Mrs. Yang left the house after she finished explaining the situation.
Lu Zhou stood in front of Han Mengqi's door and looked at the key in his hand. He thought for a bit and finally stuffed the key into his pocket. He then knocked on the door.
Bang!
There was a muffled sound.
It was as if the door was hit by a pillow.
"Go away! I'm warning you, if you dare to come in, I'll call the police! "
She really was a girl with a bad personality …
Her voice is pretty nice.
Lu Zhou shrugged and was not angry at all. He said through the door, "I don't care, I'll still pay you my salary. But is this really okay? It's a thousand yuan for five hours. "
Anyone who heard a thousand yuan would be distressed, right?
Lu Zhou tried to think from another perspective, but he underestimated the capriciousness of rich people.
"Ah," a cold snort came from behind the door. Han Mengqi raised her voice and said in an indifferent tone, "Whatever you want. That woman has money anyway. It's her business how she wants to spend it. You should just let her support you."
That woman …
Listening to her tone, the gap between the mother and daughter was really deep.
Lu Zhou stood at the door and saw that the little girl had no intention of opening the door. He did not want to waste any more time, so he turned around and went back to the study room. He then took all of the materials from the study room to the living room.
He had not touched high school knowledge for a long time, but it was not difficult to pick up the materials. After all, he was a university student. He was a warrior who fought his way through thousands of enemies. He had to be capable.
Lu Zhou sat on the sofa and flipped through the materials. He suddenly noticed the glass on the floor and frowned.
His obsessive-compulsive disorder was acting up again.
He sighed and stood up. He went to the bathroom to find a broom and cleaned up the garbage.
However, just as he was about to put down the broom, a scream suddenly came from the room with the door tightly shut.
"Ah!"
Lu Zhou was shocked. He thought that an accident happened, so he threw down the broom and rushed into the room.
He took out the key and opened the door. As soon as the door was pushed open, a black unknown creature crawled toward his feet.
Cockroach?
Lu Zhou subconsciously stomped it to death and continued to walk into the room.
"What happened?"
Because the curtains were drawn, the room was very dark.
It was hard to imagine that this was a girl's boudoir, and it was hard to imagine that such a room would exist in such a high-class apartment.
Because in a sense, the chaos here was comparable to their dormitory.
Books were haphazardly piled up in the corner, along with dolls and the like. Puffed food packaging was left on the ground, and there were even a few potato chips left on the floor … No wonder the cockroach would come in looking for food. This thing was extremely sensitive to oil.
Her long hair was slightly messy, and a petite figure was curled up in the corner of the bed. Her hands were tightly gripping the pillow, and she was hugging her knees as she shivered. She was wearing loose pajamas and pajamas, and her fair face was tense. She bit her lips so hard that they were starting to turn blue. Looking at her frightened expression, it was as if she had seen a ghost.
"Die, die …"
"Dead?"
"Is he dead?" Han Mengqi's mouth trembled as she nervously looked under the bed. She wanted to get down, but she didn't dare to.
Lu Zhou paused for a moment, and then he looked at the side of his feet with a strange expression.
"Are you talking about … cockroaches?"
Han Mengqi nervously nodded her head.
"He's already dead. He's here." Lu Zhou sighed as he pointed down with his finger.
He thought something happened, but it was just a bug.
He just had to stomp it to death.
Was it necessary?
Hearing that her natural predator was dead, Han Mengqi finally let out a sigh of relief as her tense body relaxed.
But soon, she stared at Lu Zhou as if she was facing a formidable enemy. She took out her iPhone and cautiously said, "Who, who allowed you to come in without permission. Get out, or … or I'll really call the police! Why did you suddenly turn on the light, you, you … rude person! "
The sudden light pierced Han Mengqi's eyes, and she subconsciously raised her arm to protect her eyes.
Lu Zhou didn't pay attention to her as he went to the bathroom to get a broom.
Other than the wrappers on the floor, he also cleaned up the underside of the bed and the corners of the room.
He didn't know he wasn't cleaning, but when he did, he was shocked.
Looking at the pile of garbage, Lu Zhou wiped the dust off his forehead as he couldn't help but complain, "There are so many snacks in the room, are you planning to raise insects?"
Hearing this, the girl sitting on the bed blushed and said angrily, "Mind your own business … Mind your own business."
Lu Zhou looked at her, then looked at the snacks in the box, and asked, "You only ate this for lunch?"
"…"
The girl snorted and didn't say anything.
Lu Zhou didn't say anything. He picked up the garbage bag and turned around to walk out. He even closed the door behind him.
