Fortune Teller Master

Chapter 35: New Oriental (catching bugs)

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Wang Qingfeng and Wang Hai urged Yu Chengze and Li Yanyu to keep strictly confidential about Lin Qingyin’s fortune-telling, lest too many people know that it would affect her normal school life. But it is also said that there are friends and relatives in private who need this kind of business and can strongly recommend it. This is a special talent in our school!

Wang Qingfeng touched the stone given by Lin Qingyin, his eyes slid over the heads of Li Yanyu and Yu Chengze, who had thick black hair, and finally landed on Wang Hai's head. He was immediately relieved.

Seeing that there is a Mediterranean trend, Wang Hai will soon be able to beat him with his hair volume.

With a little complacency, Wang Qingfeng waved the stone in his hand: "You should also ask for something like this. Anything that attracts peach blossoms, asks for peace and luck, etc., will definitely work."

After the principal finished speaking, Li Yanyu silently took out a transparent small bag from his neck, which contained a triangular yellow talisman paper.

Wang Qingfeng leaned over and glanced at Li Yanyu in surprise, "Are you talisman paper? Where did you get it?"

Li Yanyu pointed to Lin Qingyin's departure direction: "My mother asked the little master to give my sister-in-law fortune-telling, and then asked for amulets for our whole family."

Everyone looked at him with a hard word, their mouths were strict enough, the principal was looking crazy when looking for the little master, and you didn't miss a word!

Yu Chengze also quietly breathed a sigh of relief. Just now, he thought he was not as calm as the young Li Yanyu as a class teacher for so many years. Together, he knew the truth a long time ago, no wonder his face was on the road. The expressions are so subtle; no wonder he re-held the English test on the second day of the school exam. He must have known Lin Qingyin's identity at that time, so he wanted to deliberately try her true level of questioning without a tortoise shell.

"Hey, how many points did Lin Qingyin score in the English test after your school started?"

Li Yanyu's expression was distorted, and he said with difficulty: "Full score!"

Yu Chengze looked at him in surprise: "It's not very good, it's much better than the English score at the beginning of the school exam."

Thinking of the plot that day, Li Yanyu suddenly felt a little headache and helpless: "She finished the listening before I played the recording. The composition was memorized in advance, and after half an hour, she gave me a paper with full marks."

Yu Chengze was silent for a moment, and struggled to make up for Lin Qingyin: "Anyway, this is also part of the strength, right!"

"That's true!" Li Yanyu sighed bitterly: "I think if Lin Qingyin organizes a high school entrance examination, college entrance examination question-guessing class in the future, and prepares to become a multi-millionaire, he will not give the teacher a way to survive!"

Yu Chengze and Li Yanyu looked at each other and sighed helplessly.

The school affairs have been settled, and this day has almost passed. Wang Qingfeng returned to the office and sent an email, asking all the classes in the second and third grades of high school to be disrupted and regrouped. All the students who had the accident will be placed in the back class, and the most severe teacher will be assigned to be the head teacher. Remember the re-expulsion, so that the school will return to a clean and upright day as soon as possible.

After sending the email, Wang Qingfeng cautiously touched the stone he bought for five thousand yuan. He always felt that it was not safe to put it in his pocket, and he had to hang it around his neck like Li Yanyu. And if the location is closer to the head, the effect may be stronger.

Wang Qingfeng drove to the city and visited several jewelry counters in several shopping malls. He didn’t see the bags selling. He was a little worried. It was good to see a pair of small flannel bags with gold beads bought by men and women next to him. Yes, if you add a rope just hanging around your neck.

Wang Qingfeng watched the couple leave, and gently knocked on the counter: "Give me a golden bead like this."

The cabinet sister said with a smile: "Sir, a bead may not look good when strung together, usually three of them are matched together."

Wang Qingfeng waved his hand: "This is not important, I don't wear it anyway! You weave a necklace for me with a red string, and I will wear the red bag around my neck."

Sister cabinet: "???"

What kind of look is this

Sister Aki was confused and woven the red string according to Wang Qingfeng's request. Wang Qingfeng couldn't wait to put the stone in a red flannel bag and hung it around her neck.

After touching the stone on his chest, Wang Qingfeng suddenly felt that his hair was much safer, and he was not afraid of the wind when he walked.

After taking it for a few hours, when Wang Qingfeng was washing his hair that night, Wang Qingfeng was surprised to find that a bunch of hair that had been squeezed in a handful of hair hadn't fallen out. It was much more manageable than when he wiped ginger. Although the new hair hasn't grown out in such a short period of time, the thin, lingering hair on his head actually survived the shampoo, which made Wang Qingfeng very convinced of Lin Qingyin.

Lying in the bathtub, Wang Qingfeng replenished his black and bright black hair and attracted a bunch of envy, jealousy and hateful eyes. Life is simply too refreshing!

The teachers hurriedly got busy after seeing the email from the principal on Monday, because they had done statistical work in this area in the early stage, and it only took two days to arrange all the classes.

In the class roster sent to the principal, the first few classes are the students' performance in each subject, and the next few classes have notes on the recent injuries and illnesses. The most scumbags are all assigned to the same class.

