The School Grass Is Too Overbearing, How to Break It

114.Chapter 114

114. Ji Wenfeng: Lu Rong, you will be quenched and reborn!

Ji Wenfeng and Lu Rong experienced great ups and downs and began to make up their English seriously.

After all, Ji Wenfeng is half an American and has special ideas for English teaching.

Ji Wenfeng (English): "From now on, only English is allowed in this room."

Lu Rong: "Can't you speak a word of Chinese?"

Ji Wenfeng took a deep look at him, took out a water gun from his schoolbag, and slapped him——

Lu Rong: "Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Lu Rong: "Ji Wenfeng! Why is this water so ice!"

Ji Wenfeng (English): "I took the magazine to the refrigerator and froze it, and added ice cubes for whiskey in it-you speak Chinese again." With English book in one hand, water gun in the other, noodles Continue to babble him expressionlessly--

Lu Rong covered his face and ran around the room: "no! no! stop! please!"

Ji Wenfeng put up the water gun, and dashed out the cold mist from the muzzle, inserted it into the waist of his pants, and then opened the English textbook (English): "How to spell abandon."

Lu Rong, drenched all over, squatted on the sofa with his head in his arms, panting, saying one word at a time: "a-b-o..."

Ji Wenfeng drew his gun and fired. Every time he shot, he felt cold and exhaled a word: "It's a-b-a-n-d-o-n. Remember?"

Lu Rong: "Ah, ah, ah, remember! Remember!"

Ji Wenfeng's face was cold (English): "Who allowed you to speak Chinese!"

呲呲呲呲-

Lu Rong: "sorry! sorry! stop!"

Ji Wenfeng (English): "How to spell abandon! Quick!"

Lu Rong: "a-b-a-n...n..."

Ji Wenfeng raised the muzzle and pulled the trigger in a gesture.

Lu Rong hugged his head: "Nonono...d-o-n! a-b-a-n-d-o-nabandon ooh!"

Ji Wenfeng clicked his lips, took another bullet from the refrigerator and replaced it ruthlessly.

Ji Wenfeng raised his eyes (English): "Lu Rong, you will be quenched and reborn."

In just one night, Lu Rong memorized hundreds of words, learned three tenses, fluently mastered 18 sentence patterns, and cried away the tears of his life.

He was sitting in the bathtub, drenched in the shower, and the cold bath water patted his face indiscriminately, washing his face with water marks, Wen Feng roared: "ihateyou! youmonster!"

Ji Wenfeng stood lazily on the edge of the bathtub, snapped his textbook, and said (in English) intoxicated: "What an authentic American pronunciation. In the future, you can replace me at the new product launch of Ji's. Today is today. That’s all for teaching, and it will continue tomorrow."

Lu Rong hugged his knees pitifully, all his shirts were soaked, and his eyes were red, thinking: When he gets out of the bathtub, he must kill Ji Wenfeng!

There was a chuckle from the top of the head, and the Thousand Swords Embryo moved, and gently touched his head: "i’mproudyou."

After speaking, he left, and the gentleman closed the door.

The patter of water gradually became warm.

Lu Rong's mood calmed down a bit and took off his wet clothes angrily. The warm water gradually covered his body. He buried half of his face underwater, and words, tenses, and sentences popped up in his mind.

"Wait for the TOEFL test before killing him." Lu Rong reviewed hundreds of words, three tenses, and 18 sentence patterns tonight, thinking coldly in the heat.

And after a while, I couldn't help but let out a comfortable grunt~

When Fang Qing returned to the basement game room, she mentioned to Ji Tong what she saw in Lu Rong's room: "Xiao Feng is trying to teach Rong Rong English, but they always fight over this matter."

Ji Tong: "...This is a very fraternal thing, why did it turn into violent behavior?"

Fang Qing: "It sounds like you haven't beaten the teacher."

Ji Tong: "Of course I never beat the teacher!"

After thinking and thinking about this, he told Secretary Bai to find a tutor for Lu Rong. Although he didn't say anything, he couldn't stop thinking: Rongrong's quality is almost as bad as Fang Qing's.

"Don't be so troublesome." Fang Qing listened to him on the call and pushed the "wicked people" on the WeChat list to Jitong, "This is my friend, and they will do education and training."

She has forgotten when she added this number, and she has also forgotten who he is, but the WeChat who added her is her friend, and Fang Qing is such a free and easy son and daughter of the rivers and lakes.

"You friend, you don't look like a good person." Ji Tong stared at his head and said in black letters on a white background.

"But they are very strong. Look at this, this is the customer's academic performance tracking table, which is advancing by leaps and bounds." Fang Qing called out the fancy promotional image made by all the wicked WeChat Moments.

Jitong took a closer look with his eyes and read the magical slogan on the promotional map: "Royal Supreme VIP Exclusive Business...Private file creation, focus tracking, care about your academic performance more than your head teacher...looks good. "

Fang Qing: "It's still very cheap, as long as 5999."

Ji Tong couldn't make up his mind: "If I hire a cheap tutor for Rongrong, would I look like a stepfather?"

Fang Qing knows her son too well: "You can't find him too expensive, or he will sell his tutor tomorrow. He will not let go of anything that has a premium, you can only find him with the best price-performance ratio. "

Ji Tong: "..."

Fang Qing: "And I never found him a tutor. When you think of asking a tutor to supplement English, you are already a competent father."

Ji Tong: "Okay."

Jitong added Li Nanbian: Royal Supreme VIP exclusive business, give me a copy.

Li Nanbian asked Lu Rong for instructions: "Boss, someone has come to call for the exclusive VIP service of Royal Supreme."

