The Younger Brother Next Door is a School Grass

"You can be patient, go out to beg for dinner?" Xu Xuelin stepped forward to twist her son's ears, "Would you like me to match you with a broken bowl?

"Sisi?"

Zhou Sisi stood up straight, "Hello Auntie."

"Morning, have you had breakfast?" Xu Xuelin reached out to her son's hand and turned around, pulling her ears together.

Zhou Sisi answered vaguely.

Lu Xi touched the ears that had escaped, and went back to the table lazily to eat noodles.

"Did you forget to bring your key?" Xu Xuelin immediately thought, Chen Cui must have gone to work at this point, and no one thinks about home. "Come and sit in Auntie's house for a while? I'll go back to the house and find your house key?"

Zhou Sisi smiled gently, "Thank you Auntie."

"Sit down and have some noodles?" Xu Xuelin greeted, "There are dumplings too."

"Need not…"

"If you cook too much, Lu Xi and I can't finish eating."

I was really hungry, Zhou Sisi nodded in embarrassment, "Thank you, Auntie."

"You're so polite, kid."

Xu Xuelin added a pair of bowls and chopsticks, "I want to eat what I want to eat, try auntie's craftsmanship and fail, huh?"

"Failed." The quick answer came from Lu Xi.

Relying on the presence of guests, my mother dared not do anything.

"Hey, you bastard," Xu Xuelin's eyebrows are drooped, "Isn't it time to finish eating and go to make up class?"

Lu Xi turned his face sideways and snorted, "That's a lie, what lesson should I make?"

"Where is it to lie? You know the best in the world?" Xu Xuelin almost rolled up her sleeves. This little **** even pulled out such an excuse in order to avoid making up classes.

Lu Xi wiped her mouth with a tissue, "If you think about it with your hair, you know it's impossible. How can I get English vocabulary and reading in seven days, and what electronic shorthand?"

"Electronics what?" The extracurricular class was reported by Grandma Lu Xi, and Xu Xuelin didn't have time to understand.

"What's the electronic jump?" Lu Xi pouted, who still remembers its reputation, anyway, it looks like an IQ tax.

"Shorthand for electronic transitions."

Soft as the voice of the mist and rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

Lu Xi looked at Zhou Sisi diagonally, "Yes, it's called this name."

"Sisi also knows?" Xu Xuelin's manner of teaching her miserable son was put away for the most part.

Zhou Sisi temporarily put down his chopsticks, "I have heard of it."

She remembers that the so-called "electronic jump shorthand" was proposed by an educational institution. During her second and third years of high school, she was very popular, and many parents lined up to sign up for their children. This class was later identified as a scam by related experts.

"Electronic transition is a noun in chemistry, and it shouldn't have much to do with memory." Zhou Sisi said euphemistically.

"Have you heard?" Lu Xi sat upright, "That organization is nonsense."

Xu Xuelin pressed her cell phone, "Don't make a noise, I'll check Huiquantong's official website."

On the blue and white webpage, the huge "electronic transition shorthand" seven characters kept flicking. Xu Xuelin, who has received higher education, directly crossed it in disgust.

"Believe it now?" Lu Xi used to look at Ms. Xu Xuelin's face, "I'll go back to my house and sleep."

"What to sleep for? Do homework! Read a book!"

"I immediately retired this shorthand class and found a cram school for you. Last time Yang Zhang and his mother said that which class was good."

Lu Xi's eyebrows suddenly drooped, "Mom, there is no need..."

"Nothing is necessary, you don't want to go to high school?"

"I'm not going to miss high school."

"Is there a high school, you want to go to a terribly bad high school?" Xu Xuelin blasted, "Can't you be a little bit pursued? Look at Yang Zhang, look at Sisi, ah? You can't try to get into the third middle school. ?"

Zhou Sisi blinked apricot, how did she get her in...

"Yes," Lu Xi leaned lazily on the door frame, "I work hard. If I don't pass the third high school exam, I won't be able to get it."

"Which one did you do? Make up lessons, English physical chemistry, I must make up lessons!"

"Make up so much." Lu Xi scratched his hair depressed, "Two doors are enough. Find me the one close to home."

Xu Xuelin sneered, "What about bargaining, do you think you have a choice? It's not easy to find a place to make up classes now."

"Aunt…"

"Huh? Let you see a joke, Sisi, eat more noodles."

"Auntie," Zhou Sisi plucked up the courage, "how about I help Lu Xi make up lessons."

Xu Xuelin was surprised at first, then hesitated, "This..."

Sisi is two years higher than Lu Xi, and his grades are very good. It must be no problem to supplement the knowledge of junior high school. But-

"Auntie is afraid of delaying your time."

Zhou Sisi's Limao sank slightly to her lips, appearing well-behaved and quiet, "It's okay, there will be no delay."

"If you have time that weekend, would you help Lu Xi make up an hour of English?"

“If I don’t take monthly holidays, I’ll be fine every Saturday afternoon and Sunday. If I take a monthly holiday, one more Saturday morning.” Zhou Sisi paused for a while, organizing the language, “If the aunt believes me, English, physics and I can teach Lu Xi all about chemistry."

