433: Chapter 433 Sixty-six thousand six hundred and sixty-six

Han Jingxin knew about the things her brother, Han Jingyang, had done, such as placing those dharma instruments in her study and bedroom.

As well as the small pendant she wore around her neck and things of that sort.

She knew they were dharma instruments.

But she hadn't paid much attention to it before because her brother told her it was just for psychological comfort and didn't have much effect.

However, as the summer tutoring progressed, she gradually realized that things were not simple. Her learning ability had improved tremendously. Compared to before, it was like she had become a different person. As soon as she entered the study, she wanted to study, and once she started, she couldn't stop. From morning until the early hours of the morning, she wished she could study every single moment.

This was clearly not normal.

Extremely abnormal.

Was it because Zhu Yuanyuan was a good teacher?

She had suspected that too, but quickly shifted her suspicion to the dharma instruments her brother, Han Jingyang, had brought back.

When the exam results came out, she was one hundred percent certain that this was her brother's doing.

Therefore, when the topic of not being focused in class came up, she subconsciously looked at her brother, Han Jingyang.

Han Jingyang received his sister's gaze and found it amusing.

This silly girl had finally figured it out.

He had thought she wouldn't be able to hold it in for long, but he didn't expect her to hold it in for the entire summer break, until school started, and until the results of the entrance exams came out.

That was quite some patience.

Before, he had been worried that his sister wouldn't be able to keep secrets and would go around telling everyone.

Looking at it now, he had been worrying for nothing.

Since that was the case, there was nothing he couldn't talk about.

Two months ago, he was just starting out, a total newcomer, and his strength wasn't that strong, so he was hesitant and cautious. He didn't dare to speak openly about having good things and had to hide everything he did.

But now, it didn't matter anymore.

His strength and status in the pugilistic world were established. With that heaven-shocking sword strike earlier, and with He Dingkun, Zhang Dahai, Yang Zhixiao, and a series of defeated opponents, almost no one dared to oppose him anymore.

At this point, even if his sister loved to show off, he could generously tell her the true value of these things.

What?

His sister would get carried away?

What was he thinking?

With him around, it would be strange if his sister could get carried away. Even if she floated to the moon when he wasn't looking, he could pull her back down.

Therefore, he chuckled, "Don't panic. I have two nice little gadgets in my hand. I'll dig them out for you to use later, which will guarantee that your learning efficiency remains that high."

"Hehe, I knew it," Han Jingxin chuckled, hugging her brother and kissing him on the cheek, "Thanks, big brother."

"You're welcome. Now you have the confidence to get into Peking University, right?"

"Isn't that a piece of cake?"

"Don't be in such a hurry to brag. Wait until you get accepted. If you can't even get in, let me tell you, you might as well take over Dad's job and go to the factory to weld."

"Hmph, you underestimate me."

The conversation between the siblings left Zhu Yuanyuan, who was on the side, confused.

What did that mean?

Little gadgets to improve learning efficiency?

She subconsciously thought of those antique ornaments in Han Jingxin's bedroom.

Could it be...

Her throat tightened a little, and she coughed lightly, "Are you talking about those ornaments?"

Han Jingyang reached out to hold Zhu Yuanyuan and kissed her lightly, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hide it from you. Those are all dharma instruments, and they have a certain auxiliary effect on learning."

Zhu Yuanyuan felt a bit disappointed for a moment and laughed at herself, "And here I was just thinking how amazing my teaching methods were, even thinking about opening a tutoring center to make a fortune."

"Then you're wrong. A tool is just a tool; tools can only ever play an auxiliary role. Xinxin being able to make such great progress is at least partly due to you, so don't belittle yourself."

"If it weren't for those... dharma instruments of yours, I'm sure I would never have been able to produce such good results," Zhu Yuanyuan sighed, "It's like inspiration and sweat. Inspiration only accounts for one percent, and sweat accounts for ninety-nine percent, but that one percent of inspiration is more important than the ninety-nine percent of sweat. The value of those dharma instruments of yours is even more precious than inspiration."

"You," Han Jingyang cupped Zhu Yuanyuan's little face and kissed her directly, letting go after several minutes, "With me here, you won't lack anything. Wanting to open a tutoring center is not a problem. When the time comes, we'll decorate your classroom well, arrange all kinds of dharma instrument props for you, and I guarantee that the students you teach will improve faster than one another."

"Those kinds of dharma instruments are very expensive, right?"

"They are indeed very expensive, but there's no need to talk about money between us. Talking about money hurts feelings."

"That's not appropriate, right?"

"This is a matter of mutual consent; there's no such thing as appropriate or inappropriate," Han Jingyang smiled, "Let's go, let's have a celebratory meal. Regardless, today is a good day worth celebrating. We can talk about other things tomorrow."

Got in the car.

Went home.

As soon as they entered, Han's mother greeted them enthusiastically, "Yuanyuan, come wash your hands and eat. Today I made guobaorou, authentic Northeast-style guobaorou. It's just out of the pan, crispy, and especially delicious."

Han's grandfather and grandmother were also extremely fond of Zhu Yuanyuan, this gentle, kind, and blessed young woman, and they treated her to all the good food and drinks they had.

It wasn't until dinner that Han's mother asked, "Xinxin, tell us, how did you do on the exam?"

"Hehe, first in the class, twenty-second in the school."

"Hmm?"

"Really, if you don't believe me, ask my teacher."

"Such a big improvement?"

"Of course, Zhu Yuanyuan taught well, and your daughter studied hard."

"Good, keep it up, and continue to work hard," Han's mother nodded and said to Zhu Yuanyuan calmly, "Yuanyuan, thank you so much. In just one month, you pulled this silly girl's grades up. No wonder they say you're someone who can be a university teacher. We'll have to trouble you in the future."

Zhu Yuanyuan waved her hands quickly, "Auntie, I just did a little insignificant work. It was mainly because... Xinxin was hardworking enough."

While she was speaking, she secretly pinched Han Jingyang's thigh under the table.

Han Jingyang smiled and said, "Mom, don't just talk. Have you settled the salary for her?"

"Does that need you to say? It's been ready for a long time," Han's mother said as she took out a document bag and held Zhu Yuanyuan's hand, "Yuanyuan, this is a small token of our appreciation. Please don't think it's too little."

Zhu Yuanyuan's eyes widened, "Auntie, this, this is too much, right?"

"It's not much, it's not much. Compared to Xinxin's grades, this money is nothing. Just take it."

"This..."

"Be good, take it. This is what you deserve," Han's mother said seriously, "For these two months, you've been with Xinxin from morning till night, more dutiful than I am as a mother. This money really is nothing compared to your efforts."

At this moment, Han's grandmother also chimed in, "Girl, just take it if they give it to you. They are very rich now, they have so much money they can't spend it all. Just consider it a good deed to help them lighten their burden."

"This..."

Zhu Yuanyuan's gaze swept across everyone's faces and finally looked at Han Jingyang. Seeing Han Jingyang's gentle gaze, she finally reached out and took the document bag.

The document bag was stuffed full.

A heavy, big bag of cash.

All red hundred-yuan bills.

There were stacks of new bills, as well as scattered, loose bills.

Sixty-six thousand, six hundred and sixty-six.

Zhu Yuanyuan took home over four thousand a month at school, and including bonuses, she made about sixty thousand a year.

But now?

Han Jingyang had already advanced her two sums of money at the beginning, and adding this sixty-six thousand, it totaled over one hundred and ten thousand.

She had earned two years' salary in one summer vacation.

This gave her a feeling as if she were in a dream.