Yang Qiong was still approaching, almost ten meters away. Everyone held their breath, because it was too late to dodge at such a close distance. Yang Qiong may be in danger at any time.
Sure enough, the remaining two people on the other side moved their positions at the same time, and this time, without any negligence, they had been hiding behind the wall, and the snipers were powerless.
After moving out of the angle, the two gangsters fired together, and the bullets hit Yang Qiong in the chest one after another. Yang Qiong fell to the ground. Everyone exclaimed, and they were already waiting for the order to attack.
"Gold Bureau!" Someone asked for instructions.
"Don't worry!" Jin Ju was also so frightened by the scene of Yang Qiong falling to the ground that his heart skipped a beat. But after all, he knew Yang Qiong, this person is not so easy to be hit.
Sure enough, after Yang Qiong fell to the ground, all the angles had changed, and the gun in her hand finally fired. A gangster was hit in the chest and fell to the ground not knowing whether he was alive or dead. The last person saw this posture and had no intention of resisting, and after struggling for a while, he threw away the gun in his hand and surrendered.
Everyone's tense nerves finally relaxed, and then they looked at Yang Qiong who got up from the ground with an expression of looking at a monster.
"Are you okay?" Jin Ju came over with a smile.
"You were shot twice?" Yang Qiong said angrily. Although he was wearing a bulletproof vest, it still hurts when the bullet hits him at such a close distance.
"You don't have to take this one." Jin Ju looked relaxed, and didn't mean to call the medical staff to check on Yang Qiong.
Yang Qiong patted the ashes on her head, "Bah! How long will it take if you don't suffer this? I'm a teacher of the people now. How about going home to prepare lessons? I'm very busy."
The Jin Bureau greeted her with a body armor, and she was completely nonchalant about her serious nonsense. What lessons do you, a physical education teacher, prepare at home
"Okay, I'm done, I'm leaving. Don't come to me if you have this kind of thing in the future. It's a lot of work to calculate the angle and distance. What should I do if I'm tired and stupid?" Yang Qiong murmured. He finally left, but he turned back after not going very far.
"Why did you come back?"
Yang Qiong reached out to the golden stage, "Bonus."
To say that the bureau has experience, he replied calmly: "Then we have to report, and only after the approval above."
Yang Qiong also did not change her face, "Then I will be reimbursed for the taxi fare. I spent more than forty taxis to get to this bad place. My monthly salary is only 300. If I don't get reimbursed, I will starve to death."
The tangled expressions on the faces of the police next to you! Muscle twitching! Where did their Gold Bureau find such a wonderful person
The corners of Jin Ju's mouth finally couldn't help twitching twice, and he took out fifty yuan from his pocket and stuffed it into the hand in front of him, "You, why are you more rogue than before? Is this down?"
Yang Qiong resisted the urge to take a look at whether this bill was real or fake, and put the money in his clothes. Then, before leaving, he stood beside the Jin Bureau to watch the excitement.
"Why haven't you left yet?" Jin Bureau wondered, didn't he say he was very busy just now
Yang Qiong rolled his eyes. "Where can I go to take a taxi in such a remote place? Besides, you will give me fifty yuan. This is the money for the car from here, but you didn't give me the money for the car back."
A group of policemen saw the blue veins on their foreheads jumping a few times, and they couldn't help feeling sympathy for the leader. It's really helpless to run into such a rambunctious master.
"Okay, okay, you'll go back with us in a while. Is there a place to eat at night? I didn't go to our cafeteria to have a bite, lest you say you're going to starve to death all day long." Jin Bureau really took this man out of temper.
"That feeling is good." Yang Qiong immediately put on a smile. "If you have a place to eat, you will save money for today's meal."
Jin Ju raised his face, "If you ask me any more money, I will slap you!"
Yang Qiong shut up and walked upstairs.
The other policemen gave in when they saw her coming, as if Yang Qiong would borrow money from them.
"Jin Ju, why is the expert you invited so poor?" After the case was over, everyone's nerves were relaxed, and the subordinates also came over to joke.
"She is an intern teacher now, and her salary is a bit low." Yang Qiong always talks about three hundred yuan, and the Jin Bureau does not want to know.
"As far as she is concerned, she can't make money by doing whatever she wants?" The subordinates didn't understand.
Jin Ju shook his head and said nothing. Because he doesn't understand either. Since Qiong Yang cares so much about money and has the ability to make money, why continue this unprofitable job
Police canteen.
Yang Qiong appeared here abruptly, and those who did not participate in this mission were asking their colleagues who this person was.
Jin Ju looked at Yang Qiong, who was eating very seriously, and couldn't help but say again: "You really don't think about coming over to be a police officer. Looking at you now, what are you insisting on?"
Yang Qiong put down his chopsticks, "Aren't you afraid that I will be angry with you again? I am not suitable for such a disciplined team."
"Then you can also do other things. Why do you want to be a teacher? I heard that you used to be a personal bodyguard. With your ability, you should not worry about finding an employer."
