"Well, if you want to learn well, you'd better have one." Although he was reluctant, Li Yincheng told her this cruel fact.

"Oh, that's it." Di Xiaona was silent for a while, and got up to pack up her things, "Senior, I'm going to go back to the dormitory."

"Well, I'm going to do something, so see you tomorrow?" Li Yincheng helped put the brushes scattered on the lawn and handed them to her.

"Thank you, senior, see you tomorrow." Di Xiaona took the drawing board and turned toward the dormitory.

When I arrived at Dean Wang's house, the teacher's wife was cooking. When she opened the door for Li Yincheng, she was holding a spatula in her hand. "I was telling your teacher that you haven't been here for a long time. Come in quickly and want to eat something for you."

"Oh, I always want to come but I don't dare to come." Seeing his wife, Li Yincheng was a little stunned, then continued, "My wife, you cook so deliciously. Every time you come, you eat so much. What if you are fat and you can't find a girlfriend?"

"Haha, you kid will make me happy." The teacher's wife laughed at him, and the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes squeezed together, "You chat with your teacher for a while first, I'll go to cook."

"Hello teacher! I haven't seen you for a few days, and your complexion has improved a lot." Dean Wang was sitting on the sofa reading documents. Li Yincheng walked up to him and stood in a regular manner and asked ok.

Dean Wang looked up at Li Yincheng, waved to him to sit down first, "Yin Cheng is here, pour water and drink it yourself, and I will finish reading this document first."

"Hey, teacher, don't worry about me." Li Yincheng took out the tea leaves from under the tea table and brewed a cup of tea for himself, and slowly started to taste it.

Li Yincheng had just drunk half a cup of tea. After reading Dean Wang's documents, he took off his glasses and massaged Qingming's acupoint for a while, put the documents on the coffee table and sighed, "Old, I'm a little dizzy after reading the documents for a while."

"Haha, you're busy with work not long after school starts, so you'll be fine after your free time." Li Yincheng glanced at the documents on the coffee table and looked up and wrote "Notice on Urging Colleges to Complete Tuition Fee Loans as soon as possible."

"Hey, it's all these miscellaneous things. Since becoming this dean, I have not even had time to read and write articles." Dean Wang seems to have not adapted to the cumbersome administrative work.

Just as Li Yincheng was thinking about how to answer, Dean Wang asked about his gains from reading books without waiting for his answer. The two of them discussed several tax reforms in the Tang Dynasty.

"Stop talking, clean up the table and prepare for dinner." The teacher's wife shouted in the kitchen. Li Yincheng quickly packed the table and ran to the kitchen to help the teacher's wife serve the food.

Li Yincheng felt the atmosphere was a bit strange when he was having a meal. The teacher’s wife kept looking at him. I didn’t have rice grains on my face?

"Yin Cheng, do you have a girlfriend now?" Seeing that he put down his chopsticks and was about to deliver the rice bowl to the kitchen, the teacher's wife asked.

"Uh, not yet." Alas, I was so polite just now!

"Then what kind of girl do you like? The teacher's wife has a colleague. The girl at home is about the same age as you and is also studying in Jincheng. Why would you introduce your understanding?" Is it really so interesting to be a mediator? Why is every woman happy about this?

After all his efforts, Li Yincheng finally gave up the idea of ​​his teacher's wife. Before he could find Teacher Wang to borrow a few more books, he ran away. He was relieved when he returned to the dormitory.

In the girls' dormitory, Di Xiaona was perfecting the sketch, Li Meng was watching Korean dramas again, and the other two had not come back yet; at this time, the phone in the dormitory rang.

Di Xiaona walked to the door and answered the phone, "Hey, I'll find Di Xiaona." The voice of a middle-aged man came from the other end of the phone.

"I am, who are you?" The voice was a little familiar.

"I am Song Changbo."

"Oh, Hello, Teacher Song, are you asking me if you have anything to do with me?" Song Changbo is Di Xiaona's head teacher, no wonder he feels that this voice sounds a bit familiar.

"You come to my office at 10 o'clock tomorrow morning. I have something to talk to you about." Before Di Xiaona could agree, the phone was already hung up.

