Beyond The Outline

The chicken soup in Xu Sheng's mouth almost squirted out. Under the identity of Shao Zhan, he had just been cool for no more than a day, and he ushered in a huge test in his life.

Someone wants to find him for tuition.

Xu Sheng could not return for a long time.

He is a pure scumbag. Three or four months forward, his average score in each subject is only 30 points. Normally, only Shao Zhan helps him make up lessons. Where can he get him to make up for others?

Just like him, he still teaches others?It's better to let the little cousin who can pass the test of the first fifty to teach him.

If you want to teach the exam how to count down, how to ask questions, how to spend the boring exam time, and use these 120 minutes to maximize the entertainment - Xu Sheng can still do everything to teach this little cousin, take the exam When you are in English, you can switch to the radio, FM101.7 can listen to songs, and FM107.2 can listen to stories. If you feel that it is not exciting enough, some emotional mediation channels can also broaden your horizons and let you find it in the boring English listening time A piece of world that belongs to me.

Xu Sheng put the bowl down quietly, put his fingers on the wall of the bowl, and then removed it for a long time: "Auntie, I..." I'm not good at it.

Aunt Shao Zhan is really worried about her son’s grades. In fact, her family Pengyu’s grades have never been good. She was able to get the first place in the exam, and she is still in the top 50. It depends on Shao Zhan’s lessons and the lessons left to them. Data review book, now her grades are declining, and she has not been able to fall asleep for several nights: "You also know the conditions of our family. It is too burdensome to ask a tutor."

Xu Sheng: "..."

Xu Sheng couldn't say "not very good" after Xu Sheng.

Aunt Shao Zhan sighed softly: "You rarely come here. Do you spend an afternoon teaching Pengyu how to do it?"

Xu Sheng hid on the balcony of Aunt Shao Zhan's house to send a message to Shao Zhan.

His thoughts are very confused now. He just typed the next half of the line and glanced back at the little cousin behind him. The little cousin was immersed in the blue schoolbag on the sofa and took out a booklet "Junior High School English" and " Junior High School Basics: Chinese Subjects", "Junior Middle School Winter Vacation Homework"...

Xu Sheng saw his hair standing upright, a kind of "who am I, where am I, what do I want" soul perplexed spontaneously.

Xu Sheng: One good news and one bad news, which one do you want to hear first.

Shao Zhan just received a call from Xu Yaping. This time Xu Yaping did not wait for her son to pass her the steps, so she took the initiative to pass: "Have you eaten?"

Shao Zhan: "I am eating."

Xu Yaping was phrasing, and the other side said coldly, "Are you still okay?"

Xu Yaping: "..."

Shao Zhan felt calm and polite. He didn't know that Xu Yaping overturned a cup of coffee in the pantry.

"What's wrong with Manager Xu?" After hanging up the phone, an employee asked.

"It's nothing," Xu Yaping hurriedly wiped off coffee stains, and then asked after a pause, "Do you... do your kids usually have a temper with you?"

"Yes, why not," the staff exchanged parenting experience, "especially boys in the rebellious period, the management can't control--"

"Xu Sheng" replied during the rebellious period: What.

What good news is bad news.

Xu Sheng: The good news is that your aunt's chicken soup is delicious.

Xu Sheng: The bad news is that you are done.

S:?

S: Make it clear.

Xu Sheng: Your aunt asked me to stay to make up lessons for your little cousin. You tell my mother that you want to come to your classmate's house, and then hurry up.

S:...

After Xu Sheng informed Shao Zhan, he knocked on the bedroom door and opened the door to enter. He found that Zhang Pengyu had sorted out his homework and sat upright at the desk waiting for his cousin to make up lessons for him.

Before the beginning of junior high school, he and Shao Zhan spent a month together, and the two did not talk much. This cousin sat on the side and he didn't dare to breathe.Zhang Pengyu still remembers that Shao Zhan was sitting opposite him.

What he didn’t tell others was that he had seen Shao Zhan fighting—the two schools were not far apart. He passed the alleys near the high school next door after school, and just happened to see the boy coming out of the alleys with his mouth corners. With wounds and cold eyes, the person he pushed out was paralyzed on the ground, and then he slowly squatted down against the light of the street lamp: "Go away."

The tone of Shao Zhan’s speech during the make-up class was no different from that of the word “roll”, except that the content became “wrong”, “reformed” or “next question”.

Xu Sheng had never made up lessons for anyone, but he was a person who had received Shao Zhan's make-up lessons. It was counted once during the monthly exam. At that time, Shao Zhan's make-up lessons were inhumane. He adjusted his mood and pretended to imitate Shao Zhan. : "You put the book down first, don't rush to read it, let's talk about learning methods, this thing is very important."

He can and can hold on.

The problem is not big.

The opposite is just a junior high school student. He may not be good at high school content, but is he not good at junior high school content?

What he said back then was... Zhenger Bajing was admitted to Linjiang by his own strength.

Zhang Pengyu put down the book blankly: "Oh."

Xu Sheng leaned on the back of his chair and touched his finger on the table. It really looked like that. The ending sounded longer and asked, "Do you know the law of depth."

Zhang Pengyu: "I don't know, what is the law of depth?"

Xu Sheng repeated the concept of "specializing in one subject" that Shao Zhan had said to him. In fact, the concept is not important. The important thing is to delay time and show his professionalism.