After completing the placement roster, the school immediately held a parent meeting to notify the reclassification. In order to ensure the smooth division of classes, Wang Qingfeng secretly invited Lin Qingyin to the office, begging her to predict a good day for the parent meeting.

Lin Qingyin has already retaliated against the classmates who bullied the original owner. Unless they can rehabilitate and do good deeds in the future, their future luck will not be very good. Now that he understood this account, Lin Qingyin was unwilling to entangle them for too long. He charged Principal Wang 1,500 yuan at the price of jumping in line, and then helped him calculate a good day for a parent meeting.

On the day of the parent meeting, Wang Qingfeng discovered that the parents who usually stabbed the head had not come because of important things, and entrusted relatives, friends or subordinates to participate. The parents of those students who were hospitalized and injured were also very happy, because The school said that after the students return to school, there will be special time for them to make up lessons. If they can't keep up with other classes, the parents think it makes sense, and no one raises an objection; and the parents of those good students Seeing that those students who had poor performance in head-ups were all sorted out, I naturally supported the school's decision, and very happily signed the information sheet on the sorting.

What had originally caused many middle-level leaders in the school to be frustrated was completed so smoothly. Wang Qingfeng was triumphant, as if he secretly mastered a magic weapon to win, he was refreshed in his heart.

On the second day after the parent-teacher meeting, the school announced the new placement list. In order to save time, even the seat schedule was arranged. The new seating schedule takes into account students' performance and height, which is a fair and reasonable one.

Lin Qingyin is still in the first grade of the second year of high school, and the head teacher is Yu Chengze, but her position is adjusted from the second row by the window to the middle of the second row. Lin Qingyin feels that this is the easiest to be noticed by the teacher when she sits there. It seems that it’s not easy to touch the turtle shell in class in the future.

During this period of time, Lin Qingyin didn't go to self-study at night. Every day after school, he carried his schoolbag to find Jiang Wei, and finally finished the physics class. In addition to Jiang Wei's supplementary lessons in chemistry, Lin Qingyin also took the junior high school textbooks to study on her own.

The chemistry teacher was very helpless for Lin Qingyin to find himself to make up for the junior high school chemistry, but Yu Chengze kept saying good things to Lin Qingyin after learning about it. Please ask the chemistry teacher to bother. Even the principal came to ask questions in person from time to time. Seeing Lin Qingyin is like seeing his own daughters and daughters, that's a kindness.

Lin Qingyin has basically kept up with the progress in other subjects except chemistry and English, and even chemistry has made up for the first year of high school. Lin Qingyin's strong learning ability made the chemistry teacher look at her with admiration. At the beginning, he still had some perfunctory thoughts. After two days of lectures to Lin Qingyin, he suddenly changed his mind.

There is nothing more refreshing than giving Lin Qingyin a class. This kind of students who know a little through the lecture makes him feel comfortable all over his body, which is simply too fulfilling.

Seeing that Lin Qingyin had followed all subjects, Li Yanyu felt a little bit sour when he only counted on English.

Can't you pay more attention to English? Even if you ask me to make up lessons! I don't ask you to make up the tuition!

Perhaps Li Yanyu’s resentment was too strong. Lin Qingyin couldn’t sit still after several English classes. She hurriedly called Jiang Wei after class was over: “I remember you told me to go to New Oriental to learn English. Here it is? Why haven't an appointment made yet?"

In fact, Lin Qingyin has been looking forward to going to New Oriental for a long time. This is the first place she yearns for when she comes here. It is as excited as when she first tasted the taste of food.

Now the three meals a day at home are the chefs of the Qingyin father who is fairly good at cooking. Although it is not as good as the craftsmanship of the chef outside, it is better than the Qingyin mother who likes to make salty white water noodles.

But Lin Qingyin has always concealed a New Oriental dream in his heart, Cantonese cuisine, Shandong cuisine, Huaiyang cuisine, Zhejiang cuisine, Sichuan cuisine... Lin Qingyin thinks that learning cooking is more useful than learning English. The former allows her to enjoy food, and the latter, she still doesn't know the use of learning English.

She doesn't go abroad to make fortune-telling!

But she didn't quite understand why the learner of English and the learner of cooking should be in the same place, but since it is very good to be able to touch the door of New Oriental, there is no need to care too much about the details.

After receiving Lin Qingyin's call, Jiang Wei hurriedly went to the branch school of New Oriental in Qicheng. After careful selection, he finally settled on a one-on-one English teacher and made an appointment to go to class on Sunday.

When Lin Qingyin woke up early on Sunday morning, Lin Qingyin always felt a little bored.

Healers do not heal themselves, and fortune-telling is the same. Things that involve themselves are usually not calculated, and they usually rely on intuition. It is rare in the world that Lin Qingyin can detect both good and bad.

Although it was calculated that this time out was not going well, but did not make her feel uneasy, Lin Qingyin still went out according to the original plan and was led by Jiang Wei into the door of New Oriental.

Looking at the bright classrooms and the endless English sounds, Lin Qingyin's heart became more and more doubtful. Seeing that he was about to reach the last classroom, Lin Qingyin violently caught Jiang Wei: "Can you first Take me to the cooking classroom? I haven't eaten breakfast yet!"

Jiang Wei: "???"