Lin Qingyin resolutely rejected the pennant, Lao Wang looked regretful. He is now limited in his ability, and his family has long been emptied for the treatment of the child. He really doesn't know how to express his gratitude.
"Since the master doesn't want the pennant, I will write you a thank-you letter?" Pharaoh asked tentatively, "Is it possible to be a student union cadre with a thank-you letter?"
Lin Qingyin, a buddhist and lazy person, doesn’t want to be a student union cadre at all. In her previous life, she was forced to take over as the head of her. Except for her appearance on the day of the succession ceremony, she stayed with her for the rest of the time. In the cave house, all the sect affairs are taken care of by her big apprentice and the elders of the sect.
Lin Qingyin doesn't even care about how she might want to join the student union, and she doesn't consider the issue of future employment. Besides, thinking about the content of the thank-you letter, she couldn't let Lao Wang write it. The picture was so beautiful that she was afraid that the hospital leaders would not be able to bear it.
Lin Qingyin waved his hand at him righteously: "No pennants, no thank you letters, I don't like these two things."
Seeing Lin Qingyin's face changed, Lao Wang could only regretfully abandon his good idea: "Then the master will call me wherever I go, and I will drive you."
"Let's do it!" Lin Qingyin waved his hand and quickly sent the person away: "This paper amulet is valid for three months. Go back and put it on your daughter-in-law. The stone is valid for one year. When the deadline is reached, take it off and throw it away. Just do it."
Lao Wang repeatedly agreed, thanked him again and again, and drove to send the amulet to his wife. Lin Qingyin wrinkled her nose slightly and complained: "It's really long-winded."
Jiang Wei looked at her expression and couldn't help but smile and said, "Little Master has always been so kind in heart."
Although this sentence is true, Lin Qingyin is still a little embarrassed to be praised, she said to Jiang Wei in a vicious voice: "So many words, don't hurry back and refine the dragon energy on you. If you let someone with unpredictable intentions If I find it, maybe I will cut your abdomen and take out the Dragon Ball."
Jiang Wei hurriedly covered his belly with two hands, and said in a tangled voice: "Little master, my meager cultivation base may take ten or eight years to refine the dragon ball. The little master will carve one for me. It's a shielding amulet."
Lin Qingyin has given a lot of jade charms to the people around him over the years. The only one who didn't give it was Jiang Wei. He felt that he was too lucky, so giving him the amulet might have a rebellious effect. But now the situation is different from before. Jiang Wei's luck has gone against the sky, and the amulet can actually cover his physique.
But this kind of amulet can't be used with any jade, it must be the best to cover the dragon's energy. Lin Qingyin pondered his inventory, but there are a few pieces that can be used as amulets: "I will make one for you tonight, and you will ask me to get it tomorrow morning."
Jiang Wei nodded quickly: "Thank you little master, I will go to Yunnan Province during the winter vacation, and I will get you some rough stones back."
Others may lose money when they buy rough, but Jiang Wei will definitely not, and the one with the best quality will definitely be bought back. The jade Lin Qingyin uses now is bought by the jade shop on Qindao Island. Although it is much cheaper than the market, it is still incomparable with rough stones.
Lin Qingyin feels very happy. She is a student now, and she spends more time during the winter and summer vacations. But at this time, it was when she came to the door for a big business, and there was no way to go to Yunnan Province. Now that Jiang Wei did this for her, it really made him worry a lot easier. When the disciple did something, it seemed that his disciple confiscated it in vain.
The dormitory building for graduate students and the dormitory building for undergraduates are not in the same place, but Jiang Wei still sent Lin Qingyin downstairs.
Lin Qingyin had a disciple to serve in her previous life, and now it is not unusual for Jiang Wei to come in and accompany her. But in the eyes of other students, the relationship between the two is not like this. There are even a few girls who are not very familiar with Lin Qingyin whispering in private, how long will the school start? Lin Qingyin grabbed the counselor assistant. Scheming.
Although Jiang Wei’s assistant role as a counselor has not yet begun to play its role, his looks, temperament, and usual dressing are very exciting for girls, not to mention that this is a graduate student in this department, and how high his IQ is. Only to be admitted, so not to mention the girls in this class, even many girls in the next class are secretly eagerly gearing up.
