Song Chuxian demonstrated the Eight Pieces of Brocade once, which took 12 minutes. It could be fast or slow. Dengxin watched attentively from the side, repeating each movement of the other person in his mind several times.
After finishing, Song Chu said, "Why don't you change your clothes first? Don't tie yourself up, or you won't be able to stretch your limbs properly later."
The lamp wick lowered its head, wearing skinny jeans, a fitted long-sleeved shirt, and a fitted jacket over them... The original owner's clothes were all outdated, and he had only been there for two days and hadn't bought any new ones.
I thought he was annoyed by my clothes.
I breathed a sigh of relief and went upstairs to change. I didn't have many clothes, and not many of them were loose-fitting. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Fu Jinchuan's shirts with the tags still on. There was a whole row of them. That's how simple and unpretentious the rich are.
The lamp wick took a piece of clothing and put it on; it was loose enough.
His build was also similar to Bai Cheng's. Bai Cheng was much shorter than Fu Jinchuan, so Nan Yu's clothes naturally didn't fit.
I'll wear beach shorts.
As they went outside, Song Chu frowned slightly as she looked at the approaching boy. "This shirt, is it yours?"
Nan Yu: Fu Jinchuan's clothes are the same ones I was wearing just now, can I borrow his for a bit?
Hearing him expose Fu Jinchuan, Song Chu felt inexplicably annoyed, and her smile became very forced. "I'll get you two sets of training clothes later."
Looking at the boy's sickly face, it's clear he's suited to wear jade, and jade is also good for one's health.
Song Chu planned to prepare everything for him when she got back.
Nan Yu looked at the man nervously: Is this not okay?
Song Chu: "Okay, the training clothes are comfortable to wear. I'll do it once, and you can do it after me."
Song Chu demonstrated it to him once, and then just reminded him of the movements.
Practicing twice a day is about right.
It's normal to be unfamiliar with something the first time.
"I probably won't be at the Fu residence tomorrow. Remember to practice after dinner. If you can't remember the moves, I'll send them to you later."
Deng Xin was always very obedient, his ill-fitting shirt collar wide open. Song Chu tried to convince himself not to look at what was improper, not to glance around, but he just couldn't help it... (his eyes moved uncontrollably). Nan Yu looked at him, and the man's spine trembled. He quickly looked away.
After finishing the Eight Pieces of Brocade, I rested for a while.
Song Chu used lamp wicks for acupuncture.
Just like the day before yesterday, I took off all my clothes, only covering up the important parts slightly.
Although I wasn't as awkward as I was the first time, I was still embarrassed and a little scared. I asked Song Chu for an eye mask and didn't dare to look at him.
He didn't look, but Song Chu could look at it openly and honestly.
From his feet to his neck, and then to his lips, he was still somewhat pale, but his skin was fair, and his fleshy lips would look very beautiful when kissed...
Song Chu shook his head. A gentleman does not look at what is improper, listen to what is improper, speak what is improper, or do what is improper.
Acupuncture requires concentration, and he quickly focused his mind on poking the lamp wick into a hedgehog shape.
After it was over, Song Chu packed up and left. He had to go to school to teach his students in the afternoon. As for the difference between this class and He Nanxi's class, the latter probably explained it in more detail.
However, some acupuncture techniques are passed down from father to son or apprentice and are not taught to outsiders.
Song Chu taught what he should teach, but he didn't say what he shouldn't.
Acupuncture relies on self-discovery and mastery through practice. Some students, like newborn calves, are fearless and want to try everything. They even try to acupuncture themselves, resulting in hemiplegia after just one attempt.
Song Chu was sometimes afraid of them.
Therefore, I have always been very strict in my teaching.
As he was about to leave, Nan Yu asked, "Are you coming back for dinner tonight?"
Song Chu: "You guys eat, I might not have much time."
Nan Yu: Can I have your contact information? Let me know if you're not coming back, and let me know if you are. You can also send me the names of any dishes you'd like to eat.