Lu Rong buried in the bathtub: "Not for sale."

Li Nanbian: "But Lao Liang quite wants to make this order."

Lu Rong: "Lao Liang is going to participate in the National Olympiad next month."

Li Nan put down his mobile phone and shook his head at Liang Wendao beside him: "The boss disagrees, for fear of affecting your study."

Liang Wendao knocked on the table fiercely.

Li Nanbian: "Forget it, listen to the boss."

Liang Wendao held the tabletop, his eyes solemn, almost imploring: "Brother, I really need this money."

Li Nanbian has never seen Liang Wendao look like this: "What's wrong?"

Liang Wen said it was difficult to tell.

Li Nanbian pressed his shoulders: "If you have any difficulties, please tell me, don't hold it in your heart alone, my brother will always support you."

The entanglement of desire and struggle appeared on Liang Wendao's face. After a long time of entanglement, he confessed to Li Nanbian: "I want to buy the pair of aj Fujiwara Hiroshi that the boss sent in the group." Lu Rong gave them the scandal from Hong Kong. Live.

Li Nanbian: "Fuck!"

Liang Wen said: "Think about it, I am wearing a lightning bolt to win the National Olympic Mathematical Championship trophy, is it a thieves have a line of face, brother, are you proud of you?"

Li Nanbian: "I have a fart with You Rong. I am neither an Olympiad champion nor a lightning bolt."

Having said that, Li Nanbian still pushed Liang Wendao to Jitong.

"You haven't done this order, I don't know anything." Li Nan mentioned him.

Liang Wendao was taken aback, which meant that all income went to him.

He severely circled Li Nan's neck and touched his head vigorously.

Looking back, Liang Wendao contacted Jitong: "Hello, I am your private custom tutor."

Ji Tong: "Okay, come and teach English tonight."

Liang Wendao originally didn't provide home service, but he took foreign orders privately, so he didn't pay much attention to it. Ji Tong sent him the address, and he immediately rushed to Rongshan Manor.

Lu Rong came out wearing a bathrobe after taking a shower, and found that Ji Wenfeng was still in his bed.

"Go away." Lu Rong said concisely.

"Never pay for the tuition?" Ji Wenfeng patted the position around him ambiguously.

"Do you still want tuition? I haven't asked you for medical expenses!" Lu Rong's expression was pale. Ji Wenfeng stubbornly sipped him with ice water all night, and he was about to catch a cold.

Ji Wenfeng sat up and pulled Lu Rong into his arms. Lu Rong struggled, Ji Wenfeng twisted him with his long legs: "Don't move." As he put a cup of steaming **** tea into his hand, he picked up the large towel on the side and rubbed his hair.

After rubbing it until it was half dry, I brought a hair dryer to help him dry it thoroughly.

"I definitely won't get sick." Ji Wenfeng opened the thick quilt, wrapped Lu Ronglian with the quilt, and fell all over the bed, "I will sleep with you at night~"

Lu Rong: "Go away."

Ji Wenfeng has developed the skills to shield Lu Rong from spitting lotus flowers. The little slave can hardly hear the curse. He leaned his head on his side and pushed him: "Talk to you."

Lu Rong: "..." It's strange that Ji Wenfeng would discuss things with him.

Ji Wenfeng: "I'm going to run for the president of the student council. Last time you didn't say that you wanted a position that can be seen in broad daylight. I thought about it for a while. Come join me in the student council."

Lu Rong: "First of all, I didn't want to be awarded. Second, I don't want to enter the student union."

Ji Wenfeng's slender eyes narrowed: "Who are you talking to?"

Lu Rong: "..."

Ji Wenfeng: "As a small slave, can you stand up to the gold master like this?"

Draw a gun!

Lu Rong: "Ah ah ah ah ah!" He hurriedly covered his face with his hands.

Ji Wenfeng smiled badly, and her **** lips kissed the muzzle: "This is just a teaching tool. I won't abuse it, don't worry~" He pointed the muzzle at Lu Rong's face suddenly.

Lu Rong, who was peeking between his fingers, hurriedly hid and buried his face in the pile of pillows.

Ji Wenfeng approached him and traced the outline of his neck with the muzzle: "Little slave, please open the door. Will the students come?"

Lu Rong: "Come on!"

Ji Wenfeng smiled harmlessly, "That's good."

Lu Rong was crying out in his heart: Where did Ji Wenfeng learn the showmanship? Every day, ghosts and animals are getting better! Gan, you are still a growing hero!

Lu Rong didn't dare to follow Ji Wenfeng, who was holding a water gun, with his bare hands, but he didn't want to go to the student union. He turned his eyes and had a countermeasure: "I can go to campaign, but I may not choose the one."

Ji Wenfeng gently shook his hand: "Don't worry, I know you can't make it."

Lu Rong: "..."

Ji Wenfeng: "So I was prepared. I proposed to Teacher Zhu Renliang to set up a new position called "Student President's Little Secretary", which will be designated by the student president himself. You are ready to prepare, and you will start work at a later date."

Lu Rong: Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!

Ji Wenfeng used the banknote ability again! Not only did he bribe the election, he also created a job out of thin air and appointed him internally!

Is it true that Lu Rong, the South-City school tyrant, really wants to walk on the campus under the title of "Student Union President's Little Secretary", which is almost avi.

No way!

First he was the little slave of the gold master, and now he became the little secretary of the student council president! It was spread out that Lu Rong had become someone!

Ji Wenfeng hooked his tail finger: "Are you happy?"

Lu Rong's face was shy: "Happy."

But in my heart coldly calculated: Either this post will be abolished, or Ji Wenfeng will be abolished!