"Yuigahama, if possible, can you give me your previous test papers? In this way, I don't have to test you specially." Hasegawa Kenichi asked Yuigahama Yui.
"Ah?" Yuigahama Yui was stunned, then blushed, a little shy.
Looking at Yuigahama Yui like this, Hasegawa Kenichi couldn't help but frowned. What was Yuigahama Yui's reaction like this?
Soon, Hasegawa Kenichi knew what was going on. Looking at Yuigahama Yui's test papers, there were almost all diagonal lines on them, with only a few circles. Finally, looking at the score, it barely reached two digits.
Hasegawa Kenichi frowned and looked up at Yuigahama Yui.
Yuigahama Yui lowered her head, blushing and dared not speak.
"Well, I think we should start from the most basic." Hasegawa Kenichi sighed in his heart when he saw Yuigahama Yui like this.
"Hmm." Yuigahama Yui nodded repeatedly when she heard this. A good foundation is good. If the difficulty is a little higher, she can't understand it at all.
"Well, let's not talk about science subjects like mathematics. Let's start with liberal arts subjects such as Chinese and history. Most of these just need to be memorized. You don't need to use your brain too much, and you don't need to calculate or anything. So if you want to improve your grades, it should be relatively simple."
"Hmm." Yuigahama Yui still nodded vigorously.
"Then, let's get started. Let's start from here..."
"Hmm."
Yuigahama Yui seemed to be unable to speak. Every time Hasegawa Kenichi spoke, she just nodded.
Hasegawa Kenichi felt a headache. Obviously, the problem seems to be very simple, and it doesn't even require any logic at all. It's just a liberal arts subject that most people need to memorize. However, why is it more difficult for Yuigahama Yui than how to make a nuclear bomb?
Although he has just started teaching Yuigahama Yui, Hasegawa Kenichi has already realized that tutoring Yuigahama Yui and giving her extra lessons is definitely a difficult problem of hellish difficulty.
"Yuigahama-san, do you understand these?"
"Hmm, hm, hm? What?" Yuigahama Yui blinked her big eyes, which were full of confusion and innocence.
"Let's change a course." Hasegawa Ken's eyes twitched uncontrollably for several times.
"Oh oh oh." Yuigahama Yui nodded quickly.
"Yuigahama-san, let's start from here, look, here..."
"Oh oh oh!"
"..."
"..."
The previous process was repeated again. Kenichi Hasegawa felt his head hurt more and more. This kind of extreme, Kenichi Hasegawa even doubted, how did Yuigahama Yui get into Sobu High School? Obviously Sobu High School is also a key high school, but why can she be admitted to Sobu High School with such grades.
"Dangdangdang!"
The door was knocked. Hearing the knock, Yuigahama Yui let out a long breath. And Kenichi Hasegawa also let out a long sigh of relief. The two people's movements were almost synchronized, and they could see the bitterness on each other's faces when they looked at each other. One can't learn it no matter what, and the other can't teach it no matter what. It's really too difficult. For the two of them, it's simply a torture.
"It's been an hour, you must be tired too. This is a little snack I made, Hasegawa-kun, try it." Mrs. Yuigahama held a plate with beautiful snacks on it, red, green, and yellow, bright colors, quite beautiful.
"Thank you, Mrs. Yuigahama." Hasegawa Kenichi forced a smile and thanked Mrs. Yuigahama.
Mrs. Yuigahama looked at Hasegawa Kenichi's face, which was a little pale, as if he was racking his brains. Then she looked at her daughter, who was also frustrated. She had a bad feeling in her heart.
"Um, Hasegawa-kun, Yui, her grades--"
"Well, she, she, probably, probably didn't have a good foundation before, so, if she wants to take tutoring, she has to start from the basics, um, the basics of the basics. If possible, do you still have Yuigahama's junior high school textbooks?" Hasegawa Kenichi forced a smile and asked Mrs. Yuigahama politely.
"..." Mrs. Yuigahama looked at Kenichi Hasegawa's face, and then listened to Kenichi Hasegawa's words, she knew that things seemed to be worse than she thought: "I'll go look for it."
"Well, it's best to start from the first grade of junior high school. If possible, find some elementary school textbooks."
"Elementary school?" Mrs. Yuigahama widened her eyes, her face full of astonishment. A high school student actually needs elementary school textbooks for remedial classes. This, this is too, too much. Mrs. Yuigahama couldn't help but look at Yuigahama Yui.
Yuigahama Yui buried her head in the two pieces of meat on her chest with shyness.
"Well, if, if it's really, really that difficult, then, don't bother Hasegawa-kun." Mrs. Yuigahama wanted to cry. How useless is her daughter. A high school student has to start remedial classes from elementary school knowledge. In this case, isn't Yuigahama Yui completely hopeless? That's it, why do we need to make up lessons? It's useless, okay?
If her husband hadn't gone away, she would have had the urge to practice the trumpet again.
"Well, maybe, I think, maybe, Yuigahama-san, you can find something you like and learn a skill you like. For example, cooking, or making cakes. This way, whether you find a job or do it yourself in the future, it will be better." Although Hasegawa Kenichi felt that he was a little too much, this was a very sincere suggestion.
"Cooking? Cake?" Mrs. Yuigahama's expression froze again when she heard this.
Mrs. Yuigahama herself is quite virtuous. She does all the housework at home, even cooking, and she does it all by herself. She has never let her daughter cook any food. However, occasionally she would ask Yuigahama Yui to help, such as putting bread or biscuits in the oven and asking Yuigahama Yui to watch the time. But the final result——
Thinking about it makes me cry.
Mrs. Yuigahama felt that she was a very unqualified mother. Not only did she not play any role in learning, but even in the housework and cooking that a woman should control, she was not able to make Yuigahama Yui perform well. No, let alone outstanding performance, she didn't even have an average level. Yuigahama Yui seemed to be useless in any aspect.
Thinking of this, Mrs. Yuigahama was horrified. Her daughter was so bad, what should she do in the future? Can she find a husband? Can she still get married? This useless daughter will not end up in my hands.