The whole dormitory looked at Cui Taixin like a monster.

It's good to study, but he's dizzy staring at the book. Only by looking at the type Tangguo talked about before can he see it.

This makes Cui Taixin strange and sad.

Sure enough, he's still dying. He'll have to be taught by a little teacher.

"Boss, do you really want to study hard?"

"Yes, boss, we are all junior high school students who have not laid a good foundation. In fact, it is a little difficult for us to directly read senior high school textbooks."

Cui Taixin raised his head and frowned. "You're right. I didn't lay a good foundation in junior high school. Otherwise, I asked someone to send junior high school textbooks to have a look."

The junior high school textbook was delivered the next day. Cui Taixin had lunch and flipped through it, but he still didn't read it.

In the class, I was surprised at his sudden hard work, but I asked him if he needed help when I saw his sad and kind things.

Cui Taixin didn't refuse to be kind, and handed the book to the other side. "Please tell me about this problem," he said in a pinch at the end, "thank you."

That kind-hearted classmate was surprised by Cui Taixin's change. He helped Cui Taixin, not out of the blue, but Cui Taixin, though a bit fierce boy, was the school bully.

But in a word, Cui Taixin never bullied their honest classmates. Once when he went home, he was stopped by a gangster outside and asked him for a toll.

At that time, Cui Taixin and his little brother passed by and beat the little gangsters. He also took the collar of the other party and said, "go away, don't you see that he is wearing the school uniform of Laozi school? I'm from Cui Taixin school. How dare you ask about the tolls? "

Maybe Cui Taixin doesn't remember him. He has always remembered him.

Now Cui Taixin needs help, he will not refuse.

It's just that he told Cui Taixin several times. He didn't mean to be impatient, but Cui Taixin just didn't understand.

"Come on, as expected, only a little teacher can help me."

Cui Taixin looks at the textbook of junior high school, but he doesn't mean to be discouraged.

It wasn't long before Tang Guo came to Cui Taixin's classroom to find him. When he saw Tang Guo, Cui Taixin showed his hope of life. He stood up and scared the students in the classroom.

Then he saw Cui Taixin holding the book and running out of the classroom. At last, he looked around and asked a little brother to bring a stool for his version and let Tangguo sit and look.

"I thought about it yesterday. I didn't seem to have a good foundation in junior high school. I asked someone to send me the textbook for junior high school, but I read it and I didn't seem to understand it."

"Little teacher, otherwise, you can teach me from junior high school."

Cui Taixin doesn't think it's humiliating. He has experienced more humiliating things.

That is, in every opportunity at the beginning, being compared by the illegitimate son, being talked about, and being despised.

From the west, he still remembers the sneering eyes.

He doesn't care about being treated as a rarity by the class.

Once upon a time, there was no hope. Now, with hope, there was nothing wrong. He just wanted to catch the straw. Hope, in another way, to return to that place.

In front of the illegitimate son, he can also hold his head high.

"Good."

Tangguo didn't refuse. She had planned to.

This time, she and Cui Taixin added friends, saying that he could consult him at any time in the future.

She will tell him the way of the answer by voice.

Unconsciously, Tang Guo spent a week in this school. Today is Friday. She is going home. She should also meet Tang Wen.