Xia Ping shrank her head back and asked, "You won’t hit or scold us, will you?"
"No, I won’t. I..." Meng Chuyue was in the middle of speaking when the phone rang and the number of customers buying fruit increased, so they had to end their conversation.
The caller was Song Zhitin. "This is Song Zhitin. Congratulations to you, Meng Chuyue, on your impressive Gaokao results."
"Thank you, Teacher Song. It’s all thanks to the opportunity you gave me."
"Haha, that’s what I should do. Alright, Meng Chuyue, let’s skip the formalities. I’m calling you today because my spouse just brought back a recruitment advertisement from the vegetable market. I saw that your phone number was listed, so I wanted to ask if you would accept a repeat student who only scored two hundred and fifteen on the Gaokao?"
Song Zhitin was eager to resolve his own worries.
Okay, she actually understood. No matter if he were the director of the education bureau or had superior teaching skills, it wasn’t guaranteed that he could teach his own child or the children of relatives and friends well.
She said gently, "If the terms of the contract can be adhered to... I take even those with worse scores."
Her recruitment advertisement included a contract attachment that outlined three terms to protect her as party A: first, once in class, all must listen to the teacher; otherwise, the contract will be immediately terminated. Second, if the comprehensive score for the next term is higher than the previous term’s, pay an additional three hundred yuan for every five points, four hundred yuan for every six points, five hundred yuan for every seven points, and so on. Third, the student’s safety outside of class is not guaranteed.
Song Zhitin quietly discussed with his spouse, Xie Fang, "What do you think?"
"Of course I agree. My thinking is, even if his grades don’t improve, having a reliable person to keep him in line during the summer break is worth it."
"Okay. I won’t be too busy in the next two months anyway; I can drop him off and pick him up every day."
Song Zhitin quickly gave his response, "We agree. When can we register? I can’t wait."
"We will start with one-on-one tutoring, so registration can happen at any time. If you wish, we can start the lessons immediately."
He was stunned for a moment but then overjoyed, "Great, I’ll bring him right over. By the way, where can we find you?"
"I’m at the Jimei Fruit Store, opposite Hai City First High School. This is the store’s phone number."
Normally sullen and unwilling to attend classes, Song Yan suddenly perked up upon hearing that Meng Chuyue was at the Jimei Fruit Store. He internally cheered and said to his parents, "Dad, Mom, you get ready. I’m going to call a few classmates and invite them to join us."
Heh, solo joy is not as good as shared joy. It’s better to suffer together than alone.
Song Zhitin and his spouse didn’t understand why Song Yan suddenly had this idea, but they were happy that he was willing to go. As for inviting his classmates, they felt that wasn’t a bad thing and shouldn’t be stopped.
Ten minutes later, Song Zhitin finally understood the reason behind Song Yan’s enthusiasm.
No wonder, those exorbitantly priced delicious fruits that Song Yan had brought home during the Gaokao days were all from Meng Chuyue’s store.
Hehe, the young rascal was eager to come over because he was craving the fruits here, but that was even better; he could be kept in check.
This time, Song Yan didn’t just come on his own. He also brought two of his good friends and their parents. He had invited a few more, but the other parents were busy at the moment and would come over the next day.
With the parents present, these three mischievous kids all behaved properly and followed the rules.
But they were inwardly thrilled.
Their thoughts were similar: Meng Chuyue was so young and so pretty? Tutoring them? Hmpf, it would be better if she were their girlfriend.