But this Jiang Weiming came for Lin Qingyin. They were dissatisfied and wanted to compete with Lin Qingyin, but they had no other feelings except frustration. In terms of learning, although everyone is a master of study, they are the champions of the college entrance examination, and the scores can blind people’s eyes; in terms of looks, they don’t know how long their faces are. Everyone desperately wiped them out during the entire military training. The sunscreen is still dark for several degrees. Lin Qingyin only washes his face with clean water every day. Not only is it not black, but the skin looks more delicate. In terms of force value, it is not comparable. It can be seen during military training. It is absolutely crushed. They; round talent, magic should also be regarded as a kind of talent, Lin Qingyin’s magic was recorded by his classmates and posted on the Internet. During the National Day holiday, the number of clicks has exceeded hundreds of thousands. But most of them were attracted by Lin Qingyin's superb performances. They compared their talents, and they felt that they couldn't get it right.
Several girls followed Lin Qingyin and Jiang Wei. They felt sour when they watched them walking side by side, but they couldn't say anything bad. Finally arrived at Lin Qingyin's dormitory downstairs, Jiang Wei took out a large bag of snacks from his big backpack and stuffed it to Lin Qingyin: "Little Master, I will come to you tomorrow morning!"
Lin Qingyin took the things and nodded very modestly: "Okay, you go back and work hard."
Jiang Wei watched Lin Qingyin enter the dormitory and then turned away. He didn't even notice the few girls standing on the side. Looking at Jiang Wei's back, a girl couldn't help but cast her lips down: "It's also a little master and a little apprentice, these two can really play!"
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In the dormitory, the three roommates had returned and were packing their suitcases. Chen Zinuo saw Lin Qingyin coming, and quickly took out a big bag from the suitcase and handed it to Lin Qingyin. He said miserably, "This is me. Mom asked me to carry you pine nuts and hazelnuts, which weighed more than ten kilograms. I brought you these things without loading anything in this suitcase. I was almost exhausted from getting in and out of the car."
Lin Qingyin smiled and thanked him, Shen Xiqian took out a pack of snacks and put it on the table, then turned around and asked her three roommates: "Tomorrow is the school's new year culture festival the day after tomorrow. There are nearly two hundred clubs, you all think about it. Which club did you go to?"
Lin Qingyin's eyes were rolling around Dim Sum, and he was a little confused when he heard the word "society". Looking at Lin Qingyin’s confused little expression, Shen Qianqian quickly explained to her: "You can join any club you like. It doesn’t matter if you like the guqin and violin. The club will teach you and hold regular activities. It’s not limited to just one club. , As long as you are busy and come over to join a few more."
"Do you have to participate?" Lin Qingyin asked embarrassedly, she really didn't want to put time on this.
"It's a customary rule, at least you have to choose one." Shen Qianqian said: "It's actually quite interesting. Why don't you join the clothing club with me."
Lin Qingyin was not very interested in clothing clubs, and asked what other clubs there were. An Meijuan came early, and she had brought back a copy of the school club list and handed it to Lin Qingyin for her to choose first.
Lin Qingyin watched it from beginning to end, and reached out and clicked on the Zhouyi community: "I'll join this."
Lin Qingyin's goal was clear, and when he went to the cultural festival, he used God's consciousness to sweep away, and went straight to the Zhouyi community.
The Zhouyi Club is very well-known in the Imperial Capital University. Many students are interested in Zhouyi, and there is an endless stream of students who come to consult. The members of the Zhouyi community have become accustomed to this situation. When recruiting new people every year, there are not many who really stick to it. After all, compared with other organizations, the study of Zhouyi is a relatively boring subject.
When Lin Qingyin arrived, there happened to be a group of consulting classmates. Several members of the Zhouyi Club hurriedly took two sips of mineral water, and Lin Qingyin went over and asked, "Can you fortune telling in the club?"
The person in charge of Naxin is called Zhou Yong. He put down the mineral water in his hand, took out a leaflet and handed it to Lin Qingyin: "Our club’s activities are mainly to recite Chinese studies and study the Zhouyi culture. We will invite some well-known people to give lectures. Wait. As for fortune-telling..."
Zhou Yong smiled awkwardly: "We focus on research, not counting. But if you really want to count, you can find the seniors and senior sisters in the club in private. Some of them can count."
Lin Qingyin shook his head: "I mean I don't want to study Chinese studies, I don't want to hear about lectures, and I don't participate in too many activities. I just want to do fortune-telling there."
Zhou Yong didn't respond to these words for a long time. Li Le next to him couldn't help but leaned over and asked: "Junior school girl, it's not like reading Zhouyi to be fortune-telling, and many things can't be calculated mechanically."
Lin Qingyin smiled approvingly: "This is true, but I happen to be quite proficient in both." She touched the tortoise shell in her hand, and glanced at Li Le: "Or I'll make a point for you."