Song Chu smiled and nodded.
Nan Yu took out her phone, opened the QR code, and Song Chu scanned it.
The two became friends, and Dengxin smiled at Song Chu.
Song Chu subconsciously patted his head. He was as obedient as a puppy, practically wagging his tail. Nan Yu looked down and sent him a message: ^_^
Song Chu saw what he had sent and replied with a smile: n_n
The wick smiled so happily, its little mouth wide open, that Song Chu's heart melted. So adorable.
"Eat a good lunch, and practice the Eight Pieces of Brocade again before 9 o'clock and two hours before bed. Don't do it after that time."
The wick nodded.
After giving his instructions, Song Chu left, as he had other matters to attend to in the afternoon.
Nan Yu was in a great mood when she saw Song Chu. But as soon as he left, looking at the double happiness symbol in the room and the disgusting 'wedding photo,' Fu Jinchuan didn't have a single smile on his face. On the other hand, the original owner of the body was smiling happily and brightly.
He didn't know if it was because the red color was too oppressive, or because he was affected by the original owner's emotions, or simply because he hated Fu Jinchuan, but looking at the room layout made him feel breathless.
I don't want to live here anymore.
Go find Grandpa Fu.
Grandpa Fu thought he was heartbroken living in the bridal chamber. Since Fu Jinchuan wasn't coming home or answering his phone, he agreed to let Nan Yu move out. The room next door happened to be the one prepared for Song Chu.
night.
Nan Yu asked Fu Jinchuan's assistant for a work schedule, not directly, but because Old Master Fu asked her.
The next day, we started preparing the ingredients and cooking around nine o'clock.
Around 10:30.
He had his family driver take him to the Fu Group building. Old Master Fu had given prior notice. Nan Yu explained his purpose, and the receptionist didn't dare to stop him.
Call and remind your assistant to do it.
Fu Jinchuan's secretary was terrified when she found out.
Mr. Bai is here today, with a wife and a lover. The secretary knows Bai Cheng's grievances, and even if she despises the president's wife in her heart, she doesn't dare to show it on the surface. Fu Jinchuan is in a meeting again.
He had no choice but to go over and stop the person.
Wait at the elevator entrance.
The secretary had never met Nan Yu.
But only a few people can come to the president's office. He thought that whoever looked unfamiliar was the president's wife. Nan Yu was new here and didn't know any better. She took the staff elevator up in a daze, but the staff elevator didn't go to the 28th floor. It went down to the 26th floor.
I saw the sign; the elevator across the street is fine, and there's also a private elevator for the CEO next door.
As Nan Yu was waiting for the elevator, someone passed by and remarked, "This is for the president only. Are you new here? Why aren't you wearing a badge?"
Nan Yu gestured: I'll go up and find Fu Jinchuan.
Not everyone is like the Fu family, requiring their servants to learn sign language. When the company employees saw him gesturing wildly, they were completely bewildered, "You... can't speak?"
Nan Yu nodded.
He pointed to his throat and waved his hand.
Knowing he was disabled, the employees softened their tone and patiently explained, "Do you want to go up or down? You can take the employee elevator, but employees are not allowed to use the president's elevator."
Nan Yu pointed to the ceiling, indicating that he wanted to go up, so the staff led him to the elevator next door and pressed the button.
"Remember next time, you can't take that elevator. Didn't your supervisor tell you that on your first day?"
Nan Yu didn't know how to express herself to him. The other party couldn't understand the sign language, so she could only shake her head. The employee sighed until the elevator doors closed. After all, it was only two floors, and she looked at the number that had stopped at the 28th floor.
The employee's first thought was, "The company... is hiring people with hearing impairments?"
That can't be right.
If it were true, there would be no way he wouldn't know. He's the company's gossip king. He turned around and went back to his workstation to ask his colleagues. Soon everyone on his floor knew, and those with connections and a penchant for gossip were all asking too.
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