Wenqiao put down his mobile phone and scratched his forehead: "how about I go to tutor Shen Yan? In exchange for Shen Zhong
Su Ce: "do you think it's feasible?"
Wenjo: "dead horse should be a live horse doctor. That's the only way."
"Can you discipline that little villain?"
Wenqiao shrugged: "I'm quite experienced with bear children. There are quite a lot of bear children who have been taught by me."
Su Ce: "I contact him."
Su CE immediately called Shen Zhong. When he heard that Wen Qiao was going to be a tutor for Shen Yan, he couldn't help but murmured, "Miss Wen, don't you take it for granted? As far as I know, she is an art school student. Will she teach my son to play the pipa? "
Su CE was not very happy when he heard this: "Mr. Shen, do you despise the art school? In exchange for this, if wenjo can teach your son well, then you can agree to our previous request, OK? "
After all, he invited countless tutors to his son, and all of them were angry and left by his son. With such a son, he still had to find a way to solve the problem.
"Well, if Miss Wen can really teach my son well, I can ask Ning'er to donate blood to her."
Su CE was relieved and hung up the phone, "Shen Zhong promised. It's just your summer vacation. Take advantage of this period of time, strive to discipline and cure that little villain."
Wen Qiao made a little preparation. Shen Yan is nine years old and is in grade three. Her major courses are Chinese, mathematics and English. She bought a set of teaching materials, which she probably finished in one day and understood it clearly.
But she knew that Shen Yan's problems were mainly in his personality, not in his studies.
The next day, she carried a few books, and Su CE and No. 3 went to the Shen family.
The Shen family was still in that dead atmosphere. Wenqiao didn't like this atmosphere, but for his own life, there was no way.
Shen Zhong didn't show up, but Uncle Chen still received them: "Miss Wen, the young master is waiting for you in the inner room on the second floor."
Su CE and No. 3 accompany her upstairs. After all, the little bunny has antisocial personality. Who knows what extreme things he will do.
The light on the second floor was even dimmer. The corridor was covered with brown and gray checkered carpet. Walking on it, the feeling was very soft. The doors around were closed. Susze was in the front, and wenjo was in the middle, and behind Hall three.
There is a window at the end of the corridor. Go along the light source and stop at the door of the last room.
Su CE knocked on the door, but there was no sound inside.
He reached for the door handle and swung it gently.
With a whoosh, something flew out of it. Wenqiao's eyes were swift and her hands were swift. She raised her hand and grabbed a dart. If she didn't hold it, the dart would be nailed into Su CE's forehead.
This child is really a devil.
Shen Yan, the little devil, sat on the carpet of the room and looked at them innocently: "what are you doing?"
Wenqiao threw it hard, and the dart was nailed to the bed post behind Shen Yan, only one centimeter away from his head.
Shen Yan was so scared that his face turned white. Then he jumped up angrily and ran to Wenqiao. He shook his fist and tried to hit her. Wenqiao grabbed his hand: "it's not rude to come here. If you dare to hurt people like this again, I'll give it back to you in the same way. I'm not the tutor you used to be. Do you hear me?"