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Tutor 7

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    When Feng Shizhen came for the interview the day before yesterday, he had already seen the splendor and spaciousness of Rong Mansion.  The Rong family's garden occupies enough land to build another garden house.

    There are small bridges and flowing water in the garden, not to mention the exotic flowers and grasses.  There is an octagonal pavilion from the Ming Dynasty. It is said that Tang Xianzu wrote "The Peony Pavilion" here.  Rong Dingkun spent 20,000 yuan to buy the pavilion, dismantled it and transported it to Shanghai, and asked craftsmen to reassemble it.

    It¡¯s hard to tell whether this is true or not.  Rong Dingkun is now one of the most well-known wealthy businessmen in Shanghai. He claims that his late father was a scholar in the former Qing Dynasty. After the Eight-Power Allied Forces invaded, his family fell into decline. He made a fortune as a foreign comprador and married two wives who were poets.  A courtesy to someone else¡¯s young lady.  He loved making friends with intellectuals the most, calling himself a Confucian businessman, and often generously supported some intellectuals.  Spending a lot of money to buy a pavilion is just for fun.

    The ladies of the Rong family paint in this octagonal pavilion.

    The pavilion is close to the water, with blooming flowers, clear water and blue sky, and the scenery is as beautiful as a heavy-color oil painting.  Several ladies are wearing fashionable silk dresses and short curly hair. They have different postures, but they are all delicate and cute. Add a picture frame to create a beautiful picture of a beautiful woman.

    Hearing that the tutor was coming, the eldest girl put down her paintbrush, stood up gracefully, and invited Feng Shizhen to enter the pavilion.

    "Ms. Feng came at the right time. We have just painted a few paintings. Please come over and comment on them to see who is the best."

    Feng Shizhen came here to teach foreign languages ??and mathematics, and art was not her strong point.

    "Miss Rong Rong Fanglin will be sixteen at the end of the year. She is well-deserved for her reputation. She is really a beautiful girl with a slender figure, red lips and white teeth. However, she speaks with a serious smile. She obviously wants to test the new teacher, and her approach is a bit aggressive.

    There are several easels in the pavilion, and there are some graffiti that are obviously made by young ladies. There is nothing to comment on.  The remaining one is the neatest and most realistic painting; the other one looks sloppy, but the brushstrokes are unrestrained and the colors are rich.

    After scanning a circle, Feng Shizhen pointed to the second painting and said, "This one is different. The painter must have been influenced by the Impressionist painting method. He used colors very boldly and captured light and shadow very well. In addition, this one is different."  Vice, with skilled skills and solid foundation. If he is painting meticulous Chinese painting, he should be more suitable than painting Western watercolor. If we talk about watercolor alone, the previous painting should be better. If we talk about painting attainments, the two painters should be between Zhong Bo.  "

    After saying this, the ladies had different expressions.

    Miss Rong San smiled and clapped her hands, "The second sister is indeed good at painting flowers and birds in fine brushwork. The eldest sister is learning oil painting from a Belarusian court painter. Miss Feng is really amazing!"

    Feng Shizhen smiled slightly, "Actually, I'm a science student and don't know much about painting. Just kidding."

    Rong Fanglin had a satisfied smile on her lips, and her tone was much more cordial than before, "Miss Feng is so humble. I heard that you are very good at English and French. I will ask for more advice in the future."

    Miss Rong Er is over fifteen years old.  She is the daughter of a dowry wife. She is also beautiful, but her skin is slightly dark and not as white and cute as her sister.

    Rong Fanghua originally thought that her watercolor paintings were lifelike, much better than her eldest sister's random scribbling, but unexpectedly, the new female teacher praised Rong Fanglin as an impressionist.  But then Feng Shizhen pointed out what she was best at, Gongbi, saying that their artistic attainments were generally good.  She was so surprised that she stayed for a long time, seemed to have figured out something, and smiled affectionately at Feng Shizhen.

    Miss Rong sent the twin sisters to fly kites and asked the servants to bring refreshments.

    Feng Shizhen asked the eldest and second young ladies about their homework.  Rong Fanglin answered two questions in English, and Feng Shizhen corrected several minor mistakes.  Rong Fanglin accepted the instruction with an open mind and repeated the answer seriously.

    Feng Shizhen has seen many stupid and arrogant young ladies, and it is rare to see such a humble and studious one, so he is a little surprised.

    "I don't hide it from Miss Feng," Rong Fanglin said. "Last year and this year, I went to the Chinese and Western Girls' School twice and failed. My father said he wanted to donate some money to the school, but I didn't want my classmates to make fun of me behind my back.  Since I was not qualified, I made a military order with my parents, and I must rely on my own ability to pass the exam."

    Rong Fanghua also said: "My uncle's cousin Jing went to a Chinese and Western girls' school, and later got admitted to study abroad at public expense. She is very handsome. Dad told us girls that if we can't go to university, we must obey him.  Arranged marriages. Nowadays, people are talking about new women and oppose old-style arranged marriages. Dad is really disgusted by this. My eldest sister and I both want to go to university, and I want to be a professor in the future!"

