Chapter 15: : Too high hand

The head teacher and Tang Hongjun praised each other a few words, feeling that

this person was warm and thoughtful and caring for Xia Ye, and couldn't help

but say a few more words.

Xia Ye quickly said, "Teacher, Uncle Tang is busy."

Tang Hongjun said enthusiastically: "I'm okay, children's affairs are the most

important thing!"

The head teacher smiled and nodded, feeling more fond of this big

intellectual: "Yes, yes, that's what I said, this child is thin-skinned, I am

embarrassed to mention it, but isn't it the most critical time? Alas, your

family There are children too? You know what happened in school. There are too

many monks and less porridge, and we can’t make up lessons for them one by

one. After all, there are so many children in the class!"

Tang Hongjun obviously didn't know, but he nodded, "That's it, it's not easy

in any industry or industry now."

The head teacher became more kind, rubbing his hands and said, "What, is it

convenient for you today?"

"teacher!"

"Convenient! Come on!"

Xia Ye tried to stand in front, but he couldn't stop Tang Hongjun's

enthusiasm, and watched Tang Hongjun take the teacher to the next door. His

scalp was numb, and he couldn't remember how to make up the nonsense in front

of the head teacher at this moment. He couldn't remember the lie. He didn't

know how to make it round for a while, so he could only bite the bullet and

follow along.

The Tang family had just eaten dinner and was watching TV.

When Tang Jinyu saw someone coming in, he first saw Xia Ye, raised his small

face and shouted "Brother". Before he took his bib, he put half an orange in

it and was eating it while holding the orange petals.

Tang Hongjun hugged him and kissed him. He was not perfunctory at all because

of his young age. He carefully introduced him: "This is my son Tang Jinyu and

Xiaoyu. This is your Xia Ye brother's teacher. You have to call the teacher.

,do you know?"

"Hi teacher~" The child yelled earnestly, with curiosity in his eyes.

The head teacher didn't expect that the child in Tanggong's family was such a

small child, so he smiled and greeted him.

Chen Suling got up and took her son from her husband's arms, and said with a

smile: "You talk, I will take Xiaoyu in for fun."

Tang Hongjun makes tea to entertain him. He has a good temper and knows a lot,

so he can chat with anyone.

The head teacher talked very well in this kind of home away from home

atmosphere. No matter what he said, Tang Gong could raise him to a high level

and praise him seriously.

Xia Ye sat and listened to them carefully. The two of them were like Tai Chi.

He could understand the reason why their teacher went around in a circle. He

just wanted to ask the neighbor to make up for him, but he didn’t understand

the next door Uncle Tang. Why is it also a very high hand.

After listening for a while, Xia Ye suddenly rolled over a small ball.

There was the sound of footsteps in the hallway. I stopped by the wall of the

hallway and probed the living room. After the child's sight collided with him,

he retracted, and it took a while before a small head slowly emerged.

As if his movements slowed down, he just disappeared.

Xia Ye bent down to pick up the little ball and threw it back along the same

path.

The little skin ball Gulu rolled over to the corridor, half in the light and

half in the dark, and was quickly taken away by a small hand.

No need to look at Xia Ye, you can imagine how happily the little fool is

laughing now. He might even run with a ball in both hands. It's almost like a

well-trained baby seal in an aquarium. Little short hands clapped and clapped

in front of (胸xiong)——

Xia Ye's face turned a little weird, and he took a peek at Tang Gong next to

him.

He remembered why this enthusiasm was so familiar, and the Tang family father

and son were exactly the same champions.

Hearing that their teacher had slowly come to the key word, Xia Ye sat there

waiting for death with a blank expression.

Tang Gong's enthusiasm played a role again.

The head teacher teaches mathematics. He usually works in an ivory tower like

a school, and doesn’t have much contact with the outside world. I don’t know

what to talk about, so I remembered that Xia Ye mentioned that this neighbor

is a returnee, thinking about starting academically. Talk about knowledge and

enhance mutual affection.

But Tang Hongjun was sincere about people and things. Hearing him mention a

few books, he just had them on the shelf, so he brought them to the teacher,

"Is that right? I just have two books on analytical number theory. On the one

hand, if you don’t dislike it, take it back and see it!"

The head teacher originally only mentioned one sentence, and was very

surprised when he received the book: "Yes, yes, it is Tang

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The head teacher trembles a bit, reading the book and then Tang Hongjun, and I

can't believe it several times back and forth: "President Tang, who is he?"

Tang Hongjun smiled and said, "It's my father."

The head teacher almost knelt to him.

He is now like seeing a sweeping monk, living in the ordinary tube building,

he is a masterpiece of martial arts secrets, the most terrible original person

is his father.

Tang Gong said enthusiastically: "Teacher, you have tea!"

The teacher in charge now wants to hit the quick-acting heart-saving pill.

He graduated from the Department of Mathematics. He has studied the Eight

Classics for seven years. Their school ranks a little bit in the country.

However, he is very big with Tang's pump ring caries and back limp. Learn with

Mr. Tang!

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but the mathematics major of s ranks third in the country! Overwhelming

Tsinghua University, it is simply a holy place that all mathematics students

dream of!

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The teacher in charge of holding the book was afraid to turn it over. He was

afraid that the page would be folded. He wished to confess the book now.

