Chapter 151 Jin Changqing

Jin Heng is very smart. At least Teacher Cen has been teaching for so many years and has never met a student like him.Although he usually writes questions and practices, Jin Heng obviously spends much less time studying than those hard-working top students, and he is much more comfortable with it.

Teacher Cen is aware of Cheng Doudou's situation, but it is quite puzzling that Jin Heng can teach him out.

I have been under a lot of pressure from studying recently, and even going to the toilet has become a luxury.During the short recess, most of the students in the class ran away and went straight to the bathroom. The remaining few were withered and weak.

Recently, the teachers in the office group have released a set of joint A papers, which are a bit difficult and difficult to complete with the level of students in Class 9.Therefore, the math teacher only taught the basic questions at the beginning, and could only skip the final questions at the end.

When Teacher Cen walked to Jin Heng's seat, he saw him leaning on his chin and concentrating on solving the problem.I wrote down some things on the scratch paper at hand, but it was so scattered that Teacher Cen couldn't make out anything.

After about a minute, Jin Heng noticed the presence of Teacher Cen and subconsciously sat up straight, thinking that she had something to confess.

Teacher Cen didn't say anything. He just looked at his paper and said, "If you don't understand the final questions, you can ask the math teacher privately. She usually skips some difficult knowledge points when giving questions. You can only go to the office.Run more."

Although it’s not a good thing to say, in fact the teaching method of Class 9 is really not suitable for top students.This set of joint A papers is mainly written for the Rocket Class, and is used to select the candidates for the key points of the test.Because of the overall strength level of Class 9, the teacher will habitually ignore the final and high-level questions at the end when explaining the papers.

It’s not that they don’t want to talk, it’s that students don’t understand even if they talk.It involves a lot of over-the-top content, which cannot be explained clearly in a few words. It is better to spend time on basic questions, but it also delays Jin Heng.

Jin Heng knew that Teacher Cen might have misunderstood something, so he completed the half-measured answer on the paper, put down his pen and said, "It's okay, the math teacher explained it in detail."

He just heard that the latter question was difficult, and he happened to have some free time to do the calculations.In the end, I found that it was really troublesome. It was obvious that the question group was deliberately making things difficult. However, the college entrance examination does not ask questions that exceed the syllabus. It doesn’t mean much whether you write or not.

Excellent students are always popular.

Teacher Cen's expression softened and softened, and her soft-spoken manner was not in line with her usual stern style: "It's been a while since you came to Class 9, are you still used to it?"

Jin Heng nodded: "Very good."

In fact, no matter how you look at it, Class 9 is much better than the original class.

Teacher Cen continued to ask: "Are you usually tight on study time?"

Jin Heng didn't understand why she asked this, so he could only say vaguely: "It's okay."

Seeing this, Teacher Cen was slightly relieved, and finally expressed his intention: "Teacher recently wants to set up a one-on-one learning mutual aid group in the class. Those with low grades will help each other, just like you helped Cheng Doudou. Six people will form a small unit."

The air conditioner in the classroom made a slight sound, dispelling the oppressive heat outside.

Seeing that some students had come back in twos and threes, Teacher Cen continued: "The teacher wants to form a group with the top five students in the class except you, and then you will serve as the group leader and be responsible for paying attention to their learning....Teacher knows that time is very tight recently. If you are really busy, you can tell me."

Although the grades are divided into different grades, if some people are pulled, it will be the difference between a junior college and an undergraduate. Teacher Cen really has nothing to do.

Some students in the class who were sitting in the classroom for a break heard the conversation between them. While drinking water, they quietly pricked up their ears, wondering how Jin Heng would answer.

Jin Heng still looked calm and nodded in agreement: "Okay."

In fact, as long as the bottom line is not involved, Jin Heng is a very easy-to-talk person.Probably due to the change in his mood, sometimes he felt that it was okay to help a half-college student in Class 9. After all... some roads could only be walked once.

And there is only one college entrance examination.

Teacher Cen was happy when he heard his answer. He wanted to say something, but didn't know how to say it. Finally, he patted him on the shoulder and said, "If you need help, please tell the teacher."

After the class bell rang, Teacher Cen immediately started assigning study group names.The students were sitting at the bottom and couldn't help but curiously whisper to each other when they saw that she wasn't giving a lecture.

"Didn't Teacher Cen talk about the papers? Why hasn't there been any movement yet?"

"Shh, I just saw Teacher Cen looking for Jin Heng and asking him to help us get our grades. He is now sorting out study group lists."

"Jin Heng agreed?"

"I agreed, I saw him nodding."

There was a slight uproar around him.

Even though Jin Heng has been here for more than a month, he actually doesn't talk much. It's Zou Kai and the others who take him to play, which naturally leaves him with an inhumane and cold image.

Jin Heng helped Cheng Doudou study before, which was a bit disappointing to everyone. Unexpectedly, he agreed to help them set up a study group.To be honest, in the senior year of high school, time is money, and even brothers may not be able to be so helpful.

The students in Class 9 looked at Jin Heng's usually quiet back with somewhat complicated emotions.

Teacher Cen quickly sorted out the list of study groups and informed the class of the news: "From now on, Jin Heng will be the study leader of one group. If students in other groups don't understand something, they can ask himDiscuss and communicate in your free time. If you have any questions about the assignment, you can talk to the teacher after class."

