The difference between cloud and mud

Jiang Tong looked at his watch, it was 10:[-], and in [-] minutes, his first Chinese class was over.

And the students are still missing.

This is a spacious hexagonal study.The room furnishings are classic and rich, fresh and elegant, and can be directly photographed by home magazines as a model room.The place where Jiang Tong was sitting was facing the large bay window. Outside the window, there were green grass and dense tree crowns. He vaguely saw a few men and women in Chinese clothes strolling under the shade of the trees.Farther away, you can vaguely see the blue sea with sparkling waves.

Perhaps his students were among them.

Jiang Tong is a high-achieving student in the Department of Biology of the New National Institute of Biology. He often takes private jobs to teach physics and chemistry for children from middle-class families.However, a wealthy family like the Xiao family screened tutors layer by layer. If it wasn't for the owner's sudden car accident, it wouldn't be his turn to mislead the children.

At [-]:[-], Jiang Tong sighed and opened WeChat: "Your student hasn't shown up yet."

Lu She replied quickly: "Normal, it's not bad if you can last 10 to [-] minutes for each class-let me tell you, this job is very confusing."

Jiang Tong laughed: "S$[-] per hour for supplementary lessons, don't you have a conscience?"

Lu She made two smirking expressions: "No pain, no pain, very comfortable. This kid is outrageous, and he has forced eight teachers away before. I let him go and make each other perfect. It is the so-called gift of roses. There is a reason why the hand has a lingering fragrance."

Jiang Tong only heard him vaguely mention that he had a part-time job as a tutor, the job was easy and the hourly salary was high, but he didn't know that the student he had never met was such a devil in the world.I feel uneasy in my heart, feeling that I have been deceived by Lu She.

"To be honest, you asked for leave temporarily, have you reported to his father?"

"Don't worry!" comes with two smiley faces.

Jiang Tong's heart was full of alarm bells, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

There were 10 minutes to seven o'clock, he thought that the young master would not show up, he sighed, and started to pack his bags, but the study door was knocked open with a bang.

Eight and nine half-year-old teenagers rushed into the room laughing, and met him face to face, their laughter held in their throats, and they only stared round and looked at him silently.

A group of people stood at the door, forming a confrontation with Jiang Tong invisibly.

"Who are you?" a boy in the crowd called out.

He asked a question in English. Jiang Tong thought for a while and answered in English: "Is Kenneth here? I am his substitute Chinese teacher."

The boy burst out laughing: "I'msosorryforyou." (I'm so sorry for you)

Just like Moses parting the Red Sea, the teenagers stepped aside consciously, revealing another protagonist in today's farce.In all fairness, this young Moses was born with red lips and white teeth, elegant and elegant, and he still stood out from the crowd among his contemporaries made of gold and jade.From Jiang Tong's point of view, he thought that his demeanor was too lofty and arrogant, and beauty was beautiful, which made people daunted.

Young master Xiao put his arms around his chest and looked Jiang Tong up and down. Jiang Tong smiled and looked back at him calmly.The two wrestled silently. The young man stepped out of the crowd, walked directly past Jiang Tong to Huang Huali's desk, opened the drawer and searched for documents: "Chinese class is over, you can go."

Singaporean English is famous all over the world for its unique Nanyang-style accent, but he speaks an authentic British accent, and his words are complete, slow, and clear, so he appears even more arrogant and cold.

The young boys stood where they were, looking at Jiang Tong with half-smiles, whispering to each other with mocking expressions.

Jiang Tong didn't move: "There are 10 minutes left today, we can take a quiz first to see your level."

The young man lowered his head and smiled softly: "How much money will Lu She give you? Three thousand Singapore dollars?"

He took out the checkbook from the drawer, made two random strokes, tore off a page and handed it to Jiang Tong: "This is [-] Singapore dollars, you can leave get out of class now."

Jiang Tong didn't move, just stared at Kenneth's hand.

This is a beautiful hand with fine white skin, slender knuckles, and neatly trimmed nails, like a sculpture.The check was held by his fingertips, shaking slightly in the air, like a small white flag.

The world is really unfair. Why are some people born noble and rich, and even insulting and contemptuous actions are more decent than ordinary people.

Countless thoughts flashed through Jiang Tong's mind, but in the end, he just bent down and took out a stack of A4 papers from the computer bag next to the chair.

"Lu She showed me your previous test papers. The level is really bad. Before the school exam next week, you take the time to do these few questions. It's hard to say a high score, and there is still hope for a pass."

The young man lowered his arms, his smile gradually froze, and his eyes were cold.Jiang Tong ignored him, just picked up the computer bag, and walked steadily towards the door under the boys' complicated eyes.He opened the door, faltered, and turned around again.

"Please come to class on time next week." He said calmly in Chinese: "As for the tuition fee, your father has already offered a very generous price. Although I am not rich, I will not be greedy for children's pocket money."

He deliberately emphasized the word "children", and when he heard a burst of suppressed laughter behind him, he walked away without looking back.