But when he asked Su Qianqian to stand up, he suddenly realized that Su Qianqian was a descendant of the Xu family. The city's economic lifeline was now in Su Qianqian's hands. Although she was still a child, the power behind her was not to be underestimated. How could he dare to offend such a powerful figure?
But if we wake people up, wouldn't it be very embarrassing if we didn't reprimand one of them?
"Su Qianqian, sit down. Jiang Cuo, stand up..."
Su Qianqian listened obediently to her English teacher's words, stood up and sat down.
It hunched its neck like a little chick.
After all, no matter how old you are, the feeling of being controlled by an English teacher is just as terrifying.
However, when the middle-aged English teacher saw Jiang Cuo stand up expressionlessly, his tall figure standing out so conspicuously, he instantly regretted it.
She can't afford to offend either of these two.
So the middle-aged English teacher could only stiffly maintain his authority, tidy up his lesson plans on his desk, look at Jiang Cuo, and then speak.
"Jiang Cuo, sit down and study. As the class monitor, you should set an example. You are also the academic representative, so you should not only take care of your own grades but also do your best to help other classmates. Okay, this class is for self-study. Everyone, please do the English test paper that was just handed out. After you finish, the class representative should collect them and hand them to me. Those who fail will have to copy the test paper five times."
After speaking, the middle-aged English teacher maintained her expression, tidied up the lesson plan on the table, and walked out of the classroom in her high heels.
She couldn't afford to offend either of them, so she left.
Su Qianqian: "..."
Is this what happiness is for the rich?
After Jiang Cuo sat down, everyone prepared to study on their own, while Su Qianqian silently turned her body around, presenting half of the back of her head to Jiang Cuo.
Su Qianqian was in the wrong, but she was also very assertive.
As long as she's not embarrassed, it's Jiang Cuo who's embarrassed.
Su Lian, standing behind Su Qianqian, also noticed the subtle relationship between the two.
That face, which usually looked innocent, appeared even more helpless. Her eyes were lowered, her head was bowed, but a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
For the next few days, Su Qianqian avoided Jiang Cuo.
Only when the Waste System prompts that she must have close contact with Jiang Cuo to gain integration with the system world will Su Qianqian pretend to be casual and quickly make some physical contact with Jiang Cuo.
Because it's the simplest and quickest way.
Then maintain a minimum blending rate of 0.1% per day.
The reason why Su Qianqian lowered her guard slightly was that Jiang Cuo had not increased his dislike for her recently.
In other words, Jiang Cuo has genuinely and gradually accepted her as a potential good friend.
The feeling of being treated like a lackey that night had served as a wake-up call for Su Qianqian. She couldn't be so subservient. Even if it was for the sake of the system's mission, she hadn't done anything bad to Jiang Cuo. She had no guilt, so why should she put the two of them in an unequal position?
However, Jiang Cuo also noticed Su Qianqian's subtle little actions.
Just as Jiang Cuo tried to grab Su Qianqian's mischievous hand, Su Qianqian's hand would slip away like a slippery little fish, leaving Jiang Cuo no opening whatsoever.
Jiang Cuo frowned, and even during class, he was somewhat distracted.
It was as if they were anticipating Su Qianqian's next move, and mentally preparing themselves to catch her.
However, the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment. If you spend the whole day waiting for something to happen, but it never happens, the emptiness in your heart will be magnified infinitely.
It's unclear whether it's because he's been waiting and hasn't gotten it yet, but it's made Jiang Cuo even more obsessed with it, as if he wouldn't be satisfied until he gets it.
Today is Thursday, and for the past few days, Jiang Cuo hasn't had a chance to play. Today, just like the previous days, he had to wait until school was over.
Su Qianqian immediately slung her backpack over her shoulder, rushed out the door, got into the luxury car, and went home right away.
Jiang Cuo had no choice but to walk to his school gate and take out his little electric scooter.
After returning to Su Qianqian's villa, Jiang Cuo took the little one from Su Qianqian's servant as usual. Looking at the little one's lively and energetic appearance, Jiang Cuo felt a sense of loss.
