Can Someone Please Go After My Sister!?!?! - Chapter 4

Tutor?

It was almost time for class, so I pulled Sha Er and ran to the classroom.

But something was wrong today. For some reason, passers-by were pointing at Sha Er, as if they were discussing something.

I looked him up and down carefully, and I didn't notice anything wrong with his appearance today. His pants didn't have an opening in the crotch, and his shoes were neatly worn, so he didn't look barefoot and show his butt.

I walked into the classroom puzzled, only to find that several boys were looking at Sha Er with complicated expressions, and it was hard to tell whether it was contempt or envy in their eyes.

I am getting more and more confused... Normally, even if Sha Er does something strange, people are not surprised, but what happened today?

But I put these questions aside for the time being and completed the classroom presentation smoothly.

"What's going on? Why are you all looking at Sha Er?" After class, I pulled Li Datou over and asked curiously.

"Bah! What an idiot! He is the public enemy! Just because you have money at home, you can do whatever you want?"

I think the most important reason for Silly Er's reckless behavior is his IQ. I didn't say anything and waited for the next part.

"Yesterday, a very beautiful girl hugged him and left the school together - what a green tea bitch, she only knows how to cheat rich fools!"

"No, no!" Liu San pushed his glasses up angrily. "It is said that this is the wife his father bought for him from Southeast Asia! An imported virgin model!"

I thought, you are so imaginative, are you going to import it? Do you think it is inflatable...

However, Sha Er's behavior of relying on the power of capital and disdaining the emotional life of the working people obviously hurt everyone's "innocent friendship". I pulled him out of the classroom before everyone surrounded him - this guy actually thought he was the focus of public attention, and deliberately made a serious and majestic expression, coupled with his unique round face and side-parted hair, which reminded me of a famous leader, Mr. Sanpang...

No wonder all the stylish rich second-generations look like this.

"Who came yesterday?" I pulled Sha Er aside to interrogate him.

"Yesterday?" He blinked. "Come?"

"That woman! I gestured with an exaggerated body curve. Is there anyone like this? Is she your wife?"

"Wife?" His head was as loud as a rattle. "I don't want it, but you can give it to me if I want it."

Hey, good boy, I love you for what you have done.

I spent ten minutes trying to get any useful information out of him. This guy's head is like a USB flash drive with garbled text, it drives me crazy.

Everyone was disappointed to see that I, who had the best relationship with him, had not made any progress.

I guess that today many boys’ dreams of stepping forward and trying to be the “neighbor Wang” for Sha Er have also been shattered.

"Old Wang next door?" Li Datou laughed sarcastically, "That's the most likely candidate. Look at his silly look, if he gets married, he will definitely come running to share his wife with you."

I smiled awkwardly, but for some reason I suddenly imagined my sister's murderous face, and my heart went cold. It seemed that I could only wait until someone seduced my sister away before I could get married.

But I doubt whether that day will come. The person who is closest to this goal may be Xiaomei...

When school was over that day, many people deliberately followed me and Sha Er, trying to catch a glimpse of the mysterious beauty, or to take the opportunity to rescue the fallen girl. But Sha Er just got into his private car safely and waved goodbye to me in a normal way, and everyone sighed in the exhaust gas and said it was boring.

This is the most normal ending, okay? Those of you who were worried that the goddess was trafficked, do you have good intentions?

At this moment, my face changed and I suddenly remembered something.

Oh my god! Working!

I ran to my beloved car, the Headless Horseman, at the speed of light and sped towards the latest job interview location.

Qingshan District is the most upscale residential area in the area. The name is just to hide the truth. In fact, locals know that most of the luxury villas of the celebrities in the province are concentrated here. The Japanese tutor I came to interview teaches in this community.

I searched for the house number without blinking my eyes, and soon found the most conspicuous and largest one at the end. I stood in front of the fancy fence of the courtyard and peeked inside. There was still a few hundred meters away from the villa. The English-style symmetrical green space, fountains and sculptures were neat and comfortable.

I couldn't help but wonder: this family is too frugal. They have such a dominant style, and their garage is filled with Ferraris and Maybachs, so why do they still hire a poor student to be a tutor?

Fortunately, I have enough living expenses for this month with the little devil. I felt warm inside and pressed the doorbell with a smile.

An old voice asked me what I was here for, and then the gate to the courtyard opened. I was a little nervous: should I ride my bike in or leave it at the door?

