![]() She still was so focused on her screen that she probably didn't realize what had just happened. "Oh, um, Mrs.Shu, come into my office to talk about Ryan's test grades." "Why? Did he get a 99? Young man, don't you dare." And so Ryan was left with the receptionist. "What? I would never do that without her consent!" Ryan gave him his famous help-I-am-about-to-die-here-plz-just-save-me look. He had to act calm and pretend it was a normal question. He follows my instructions very well-" "Hi, Dr.Drew, sorry to interrupt but um, can you hypnotize my mom?" Ryan blurted out, hoping that his mom still thought hypnotize meant respect, responsibility, and all that mom stuff. "How are your lessons with Eric?" Panicked, Ryan used every attention-grabbing technique he knew, including (but not limited to): waving frantically, pointing at mom, bulging eye technique (it's an ancient Chinese art form), facepalming, head banging, etc. "The pleasure is all mine" Dr.Drew said, shaking the hand firmly. Ryan slid behind his mothers back and started mouthing "hypnotize her" to Dr.Drew. It's actually pronounced Dr.Drew." "Oh yes, Dr.Drool (It's Dr.Drew you woman! DREsaid, extending an arm for a handshake. "Like the front desk lady said (Ryan doesn't know how to say receptionist in Mandarin), Dr.Drew has a lot of appointments and won't-" Ladies and gentlemen! Dr.Drew entering stage right! What a convenient time to come! His best hope was to stall and wait for her to leave. There was no reasonable way to say no to this request. I just want to watch one." Holy poop Ryan thought. I just wanted know see what you're learning in your classes. He doesn't have time to talk right now." Ryan translated into Mandarin. (She's probably playing Minesweeper.) "She's saying that Dr.Drew is a very busy person. "Like I said already ma'm, Dr.Drew is coming in a few minutes." The receptionist said without looking up from her computuer. "Can I speak with teacher?" She stammered in broken English. "I have to meet him!" She turned to the receptionist. ![]() "You must think this Dr.Drue is a good teacher! You never ask for additional lessons for any prep school!" Mrs.Shu discussed while they sat in the waiting room. ![]() His mom was going to be suspicious about him actually looking forward to a "math competition prep class". When the time finally rolled around for the lesson, Ryan felt ecstatic. It was going to be a long 6-day wait until his next session with Dr.Drew. Ryan's mind drifted back to the calculus work in front of him. (I could tell you but that would spoil the entire series.) He didn't know, or at least couldn't remember what happened when Dr.Drew hypnotized him. At least that's how he imagined himself as a dog. He imagined his mother's horrified expression as she discovered her son wearing a collar and drooling on the floor or tearing up shoes. Then someone would have to take it off for him. He wanted to put it on now, but he knew he couldn't. It felt so good to bark and listen to Dr.Drew. Ryan thought back to when he wore the collar. It was thick and leathery, and it made Ryan sweat.
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