Yaowang woke up to the alarm sound he set regularly at sharp six. Everything was beautiful as always, bird chirping outside his window, the cold morning breeze. He surely had a nice sleep. Stretching his body, he didn't remember what time he jumped to his bed because the last thing he remember was working on his assignment, on the desk.

His eyes widen as he remember clearly the night before. He was falling asleep while doing his assignment, how did he ended up on his bed? And talk about assignment, had he save it? He better did because he don't want to do it all over again. Quickly he jumped off the bed to check his laptop.

He turned it on and check his file.

Weird, as he scroll further, all the translation was done. Not to mention perfectly, with good tenses and good terminology. He was sure he rarely got A in English.

It was like a hit on the head when he remember another thing. Last night he had a guess. An annoying guess to be precise.

Yang Yeming.

It must be the boy who put him on his bed and finished his assignment. It must be him. While thinking about the possible scenarios how he took him to bed, he felt his cheek burning, he shook his head violently as bridal style cross his mind.

 

 

 

"Yeming!"  Ms. Lau called him after math class ended. She was still sitting on her chair, collecting papers and books.

"Yes Ms. Lau? Is there anything?" He answered eagerly. He was so passionate that day, its like his buttons are all pushed green.

"Do you remember about math tutorial I recommended you to take?"

"Yes Miss, I was waiting for that actually." He couldn't let his math drop down again this year he promises himself.

"Good, because I already had my collegue to help you out. You may start this Saturday. I think once a week is enough, unless you need more then you can consult your tutor." Ms. Lau finished her briefing by handed him a note, the tutors phone number. "You can contact Mr. Yin. Message will do because he rarely can take phone call since his packed schedule. Hope you two can get along well."

"Sure Miss. Thank you very much." Yeming walked down to his desk once Ms. Lau dismissed him.

He took a glance to the note on his hand. He curious how Mr. Yin will be. He was imagining a big fat man with bald head, old fashioned glasses and neatly ironed shirt. Typically so called smart people. He chuckled a little.

Not wasting more time, he fished out his phone and type a message to his assigned tutor.

 

To : Mr. Yin Good afternoon Mr. Yin.
I am Ms. Lau's student who assigned you as my math tutor.
What time will we meet tomorrow and where?

 

The reply came after half hour.

 

From : Mr. Yin Good afternoon.
Tomorrow 10am, public library.
Is that fit you?

 

Sounds friendly, Yeming thought.

 

To : Mr. Yin Sure Mr. Yin. See you tomorrow.

 

 

 

Yaowang put down his phone alongside his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose. Silently cheered himself about his finished english assignment thanks to the annoying boy and now he just have to complete his design of urban house.

"Mr Yin," a girl sat in the middle of the class raise her hand, "what if the variable were changed to A or B, will it change the resul