Tang Hongjun poured him another cup of hot tea and said, "You mentioned Xia

Ye's achievements just now?"

The head teacher forgot what he had originally thought. When he heard him ask,

he nodded and said: "Yes, I'm sorry to trouble you. Natsuno's grades have

improved very quickly. This month-end exam has improved three places at once.

Great progress! Now! It’s not a few months since the high school entrance

exam, I hope you can continue to bother and take him more..."

Xia Ye hurriedly said, "Teacher, Uncle Tang is usually very busy, so I can

review more by myself."

The head teacher looked at him with a complicated expression. He didn't even

know what kind of bear children were in the blessing nest. If he could not

walk away with the teaching task on his back, he would like to take his place!

Tang Hongjun didn't understand, but it didn't prevent him from socializing:

"It's okay, it's okay. I was busy a while ago, but I'm not busy now. Why would

you let me take him?"

The head teacher pleased: "It's okay, just do the questions casually. I didn't

worry at all if I knew you were Dean Tang's son, haha. Actually, I'm here to

talk to you about Xia Ye's make-up lessons!"

"Make up class?"

"Natsuno was before..."

"Teacher! I didn't have good grades before."

Xia Ye stood there with a somewhat unspeakable look.

The head teacher immediately understood, what kind of person is Dean Tang? It

is not an exaggeration to say that he is the Taishan Beidou in the mathematics

world, let alone Xia Ye, even if he stands in front of the old dean, he is

only ashamed-he wrote How do you deserve to see this topic in front of your

husband?

Xia Ye vaguely said, "Teacher, let me talk to Uncle Tang myself."

The head teacher is not worried about his grades at all, and he smiled and

stood up and said: "Well, you guys talk, Xia Ye remember to take the

opportunity and study hard. Your chance to change your destiny is in your own

hands, you know? "

Xia Ye nodded, "I will send you downstairs."

Tang Hongjun took his coat and said with a smile: "I will go too."

The head teacher was sent down by the idol's son, still holding the book with

his signature in his arms, and walking like a dream.

After sending away the visiting teacher, Tang Hongjun stood there without busy

going upstairs, and called to Xia Ye. After watching him for a long time, he

said slowly: "Did you lie to your teacher?"

Xia Ye clicked in his heart.

Tang Hongjun patted him on the shoulder the next moment, "Did everyone find a

cram school, but you didn't find it, that's why you said that?"

Xia Ye was a little embarrassed, and reluctantly nodded (qiang) to admit it.

This is better than exposing his part-time job.

Tang Hongjun misunderstood. He thought of the money that Xia Ye would return

during the Chinese New Year. Teacher Xia’s medical expenses are not a small

amount, and he is sick all the year round. The father and son can only be

regarded as a shelter from the wind and rain. Xia Ye ate better than ordinary

students. More bitter, but also more arrogant, and will not easily ask others

for nothing. He sighed in his heart, his palm added a little weight on Xia

Ye's shoulders, and discussed with him in a low voice: "It was Uncle Tang’s

mistake before, and the cram school I was looking for may not be suitable for

you. In this way, you don’t If you feel uncomfortable, come to Uncle Tang’s

house and take an hour every night to give you counseling. What do you think?"

Xia Ye suddenly raised her head, "Uncle Tang doesn't need it. Really, I can

learn more by myself and make more workbooks..."

Tang Hongjun laughed and took him upstairs enthusiastically, and said beyond

doubt: "That's it, I'll go and tell your dad."

The remedial lesson was passed immediately by Teacher Xia. Teacher Xia himself

is proficient in various instruments and can be said to be an all-rounder.

However, his son is a sound idiot and can't help at all. Tang Hongjun is

willing to help at this moment. That's great!

Tang Hongjun smiled and said: "This is just right. You take my Xiaoyu, and Xia

Ye takes it for me. I heard that people who learn cross talk are like this.

They give their sons to their partners as apprentices, just because they can't

be ruthless to discipline them!"

Teacher Xia also smiled and shook his head and said, "Just take care of Xia Ye

cruelly. I can't bear to bear Xiaoyu so good."

A smile appeared on Tang Hongjun's face, and he thought to himself, he himself

couldn't bear to touch the baby with a finger!

Xia Ye stayed next door and started to make up lessons.

Tang Hongjun taught him for more than an hour that night.

Xia Ye didn't want to pinch the size anymore. The computer in his bedroom was

still on, and he didn't know how the "little spiders" that sprinkled out were

monitored. It was inevitable to be anxious if something happened. Tang Hongjun

taught them all over again.

Tang Hongjun was stunned!

He looked at the questions listed on the manuscript paper. They were all the

wrong questions on the math test paper he brought from Xia Ye. He made several

variations, and the last two questions also increased the difficulty. Here are

just two hints. , Xia Ye's immersion in it all solved it!

"Xia Ye, you are a genius!"

"No, Uncle Tang taught well."

Tang Hong's intentions were still not exhausted, and he wanted to lead him to

do the questions.

Xia Ye said, "Uncle Tang, I want to go back to review and consolidate what I

learned tonight."

Tang Hongjun put away his pen and nodded, "That's right, you can't chew too

much, you can go back and read it again to deepen your impression. You did a

good job today!"

Xia Ye stood up and collected the exercise book, thanked him politely, and

walked away quickly.