Chapter 38: Quick Transmigration: Film & Television Multiverse Chapter 38 — Opening for Business

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Protagonist:

Lin Hao

And so, Song Jie's tutoring class secretly opened for business without anyone noticing.

He was calculating his own little scheme in his heart; although he had sworn to Zhang Xue'er that it was free, in reality, facing those parents hoping their sons would become dragons and daughters phoenixes, he didn't collect a single penny less.

As for the tutoring class's location, it was in a two-bedroom apartment near the school.

This house had originally been carefully selected and bought by Song Jie's parents several years ago, full of joy preparing it as a marital home for Song Jie.

However, Song Jie had always disliked its small size, always thinking of selling it to buy a larger one. The house was delivered with developer's premium finishing when originally handed over, with an overall simple and generous style. So Song Jie didn't need to spend time and energy on renovation; he just needed to tidy up simply, then go to the market to pick some desks and chairs to move back, and a decent-looking classroom was ready.

When Zhang Xue'er came to this place for the first time, she felt uneasy and apprehensive, with no confidence at all. She slowly walked into the room, looking at the neatly arranged desks and chairs inside, and the small blackboard hanging on the wall; no matter how she looked, it all looked like a standard cram school.

She frowned tightly, her face full of worry as she said: "Teacher Song, no matter how I look this place is a cram school. This really won't violate regulations? If the school finds out, that'll be big trouble."

Song Jie, however, waved his hand unconcerned, a relaxed smile on his face, and said: "Teacher Zhang, you can rest assured. How can this count as a cram school? I've told you, this is a place to tutor children for free. We don't charge fees, how could it violate regulations?"

Zhang Xue'er still had some doubts; she paced back and forth in the room and said: "But I always feel this isn't right. The school has always emphasized no private cram schools; if the school discovers it, we won't be able to handle the consequences."

Song Jie smiled and comforted her: "It won't happen, you can rest assured. This place is very hidden; ordinary people simply can't discover it. And we're doing it for the children's own good; they can improve their grades here, which is a great help to their future. This is a good thing, how could there be a problem?"

Zhang Xue'er was silent for a while, still somewhat hesitant, and said: "Alright then, but only tutor until this semester ends; in the future we absolutely cannot do this again. We can't keep taking risks."

Song Jie hurriedly nodded in agreement: "Good, only until this semester ends. You can rest assured, Xue'er. When this semester ends we'll stop, there won't be any problem."

Zhang Xue'er looked at Song Jie's confident appearance; the worry in her heart hadn't completely disappeared, but she temporarily set some of it aside.

Meanwhile, Zeshu Tutoring Center's Gold Medal Class enrollment was about to begin as well.

Tian Yulan had been constantly concerned about her son Yan Ziyou getting into the Gold Medal Class; she was restless, and after much thought, decided to privately find Song Jie.

Tian Yulan got straight to the point: "Teacher Song, do you still remember what you promised me back then? Now Zeshu's Gold Medal Class enrollment is about to start; what do you think we should do about this?"

Song Jie slightly furrowed his brows, leaned back in his chair, crossed his hands on his chest, pondered for a moment, and slowly said: "Mm, I remember. But the situation is a bit complicated now; we need to think of a way."

Tian Yulan asked anxiously: "What way? Teacher Song, you must help me. Zi You has always worked hard; he really wants to get into the Gold Medal Class."

Song Jie pondered for a moment then said: "Alright then, let's add a Mathematics subject to our tutoring, add a Gold Medal Class seven-day sprint course."

Tian Yulan was full of question marks, her face full of doubt as she asked: "Mathematics? Who will tutor?"

Song Jie smiled slightly, full of confidence: "I will tutor."

Tian Yulan widened her eyes in surprise: "You, a Chinese teacher, tutoring Mathematics? How can that work? However I look at it, it's unreliable."

