felt a great sense of social responsibility! Since they were determined to make corrections, he must complete the task of leading the way. It is the responsibility of every socialist successor to lead people to good!
Ji Rang didn't know why the top student in the grade suddenly had shining eyes. He glanced at the coffee shop where they had originally agreed to meet. It was packed with people and there was no seat left.
He frowned: "Why don't you go inside and take a seat when you come so early?"
Wu Rui pushed his new black-framed glasses awkwardly: "I have never been to a coffee shop alone..."
Ji Rang understood, but didn't say anything, "Then let's go to another one."
A group of people set out along the commercial square and walked for a kilometer. Almost all the cafes they passed were full.
Today is Saturday and it is almost afternoon, the time for drinking coffee and relaxing, so there are not so many empty seats for them.
Seeing that the boss's face was getting darker and darker, Liu Haiyang quickly suggested: "Why don't we go to KFC and have a look?"
So the group went to KFC and found it was full of screaming and playing children.
Wu Rui pointed to the park where the old men and women practiced Tai Chi and said, "Actually, that place is also OK. The lawn is quite spacious."
Ji Rang said coldly: "Do you want to be on the news or do I want to be on TV?" He walked to the street to call a taxi and said to Qu Dazhuang: "Go to Manjiangting."
A high-end entertainment club in the city center, where spending can easily reach tens of thousands of dollars.
The group took several cars and it took more than half an hour to reach Manjiangting.
Wu Rui had never even been to a coffee shop, let alone this kind of high-end club. The decoration and signboard were luxurious, and behind the large glass door with silver trim, there were two receptionists in formal uniforms.
Wu Rui looked at the T-shirt worth more than ten yuan on himself and was a little afraid to take a step.
Ji Rang came over from behind, put his arm around his shoulders, and pulled him forward: "Come on, why are you standing there?"
The sensor glass door opened automatically, and the two receptionists bowed and called him, "Master Ji."
There was no need to go to the front desk, as the waiter took them directly to a large private room. There were soft leather sofas and entertainment facilities. The group of people were familiar with the place, singing karaoke or playing Taiwanese games.
Wu Rui was at a loss as to what to do. Ji Rang slammed the table with his palm and said coldly, "Come here, everyone!"
The noise suddenly stopped and everyone stood over dejectedly.
Ji Rang turned on all the lights in the private room, arranged for them to sit down one by one, and then said to Wu Rui: "Let's get started."
Wu Rui: “Ah?”
Ji Rang: "Tutoring!"
Wu Rui: “Oh oh.”
It was really magical to have tutoring in a place like this. He quickly took out the prepared junior high school tutoring materials from his schoolbag, squatted down with a pen and a notebook, and said, "Today we will have a math tutoring class."
When they heard it was math, several people started to make a scene: "You are not good at math! Brother Rang, you can't do this no matter how hard you try. And there is no blackboard, so he just writes on paper, who can see it?"
Ji Rang: "Really?" He stood up expressionlessly and pressed the service bell. Someone came over soon and said, "Get me a small whiteboard and a black pen."
Waiter: "Okay, Mr. Ji."
Everyone: “???”
Soon the small whiteboard and writing pen were brought in. Ji Rang handed them to Wu Rui amid the painful and aggrieved gazes of the crowd: "Come on."
Wu Rui was so excited that sweat began to form on his forehead. He took the pen as if he had taken over the future of the motherland's flowers, and said in a trembling voice: "Classmates, today we are learning quadratic radicals in junior high school mathematics. So what are quadratic radicals? Look here!"
A period of tutoring that started with math began in an expensive private room at a club.
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It was already afternoon when Xue Manqing and her friends arrived at Manjiangting. They had been walking around for a few hours when the weather suddenly changed and it started to rain heavily. They couldn't get a taxi and were tired, so they simply went to the nearby Manjiangting to play and planned to call a taxi to pick them up later.
