231 Little Tang is Outraged
After escaping the encirclement of his three roommates, mixed with teasing and admiration, Wang Heng arrived at Pei Ningle’s apartment.
As soon as he entered, he said, “The mentor of ‘Sing My Song’ is really hands-off, just pointed out a direction and left the rest for you to figure out?”
The girl who opened the door for Wang Heng stood in front of him, nodded, and was about to speak. But at this moment, a small head poking out from the bedroom attracted his attention.
Wang Heng had seen that little girl just a few days ago, so of course he remembered—wasn’t that Lu Qi’s little cousin?
“Why is that child here?” Wang Heng asked quickly in a low voice.
Pei Ningle: “I’m tutoring her…”
Wang Heng was completely shocked. “You really dare to teach!”
“What do you mean ‘really dare to teach’?” Pei Ningle was unhappy on the spot. “I’m a high school graduate at least. Can’t I tutor a first-year junior high kid?”
Behind the girl, the little girl Fu Jiu said weakly, “Sister Little Le, I’m a middle school student, not a kid…”
Pei Ningle: “Be quiet, we adults are talking!”
Fu Jiu closed her mouth.
Wang Heng stared at the girl in front of him and teased, “Then what did you tutor her in?”
Pei Ningle: “Math!”
Wang Heng: “Doing problems? Or explaining knowledge points?”
Pei Ningle: “Knowledge points!”
Wang Heng: “What knowledge points did you explain?”
Pei Ningle thought for a moment, turned to the little girl and said, “Little Jiu, tell him what I just taught you.”
Fu Jiu tugged at her pigtails, thought hard for a long time, and finally squeezed out one word: “Chords?”
Wang Heng burst out laughing. “Pfft!”
Pei Ningle: “…”
After laughing, Wang Heng sighed. “You’d better prepare the arrangement properly. I’ll handle the tutoring.”
**
Compared to tutoring Ye Xun, tutoring Fu Jiu was obviously much more difficult. But for Wang Heng, who already had a lot of experience, it wasn’t too hard. In half an hour, he explained many important knowledge points to this little girl.
Half an hour was already the limit. Any longer, and Fu Jiu wouldn’t be able to sit still at all.
So Wang Heng came to Pei Ningle and asked, “Did Peng Xiaoya tell you the specific arrangement? For example, when is the rehearsal?”
The girl was holding a guitar at this time. Hearing this, she looked up and thought for a moment, saying, “Go on stage in ten days, go over five days in advance to discuss with the band, and rehearse three days in advance.”
Wang Heng: “There’s a lot more time this time.”
Pei Ningle smiled. “Of course! By the way, I just sent a message to Little Xuan, but she has classes today, so she can only come on the weekend. She also said that the students around her already know she is a manager. Even the counselor specifically told her that she can ask for leave from the school before the next round of competition starts, and the school will definitely approve it!”
Wang Heng: “Hmm, that’s not bad…”
Pei Ningle blinked her big eyes and asked softly, “Don’t your roommates know me? They should know too, right?”
Wang Heng shook his head. “No. Fewer and fewer people watch TV these days. Your fame hasn’t reached that level yet. And unlike Little Xuan, I wasn’t on camera.”
“Is that so…” The girl sighed, seeming a little disappointed. “Are you unwilling to tell your roommates?”
Wang Heng: “It’s not that I’m unwilling. I just like the feeling of hiding my merit and fame. I don’t like showing off.”
Pei Ningle: “Don’t like showing off?”
Wang Heng nodded affirmatively. “That’s right!”
Are you kidding? In the first timeline, when he was most showy and successful, he had substantial relationships with his boss Lu Qi and the star Pei Ningle almost at the same time, and was accompanied by Han Yixuan and Ye Xun… and then he was yandere-d.
Making a fortune requires silence. How could he not engrave this life lesson learned with his life in his heart?
**
When Wang Heng returned to the dormitory, the scene before him stunned him.
He saw Tang Hexing sitting on the bed, holding a cotton swab in his right hand and his little white cat in his left—the kitten twisted vigorously in his arms, showing none of its usual obedience.
Wang Ke and Fu Hanwen stood by, each holding a mobile phone, with the video recording mode on.
“What are you doing?” Wang Heng couldn’t help shouting, “Filming a cat video!”
Fu Hanwen: “Your wording is really apt…”
Wang Heng rushed over in a few steps and held down Tang Hexing.
Then he said solemnly, “None of us are veterinary majors. Are you sure about sticking a cotton swab in?”
Tang Hexing asked back blankly, “Didn’t you say that?”
Wang Heng: “I’m not the president. Do you really listen to me?”
Tang Hexing: “But you are Teacher Wang!”
Wang Heng sighed.
Because Han Yixuan in the first timeline also raised a female cat, which also went into heat before sterilization, Wang Heng and Han Yixuan had checked how to deal with it back then. Using a cotton swab was actually not a particularly suitable choice.
“Cotton swabs break easily inside. If that happens, it will be big trouble,” Wang Heng explained. “And cotton swabs can also cause infection. So, if you don’t sterilize it, give it a massage.”
Tang Hexing looked blank. “How to massage?”
“Like this…”
Wang Heng took the cat from his arms and first stroked its soft back along the fur to prevent it from being too uneasy.
After a while, the little white cat raised its butt, tilted its tail to one side, and its hind paws stepped back and forth…
So Wang Heng concentrated his fire and massaged the part of its back close to the tail, using various techniques such as kneading, rubbing, cutting, and pressing, dazzling the three otaku roommates.
Although Wang Heng hadn’t used this set of techniques on cats before, it seemed quite effective now.
“Meow… mmm… meow…”
The little white cat lay on his lap, squinting its eyes, and emitting long sounds from its small mouth, making it hard to tell whether it was calling or moaning. The next moment, a few drops of clear but viscous liquid were secreted from the part under the root of the little white cat’s tail.
Before the liquid fell on his pants, Wang Heng hurriedly put it on the ground.
“Is it done?”
Asking casually, Tang Hexing bent down to pick up the little white cat. However, the usually obedient kitten actually dodged its owner’s hand and deliberately hid by Wang Heng’s feet.
Tang Hexing’s expression froze instantly.
Fu Hanwen, who was filming with his phone, murmured, “The legendary… NTR right in front of the husband?”
Wang Ke: “And she changed her heart?”
Tang Hexing pointed at Wang Heng, then looked down at the blurred eyes of the little white cat, his face full of shock. “Teacher Wang, I treat you as a brother, and you actually NTR me!”
Wang Heng looked innocent. “You asked me to help, and it’s just a cat!”
Fu Hanwen and Wang Ke burst out laughing.
Tang Hexing: “You’re still laughing? Still filming?”