For a moment, I felt amused and helpless about my own petty-peasant mentality: in this community, anyone can just remove the wheels from any car and drop them off at the 4S shop and the shop will pay my salary, and I am still worrying about this?

I don’t know why I have a silent belligerent feeling in my heart. Well, no matter how expensive the lawn is, it’s still a lawn. I really came here for a spring outing!

I rode my bike into the villa avenue in a swagger, singing a little tune in a very impressive manner - even if one is poor, one should still have high aspirations.

I didn't know that a pair of eyes were watching me in some corner.

I explained my purpose to the old butler, and he took me to the second floor to wait. I walked up the spiral staircase, looking around at the castle-style decoration and interior, and couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

While I was still immersed in the beautiful environment, a piercing piano sound made me frown. It was the first time I knew that the piano could play the feeling of DJ?

"Ms. Liu! That's not how you play it! The fingering is wrong!" I could hear a middle-aged woman screaming from across the room, "Practice it again!"

I was stunned. Wow, are they practicing broken chords? Are they breaking chords or dismembering the piano?

I was tortured for five minutes. The middle-aged woman's voice kept asking for repetitions, and every repetition gradually wore away my hearing and patience.

Hey! I have to get off work early to cook for Taoyao! What should I do if my sister starves to death?

Finally, I couldn't help but knock on the door, then rushed in as if in protest, and was immediately stunned by the scene in front of me.

A girl as thin as a piece of paper, wearing a pure white dress, sitting in front of a piano, quiet and beautiful. The sunset casts soft and beautiful light and shadow on this scene... except for some discordant factors.

Uh, a middle-aged female teacher pointed at the girl angrily and said something, while the girl played the piano with one hand and raised her middle finger to fight back.

The beautiful image of a lady was shattered into pieces before it was established.

"What are you doing? My workday is only a short while away." I frowned.

"Who are you?" The female teacher looked at me angrily. "Ms. Liu, you are not allowed to eat before you play this part. Stay aside!"

I turned my head and looked at the girl. From her expression, I could tell that she didn't want to compromise with this woman even if she starved to death.

"You teach piano, right? Why do you have to embarrass me?" I waved my hand in a magnanimous manner, "I still have to teach her Japanese, and it's time for you to get off work."

"Wait for me! I want Miss Liu to learn it! You are a tutor, why are you showing off? Do you know how to play the piano?"

Oh, I can't pretend I didn't hear that. I glanced at the piano. What a nice piano. A Steinway? My goodness, this one costs hundreds of thousands.

The girl looked at me for help. I pouted at her and she obediently moved out of my way.

I touched the keys, glanced at the unfriendly female teacher, and started playing the piano. It was neither Liszt nor Chopin - I had to annoy this guy. While playing, I sang with my tone-deaf voice and even sang a medley.

"The waters of Honghu Lake are rolling... We are on the Taihang Mountains... The sky is full of revolutionary flags, and the maples on the river bank and the fishing fires are facing my sad sleep!"

The female teacher's face turned purple with anger, while the girl behind me was laughing so hard that she almost burst out laughing.

"Seventh, you are not allowed to tease women. You must change your hooligan habits..."

"That's enough!" She yelled. If she could beat me, she would have destroyed my humanity with her high heels. "How could you, how dare you!"

"Look, isn't piano easy?" I winked at the girl who was laughing so hard that tears came out of her eyes. "I can teach her chords and other things, teacher, you should go home and take a shower and drink more water, it's hot and irritable!"

The female teacher glared at me for a long time, and I glared back at her without showing any weakness. After a few seconds, she packed her things angrily and slammed the door and left.

"Look!" I smiled happily, "All reactionaries are paper tigers!" I stared at the girl, "Hello, I will be your Japanese teacher from today on."

The girl looked at me eagerly and spoke in a soft voice: "Can I ask you a question first?"

"Ask." I was very enthusiastic. Teaching such a beautiful girl to learn Japanese was like exploding adrenaline. She was about the same age as my sister, but the level of perfection was totally different!

"You... have a younger sister, like what's written on your resume?"

"Yes." I nodded doubtfully. Indeed, what I wrote was: I have a younger sister, so I am good at communicating peacefully with girls.

But what's wrong with that?

"Well, from today on, you can call me sister, okay? You can be my brother!" The girl showed a smug smile.

I opened my mouth in astonishment... Damn, there is such a service as a tutor? I sell my art, not my body!