Back To My Youth

Guo Jingyu arrived home at night, and was arrested by Guo's mother to study again. This time, he hired a tutor and played a fast break unexpectedly. When he got home, he was written on the paper for a long time.

And it was a coincidence that it was the college student who taught Guo Jingyu his homework back then. The teaching was not bad or not, and he looked a little nervous, staring at the test paper more carefully than Guo Jingyu.

Guo Jingyu protested after the tutor left: "Mom, didn't you agree to let Li Tongzhou help me with my homework?"

Guo's mother said sadly: "Your grades are so poor, how can you keep delaying others!"

"...Then you should discuss it with me in advance. I'm not prepared at all."

"What do you want to prepare as a student? Learning is your mission!"

Guo Jingyu couldn't refute the righteous words that Guo's mother said.

But this time he cooperated a little bit, and at least there was a little improvement. At the same time, he also discussed with his parents that he would take lessons from a tutor from Monday to Friday, and take half a day to go to Li Tongzhou for tutoring on weekends.

Guo's mother reluctantly agreed, "Don't disturb others too much when you go, it's the most critical time in high school, it's not good."

Guo Jingyu: "I know."

The smell of the food came from the kitchen, Guo Jingyu's stomach growled, and he glanced at the kitchen, "It smells good, my dad is cooking ribs again?"

Guo's mother nodded his forehead and sneered: "You have a better nose than a puppy. You have burned your ribs. Go wash your hands and eat later!"

Guo Jingyu agreed, and while his mother went out, he took out his cell phone from his schoolbag, hid it under his clothes and carried it to the kitchen. He pulled the glass door and whispered to his father for a while.

Guo's father was at home, and he didn't expect to be hit by two new mobile phones at all, so he was a little dumbfounded, "Jingyu, isn't this expensive? Why did your uncle ask you to bring this over? It's not good, give it to your mother. Not even a birthday, it's too precious."

Guo Jingyu lowered his voice and said in his ear: "I bought it with the private money my uncle saved, don't say anything."

The exact same rhetoric had the same magical effect on the two middle-aged men.

Dad Guo's expression changed from astonishment to understanding, and looked at the two mobile phones and said, "I see, don't worry, I won't tell anyone."

When it was time for dinner in the evening, in addition to braised pork ribs and rice, there were two brand new Nokia mobile phones on the table.

Guo's mother was overjoyed to receive her birthday gift in advance. There are a few women who don't like pretty things, especially the new mobile phone is small and has a red edge, which looks very beautiful.

In the evening, when Uncle Gu called to ask Guo Jingyu if it was safe to get home, Guo's mother answered first, then followed with a smile: "Brother, it's my birthday, why did you buy me such an expensive thing? ah!"

Silence over the phone.

Guo's mother immediately became suspicious, "Why, didn't you buy it?"

Uncle Gu said: "Hahaha, it's me, it's me, but my brother-in-law told me the other day, your phone is still in use, he is distressed, he also collected a little, don't worry, just a few packs of cigarette money How dare he save any private money."

Guo's mother said: "That's right, it's not my boasting, Lao Guo hasn't hidden a penny of his private money behind my back for so many years!"

Uncle Gu: "...Little sister, go back and ask your sister-in-law, don't say I bought it."

The author has something to say:

The credit of the new mobile phone:

Uncle Gu: This brother-in-law is not bad.

Dad Guo: My uncle is so nice!

Guo Jingyu: It's really hard to make money to buy things, who cares who sent it, he'll be happy when he sends it out, hahaha!

Chapter 17 Headphones

Guo Jingyu came back a few days early, and he couldn't see Li Tongzhou. He was kept by Guo's mother to study at home. The left ear was talking about his mother, and the right ear was the tutor's crazy output. It was a jīng bào blow.

Guo Jingyu pulled out his ears and said immediately, "Little teacher, I don't want to memorize the text, you can teach me math problems."

The tutor didn't expect him to cooperate so much, and immediately praised: "Yes, yes, the main course is correct, I will tell you about this geometric analysis."

Guo Jingyu listened to it for a long time, and his head grew bigger. He barely knew a few subjects, and then took turns to learn English for a while.

The tutor was stunned when he heard his accent. The student in front of him had a better pronunciation than him!

This is the result of Guo Jingyu's intentional restraint.

He had stayed abroad for two years before, and after going out, like all international students, the first thing he learned was to buy and cook by himself, and his language was basically practiced in supermarkets and working places. In addition to the difference in the circle, a roommate who lived with him at the time was a local, just because he was greedy and wanted to eat the good food he made, he dragged him wherever he went. It is difficult to speak and think English well.

However, Guo Jingyu also kept his hand. He used to study art because of his poor grades, but this time he really wanted to learn painting. If his grades suddenly improved, his parents would definitely not let him continue his art. Test.

Everyone says that the college entrance examination is a single-plank bridge with thousands of troops and horses, and the art examination is even more so. It is like walking a tightrope.

Ordinary people, if it is not for the sake of survival, who would be willing to send their children to suffer that hardship?