Chen Siyan looked at Song Xinya's gleaming eyes, speechless and choking back his words.
"Sister, dial it back a bit. Your desire to see me make a fool of myself is practically spilling out of your eyes."
Song Xinya: "Life is all about gossiping about each other. Today I laugh at your jokes, tomorrow you laugh at mine. It's a two-way street, a mutual exchange of courtesy."
"You want to know, right? Fine, I'll tell you," Chen Siyan shrugged. "Brother Yan here couldn't care less."
The main thing was that this couldn't be kept a secret anyway. Even if he didn't tell Song Xinya, other colleagues would gossip about it to her.
It was better for the embarrassing story to come from his own mouth than for someone else to tell her with exaggerated details.
God knows what kind of crazy version it would turn into if it passed through other people's mouths.
Chen Siyan began to recount the story of how Qin Yuyan played tricks on him.
That day, Chen Siyan went to Qin Yuyan's residence full of ambition and confidence. He wanted to conquer the little devil, sign this big contract that no one else could, and make a fortune off her.
Everyone said the little Princess Qin was a little devil, so Chen Siyan had imagined her as the Bull Demon King.
The villa doors opened, and the moment Chen Siyan laid eyes on Qin Yuyan, his eyes lit up. He cried out in his heart, oh my goodness, where did this earthly little cutie come from? She had big watery eyes, a cute little upturned nose, pink pouty lips, and fair, tender skin.
What little devil? Rumors! Slander! Pure fabrication! She was clearly a Fairy Sister! The cutest of all cuties!
Chen Siyan followed Qin Yuyan into the study, his eyes shining with excitement. "Miss Qin, whether it's languages, math, science, or humanities, whatever subject you don't understand, I can teach you."
Qin Yuyan blinked. "I don't know any of them."
Chen Siyan: "It doesn't matter if you don't know them, we can learn slowly. Tell me, what are you interested in?"
Qin Yuyan: "I'm interested in eating."
Chen Siyan: "What do you like?"
Qin Yuyan: "I like spending money."
Chen Siyan: "What are you good at?"
Qin Yuyan: "I'm good at playing."
Chen Siyan understood now. This was a useless little cutie.
He had taught many students, but there were truly few as useless as little Princess Qin.
It didn't matter. If she were a top student, she wouldn't have hired him as a tutor anyway. This was where his value lay.
The more useless she was, the more she needed him.
He was confident he could teach her well.
Chen Siyan started explaining problems to Qin Yuyan. He talked for half an hour, and her mind wandered for half an hour.
Ask her a question, and she knew nothing. She hadn't remembered a single thing.
Chen Siyan felt anxious for her.
"Miss Qin, this won't do. Learning requires focus. If your body is here but your mind isn't, and things just go in one ear and out the other, you won't learn a thing even if you study for ten thousand years."
Qin Yuyan rested her elbows on the desk, cupped her face in her hands, and tilted her head to look at Chen Siyan. "There are no unteachable students, only teachers who don't know how to teach. Your lessons are too boring, that's why I don't want to listen."
As a top sales champion, Chen Siyan looked defiant. "Confucius had three thousand disciples, but only seventy-two were sages. The master leads you to the door, but cultivation depends on the individual. Even Confucius had students he couldn't teach well. Are you saying Confucius wasn't a good teacher either?"
Qin Yuyan: "What nerve, comparing yourself to Confucius."
Chen Siyan's face flushed red with embarrassment.
For the rest of the time, no matter what Chen Siyan talked about, Qin Yuyan just said, "Not listening, not listening, it's just a turtle chanting."
She brought over a cloth-covered box and hugged it tightly to her chest.
Seeing how much she cherished it, Chen Siyan thought to himself that the box must contain some rare treasure.
Qin Yuyan caught his prying gaze from the corner of her eye, and the corners of her eyes curved into sly crescents, like a little kitten hiding malicious thoughts.
She suddenly yanked the cloth off the box.
Chen Siyan sprang up from his chair like he was taking off. "Ahhhhhhh! Ahhhhhhh! Snake! Snake! Snake!"
Qin Yuyan took out a corn snake, placed it in her palm, and gently stroked it with her other hand. "Little snakey is so cute. Why are you afraid of little snakey?"
Chen Siyan stood behind his chair. "Cute my foot. I hate these cold-blooded reptiles the most. Just looking at them makes my scalp tingle."
Qin Yuyan: "Snakes attract wealth. Where there are snakes, there is plenty of gold and jade."
Chen Siyan loved money more than anything. Half-believing, he asked, "Is that really a thing?"
Qin Yuyan: "It really is. I'm not lying to you."
She asked him, "Are you still afraid of snakes now?"
Chen Siyan: "Suddenly they don't seem so scary anymore."
He even wanted to raise two at home to use as lucky cats.
Qin Yuyan held the snake out toward Chen Siyan. "Touch it. This is my favorite snake, it's super cute and doesn't bite."
Chen Siyan took a deep breath and tremblingly reached his hand out toward the little snake.
Whether it was because the unfamiliar scent alerted the corn snake, the moment his hand came close, the corn snake flicked its tongue, opened its mouth, and bit at his hand.
"Holy crap!" Chen Siyan turned pale with fright. "What the heck!"
He grabbed the corn snake by its weak spot, squeezed it tight, and viciously smashed it onto the ground. Bang!
Qin Yuyan's favorite corn snake was smashed half to death.
Chen Siyan: "This thing bites! Even if it's not poisonous, getting bitten hurts a lot. Miss Qin, for the sake of your health, you shouldn't keep these things anymore. It's too dangerous."
Qin Yuyan picked up the dying little snake, hugged it to her chest, and ran as fast as she could to the exotic pet hospital.
Chen Siyan shouted at her retreating back, "Miss Qin, as a student about to enter your senior year of high school, you should prioritize your studies. Studying hard is the right path."
"Miss Qin, the hardships you can't endure, someone else will; the books you can't memorize, someone else will; the things you want to put off until tomorrow, someone else will finish today. If that happens, someone else will go to the school you want to attend, do the job you like, and live the life you yearn for. Are you willing to accept that?"
Qin Yuyan didn't reply. She got into her luxury Porsche and hurried off to the hospital.
Chen Siyan thought this tutoring gig was completely blown.
The next day, he received a call from Qin Yuyan asking him to come over.
Chen Siyan's body jolted. It seemed his earnest words from yesterday had taken effect. The little Princess Qin had been moved by him!
In high spirits, Chen Siyan arrived at the study where he had been interviewed yesterday.
Qin Yuyan pointed to a chair, bowed her head, and looked incredibly respectful. "Teacher Chen, please take a seat."
Chen Siyan happily sat down.
Immediately, he felt that something was wrong beneath his buttocks.
Why was there a sticky, wet, and warm sensation?
He stood up, and the chair glued to his butt stood up with him.
Oh no, it was a trap. There was glue on the chair!
Chen Siyan stuck his butt out and desperately tried to tear his pants free.
Riiiip! His pants tore open, exposing his two butt cheeks.
Watching this scene, Qin Yuyan let out a silvery laugh, Hahahahaha.
Chen Siyan's face flushed bright red with embarrassment.
Qin Yuyan pointed at his butt cheeks and twisted the knife: "Teacher Chen, your butt is so ugly. It's all dark, like two black lumps of coal."