Although she couldn't understand why she was so disappointed, she liked Little Dot, which had nothing to do with Su Qianqian. When Su Qianqian used to be a wicked and annoying person, didn't she also like Little Dot?
Just then, Jiang Cuo's phone suddenly beeped with a message notification.
It was a message sent to her by Fang Jingjing.
Jiang Cuo frowned slightly.
Fang Jingjing has been sending her all sorts of meaningless messages lately. Although she and Fang Jingjing used to be neighbors, they rarely contacted each other after they went to different high schools. Occasionally, Fang Jingjing would send her some gossip and ask how her studies were going. But why has Fang Jingjing been contacting her so frequently lately?
Looking at the large tree not far away with its leaves falling slightly, Jiang Cuo suddenly remembered that in the last semester of senior year, the school would recruit the top students from other high schools to enter the school to prepare for the college entrance examination.
Every time Fang Jingjing contacted him, Jiang Cuo would only reply with a few polite words and would not inquire further about Fang Jingjing's studies.
She doesn't like getting too close to others and isn't interested in other people's privacy.
Jiang Cuo felt somewhat annoyed by Fang Jingjing's repeated probing.
Jiang Cuo wasn't stupid; she could tell whether someone was genuinely concerned or just trying to pry into her privacy.
Jiang Cuo opened his phone with a slightly displeased expression and even a hint of impatience.
There was no other way. Fang Jingjing's parents still had some contact with her maternal grandparents. If they didn't show them any consideration, Fang Jingjing, who inherited her parents' gossipy nature, would probably say something else to her maternal grandparents.
It's still troublesome to explain.
Jiang Cuo opened her phone and saw that what Fang Jingjing had shared with her was nothing more than a boring piece of gossip.
Jiang Cuo didn't pay much attention to these things, so he didn't recognize who the people in the picture were.
However, a couple of words struck her, making her heart skip a beat.
The story is roughly about a woman who plays with her best friend's feelings, even though she has a girlfriend, she still maintains an ambiguous relationship with her best friend.
He was photographed by his girlfriend in an intimate photo with his best friend, but he just jokingly explained that they were just biting each other's lips and that they were still good friends. What's wrong with being friends?
Jiang Cuo suddenly tightened his grip on the phone, his thin lips instantly pursing.
A chill emanated from its body, causing the furry little creatures to raise their heads.
Little one: "Woof woof woof woof~"
The little Samoyed is very intelligent. When she sensed that Jiang Cuo was in a bad mood, she quietly walked to Jiang Cuo's side and used her big little paws to pull at Jiang Cuo's trouser leg. When she saw that Jiang Cuo still didn't move, she nudged Jiang Cuo's leg with her fluffy head.
It didn't know why its mother was angry, nor did it know why, after seeing it for several days, its mother would only give it a perfunctory hug and not play with it. The puppy could only feel that it was not good enough and had done something wrong.
However, after seeing those few words, Jiang Cuo, unusually, patiently read through that boring gossip, then calmly turned off his phone without replying to Fang Jingjing.
After putting the phone in his pocket, he rubbed his index finger with the pad of his thumb and then gave a soft, cold laugh.
Su Qianqian's phone suddenly received a message.
Su Qianqian lay face down on the soft bed, her face against the pillow. She only turned over when she heard her phone's notification sound, like a salted fish flipping over.
When she opened her phone to check her messages, and saw that the flashing profile picture was Jiang Cuo, her hair instantly stood on end, as if she had a special sense of it and she instantly became alert.
They came to ask if they needed tutoring.
After all, the monthly exam is only a week away.
Su Qianqian instantly sprang to her feet. She had almost forgotten that she had been so preoccupied with feeling guilty these past few days that she had completely forgotten about Jiang Cuo's promise to tutor her.
Su Qianqian opened the virtual system in her mind, opened the page, and found that the integration with the system world had not increased today.
This system page is really boring; there are no other prompts or suggestions.
Then, Su Qianqian saw the plot mission that hadn't been announced yet in a corner.