Li Le glanced around, pointed to a flower garden ten meters away and said, "You can count the flowers."
The club recruits new members with tables and chairs. Lin Qingyin sat there and shook his head regretfully after calculating the hexagrams: "The upper hexagram is dry for gold, the lower hexagram is for wood, and the two hexagrams are the same. The Qian hexagram contains three golds against one wood. There is no vitality in the hexagram, and this wood will be ruined."
Li Le glanced at Lin Qingyin, then looked at the flowers in full bloom in the flower garden, and said in disbelief, "How is this possible? This is a flower specially planted by the school. The principal will personally water it every afternoon. How could it be ruined?" After a pause, Li Le suddenly sneered: "You won't tell me that this Gua should be in winter? Then you don't have to wait so long, you will lose after a month."
Lin Qingyin shook his head: "The upper hexagram that changed the hexagram is the Li hexagram, and the Li hexagram is the sun and the light. This hexagram should be when the sun is full today." Lin Qingyin glanced at his watch: "It just happened to be within a minute. ."
Several people in the club glanced at each other, and subconsciously looked at the flower garden.
There are many clubs and people at the cultural festival, some come for consultation and some are purely to take pictures, and even people from outside the school come in to join in the fun.
At this moment, a drone flew over from nowhere. It suddenly lost its balance while showing off its skills in the air, and a somersault was carried into the flower garden. The person who can control the drone does not seem to be nearby, and has been trying to remotely control the drone to take off, but the drone seems to have lost control, planting a straight circle in the flower garden, and the sharp propeller will make the immature flowers. The cut is all over...
Seeing the dumbfounded expressions of the people in the club, Lin Qingyin touched the tortoise shell indifferently: "Look, I'm so accurate."
Zhou Yong's attention was drawn back by these words, and Lin Qingyin looked at Lin Qingyin with some inexplicable words: "It's okay to join the club, but I can't be the master if I don't participate in any activities."
As he was talking, Yu Zhen, the president of Zhouyi News Agency, came here. He was a second-year graduate student. Li Le hurried over to talk about what had just happened. Yu Zhen was very interested and sat down opposite Lin Qingyin: "Classmate, can you give me a divination?"
Lin Qingyin glanced at his face: "Your family has four generations under one roof, and the family has a hundred-year-old birthday star. Isn't it your grandmother."
Yu Zhen smiled: "Yes, my grandma just passed her 100th birthday on the National Day."
"Buy tickets and go back." Lin Qingyin sighed softly: "If you get home before ten o'clock tomorrow, you can still see you for the last time."
Yu Zhen stood up abruptly and looked at Lin Qingyin's expression very badly: "This is not a joke."
Lin Qingyin glanced at him lightly: "I have countless fortunes and never make jokes with people."
Yu Zhen took a deep look at her, took out his mobile phone and called the house. The family members said that everything was normal for the old man. He just ate a bowl of noodles and went to take a nap.
After putting down the phone, Yu Zhen did not feel relaxed. After all, where is his grandma's age, this kind of life and death matter really hesitated for a moment. He turned on the phone and booked the ticket three hours later, and then called the tutor to ask for leave. While rushing to the dormitory to get the ID.
Seeing that Yu Zhen had disappeared, Lin Qingyin stood up from the chair: "If you have any news, please call me. I won't wait anymore."
Li Le and Zhou Yong glanced at each other, and both were a little confused. Just then Lin Qingyin’s cell phone rang. It was Shang Yi’s father who called. After a few words with Lin Qingyin, Shang’s father said: "Little Master, I have a friend who has encountered something. I would like to ask you to have a look."
"I happen to be free this afternoon." Lin Qingyin put the tortoise shell in his pocket: "You tell me a place, I'll take a taxi."
Dad Shang said quickly, "Where can I get a taxi from Little Master? I will pick you up from your school. I will be there in about half an hour." After a pause, Dad Shang said in a low voice, "This family has already invited several masters. , But no one is optimistic, I only recommended you."
Lin Qingyin raised her eyebrows: "What the hell is it?"
"My friend has a son who is 25 years old this year. He has been in good health before, but he suddenly couldn't walk when he fell asleep last month. The family took him to major hospitals. , The test results are normal, and the legs are conscious, but I can’t lift them up. According to the young man’s words, it always feels like something is holding his legs. I feel that the legs are very heavy and they are always falling. ."
It sounded pretty wicked, Lin Qingyin said, "I'll go see the situation and talk about it."