This trick worked quickly, and the little cousin immediately devoted himself to make-up lessons: "I understand, then let's start with one subject, which one should we learn?"

Xu Sheng thought about where his current "talent points" are, and said carefully: "Mathematics."

He imitated Shao Zhan's imitation, in fact, it did not look like it at all. He stepped on the edge of the chair, bent his long legs, and caught the black pen between his fingers in an unusually loose manner.

"But I got the worst chemistry test this time," Zhang Pengyu felt that today's cousin was very kind for no reason. He scratched his head and said, "I want to make up chemistry."

The situation was beyond the scope of his grasp, and a crack appeared on Xu Sheng's calm face.

"Can't you make up the chemistry first?"

Xu Sheng, who won 40 points in the chemistry quiz not long ago, gritted his teeth: "...Yes."

Xu Sheng studied hard for a while before the middle school entrance examination. Although it was a little wasteful for more than a year, the questions in the junior high school were not at all unreadable. It was just that if he did not touch it for too long, his memory would inevitably be blurred.

He scanned the textbook roughly, recalled some, and talked about the topic as he recalled.

One dare to speak and the other dare to listen.

The first question my cousin wants to hear is an experimental question.

The moment Xu Sheng saw the question, the thought that came to mind was the same as that of his cousin: how to write this question.

He read the question several times, searched for knowledge points from his memory, and disassembled the conditions of the question first: "The elements that make up matter can be divided into two categories, metallic elements and non-metallic elements."

Xu Sheng finished speaking with his own incomplete memory, flipping through the textbook in his hand, and then caught a glimpse of the textbook saying "The elements that make up matter can be divided into three categories."

"..."

Fuck, three types?

So Xu Sheng could only stop halfway through the topic, and temporarily reversed the knowledge points: "What I said just now was wrong."

The little cousin took the two elements in mind, and raised his head when he heard the words: "Huh?"

Xu Sheng: "I wanted to test you, but you didn't correct my mistakes. It means that you have not thoroughly remembered this knowledge point. It is not two types of elements, but three types, and one type of rare gas elements."

Xu Sheng: "Learning can't just know passive acceptance, but also learn to think."

Not afraid of learning scum and ignorance.

I'm afraid that the scumbag has momentum.

Xu Sheng has a very obvious style of talking about the topic, that is, the logic is very confusing. After all, it is very likely that many knowledge points were only halfway through when he was talking: "So this is the way to solve this problem. Do you understand?"

The cousin answered honestly: "No, I don't quite understand."

Compared with the topic, Xu Sheng is still better at confusing people's reason. He still has one leg bent, his wrist is not working hard, and he puts it on his knee: "It is normal if you don't understand it. It means that your level has not kept up with me."

The cousin was a little ashamed of him.

He secretly said in his heart that his cousin is really strong.

Before his cousin gave him a topic, he could still understand it, but he didn't expect that it has risen to this level now!

Little cousin: "Then...what should I do."

"Practice brings true knowledge," Xu Sheng picked a blank unit simulation volume from the chemistry exercises on the desk and pushed it on the desk. By the way, he loosened his hand and the black pen held between his fingers fell down. , "Write this test paper."

Xu Sheng directly threw the test paper to drag time.

Xu Sheng slid away the phone with one hand and hid it underneath to type.

-Is it here?

-I'm going to show off if I continue teaching.

Shao Zhan got off the bus and walked into the subway station.

-There is one hour left.

-...

-Boyfriend, hold on for a while.

Xu Sheng felt the sky dim.

-Your boyfriend may be unable to hold it.

In an hour, it took my little cousin more than half an hour to write a chemical simulation paper.

In the middle of writing the question, Xu Sheng remembered that he had failed the chemistry exam this time: "How much did you take this exam?"

Cousin: "A 100-point paper, 70 points in the test."

This is not a good test, at least passing.

Cousin: "I can get 80 points on the test normally."

Ok.

Xu Sheng set his phone to mute on the side, and then secretly played two games. There is no large-scale mobile game in Shao Zhan's phone. Xu Sheng only turned to a card game that came with the system.

The experience of being a tutor is very novel. After all, it is the first time that I have taught people so much knowledge seriously. When my little cousin put down his pen and said to him, "I finished writing", Xu Sheng didn’t know where to think Confidence in the acceptance of labor results...

Xu Sheng: "Take it after you have written it, and I will approve it for you."

People often have a mentality that they must see the rewards for their labor. Driven by this mentality, Xu Sheng has a look for the test paper in his hand.

Xu Sheng faced a separate answer book and began to change the paper.

The first question...wrong.

The second question... also wrong.

After the whole set of test papers was approved, Xu Sheng painted "X" more times than ticked.

When finally calculating the total score, Xu Sheng did not want to believe that this little cousin had achieved an amazing achievement in the half an hour he gave him tutoring-his cousin’s chemistry score dropped rapidly. If converted into a graph, That is a very visually striking curve.

Candidate's name: Zhang Pengyu.

Candidate score: 48 points.

"..."

Countless question marks appeared in front of Xu Sheng's eyes, and at the same time a sentence surrounded Xu Sheng's ear. This sentence was exactly what the cousin said before:

——"I didn't do well in the exam this time. I only took 70 points. I can usually take 80 points."

At the same time, the phone vibrated twice.

S: I'm here.