Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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Ji Wenfeng and Lu Rong experienced ups and downs and began to seriously improve their English.
After all, Ji Wenfeng was half American and had special ideas about English teaching.
Ji Wenfeng (English): “From now on, only English is allowed in this room.”
Lu Rong: “Can’t you speak a word in Chinese?”
Ji Wenfeng looked at him deeply, took out a water gun from his schoolbag, and sneered at him –
Lu Rong: “Ahhhhhhhh!”
Lu Rong: “Ji Wenfeng! Why is the water so cold!”
Ji Wenfeng (English): “I took the magazine to the refrigerator to freeze it, and added ice cubes specially for whiskey in it – you are speaking Chinese again.”
Holding an English book in one hand and a water gun in the other, he continued to sneer at him expressionlessly –
Lu Rong ran around the room with his face covered: “No! No! Stop! Please!”
Ji Wenfeng held up the water gun and blew out the cold mist wafting out of the muzzle in a cool manner, inserted it in the waistband, and then opened the English textbook (English): “How to spell abandon.”
Lu Rong, who was soaked all over, squatted on the sofa with his head in his arms, panting, and read one word at a time: “Abo…”
Ji Wenfeng drew his gun and shot, spitting out a word coldly after each shot: “It’s abandon. Remember?”
Lu Rong: “Ahhhhhh I remember it! Remember it!”
Ji Wenfeng’s face turned cold (English): “Who allowed you to speak Chinese!”
He hissed at him–
Lu Rong: “Sorry! Sorry! Stop!”
Ji Wenfeng (English): “How to spell abandon! Quick!”
Lu Rong: “Aban…n…”
Ji Wenfeng raised the muzzle of the gun and pretended to pull the trigger.
Lu Rong held his head: “Nonono…don! Abandon abandon woooooo!”
Ji Wenfeng curled the corners of his lips, took out another bullet from the refrigerator and replaced it ruthlessly.
Ji Wenfeng raised his eyes (English): “Lu Rong, you will be tempered and reborn.”
In just one night, Lu Rong memorized hundreds of words, learned three tenses, mastered 18 sentence patterns fluently, and cried all his tears.
He sat in the bathtub, under the shower, and the cold bath water splashed on his face. He yelled at Ji Wenfeng with water marks on his face: “I hate you! You monster!”
Ji Wenfeng stood lazily by the bathtub, snapped the textbook in his hand, and said intoxicatedly (English): “What an authentic American pronunciation. In the future, you can attend Ji’s new product launch conference on my behalf. Today’s teaching ends here, and we will continue tomorrow.”
Lu Rong hugged his knees pitifully, his shirt was completely wet, and his eyes were red as he thought: When I get out of the bathtub, I must kill Ji Wenfeng!
A chuckle came from above his head, and the damned killer moved and gently touched his head: “I’m proud of you.”
After saying that, he left and closed the door like a gentleman.
The trickling water gradually became warm.
Lu Rong’s mood calmed down a little, and he took off his wet clothes angrily. The warm water gradually covered his body. He buried half of his face under the water, and words, tenses and sentences popped up in his mind one after another.
“I will kill him after I finish the TOEFL test.” Lu Rong reviewed hundreds of words, three tenses and 18 sentence patterns for tonight, and thought coldly in the misty heat.
And later, he couldn’t help but let out a comfortable hum~
When Fang Qing returned to the basement game room, she told Ji Tong what she saw in Lu Rong’s room: “Xiao Feng is trying to tutor Rong Rong in English, but they always fight about this.”
Ji Tong: “…This is a very brotherly thing, why did it turn into violence?”
Fang Qing: “You talk as if you have never hit a teacher.”
Ji Tong: “Of course I haven’t hit a teacher!”
He thought about it and decided that this was not a good idea, so he notified Secretary Bai to find a tutor for Lu Rong. Although he didn’t say it, he couldn’t help thinking in his heart: Rong Rong’s study quality must be just as bad as Fang Qing’s.
“Don’t bother.” Fang Qing listened to him on the phone and pushed the “All Evils” in the WeChat list to Ji Tong, “This is my friend, they do education and training.”
She had forgotten when she added this number, and she also forgot who he was, but anyone who added her WeChat was her friend. Fang Qing was just such a free and easy child of the world.
“Your friend doesn’t look like a good person.” Ji Tong stared at the four big black characters on the white background of the avatar and said, “But they are very strong. Look at this, this is a customer’s academic performance tracking sheet, which is improving by leaps and bounds.”
Fang Qing pulled up the fancy promotional picture made by all the villains on WeChat Moments.
Ji Tong held up his eyes and took a closer look and read out the magical slogan on the promotional picture: “Exclusive service for Royal Supreme VIPs…Private file creation, key tracking, more concerned about your academic performance than your class teacher…It looks good.”
Fang Qing: “It’s very cheap, only 5999.”
Ji Tong couldn’t make up his mind: “If I hire such a cheap tutor for Rong Rong, will I look like a stepfather?”
Fang Qing knew her son too well: “You can’t find him a too expensive one, otherwise he will sell the tutor tomorrow. He won’t let go of anything with a premium, you can only find him the most cost-effective one.”
Ji Tong: “…”
Fang Qing: “And I’ve never found a tutor for him. Thinking of hiring a tutor to help with English, you are already a competent father.”
Ji Tong: “Okay.”
Ji Tong added Li Nanbian: Give me a copy of the exclusive service for Royal Supreme VIPs.
Li Nanbian asked Lu Rong: “Boss, someone came to our house and asked for the exclusive service of Royal Supreme VIP.”
Lu Rong buried himself in the bathtub: “No sale.”
Li Nanbian: “But Lao Liang really wants to do this deal.”
