Chapter 137
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The footsteps came so suddenly that Han Fei could not tell whether they were coming for him or not.
For safety's sake, he placed all the keys and the hotel register inside the urn.
Closing the cracked lid, Han Fei cautiously walked to the door.
Dong dong dong!
Someone knocked on the door. The person stopped before Room 202.
There was no peephole on the door so Han Fei had to lean through the gap. A woman in an old blue dress stood outside Room 202.
Her face was gray, and her eyes were bloodshot. There was a large birthmark on her neck.
Her hair was knotted and there was some mud stains in the middle.
'The landlord's ring did not react, has this woman hidden her presence?'
Han Fei slowly opened the door a gap. "How can I help you?"
"Is this Miss Meng Changan? I just received a call from the boss, he said you're applying for a tutoring job. "The woman's voice was dull and dull. She was in a bad state of mind and exhaustion.
"Yes, I am Meng Changan." Han Fei opened the door. "Come in, I have some questions to ask you."
The woman hesitated at the door but eventually entered Room 202.
Han Fei poured the woman a glass of water and asked, "Your child used to be a student at Yi Ming Private Academy?"
"Yes, my child used to be very smart and he was very serious about his studies. But for some reason, his results got worse and worse and his temper became strange. He would cry and break things at the slightest provocation. "
"The child is under too much pressure, we can't force him to study anymore. We need to find a balance between work and rest, let him relax."
"If I let him relax now, he'll definitely hate me in the future! Furthermore, it's not that he doesn't want to study but he appears to be influenced by something. " The woman thought about it. "My child's roommate is very evil. He often tells my child scary stories. I suspect my child has been influenced by that animal."
"Scary stories?" Han Fei narrowed his eyes. "Can you tell me that child's name?"
"His name is Jin Sheng, Jin as in today, Sheng as in birthday.
"Jin Sheng? Jin Sheng? " Han Fei did not expect to hear this name at the hostel next to the school. He was even more unwilling to let this parent go. "Most of the time, we parents do not understand our children. We lack effective communication. Can you tell me everything that has happened to your child at school? I'll help you analyze the reason why your child's studies have deteriorated. "
He was a total stranger, but he was willing to listen and help her, which made the woman feel that he was very reliable.
'Yi Ming Private Academy is a residential school, I can only see my child once every 6 months. My child had always been fine, but when I went to pick him up half a year ago, I suddenly found out that he had a headache, and there were some small wounds on his body that were difficult to heal, as if he was allergic. "
"And then?"
"I asked him if he was being bullied at school. He said no, but he kept begging me to take him away." The woman gripped her tattered coat. "My family's financial situation is very poor. Paying for him to go to this school is already hard enough for me to breathe. I hoped that he would be able to make a name for himself in the future, but who knew he would end up like this?"
"So you still don't know why he dropped out of school? You're such an irresponsible parent. " Han Fei took out his teacher's id. "I'm a professional teacher with many years of teaching experience. If you're willing to trust me, please bring me to meet the child now."
"Thank you, Mr. Meng." The woman placed her hands inside her pocket and added shyly, "I don't have that much money at the moment …"
"We can talk about the tuition fees later. If the child's psychological problems are not treated immediately, it might affect his life." Han Fei picked up the urn from the bed. "Education is not only to help them master the skills and skills to earn a living, it is also to help them understand the value and meaning of being human."
With just a few words, Han Fei had won the woman's trust. She led Han Fei to the 3rd floor.
Pushing open the door to Room 301, a horrible stench rushed out. The scene that greeted Han Fei's eyes was quite scary.
The windows of the hostel were covered by thick black curtains. The dim light shone on the stained paper that littered the floor.
A damp bed sheet hung in the middle of the room. Inside the room, a large head could be seen.
The body that was smaller than the head was sprawled on the study table. He appeared to be unable to support the head anymore.
The pungent smell came from the deformed child. He held a pen in his hand and repeatedly wrote something on a piece of paper.
'It's already 2 am, why is he still studying? It's not efficient to stay up late like this. Hard work has to be rewarded, it's not something that can only be used to move oneself. '
A chill came from the landlord's ring. Han Fei carried the urn into the room. He pulled back the bed sheet and a stronger stench drifted out.
Up close, Han Fei realized the child did look quite scary. Dark veins could be seen on his large head. There appeared to be something pulsating within them.
Han Fei could even hear a voice coming from inside the child's head. It appeared to be calling him back to Yi Ming Private Academy.
"What's your name?" The stench rushed into his nostrils but Han Fei's expression did not change. It was as if he was born with no sense of smell.
The large head slowly turned. Above the boy's eyelids were pulsating veins. His eyes were bloodshot like they could explode at any moment.
The eyes stared right at Han Fei. The boy's eyes were filled with malice. He gripped the pen in his hand like it was a knife.
"Why don't you go take a nap?" Han Fei looked at the workbook before the boy. It was filled with different names written in red. "Are these your classmates?"
The veins on the boy's head became more obvious. His expression turned menacing.
"Communication requires a method." Han Fei waved at the woman at the door with a smile. "Why don't you leave for now, I wish to have a private chat with this child."
The woman hesitated before turning to leave.
"Student, your mother has already left. Do you know what that means?" Han Fei stared at the boy with a smile.
The boy sensed danger from Han Fei's smile. For the first time, he spoke, "I dare you to touch me."
"Such a bad temper. I'm a teacher, how can a teacher beat up a student?" Han Fei took out the cursed workbook from his inventory and placed it before the boy. He had experimented with Weep earlier. This cursed object would slowly influence a person's mind.
"Since you don't want to go to sleep, why don't you do the questions? Let's start with simple middle school mathematics." Han Fei placed the workbook before the boy. Then he used Soul-Depth Touch to press on the boy's head. He forced the boy to look at the workbook. "Those who are smarter than you are are still working hard. What right do you have to not work hard? If you don't bury your head today, how will you raise it tomorrow? "
Flipping open the workbook, lines of text appeared. They slowly dragged at the boy's soul like an invisible whirlpool.
The equation x ^ 2 + (2m + 4) x + m ^ 2 + 5m = 0 has no real root. (1) Find the range of values of m; (2) If the quadratic equation mx ^ 2 + (n-2) x + m-3 = 0 with respect to x has real roots, prove that the two roots of the equation have the same sign; (3) Let the two roots of the equation in (2) be α and β respectively. If α: β = 1: 2 and n is an integer, find the smallest integer value of m … …
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