To be fair, he does have some skills.
Thinking of his practiced movements, Su Ping subconsciously asked the question.
How did you learn these skills? Are you frequently injured?
Su Ping's words made Song Qi's expression even colder. If he had a slight smile on his lips just now, he now looked like someone owed him money.
"Yeah, when I was little."
Song Qi gave a mumbled reply and then turned his back to her without saying anything more, ignoring the fact that Su Ping hadn't finished speaking.
Why are you suddenly unhappy again?
Su Ping was stunned, not expecting that a boy's emotions would change so quickly.
As Song Qi sat back down in his chair, his thoughts gradually drifted away.
He knew these things because some bad kids would often bully him and his sister when he was in junior high school. When his sister, who was half a head taller than him, stood in front of him, Song Qi remembered the faces of those who bullied them.
Then they went back to their sister one by one to return the blows and kicks she had received, so injuries were inevitable.
So over time, as those bad kids stopped bothering them, he was able to handle some sprains and bruises on his own.
Seeing that Song Qi had his back to her and seemed unwilling to communicate much, Su Ping didn't have the appetite to try and win him over, so she simply sat back down and continued reading.
At six o'clock in the evening, Song Qi slung his backpack over his shoulder and prepared to leave.
"Senior, you can familiarize yourself with this book in the next couple of days. I'll ask you questions next time."
Su Ping's smile vanished again because of his words.
After studying all afternoon, her head was a little numb. She thought about getting these things as far away as possible so she wouldn't have to see them or be bothered by them.
Who knew that Song Qi seemed to have anticipated her thoughts, shattering her beautiful fantasy with just one sentence.
"Hmm? Senior, why aren't you saying anything? You can tell me if you have any questions."
Seeing that Su Ping remained silent, Song Qi kindly spoke up.
Su Ping resisted the urge to roll her eyes, forced a smile, and went to open the door.
"Okay, Teacher Song, take care, Teacher Song!"
Hearing how she addressed him, Song Qi raised an eyebrow.
Just a moment ago downstairs she was Xiao Song, and now she's a teacher?
"Pingping, how's your learning going?"
Su Ping was surprised to find someone standing outside the door, and it was her father, Su Zhinan.
She was so startled that she stumbled and almost fell to the ground.
"uncle."
When Song Qi saw Su Zhinan, he greeted him politely.
Su Zhinan's gaze fell on Song Qi, and the more he looked at him, the more he liked him.
He didn't know what kind of eyes his daughter had that she would fall for that Xu family boy.
If it were him, he would definitely like the boy in front of him.
Before Su Zhinan could speak, Su Ping quickly said, "Dad, we just finished. Teacher Song said it's time for him to go home, and I was just about to see him off."
After Su Ping finished speaking, she quickly winked at Song Qi behind her, hoping that he would be sensible and not say anything out of line.
Song Qi understood, smiled, nodded and said, "Yes, senior is very smart, you did quite well today."
Hearing him praise his daughter, Su Zhinan's face lit up with a smile, and he quickly replied.
"Teacher Song, what are you saying? I know my own daughter well. It must be because you taught her well."
Seeing Su Zhinan's expression, Su Ping knew something was wrong and quickly said, "Dad, it's getting late, and Teacher Song has to go back for dinner. You can chat another time."
Unexpectedly, Su Zhinan belatedly slapped his forehead and said, "I had forgotten why I came up here if you hadn't mentioned it. I asked Aunt Mei to prepare some food. If you don't mind, Teacher Song, you've worked hard too. Why don't you go back after dinner?"
Just when Su Ping thought Song Qi would refuse, she heard him readily agree: "Okay, then I'll trouble you."
At the dinner table, Su Ping watched Song Qi eat without changing his expression, and the more she thought about it, the more frustrated she became.
So much so that they didn't even realize they had poked a hole in the rice in their bowl.
Su Zhinan felt a little uncomfortable seeing his daughter staring so intently at the boy.
“Pingping…”
Su Ping seemed not to hear, her gaze on Song Qi growing increasingly sharp.
She always felt that Song Qi gave her an indescribable feeling, as if he was not originally this kind of person, but deliberately showed this side of himself in front of her.
Why is that?
Aunt Mei, standing to the side, could hardly bear to watch; she hadn't expected her young mistress to be so... after finally becoming enlightened.
Not only did the two of them get injured after spending the whole afternoon in the room, but now they're being stared at like this in front of everyone, even at the dinner table.
Even she admired the tutor's composure; he could eat without flinching while being stared at like that.
"Young man, have a bowl of chicken soup. There are some tonics in it."
Faced with the chicken soup Aunt Mei served him, Song Qi glanced at the goji berries floating on top with a strange expression.
Although she meant well, why did he have such a strange feeling about her?
He couldn't quite put his finger on what was strange about it.
It wasn't until he saw the way Aunt Mei looked at Su Ping that he vaguely guessed what was going on.
Did she misunderstand something?
"Xiao Song, I heard you went to the same school as Pingping?"
Su Zhinan is very talkative in private, and asked casually.
Song Qi nodded and politely replied, "Yes, Senior Su is a year ahead of me."
Su Ping was a little embarrassed. If you're going to answer, just answer. Why did you have to add that last sentence? Doesn't she have any pride?
After staring for so long, Su Ping's stomach suddenly growled; she was hungry.
Thinking about what happened in the afternoon, she felt more and more aggrieved, and started eating her rice as if to vent her anger.
The more Su Zhinan looked at Song Qi, the more he felt that this young man had a very calm and composed personality, neither arrogant nor impatient, so he couldn't help but ask another question.
"Xiao Song, how many people are in your family now? What do your parents do for a living?"
Song Qi's expression remained unchanged as he calmly replied, "Two. My parents have passed away, leaving only my sister and me."
Su Zhinan was surprised by his family's situation and felt a little embarrassed, so he didn't ask any more questions.
The meal was eaten in a rather quiet manner. Finally, Su Zhinan looked at Song Qi, sighed inwardly, and said...
“You and our Pingping get along quite well. If you don’t mind, you can come over for meals often in the future.”
Su Ping was surprised that Su Zhinan would say such a thing, and looked at him in disbelief.
Is her father getting old and his eyesight not very good? How did he know that they got along well?
Song Qi nodded and replied with a smile, "Okay."
Their seemingly obedient and well-behaved appearance is very deceptive.
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