The waiter led them to the fourth floor. Xue Manqing usually liked to stay on the second floor because the mirror in the bathroom on the second floor looked better. She told the waiter, "I want to sit in the private room on the second floor."
The waiter apologized, "I'm sorry, Miss Xue, there are no rooms available on the second floor."
Xue Manqing frowned: "Business is so good today?"
The waiter knew her identity and didn't dare to hide it from her, so he told her the truth: "Young Master Ji has booked the entire floor."
"Ji Rang?!" Xue Manqing's voice became louder in surprise. Her friends came over after hearing this:
――"Ji Rang is here too?"
――"Qingqing, aren't you from the same school? Ask him to come play with you."
――"Yes, there are not many of us, so it's boring to play. Let's ask him if we can share a room."
Xue Manqing didn't dare to say that Ji Rang had always ignored her. She frowned and asked the waiter, "Are there a lot of people? Is the entire second floor full?"
The waiter answered stiffly, "No, they just sat in a room. Young Master Ji said that the noise around would disturb him, so he booked the entire floor and didn't allow them to use it."
Are you afraid of disturbing him? Are you afraid of noise when you come to the entertainment club?
It's really incomprehensible.
Ji Rang is very famous in this circle. His "rebellious evil deeds" are something that these boys and girls living at the top of the pyramid dare not even think about.
Everyone is trained by the family according to the standard of successor. If their behavior is slightly out of line, they will inevitably lose their vested interests, so they dare not act recklessly. If it were someone like Ji Rang, who was hopelessly bad, they would have been abandoned by the family long ago.
But Ji Rang's father, Ji Weiyan, is also a talented person. Even though his son has fallen to this state, he still treats him like a treasure and gives him whatever he wants. Whenever he talks about his son to others, he always says, "My son is a good boy."
Who doesn't know your son?
I can't praise it even if I go against my conscience.
The Ji family is full of elites, three generations have joined the army, and even though Ji Weiyan is now a businessman, he retired from the special police force. It can't be said to be a famous family, but it is also a clean family.
Ji Rang is the only stain on the Ji family.
Xue Manqing's friends were from other schools and had never met Ji Rang. Hearing about his evil deeds from other people, they had become less fierce and less afraid, but they were actually curious.
He pestered Xue Manqing and insisted on meeting her.
She used to talk about Ji Rang often, and she always called him Uncle Ji, which gave the false impression that they had a good relationship. But now she was in a dilemma and it was hard to express her suffering.
Finally, she was so pestered that she couldn't do anything. Not wanting to lose face in front of her best friends, she said, "I'll go ask. You guys wait for me downstairs."
The waiter knew that she and Ji Rang knew each other, so he didn't stop her: "It's in Room 207."
Xue Manqing nodded and went straight up. When she reached the second floor, she found that the corridor was too quiet. When she walked to the door of 207, she could not hear any entertainment sounds.
He's not gone, is he?
Xue Manqing curiously pushed the door open a crack and looked inside.
I saw a group of bad boys led by Ji Rang sitting in a row, each holding a notebook, looking at the boy with glasses who was writing furiously on the small whiteboard in front of them.
He spoke eloquently: "So, when b―4ac≥0, which formula can we substitute a, b, and c into to get the equation? Please answer this question, Mr. Qu Peng!"
Qu Peng: "...Well, x is equal to 2a divided by..."
Wu Rui: "Yes! That's the answer! Say it out!"
Qu Peng: "-b±square root of b-4ac!"
Wu Rui: "Correct! Let's applaud Qu Peng for speaking up!"
There was sparse applause in the private room.
Xue Manqing: “???????”
What magical scene did she see???
She almost ran down the stairs in a panic. The good sisters immediately surrounded her and asked, "How is it? Did he agree?"
Xue Manqing hadn't recovered yet, and stammered, "He...they have serious business, they're not playing..."
The little sister pouted in dissatisfaction: "What kind of business can we have here? Is this a place for business?"