    Feng Shizhen smiled and said: "The two ladies are so eager to learn. As a husband, I am really relieved. To succeed, one part depends on luck, three parts depends on talent, and the rest depends on hard work. The two of you are so motivated.  The heart is not afraid of getting twice the result with half the effort and getting what you want.¡±

     Rong Fanglin said: "Mr. Feng mainly teaches the three of us. My second sister and I have the same training, but the eldest brother is a little difficult to handle, so I have to worry about it."

    Feng Shizhen held the tea cup and asked curiously: "The eldest young master has graduated from middle school, so it can't be too bad, right?"

    Rong Fanglin's beautiful face showed a contemptuous sneer similar to Mrs. Rong's, "That military school is called a middle school, but it is specially used to discipline naughty children. My eldest brother was disobedient when he was a child, so his father sent him to learn the rules.  Now I may have learned some rules, but my homework has been delayed.¡±

    Rong Fanghua said quickly: "My eldest brother's grades are too bad, no university is willing to accept him."

    Rong Fanglin glared at the girl, Rong Fanghua smiled and lowered her head to drink tea.

    The two twin girls made a garland of flowers and plants and brought it to Feng Shizhen with a smile.  Feng Shizhen put a wreath on his head and thanked the little girl in French.  The girls ran away laughing again.

    On an autumn morning, the sun is warm and birds are chirping on the branches.  Autumn chrysanthemums are beginning to bloom in the yard, and violin music is playing on the gramophone in the house. The soothing melody is accompanied by the light fragrance of flowers, floating in the wind.

    It is as quiet and beautiful as a paradise.  The high wall of the Rong family with barbed wire completely isolated these ladies from the stormy and turbulent world outside.

    Feng Shizhen tasted the rose-scented black tea and cast his gaze into the distance.

    In the autumn light, two tall figures walked through the stone arch covered with wisteria and walked towards this side.

    "Brother Yunchi is here!"

    ¡°Brother, come quickly and meet Mr. Feng!¡±

    The twins were like two enthusiastic birds, chirping and swooping over.  A young man with a flat head picked them both up and spun them around.  The little girls squealed with excitement.

    Feng Shizhen put down his teacup, stood up, and walked to the door of the pavilion.

    The wind blew the shadows of the trees so erratically that Feng Shizhen couldn't open his eyes for a while.  When her vision became clear, the tall young man in a snow-white shirt was already standing in front of the pavilion, looking up at her.

    The music of the violin rotated and entered the climax, and the powerful notes flew up and scattered in every corner of the garden.

    The sun, which was approaching noon, was bright and illuminated everything.  The sun caused a slight burning sensation on the skin, but a coldness overflowed from deep inside the body.

    It was only one day since we last met, but it felt like a lifetime ago.

    Wu Yunchi put down the two little girls and said softly, "Eh", his calm eyes calmly moved to Feng Shizhen's astonished face from the expressionless face above, and then back again.  His move attracted a confused glance from Rong Fanglin.

    Feng Shizhen slowly walked down the steps of the pavilion and stood in front of the eldest young master of the Rong family. His hands trembled slightly and he stretched out towards him.

    "Hello, young master, I am the new tutor, my surname is Feng."

    Because she was trying her best to suppress her nervous emotions, her voice was dry and seemed a little dull.  At exactly this time, the music ended, and the garden suddenly fell into an eerie silence.

    Then, there was no accusation, no cynicism, not even a hint of doubt.

    Rong Jiashang¡¯s eyes were as dark as midnight and cold, he nodded reservedly, and shook Feng Shizhen¡¯s hand like he was testing the temperature of the water.

    "It's time to work."

    The young man¡¯s voice was deep and clear, but there was no emotional ups and downs at all.  Before Feng Shizhen could react, he turned around and strode away.

    "Huh? You" Wu Yunchi, who was waiting for a good show, was disappointed. He waved to Rong Fanglin and ran away after Rong Jia.

    Rong Fanglin looked at Feng Shizhen curiously, "Mr. Feng knows my eldest brother?"

    Feng Shizhen admired himself for being able to adjust his emotions in such a short period of time and made a confused and innocent expression.

    "I don't know you. But the eldest young master seems to dislike me very much."

    "Big brother treats everyone like this." Rong Fanghua sneered, "Mom said, he has had this temper since he was a child, and it's not directed at anyone."

    Feng Shizhen stood under the scorching sun, but still felt chills climbing up his spine and soaking into the seams of his bones.  She squeezed her hands tightly, and the pain from her nails digging into her palms calmed her down.

    No matter how naive and ignorant the eldest young master of the Rong family is, he would not think that a single woman from a good family would go to a dance hall to find a man to dance with.  However, he did not immediately expose Feng Shizhen, nor did he refuse to accept this new tutor, which shows that he was very thoughtful.  But this situation was good for Feng Shizhen. She didn't have to be kicked out just after entering, and she had time to think about how to deal with it.

    The music sounded again, but the beautiful garden scenery with birds singing and fragrant flowers had lost its luster in Feng Shizhen's eyes.

    She clearly realized that this dangerous game had officially begun.  #####(Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com)The beauty of the floral garden has lost its luster in Feng Shizhen's eyes.

    She clearly realized that this dangerous game had officially begun.  #####(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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