When the list came out, there were mixed feelings. The group members were happy but Cheng Doudou was worried.

His master, who was originally just one person, was now being "divided" among five people, and he felt like he wanted to cry without tears.

Cheng Doudou's father is engaged in real estate projects. The family is not short of money, but they are short of a scholar with a glorious family background.During the last Xiaoyue exam, because Cheng Doudou's grades improved, his family even set up several tables in the hotel to celebrate. Those who didn't know it thought they were holding a banquet for entering college.

Cheng's father didn't know why, so he specially brought a bunch of high-end supplements to thank the teacher. However, the teacher was very strict these days and couldn't give away the things at all.

When school was over, Cheng Doudou thought for a while and looked at Jin Heng: "Um, are you usually busy on weekends?"

Although the school makes up classes, it at least gives two days off every weekend, so it's not too inhumane.

Jin Heng was packing his schoolbag. Hearing this, he glanced at him: "What's wrong?"

Jin Heng usually has nothing to do on the weekends. He either lies at home and sleeps, or helps Yan Na make up classes. Then he and Wen Yan wander around, go back and have sex, and the day passes.

Cheng Doudou's face turned red from suppressing it, and the back of his scalp was almost bald before he stammered: "That... is... can you be my tutor... the teacher my dad hired for me... I feel like you are not thereFlexible... I'm going to fire you. From now on, you can help me make up lessons every weekend, and I'll pay you by the hour, okay?" Nowadays, tutors outside charge a lot of money. A few hours of lessons can be worth several days of other people's wages. Generally,A little bit is enough to maintain a basic living income.Although Jin Heng has good grades, only teachers know his level. If he goes out to be a tutor, no parent would dare to hire him.

Jin Heng paused and asked, "Do your parents know?"

Cheng Doudou nodded vigorously: "I know... I know, I told them... The results were so good this time... It was all... taught by you..."

He didn't know that Jin Heng was short of money, and was afraid that the other party would disagree, so he was so nervous that he broke into a sweat.

Jin Heng agreed readily: "Okay, I'm free on Saturdays and Sundays. How many hours do you want to make up a day?"

This time it was Cheng Doudou who was dumbfounded: "Huh?"

Jin Heng: "Then let's start with four hours, and if it's not enough, add more."

Outside the window, the sky is filled with clouds. On the playground, there are boys playing ball in twos and threes, chasing each other and refusing to leave school.

Jin Heng went downstairs with his schoolbag on his back and threw back the ball that accidentally flew to his feet. The evening wind blew the corners of his clothes, and the passing time also symbolized the countdown to the end of their teenage years.

Maybe this is normal high school life.

Studying, playing ball, playground, leafy summer, noisy classrooms.Instead of endless bullying and fear.

Wen Yan had something to do today and couldn't rush to pick him up at the entrance of Sixth Middle School. He and Jin Heng made a reservation to meet at a nearby barbecue stall, which seemed like a treat.

Seeing that the road was not far away, Jin Heng did not squeeze into the bus, but followed the navigation on his mobile phone. As a result, before taking two steps, he keenly noticed that someone seemed to be following him behind him. He squinted his eyes and turned off his mobile phone.

Jin Heng stood in the middle of the road and looked back. Unexpectedly, he saw a man with a vicissitudes of appearance following him step by step, like a thief. It was Jin Changqing.

"call……"

Jin Heng suddenly sighed with unknown meaning.Sometimes it's not that he refuses to let go, it's just that every time he is about to pull away, someone will grab the corner of his clothes and refuse to let go.

It's so annoying that I want to cut it off with a knife.

Jin Heng was silent for a few seconds, briefly suppressing the murderous intention that had not surged in his heart for a long time.He walked towards Jin Changqing, his face expressionless, making it difficult to see his emotions and anger, and finally stopped three meters away.

Jin Heng stared at Jin Changqing's thin cheeks, indifferent in his heart, and asked with a half-smile: "You have been following me for several days, what's the matter?"

During this time, Jin Changqing was running around like a rat crossing the street in order to avoid loan sharks.After a full meal and a hungry meal, he was unshaven and no different from a beggar.When he heard Jin Heng's words, a flash of light flashed in his turbid eyes, and he wanted to reach out to pull him: "Aheng, dad... dad knew he was wrong... I shouldn't have beaten you that day. Do you have any money? Lend me a meal."For rice, two hundred, one hundred, or fifty will do!"

Jin Heng smelled the sweat on his body that he hadn't showered in several days, so he backed away. Apart from the coldness in his eyebrows, the only thing left was a sneer. He asked softly: "Dad, you don't have any money, how can I have it?"Where’s the money?”

Jin Changqing didn't believe it. He had been following Jin Heng for several days. There was always a young man with a stern look following Jin Heng, so he didn't dare to step forward.Jin Heng was finally alone today, and he didn't want to give up this opportunity: "You have no money, how can you go to school, and how can you eat? Is it possible to drink the northwest wind?"

When a person is driven to the end of his rope, he becomes crazy and is no different from a mad dog.

Jin Heng originally wanted to do something, but when he saw Jin Changqing's stench and ugliness, he suddenly lost interest.