What's wrong with the teacher suddenly looking for me? Could it be the tuition fee? Di Xiaona suddenly became nervous. She only brought more than 3,000 yuan this time, and only paid 3,000 yuan in the early stage, and there was still a part left.

What should I do now? Di Xiaona walked around the dormitory for a few times, walked downstairs, and wandered around the door of the verbal for more than ten minutes, but she never mustered up the courage to go in. The family could not help her, so she could only resist all this.

Wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, Di Xiaona returned to the dormitory and climbed onto the bed silently into the quilt but couldn't sleep. It was not until a long time after the lights were turned off before she fell asleep in a daze. When she woke up the next day, she found that the pillowcase was soaked.

"Nana, did you have a nightmare last night? I really want to hear you crying all the time?" Seeing Di Xiaona sitting up, Li Meng came over and asked.

"Oh, it seems like I dreamed something, I can't remember it when I wake up." Di Xiaona squeezed out a forced smile, "It's okay now."

"It's fine." Li Meng patted her chest, "Nana, there's no class today, let's go to your store to play."

"Yesterday, Teacher Song called me to go to his office at 10 o'clock. I can't go with you today. You can go first, I'll find you when I go to work in the afternoon." Di Xiaona's schedule today is from 3 pm to 8 pm.

"Oh, then I'll go alone; what's going on with Teacher Song?" Li Meng pouted.

Di Xiaona became nervous again, "I don't know. I didn't say anything on the phone yesterday, just let me go there in the morning."

After washing up, Li Meng hummed a song and went to the cafe; Di Xiaona walked to the office of the Department of Fine Arts with trepidation, and went to the first floor to ask, Teacher Song's office was on the second floor.

When I walked to the second floor, Teacher Song's office door was closed, and stood at the door for more than a minute and mustered up the courage to knock on the door.

"Come in!" Teacher Song's voice came from inside.

He pushed open the door and walked in. Teacher Song was reading the newspaper. When he saw that it was her head that was retracted back to the back of the newspaper, "You sit down first, I will talk to you after I finish my work."

"Oh, okay... OK." Di Xiaona closed the door and sat on the sofa opposite the desk, with her back straight and her hands on her knees.

After about ten minutes, Teacher Song finally finished reading the newspaper, threw the newspaper aside, took out a cigarette from the cigarette box and lit it, "Di Xiaona, right?"

"Yes, teacher, I am Di Xiaona." Her heartbeat began to accelerate.

"Do you know what I'm coming to you today?" Teacher Song spit out a stream of smoke.

"I...I don't know." Di Xiaona shook her head.

"There are 143 freshmen in our department, and now you are the only one who has not paid the tuition fee. Now the school has issued a notice to clear the tuition fee as soon as possible." Teacher Song pinched the documents from the table and shook it at Di Xiaona.

Di Xiaona lowered her head and said in a mosquito-smelling voice, "Teacher, my home..."

Teacher Song waved her hand and interrupted her, "I'm not here to listen to the reason. I'm asking you to come this time to inform you that you must make up for the tuition fees before the end of this month, otherwise I have to report your situation to the school."

"Teacher, my family is really in trouble. Didn't the admission notice say that I could apply for a student loan?" Di Xiaona mustered up the courage to express her thoughts.

"The student loan has been completed, and all the places in our department have been used up. What have you done long ago? You should think of a solution early if your family is in trouble. The school has not given you a chance. If you are not sure, can you blame the school?" Chen Yu, who was shopping with his girlfriend at this time, sneezed.

"Teacher, can't you help? When I came, I borrowed all the people I could borrow at home and I only collected more than 3,000 yuan, and I have already handed them all to the school." If I can't afford it, would I drop out of school? Di Xiaona finally couldn't help crying.

Seeing her crying, Teacher Song shook her head in annoyedly, "Don't cry, it's useless for you to cry. This document was not my place. If anyone came to my office to cry and could get tuition free, would I still be able to do this job?"

Di Xiaona looked at the teacher with tears in her eyes, her eyes full of begging; Teacher Song felt a little guilty when she saw it, "Okay, okay, you go back first, and then let your family think of a solution. You can quickly get the tuition fee before the end of the month."
Chapter completed!