I Repeated The Same Day For 500 Years

"Good, that's good." Jiang Tong smiled and moved her hand away from the door. She took a step back with one hand in her pocket and turned to look at the drawing board on the shelf. She had been looking at it before and saw Lin Huanhuan's unfinished drawing.

Seeing that Jiang Tong no longer wanted to make things difficult for her, Lin Huanhuan leaned against the door and calmed herself down. Then, she looked at Jiang Tong's back with a fierce expression. She rolled her eyes, pursed her lips, and walked forward, pulling the corner of Jiang Tong's clothes.

Jiang Tong felt it and looked down at Lin Huanhuan.

"Teacher, I was wrong. I'm sorry. Can you delete the recording?" Lin Huanhuan had a pitiful look on her face as she spoke in a low voice. Her eyes were red, and she looked very well-behaved and lovely.

"It depends on your performance," Jiang Tong smiled.

"Teacher, I'm begging you," Lin Huanhuan said coyly.

"Don't be so annoying," replied Jiang Tong. Lin Huanhuan didn't dare to make a scene, but she didn't give up. She pulled Jiang Tong's clothes and said pitifully, "Then Teacher... can you not hit me? I'm not a bad child, you wouldn't have the heart to hit a child, would you?"

Of course, Lin Huanhuan wasn't a bad child. If she was, she could have just called Lin Muyu over instead of 'scaring' her. She just wanted to scare her teacher away.

"If you listen to me, don't make your father angry, and learn how to draw, why would I hit you? Don't worry," Jiang Tong looked at Lin Huanhuan with a smile. "Be good and everyone will be happy."

"Yes, yes, I'll be obedient." Lin Huanhuan nodded her head like a chicken pecking at rice. She thought about it and let go of Jiang Tong's clothes. She said, "Then, Teacher, I'll go back to my room and change my coat. I can't let dad see that my clothes are ruined." She looked very careful and pitiful.

"Yes, go ahead." Jiang Tong nodded.

Lin Huanhuan left the studio. Before she left, she opened the door to check if Lin Muyu was in the living room. Then, she went out and ran back to her room. Lin Huanhuan's room had a girlish vibe to it. There were dolls everywhere. After Lin Huanhuan closed the door, she didn't change her clothes. Instead, she walked quickly to the cabinet and picked up her phone. When she was looking through her contact list, she even turned back to look at the door as if she was afraid that someone would come in. Finally, she dialed a number. The call went through quickly.

"Hello, Sister Shanshan, I was bullied..." Lin Huanhuan said in an aggrieved tone.

"Eh? Who was it? Who bullied our Huanhuan?" The voice on the other end of the phone exploded. It was a girl's voice that sounded like a gangster.

"It's an adult. Sister Shanshan, can you tell Brother Datong about it..." Lin Huanhuan continued.

"Motherf*cker, who dares to bully you! They must be heartless and so daring to do such a thing! Huanhuan, don't be afraid. I'll get a hundred people to beat them to death!" Sister Shanshan said angrily on the other end of the phone.

"What... What do you mean by 'to death'? Sister Shanshan, don't be rash." Lin Huanhuan was a little scared when she heard that. She was only 14 years old, so of course, she was scared when she heard that.

"Someone actually dared to bully our Huanhuan. If we don't beat them to death, are we going to leave them alone?" The voice on the phone was still irascible. In fact, when she said she would beat Jiang Tong to death, it was just an expression of anger.

"But you don't have to kill, do you?" Lin Huanhuan didn't know that she was just saying it for show. Huanhuan was worried and wanted to stop Sister Shanshan.

"Huanhuan, don't bother yourself with this. Tell me who bullied you first," Shanshan asked.

"My dad found me a tutor," Lin Huanhuan said.

"Home tutor?" The other party's tone eased a little. She even laughed and said, "I thought it was something else. Your father found you a tutor. We don't dare to interfere. Besides, can't you handle it yourself? The last time..."

"It's different this time. The tutor is really bad this time. The tutor even recorded my conversation, and then I..." Lin Huanhuan roughly explained the situation. She did not hide the method she used to get rid of the tutor from her friends, so there was nothing she could not say. "I don't even dare to let my father know that I don't want to learn how to draw. The tutor said that if I don't study well, I'll be beaten up..."

"This old man is not bad. He has so many tricks up his sleeve," Sister Shanshan said after listening.

"It's not an old man. It's a woman in her twenties. She's quite pretty," Lin Huanhuan said the last sentence in a very low voice.