"No, no, this is bothering you. It's okay to make up your English. Lu Xi-thank you Sister Sisi quickly?"

"..." In just a few minutes, Lu Xi was clearly arranged, "Thank you Sister Sisi."

Zhou Sisi whispered, "No thanks."

"I'm going to find the key, think about it slowly."

Xu Xuelin is the landlord of 303 where Zhou Sisi and Chen Cui's mother and daughter live. 303 has never changed the door lock, so Xu Xuelin has the key to open it.

After breakfast, Zhou Sisi consciously cleaned up the dining table, originally planning to wash the dishes, but Xu Xuelin stopped it.

Zhou Sisi, however, seeing that it was too early, "I'll go see Lu Xi."

"Go." Xu Xuelin said, "Auntie should go to work."

"If he is not serious, you just take away his mobile phone."

Zhou Sisi smiled.

The door of Lu Xi's room was open.

He sat crookedly at the desk, his left leg propped up against the edge of the table, his hand holding the phone.

Zhou Sisi knocked on the door twice and stood still.

Lu Xi did not respond. Playing games very seriously.

"I'm going in."

Zhou Sisi moved a chair to the desk, "Stop playing."

"Hmm." Lu Xi put down the phone and stretched.

Zhou Sisi glanced around the desktop, "What about English textbooks?"

The sun at the end of March came in through the window, dyeing her contours, caressing her moist eyes and pink lips.

Lu Xi raised her chin lazily, "In her bag."

"Take it out." Zhou Sisi's voice is always soft and gentle.

Lu Xi didn't move, "Get what you want."

Zhou Sisi shifted his eyes, his eyes fell on his face.

What emerges in a trance is the memory of the carved bones:

After she died, she turned into a wandering soul and saw Lu Xi hurriedly running in another city.

He hugged her body tightly, tears in his eyes, and screamed hoarsely with his broken voice to keep others away.

Zhou Sisi held back his tears while remembering.

After she carried a huge debt, he was also the "good-hearted person" who paid back a lot of money for her anonymously.

In her gloomy and cold world, there was someone who silently provided warmth.

Why is he so good to her?

"Hey?"

Lu Xi couldn't support his legs, "What are you doing?" Why staring at him.

Although he often receives the attention of girls, he has never encountered such a direct one for so long. And her eyes seemed a little red.

Zhou Sisi pursed her lips, unable to say anything about her last life, unable to say her gratitude.

"..." Lu Xi pulled out the English textbook from her bag and put it on the table, "Here." A little uncomfortable.

Zhou Sisi picked up the textbook and turned it over from the beginning.

There was a name on the title page, occasionally one or two lines of notes, and a lot of abstract graffiti.

The characters are strong and upright, much better than hers.

"Which part of yourself do you think is weaker?" Zhou Sisi first understood his situation.

Lu Xi leaned back in the chair, "I don't know."

"Then, how many points can you test in English?"

"Seven or eighty."

The Huali City Senior High School Entrance Examination English scores a perfect score of 122, and 70 or 80 is near the passing line.

"How many points can you test in the language knowledge part of the class?"

"I haven't studied it."

Zhou Sisi's tone remained unchanged, "Can you show me your English test paper?"

"There's a copy in the bag." Lu Xi still feels unhappy. He repels wasting his weekend make-up classes.

I really don't understand why this young lady from the neighbor asked him to make up lessons.

He looks good and kind, how can he be so cheating?

-Lu Xi, who is poor in vocabulary, can only use "kindness" to describe the feeling that Zhou Sisi's looks give him.

Zhou Sisi found the crumpled English test paper in the backpack, smoothed it, and browsed and analyzed it.

The most lost points are in terms of vocabulary, and the grammatical basis seems to be good.

Of course, the sample size is too small, and the results are not entirely accurate.

"Is there any English papers?" One of the characteristics of Zhou Sisi's work is meticulous.

Lu Xi was impatient, "On the shelf."

From head to toe, the six words "my master won't look for" are written.

The log bookshelf occupies half of the wall, and there is a lot of storage space. It can be seen that Lu Xi's parents expect him to study and study hard.

The owner of the bookshelf is obviously not appreciative. The middle position is filled with airplane models, game peripherals and sports accessories. Books are truly "shelved".

Zhou Sisi looked up and searched. The English textbooks were on the third level from the top, and there was a stack of papers in the same frame.

She tried to reach her hand, and she was a little too far away, tiptoe, and a little too close.

This dwarf...

Lu Xi was worried that she would bump into his model and other babies, frowning and "tsk", strode over to help her get it.

Without knowing it, Zhou Sisi, with his back facing the desk, put down his a little sore hand, and turned to look for a stool to step on.

"Hold…"

Lu Xi abruptly retracted his hand halfway up, and moved to the side.

Just now... his hand accidentally touched her...

It feels a bit...

Strictly speaking, Lu Xi, who is an innocent boy, flushed the whole face.