Lu Rong: “Lao Liang will go to participate in the National Mathematical Olympiad next month.”
Li Nanbian put down his phone and shook his head at Liang Wendao beside him: “Boss doesn’t agree, he’s afraid it will affect your studies.”
Liang Wendao knocked on the table fiercely.
Li Nanbian: “Forget it, listen to the boss.”
Liang Wendao supported himself on the table, his eyes solemn, as he almost used a pleading tone: “Brother, I really need this money.”
Li Nanbian had never seen Liang Wendao like this: “What’s wrong?”
Liang Wendao found it difficult to speak.
Li Nanbian pressed his shoulder: “If you have any difficulties, tell me, don’t keep it in your heart, brother will always support you.”
Liang Wendao’s face showed a tangle of desire and struggle. After struggling for a while, he confessed to Li Nanbian: “I want to buy the pair of AJ Fujiwara Hiroshi co-branded Lightning that the boss sent to the group.” Lu Rong live-broadcasted the shopping spree in Hong Kong for them.
Li Nanbian: “F**k!”
Liang Wendao: “Think about it, me wearing Lightning to receive the National Mathematical Olympiad champion trophy. Isn’t it very impressive? Brother, won’t you be proud of it?”
Li Nanbian: “I’m not proud of it. I’m neither a Mathematical Olympiad champion nor do I have Lightning.”
Having said that, Li Nanbian still pushed Liang Wendao to Ji Tong.
“You haven’t done this order, I don’t know anything.” Li Nanbian reminded him.
Liang Wendao was stunned. This meant that all the income would belong to him.
He tightly circled Li Nanbian’s neck and touched his head with force.
Liang Wendao contacted Ji Tong: “Hello, I’m your private tutor.”
Ji Tong: “Okay, come over to teach English tonight.”
Liang Wendao didn’t originally provide home service, but he was taking orders privately, so he didn’t have to be so particular. Ji Tong sent him the address, and he immediately took a taxi to Rongshan Manor.
Lu Rong finished his shower and came out in a bathrobe, only to find that Ji Wenfeng was still on his bed.
“Get lost.” Lu Rong said concisely.
“You don’t even pay the tuition?” Ji Wenfeng patted the place next to him ambiguously.
“You still want tuition? I haven’t asked you for medical expenses yet!” Lu Rong’s face was livid. Ji Wenfeng splashed ice water on him all night, and he was going to catch a cold.
Ji Wenfeng sat up and pulled Lu Rong into his arms. Lu Rong struggled, and Ji Wenfeng twisted him with his long legs: “Don’t move.” Then he stuffed a cup of steaming ginger tea into his hands and picked up a large towel beside him to rub his hair.
After rubbing it half dry, he took a hair dryer to help him dry it thoroughly.
“You will definitely not get sick.” Ji Wenfeng spread out the thick quilt, wrapped Lu Rong with the quilt, and fell on the bed together, “I will hold you to sleep at night~”
Lu Rong: “Get lost.”
Ji Wenfeng had developed the skill of covering up Lu Rong’s spitting, and could basically not hear a few curses from the little slave. He leaned sideways to support his head and pushed him: “I want to discuss something with you.”
Lu Rong: “…” Ji Wenfeng would still discuss things with him, it’s really strange.
Ji Wenfeng: “I’m going to run for the student union president. Didn’t you say last time that you wanted a status that could be seen in broad daylight? I thought about it, why don’t you join me in the student union?”
Lu Rong: “First of all, I didn’t ask for a status. Secondly, I don’t want to join the student union.”
Ji Wenfeng narrowed his slender eyes: “Who are you talking to?”
Lu Rong: “…”
Ji Wenfeng: “As a little slave, can you talk back to your sponsor like this?”
Pull out the gun!
Lu Rong: “Ahhhhhhhhhhh!” He quickly covered his face with both hands.
Ji Wenfeng smiled wickedly and kissed the muzzle of the gun with his sexy lips: “This is just a teaching tool. I won’t abuse it, don’t worry~” Then he suddenly pointed the muzzle of the gun at Lu Rong’s face.
Lu Rong, who was peeking between his fingers, quickly hid himself and buried his face in the pillow.
Ji Wenfeng approached him and traced the outline of his neck with the muzzle of the gun: “My little slave, open the door. Will the student union come?”
Lu Rong: “Come, come!”
Ji Wenfeng smiled harmlessly: “That’s good.”
Lu Rong was shouting in his heart: Where did Ji Wenfeng learn this trick? It’s getting better and better every day! Damn, you are actually a growing hero!
Lu Rong was unarmed and didn’t dare to confront Ji Wenfeng with a water gun, but he didn’t want to go to the student union. He had a plan in mind: “I can run for election, but I may not be elected.”
Ji Wenfeng gently held his hand: “Don’t worry, I know you won’t be elected.”
Lu Rong: “…”
Ji Wenfeng: “So I’m prepared. Teacher Zhu Renliang and I proposed to set up a new position called ‘Student Union President’s Secretary’, which will be appointed by the Student Union President himself. You get ready and take up the post on a certain day.”
Lu Rong: Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!
Ji Wenfeng used his money power again! Not only did he bribe the voters, he also created a position out of thin air and appointed him!
Could it be that Lu Rong, the school bully in Chengnan, really wanted to walk around the campus with the title of “Student Union President’s Little Secretary”, which was almost like the cover of an avi.com?
Absolutely not!
First he was the little slave of the sponsor, and now he was to become the little secretary of the student union president! If it gets out, what kind of person will Lu Rong become!
Ji Wenfeng hooked his little finger: “Are you happy?”
Lu Rong said shyly: “Happy.”
But in his heart, he coldly calculated: Either abolish this position or abolish Ji Wenfeng!
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