Looking at the closed door, Han Mengqi was slightly surprised, and her hand that was holding onto the pillow loosened. She didn't expect her heartless mother's tutor to "compromise" so quickly. Originally, she was prepared for a long-term confrontation, but now, she felt like she had nowhere to go …
Lu Zhou went back to the living room and opened the high school mathematics textbooks. He spread them out on the coffee table.
Not only the school textbooks, but there were also teaching materials, as well as the previous monthly test papers were all in the pile of materials left behind by Mrs. Yang. Just like what Mrs. Yang said, her mathematics grades weren't that good.
She couldn't even get half of the 150 marks, and her highest score was 80 marks.
With this kind of grades, she might not even be able to get into a university.
However, her language grades were quite good. Lu Zhou looked at her essays and found that they were surprisingly literary. Also, her English was not that high, but it was basically above 120 marks. As for biochemistry and physics, it was hard to evaluate them.
"Why would she study science with this kind of foundation … Maybe she could just study liberal arts."
Lu Zhou shook his head and picked up a pen from the table. He then began to write and draw on the A4 paper.
High school mathematics was not difficult. Of course, this was not a discussion of the complexity of the questions. It was purely from the perspective of the amount of knowledge.
A textbook would only cover a set and an elementary function. It would take around 40 class hours to cover, and a university's advanced mathematics class would probably cover more than that.
This was why many people were among the best in high school, but when they went to university, they would not be able to adapt. This was because the teacher on the podium was not driving a train, but a rocket.
Han Mengqi's foundation was very poor, but in Lu Zhou's opinion, there was still room for improvement.
After all, an exam was not a competition. It was a test of the foundation.
If the foundation was built up, even if she could not get above 140 marks, she could still get a considerable score of 120 marks.
The four textbooks looked scary when stacked together, but the knowledge involved was actually not that big of a deal … At least for Lu Zhou, who had finished the entire "Analytic Geometry" book last night.
First of all, he had to come up with an outline, summarizing all the knowledge points in the four compulsory books 1452. Then, based on Han Mengqi's previous exam results, he had to highlight the knowledge that she did not master … Although these things should have been summarized by her.
In short, no matter how bad the "customer"'s attitude was, Lu Zhou felt that since he took this job, he had the obligation to do it to the best of his ability.
He did not ask for anything else, but at least it was worth the 200 yuan per hour salary. Even if he did not know anything about the tutoring market, he knew that this salary was definitely higher than the market average.
Just like this, time slowly passed by.
At around 5: 30 pm, Lu Zhou stretched his back and stood up to move his slightly sore shoulders.
He looked at the neatly written A4 paper on the coffee table and could not help but smile.
Although it was a bit troublesome at first, it was quite a sense of accomplishment when he looked back at it after he finished it.
It was almost six o 'clock.
With this result, today's work could be considered completed.
At this time, there was a slight noise from the door not far away, followed by a petite figure coming out.
Lu Zhou looked up and saw that her pajamas had been replaced with a casual T-shirt and jeans, but her long hair was still messy.
He did not know if it was an illusion, but he felt that when she stood up, she looked even more petite than when she was sitting on the bed.
Especially her small body, which was like a flat geometry, there was no rise or fall at all. She was the complete opposite of her cousin.
"What, why are you looking at me … I'm calling the police."
Lu Zhou sighed, "Don't always threaten me with the police, I didn't do anything. You have to have a reason to call the police. Disturbing the public order can lead to detention. Think about it carefully."
"…"
Han Mengqi was speechless at Lu Zhou's calmness. She bit her lips and did not say anything. She turned around and rushed into the bathroom.
Looking at the closed door, Lu Zhou suddenly realized that she had been holding it in for too long.
No wonder she was willing to go out.
Not long after, the sound of flushing came from the bathroom. Han Mengqi, who had washed her face, walked out with a serious expression.
When she passed by the living room, she suddenly noticed something on the coffee table. She was slightly stunned as she frowned and said, "What is this?"
"You don't even remember your own textbooks? How long has it been since you last touched a book? "
"… None of your business." Han Mengqi looked at the thick A4 paper as she muttered to herself. She turned around and walked into the kitchen, "I'm hungry, you can eat whatever you want."
"Your mom is coming back soon, aren't you going to eat with her?" Lu Zhou leaned on the sofa and crossed his legs. He looked at Han Mengqi's back and said in a serious tone, "I think since we are a family, it is better to eat together."
Han Mengqi turned around and let out a cold smile.
That smile was not the expression that should appear on the face of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old child.
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