Song Jie explained unhurriedly: "Ms. Tian, don't underestimate me. Although I'm a Chinese teacher, my Mathematics teaching level is also not low. I have my own set of teaching methods; whether Chinese or Mathematics, I can make students rapidly improve their grades. You can rest assured."

Tian Yulan still had some doubts: "Really? I'm still a bit uneasy. After all, Mathematics and Chinese still have big differences."

Song Jie brought out that whole set of theories he had used to hoodwink Zeshu's Manager Cui back then, speaking incessantly: "Ms. Tian, look, learning all has methods. Although I'm a Chinese teacher, my understanding of education is interconnected. I know how to guide students to think, how to make them master problem-solving methods. For this Mathematics tutoring, participation is voluntary; I guarantee I can get the child into the Gold Medal Class."

Tian Yulan looked at Song Jie's confident appearance; her heart was beating a little nervously.

She muttered inwardly: "Can this work? A Chinese teacher teaching Mathematics, always feels a bit unreliable. But there's no other way now; can only treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor."

Tian Yulan said: "Alright then, hope you really can do as you say, let Zi You smoothly enter the Gold Medal Class. If Zi You can enter the Gold Medal Class, I will definitely properly thank you."

Song Jie was secretly delighted, but his face showed nothing; he said: "You can rest assured, I definitely won't let you down. I'm also doing it for the children's good, hoping they can all have a good future."

Song Jie wouldn't stupidly tell Tian Yulan that the Gold Medal Class exam paper was set by him; how would that show his teaching level? He calculated in his heart: once Yan Ziyou smoothly enters the Gold Medal Class, Tian Yulan will definitely trust him even more; at that time his tutoring class will also be more popular. He seemed to already see the scene of his tutoring class becoming more and more prosperous, students signing up one after another.

But a seven-day Mathematics course can't just lecture on that one exam paper he set, right? So this day, Song Jie kept looking for an opportunity. His heart was like a restless little mouse scurrying about, anxiously waiting for the right moment.

Finally, he saw the other teachers in the office all leave one after another for class; the entire office became empty.

Song Jie took a deep breath, pretended nothing was happening, and slowly walked to Zhong Yi's desk.

His heartbeat involuntarily sped up; nervous emotions spread through his heart. While vigilantly watching the surroundings for movement, he muttered softly: "Must not be discovered by anyone."

Song Jie lightly picked up Zhong Yi's lesson preparation notebook; his hand trembled slightly. He quickly took out his mobile phone, started taking photos, muttering: "These are all treasures."

He carefully photographed page by page, eyes fixed tightly on the content in the lesson preparation notebook, afraid of missing any important knowledge point.

When finished taking photos and preparing to put the lesson preparation notebook back, Song Jie's gaze accidentally fell into Zhong Yi's drawer.

There were some exercises inside; out of curiosity, he couldn't help reaching out and picking them up.

Song Jie was a teacher after all; he recognized at a glance that these were junior high Mathematics problems.

He carefully looked at the solution handwriting under those exercises; his brows slightly furrowed, and he pondered inwardly: "Why does this handwriting look so familiar?"

He hurriedly found a Chinese homework notebook to compare; this comparison, he delightedly discovered it was actually Mi Tao's handwriting.

Song Jie was so happy he almost jumped up; a surge of wild joy rose in his heart. He excitedly talked to himself: "Haha, this time I've finally found Zhong Yi's leverage; let's see if you survive."

Song Jie's face revealed a sinister smile; he seemed to already see Zhong Yi's wretched appearance after being caught with leverage. He tightly gripped those exercises, his mind rapidly scheming how to use this leverage to deal with Zhong Yi.

"Hmph, Zhong Yi, you're always so arrogant normally; this time I won't let you off." Song Jie said through gritted teeth.

He knew, once this leverage was used well, it could plunge Zhong Yi into a predicament, while he himself could gain more benefits from it. Scheming light flashed in Song Jie's eyes; he decided to plan carefully, to make Zhong Yi pay the price for his actions.