Chapter Twenty

  Scholarships are ranked by the transcript at the end of each semester. Chen Huasheng had a public course that was not taken seriously, did not review carefully for the exam, and as a result, the final grade was not good, dragging down the total score. In the end, it was barely a third-class scholarship.

  It's only one-fifth of the half-year tuition fee, but it's better than nothing. I hope to do better next semester and strive for a second-class award, which is one-third of the half-year tuition fee. Most importantly, the scholarship certificate is also a small capital at graduation.

  Chen Huasheng returned home and the first thing he did was to review the grades of those students from last summer vacation.

  Most of these dolls have improved their overall ranking, and at least some have not improved their English scores. So this winter vacation still has income - she now only teaches English, and it's that kind of Spartan-style cruel teaching.

  "Copy. Copy until the next exam and you absolutely won't forget." She flung out a stack of notes and a very thick loose-leaf binder. Look, this is the benefit of practicing writing, the photocopy of the note paper can be used directly as a tracing template! "Don't need to copy too much, go home and copy it, within twenty days, copy this verb conjugation book three times, I'll call your mom later and have her supervise you. No copying allowed in class! If you encounter words you don't know, first copy them for me!"

  A 7th-grade boy, at this age, didn't want to run into Chen Huai-cheng, a tutor who can't be reasoned with. First, he was beaten until his body was covered in bruises, then he had to do homework until 9 pm every night, and even on New Year's Eve, he couldn't have a peaceful night. Oh, this kid is new, including physics, all subjects are taught!

  The old boss's son, a high school sophomore, insisted on coming to "listen in" and was happily rolling around beside me. "Haha, brother, let me tell you, this dinosaur sister teacher is ruthless. Just look at how I got beaten up after taking an international class."

  "Your tenses are wrong so many times, what's there to be proud of? Such a stupid mistake, and you lost four points! Do you know what four points mean? From a top university to a second-rate one!"

  ... The laughter was immediately stifled.

  A first-year high school student was bullied by his older sister and a senior from the international class, making him so afraid that he didn't even dare to breathe loudly. He really wanted to laugh but was afraid of getting beaten up, so he could only hold it in.

  "I don't have a ready-made note for this, but I've collected many example sentences. Copy them down, twice."

  A junior high school student originally wanted to protest why he only copied two pages, but when he saw a thicker stack of paper, his heart suddenly became extremely balanced.

  "It's much easier to copy than to glance through carelessly. If you don't want to copy, then do a set of mock questions for me every two days. If the tenses are still wrong, double it and copy four times!"

  “……”

  High school sophomores are disappointed, junior high school students are delighted.

  "Continue reciting."

  Each person has a dictionary in front of them, one for students and the other is Oxford. This half hour is beautiful prose recitation, unknown words are looked up on the spot and then read aloud. Originally, the high school student was just listening in, but to show off, he came forward to read, and as expected, Chen Huasheng found him completely useless, so in the end it was two students teaching together, one getting scolded and the other laughing foolishly. And the middle school student and his parents still thought it was worth it - yeah, the tutoring fee was paid by him alone.

  "Alright, go back. In addition to copying, read this article for half an hour. Not that kind of stupid reading in class, got it?!"

  "I know."

  "Got it." But after finishing all these, I won't be able to sleep until 9:30 tonight. However, the little guy didn't think of slacking off because Chen Huai's teaching method was really different, and his way of scolding people was also varied, often making one feel ashamed to even lift their head.

  "By the way, Chen Huai-sheng, are there many beautiful women in F?"

  "What is considered a beauty?"

  "…Well, anyway, I'm saying there aren't many girls prettier than you?"

  "There's no normal college that can compare with a nursing school. Why don't you go become a nurse? The surroundings are beautiful!"

  "Hahaha——" The middle school boy laughed and fell onto the floor.

  It turns out that the old lady's inner Lolita has great fighting power.

  However, in order to show gratitude for Chen Huisheng's friendly guest appearance, the mother of the arrogant son from a wealthy family presents him with a large pile of carefully selected gifts.

  Athleisure wear, because Chen Huai-sheng had once praised this brand to his mother, so it became a must-have for the door-to-door hand. And then there's a large bottle of 100ml Elizabeth Arden green tea fragrance, a beginner-level fragrance for young girls, with a lower concentration than perfume, refreshing and elegant, suitable for any occasion and age group, and the price is also cheap, uh, no, it's very cheap for her in her previous life...

  This winter break's income can't compare with last summer's, but adding the scholarship, it's enough to cover five months.

  Chen Huaizhen calculated the income and expenses, and still ran to Xinhua Bookstore and Foreign Language Bookstore to buy books. There were few professional law books, but a book on legal English made her eyes light up, although the price was a bit expensive, she still bought it immediately after flipping through it.

  There is a message on the pager.

  Pang Hua made an appointment at a coffee shop to discuss something.

  This is the original message, which left people somewhat bewildered, but Chen Haosheng still went to that Taiwanese-style coffee shop. However, he didn't tell his parents that he was going for a cup of coffee.

  Sofa, table, curtains, partition, neither luxurious nor shabby. Moreover, it is still a private room with minimum consumption set.

  It's been many years since I last came to a place like this... probably over ten years...

  As soon as he saw the person who invited him out, Chen Huan's eyebrows furrowed slightly. What was wrong with his face? It had hardly improved at all.

  "Do you have a way to break through the white head?" She started with this sentence.

  "...so I applied some ointment."

  "Where is the pimple sticker I specified?"

  "......Uh......I've used it a few times."

  "You need to do it three to five times a day, so you can't even persist for three days?" Chen Huan was almost crying with laughter. There are actually people who pamper themselves like this! Every day when I look in the mirror, seeing those red and white things, don't they make me feel sick?

  "…It's too much trouble!" Pang Hua was somewhat annoyed. "Hey, have you ordered?"

  Chen Haotian didn't even bother to look at the menu and called over a waiter: "A cup of Blue Mountain."

  Pang Hua looked at her and said directly, "Two people, a pot of Blue Mountain coffee, and a fruit platter."

  "Okay, a pot of Blue Mountain coffee. Is the fruit platter medium or large?"

  "Medium rare." Chen Xuan said with a smile.

  "Okay, please wait."

  After the waiter left, Pang Hua was entangled for half a day and still had to obediently take the scolding.

  "Got the glue? Bring it? Take everything out of your bag."

  "This woman is really infuriating! However, sigh, when I look in the mirror, I even find myself extremely disgusting! But it's too much trouble to collect them..."

  Pang Hua looked at her with some trepidation as she went to wash her hands, then began to wipe and inspect the needle, check the ointment or essential oil, cotton balls, cotton swabs... The long stainless steel needle shone with a silver light, making one involuntarily think of the long "equipment list" she had written on her second piece of paper, which also specified what could be stored in a home first aid kit - so he brought the whole thing over.

  Alright, he'd rather die than go to that beauty salon the woman had mentioned, to find "auntie sisters" to fix his face! So be it, he's already lost face anyway, and in front of Chen Huacheng, he didn't have any image to begin with...