She is required to rank in the top ten of the school in the next monthly exam.
Goodness, the font was so small she couldn't even see it without looking closely.
It turns out that the system would notify users in advance on the system page before each task was released.
[Waste System: This isn't a piece of trash. Do you know the host is upset? So it's lowering its presence. The host can imagine whatever style they like in their mind. The little system will sense the dizziness and redirect you to the system page.]
Yes, host. So, this little rascal is never the kind of heartless system. You can also set up an advance notification feature for tasks. Generally, the maximum advance notification time is 72 hours.
Su Qianqian didn't have time to think about all that.
If I refuse Jiang Cuo's tutoring today, and I do too well on the monthly exam in seven days, it will definitely cause gossip.
So she had no choice but to bite the bullet and ask Jiang Cuo to tutor her.
After all, you're asking someone for a favor, so it's definitely right to be humble; that's not being a sycophant.
But once Jiang Cuo is mentioned, the events of that day come vividly to mind, and a familiar feeling returns to his lips.
Su Qianqian felt that she definitely couldn't share a room with Jiang Cuo.
So when Jiang Cuo suppressed her thoughts and went directly to Su Qianqian's bedroom, she saw Su Qianqian looking at her with eyes full of thirst for knowledge as Su Lian sat to the side and saw her.
Jiang Cuo's expression didn't change much. He placed his textbook in front of Su Lian and stood there motionless, staring at Su Lian with a very clear meaning in his eyes.
Su Lian glanced at Su Qianqian's expression and saw that Su Qianqian had her head down, seemingly trying to avoid the situation.
Su Lian could only get up with a sigh and sit on another stool, leaving the middle seat for Jiang Cuo.
Su Qianqian thought Jiang Cuo would make sarcastic remarks or come to settle scores with her, but the tutoring process went smoothly.
Jiang Cuo is indeed very talented at guiding people; what she says is always easy to understand and captivating.
She captivated everyone's attention with what she was saying.
Su Qianqian was completely captivated and almost forgot about the awkward situation until Jiang Cuo suddenly got up to go to the bathroom halfway through his speech, leaving his phone on the desk. Su Qianqian wasn't usually interested in other people's privacy, but with just a quick glance, she saw the latest entertainment gossip on Jiang Cuo's phone, with two lines of large text that Jiang Cuo had enlarged, whether intentionally or unintentionally, making them easily visible to Su Qianqian.
[We just had a little tiff, how can we not be friends?]
Su Qianqian almost spat out the milk she had just drunk.
However, when Jiang Cuo returned, Su Qianqian quickly drank her milk, pretending not to have seen the message on Jiang Cuo's phone. She put on a harmless expression, sat up straight, and waited for Jiang Cuo to start the lesson.
However, when Jiang Cuo returned, he had transformed into a middle-aged English teacher. After explaining each question, he would stare at Su Qianqian's face and ask, "Did you understand this question, Su? Do you have any questions? Do you have any other reflections?"
Su Qianqian remained in that expression and posture, motionless, until Jiang Cuo finished his lecture and asked her a question, at which point she nodded.
When Jiang Cuo was about to be moved back to the first floor, Su Qianqian followed with a sincere expression.
"Jiang, there are still some parts I don't understand today. The monthly exam is in seven days. Otherwise... if you're not too busy lately, could you tutor me every night?"
I know the monthly exams are coming up soon, and Jiang needs to study too. I can give Jiang double the payment, and Jiang can choose the class time. If Jiang doesn't want to waste a lot of time on tutoring me in the evenings, school breaks are also fine.”
Upon hearing Su Qianqian's voice, Jiang Cuo stopped in his tracks and turned around.
The streetlights at the villa entrance only illuminated Su Qianqian's area, while Jiang Cuo stood in the darkness, making it impossible to see her expression.
There seems to be a merciless rift between the two people. The black and white, light and shadow, appear to be connected to the naked eye, but only upon closer inspection can one discover that there are two infinitely parallel lines in the middle of that rift, which will never truly intersect.