[Chapter 78 Chapter 78 The Female Teacher’s Dog Training Rules (5)]
Tong Ruhai was skeptical about Yan Qing's words.
The little girl looks so young that she could be said to be a Taoist nun in a TV drama.
Traditional Chinese medicine practitioners are good at observing, smelling, asking and palpating. He just thought that Yan Qing had some knowledge of medicine and was the only one who could directly see the problem in his body.
He was an atheist and did not fully believe in Buddhism or Taoism. He donated to temples and built statues of Buddha only for the sake of profit.
Most businessmen are like this.
But when he returned home, his eyebrows twitched, and he still ordered people to stay away from the center of the hall.
At night, there was a knock on the study door.
"Master, the light in the hall suddenly fell down." The butler stepped forward to report, "Fortunately, no one was injured."
Tong Ruhai let out a breath, picked up the crutches beside the table and left the study.
The crystal chandelier weighing dozens of kilograms smashed the mahogany coffee table, leaving fragments all over the floor, and a lot of them splashed onto the sofa.
The maid, who was holding a rag and preparing to clean the coffee table, was called aside by the housekeeper. She looked dazed because of the shock.
Yan Qing's reminder invisibly saved a life.
"All servants present today will be given 100,000 yuan in compensation." Tong Ruhai tightly grasped the handle of his cane, "Old Li, block the news and have someone find out the cause of the accident."
When the non-human results came out, he breathed a sigh of relief.
There was an earthquake in the nearby area, and the tremor was also felt in Beijing. As a result, one of the fixing screws loosened, causing the crystal chandelier to fall.
Precisely because it was an accident, it further proves Yan Qing’s ability to predict the future.
If it hadn't been dark, he would have rushed to Qingyun Temple immediately.
Thinking of the other divination Yan Qing had given him, he excitedly asked the butler to check it out himself.
Instead, I didn't think about investigating Yan Qing's background.
For fear of disturbing the capable real person.
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It was still early when Yan Qing came down from the mountain. She calmly went to the rental shop to return the clothes and get her deposit back.
The original owner didn't have much money in the card. Although the salary offered by the academy was not low, after paying the rent, water and electricity bills, the rest had to be used to enroll in master classes to improve his piano skills.
Her dream is to become a piano master.
It's quite expensive.
Fortunately, she is indeed talented, otherwise she would not be qualified to be a teacher at Shenghui College.
If you need money, you have to make money. Mr. Tong is definitely the best partner.
The evening clouds sink away, and the dark sky sets in the west.
Yan Qing waited at the entrance of the alley, waiting for the key person to arrive.
Tong Yu's mother was with the eldest son of the Tong family. After being dumped, she found out that she was pregnant. She was so proud that she decided to be a single mother.
Perhaps because she couldn't let go of Young Master Tong, she simply gave her son the surname Tong.
Later she died in an accident, and the young Tong Yu was sent to an orphanage.
In the plot, he will be blackmailed and beaten up by gangsters today, and will be picked up by the heroine at night after being injured.
The boy always remembered the kindness of the heroine in giving him medicine, so after he returned to his roots, he was determined to rescue her from the control of several men.
Unfortunately, when he was found, Mr. Tong had already passed away.
The unruly young master has no talent at all, and the company's decisions keep going wrong.
In this situation, he took over a dilapidated house that was leaking everywhere, and of course he could not compete with the male protagonists' city fortress.
His number of appearances is even less than his father's.
It's really miserable.
Yan Qing discovered that in the plot of "The Brainless God", all the supporting characters serve the male and female protagonists, and their existence is to highlight the strength of the male protagonist.
Even the heroine is an appendage of the hero.
Bai Suxue from the previous dimension is like this, and so is Yang Shu in this world.
She began to wonder if those male protagonists contained fragments of the souls of some so-called main gods.
Chaotic footsteps were heard, Yan Qing turned his head and saw a thin boy being pushed to the ground by several yellow-haired boys.
The fifteen-year-old boy was tall and thin, and from her angle, she could only see his back.
Yan Qing saw him throw his schoolbag aside, throw away his glasses and roll up his sleeves, looking like he was ready to get down to work.
A bit courageous.
She raised her eyebrows, folded her arms and leaned against the wall, intending to see how the young man could fight five people at once.
But he quickly covered his face and squatted on the ground, shouting, "Don't hit people in the face!"
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Yan Qing and Xiao Ba were both stunned.
The yellow-haired guys who were frightened by his initial momentum froze unnaturally, and quickly showed anger of being fooled.
"Beat him! Beat him hard!"
Several people surrounded him and started punching and kicking him, while the boy curled up and protected his face.
The turtle hides its head in its shell, and he wants to put his head in his crotch.
I don't want to care about his vulnerable parts, his face is the most important.
Yan Qing waited until he was hit a few times before walking over. He kicked a stone with his foot and hit the leading thug right in the knee, forcing him to kneel on one knee.
"If you don't leave now, the police will come."
The phone flipped between his fingers, spinning like a butterfly knife.
In China, where the rule of law is strict, the word "police" is enough to intimidate a few young thugs.
As the leader limped away, he did not forget to look back at Yan Qing, with surprise in his eyes.
"Wu, martial arts master! Flying stones and hidden weapons!"
"Brother, stop being violent. If you don't run away, you'll be in jail!"
The other two people carried the person on the left and right and ran away quickly.
Yan Qing kicked Tong Yu, who was almost curled up in a circle, with his toes: "Why don't you get up?"
The young man carefully let go of his hands that were covering his face, looked to the side again and again, and stood up without looking at her.
Instead, he put on his glasses that he had thrown aside first, then he bowed to her while holding his schoolbag: "Thank you."
He straightened his back and spoke in a clear voice, appearing polite and courteous, completely different from the cowardly person he was just now.
When he looked up and saw Yan Qing clearly, his eyes suddenly lit up and two blushes quickly appeared on his face.
"Sister, can you date me?" He took two steps forward and approached Yan Qing. "My name is Tong Yu, I'm 180.5cm tall, I have good grades and no bad habits."
A somewhat immature boy with thick black eyebrows and bright star-like eyes.
He looks gentle and handsome, with two dimples on his cheeks when he smiles.
At this moment, he kept staring at Yan Qing, and even his silver-rimmed glasses could not hide the obsession in his eyes.
Yan Qing is 172cm tall, and with the high heels on, her figure is not much different from his.
She pinched the boy's chin, raised her eyes and asked, "You've never seen a woman before, little brother? Why do you want to talk about love with your sister the first time you meet?"
Tong Yu glanced at her, her long eyelashes cast a shy shadow on her face, and the blush on her cheeks spread to behind her ears.
I answered her honestly, "I've never seen anyone with breasts as big as yours, a waist as thin as yours, and a butt as perky as yours."
Yan Qing was wearing the baggy clothes from the original owner's wardrobe, but with some improvements.
The long skirt was cut into a short skirt, and the wide T-shirt was tied at the waist, outlining her proud curves.
Her figure just hit the boy's spot.
I couldn't help but look at her infatuatedly, and my face turned red with embarrassment.
Yan Qing paused with her hand pinching his chin. This scene made her look like a bully who was molesting a good young wife.
"Sister, can you be my girlfriend?" He pinched his hands shyly, "I can definitely satisfy you."
Yan Qing glanced at him up and down: "I don't talk to brothers who are too young."
The boy was so anxious that he grabbed her hand and said loudly with a red face: "I am not small!"
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