"Of course there is no shortage of employers. But what else can I get besides money? I just want a home right now. Someone is with me, waiting for me. The teacher has a good job, regular work, regular breaks, and vacations. The only bad thing is that the salary is too low, so you must win me a bonus!" Yang Qiong's sudden change of style made Jin Ju stand up and leave without saying a word.
A group of cops who were eating showed adoring expressions towards Yang Qiong.
The next day Shen Qiuhua came back from home, and when he got out of the car, he saw Yang Qiong waiting for her with a smile on his face.
"Why are you so happy?"
"I made some extra money, and I followed the Jin Bureau to eat a few meals." Yang Qiong took the things in Shen Qiuhua's hands and pulled her back.
"It's very dangerous, right?" Although Shen Qiuhua didn't know what the Jin Bureau was looking for Yang Qiong to do, but looking at the eagerness, there must be something important.
"It's okay. I used to do it in the past, it's nothing." The life-threatening work in the hail of bullets is really nothing to Yang Qiong.
Shen Qiuhua said nothing. She knew that it was useless to worry about this kind of thing. Of course, she could stop Yang Qiong from continuing this dangerous behavior, but she also didn't want Yang Qiong to revolve around her all her life, it would be too selfish. She knows very well that in this era, all of Yang Qiong's abilities have been fully released, and she is no longer the little palace maid trapped in the deep palace.
When the two returned home, Shen Qiuhua took out the pickled vegetables and cured meat given by Shen's mother and made two dishes, which had a different flavor.
"I just learned it yesterday, you can try it."
Yang Qiong picked up the chopsticks and was about to pick them up when she suddenly saw the back of Shen Qiuhua's hands flushed, and hurriedly asked, "How did you do it?"
Shen Qiuhua glanced down, "I was scalded by oil just now."
"Does it hurt?" Yang Qiong immediately went to the small medicine box and brought scalding ointment to apply to her. "You don't want to cook in the future, I'll do it."
"Yang Qiong." Shen Qiuhua held Yang Qiong's face and let her look at him. "I'm no longer the concubine Kang who loves the harem. I'm Shen Qiuhua, an ordinary woman. I want to live with you, this kind of thing is normal, you don't care. Although there are many things I can't do, I I'll learn. Give me some time."
Yang Qiong held her tightly in his arms. "Okay, let's study together."
Into December, the school began to review the end of the term. Every day in the teaching building, teachers release super-decibel sonic attacks. The school always holds meetings and emphasizes that everyone should be calm and not explode at every turn. However, in the face of a large number of review and correction tasks every day, and in the face of the situation that the students will not listen to the lecture more than a dozen times, few teachers can still calm down.
Even Shen Qiuhua, who has always been silent, called a student into the office to talk alone today.
"You close your eyes, don't open them."
Students close their eyes. Then... Then Shen Qiuhua stopped talking.
The student persisted for two minutes, but finally couldn't hold it any longer and asked, "Teacher, can't you open your eyes yet?"
A bottle of mineral water was stuffed into the hands of the students. The student was frightened by the cold feeling, and immediately opened his eyes to see.
"What do you feel?" Shen Qiuhua looked serious.
"Scared me." The student exaggeratedly said, clutching his chest.
"Write down what you felt just now." Shen Qiuhua handed over the pen and paper, pointed to a seat, "Go over there and write."
Teacher Wang asked, "What's going on?"
"I don't know how to write. I don't listen to what I say." Shen Qiuhua is also a good teacher. For fear that the things he used in ancient times are not suitable for today's students, he bought a lot of essay selections for research. Under her explanation, most of the students' writing skills improved rapidly. After all, there are rules and regulations to follow in the composition of the test. As long as you follow the routine and add a few good words and sentences, it is not a problem to get a full score.
But there are always some students who don't listen to anything in class, and when it comes to writing essays, they just shout "don't know how to write". Also, even if the students can't write, what can they do as a teacher? Can only speak bitterly over and over again. No matter how many times I've said it, the students just shouted "I can't write". If this kind of thing is known to the parents, the school, and the outside world, it will only say that the teacher is incompetent, and all the responsibilities belong to the teacher. Therefore, there will be such students who do not learn anything all day long, and when asked, they say that the teacher does not teach well.
After Shen Qiuhua said several times that the situation did not improve, she was not stupid, and immediately understood the key. If even a student can't be restrained, her favorite concubine all these years will be in vain.
The student wrote very quickly, and he showed it to Shen Qiuhua in a while. Shen Qiuhua glanced at it, and it was obvious that the student wrote it blindly. Completely clueless. She nodded and took another piece of paper, "Write it again."
The student grimaced, "Teacher, I'm out of words."
"You can write the same thing as before." Shen Qiuhua's dark eyes flashed slightly, and the corners of his mouth curved, looking particularly amiable.
The students had no choice but to go back with the paper and continue to write. But the piece of paper he just said was completely nonsense, and it was nothing more than a brain. There's no other way, but to talk nonsense again.