Xue Manqing: I don’t understand either!!!
The way they study seriously in KTV looks like they are members of a cult!
Xue Manqing was unwilling to face this mysterious reality: "Let's go to another place." After she finished speaking, she hurried to the door without waiting for the sisters to react.
The tutoring on the second floor lasted until dinner time. Ji Rang led everyone to the western restaurant next door for dinner, but Wu Rui had to rush home to be with his mother and refused.
It was a bit far from here to his home, so Ji Rang helped him get a taxi before leaving.
Wu Rui was standing on the street waiting for a bus with his schoolbag on his back. Xue Manqing, who had come back at some point, walked over and patted him on the shoulder.
They were both in the national flag class and raised the flag together every Monday. Wu Rui saw that she was a little shy, so he pushed his glasses and greeted her: "Classmate Xue, what a coincidence."
Xue Manqing had a complicated expression and asked him, "What are you doing here?"
Wu Rui said: "I just wandered around and took a walk."
This nerd didn't even tell her the truth.
Xue Manqing raised the corner of his lip and lowered his voice: "I know everything."
Wu Rui was shocked: "What do you know?"
Xue Manqing touched her hair and said nonchalantly: "You are tutoring Ji and the others."
The truth was revealed, and Wu Rui was a little embarrassed for a moment, "Who told you that?"
Xue Manqing said: "Ji Rang."
Wu Rui immediately said: "Didn't he tell me not to tell you? Why did he tell you himself?"
Xue Manqing smiled and said, "What's going on? You still want to be a hero who saves the misguided teenagers? Give them tutoring? Will they listen to you?"
Wu Rui said seriously, "You can't say that. If Ji wants to learn again and finds me, I will definitely help him." He smiled embarrassedly, "And he also paid for the tutoring fees."
A white car stopped on the street. Wu Rui looked at the license plate and saw that it was the car Ji Rang had called for him. He waved to Xue Manqing and said, "Classmate Xue, I'm leaving now. Goodbye."
He got into the car carrying his schoolbag.
Xue Manqing had a complicated expression. He stood there for a long time, watching the car merge into the traffic flow.
From the incredible shock at that time, to feeling something was wrong and going back later, to finally understanding the truth of the matter, my mood has been through a roller coaster of ups and downs.
Ji Rang actually took the initiative to ask Wu Rui to tutor him?
He actually started studying?
Looking back, it seems that there have been fewer reports about Ji Rang causing trouble and fighting in recent times.
Is he... changing?
She had just scolded him for being hopelessly depraved some time ago, but he turned around and started to show her what it means to be a prodigal son.
What will he become? Will he become that kind of cool male god with good grades, good family background and good looks?
Xue Manqing didn't know how to accept this change. Just as she was feeling lost, she received a call from her father, "Qingqing, where are you? Didn't you say you were going to the banquet tonight with your father? Dad is coming to pick you up."
Xue Manqing gave the address.
Not long after, a black Cayenne drove over.
When arriving at the banquet hall, Xue Manqing saw Ji Rang's father, Ji Weiyan.
The man had a straight figure and a handsome appearance. Even though he had been in the business world for many years, he still had the dignity of a soldier. When he saw Xue Manqing, he greeted her kindly, "Qingqing is here."
Xue Manqing pursed her lips and smiled. Ji Weiyan asked her a few questions about her studies, and finally returned to the unchanging topic: "Has my kid caused any trouble at school recently?"
Xue Manqing was silent for a moment, then smiled sweetly: "No. Uncle Ji, Ji Rang has been very obedient recently. Not only has he not caused any trouble, he has also found the top student in our school to tutor him. It seems that he is going to reform himself. I am really happy for him."
Ji Weiyan's face changed, perhaps because he was too shocked, a few drops of wine spilled from the glass in his hand.
For a long while, joy mixed with some complex emotions filled his eyes: "Arang, this child... this child..."
In the end he said nothing and left in a hurry as soon as the party was over.
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