Oh, it's the phrase "I would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let go of one person", it doesn't matter whether it is the real murderer or not, as long as there is a little relationship, she will not let it go.
What does it look like? She needs to know.
"Teacher Ke, Ye Jian rarely takes photos. From high school to university, we really haven't taken photos with her. Now, we need her photos to make a class growth video. We collect almost all the photos of everyone, except that they are poor. A picture of Ye Jian."
"No matter what kind of photos are available, I can do all of life photos, graduation photos, and ID photos. This is..." Li Qin opened the bag he carried with him and generously drew out a stack of money. "This is my little bit of money. Mind, and hope not to dislike it.
"
As Li Mi guessed, people who are greedy for money will still be greedy for money even when they are getting older.
Seeing this, Xie Sifeng was heartbroken to the point of bleeding.
This, this, this belonged to her, all belonged to her! !
Before Teacher Ke reached out to pick up the money, she snatched it from Li Qin with her eyes rolling, with a flattering smile on her face, "My teacher has no eyesight now, I will give it to her later, I will wait a while give her."
The old immortal thing was so eccentric before, huh, also worthy of ten thousand
Give her five hundred, which is pretty good.
Li Qin didn't move. Teacher Ke, who had been staring at the ten thousand yuan, didn't move. She just smiled, "Xie Sifeng, you guys, it's big now, it's different from before."
"Hey, I used to watch you have nothing to do with you. First, I followed Ye Ying to bully Ye Jian. Later, Ye Jian grew up slowly, and I was no longer afraid of you, so you wouldn't dare to bully Ye Jian anymore."
"In your life, I think it's the same, not better than Ye Ying, not better than Ye Jian, and even better than the young lady in front of you."
Ginger is always old and spicy. No matter how good Xie Sifeng is, it is no better than "old ginger."
Xie Sifeng was so angry that she was shaking all over, but she didn't dare to tear her face with Teacher Ke in front of Li Qin. She had scruples, fearing that the tens of thousands in Li Qin's bag would be given to Teacher Ke next.
There is no need for Li Qin to come forward. The angry and angry Xie Sifeng was extremely unwilling to pass the money to Teacher Ke. She was very unwilling to grind the roots of her teeth and said in a low voice in her hometown dialect: "You will never die, sooner or later. Finish playing by yourself!"
Teacher Ke, who is at least ten years older than his actual age, took the money and smiled on his thin and mean face.
But what Li Qin didn't expect was that she spent 10,000 yuan, but what she got was a picture of... Xiaoshengchu's school entrance.
Black and white, an inch in size, yellowish, and even pale hair.
"You're not wrong, Ye Jian, she really doesn't like to take photos, but she doesn't have the money to take photos anytime." Teacher Ke's fingers with all black nails pointed to the small black and white photo in Li Qin's hand, which was a bit muddy. A trace of old resentment flashed in her eyes, "I heard that she didn't even take a graduation photo. It's difficult for you to find her photo."
"Neither in school, you don't have to waste your energy."
If it wasn't for the explanation to make sense, Li Qin would suspect that the old woman in front of him was teasing herself.
Even if the person in the photo is Ye Jian, now it is difficult for her to recognize the real Ye Jian.
With long hair, gloomy and timid eyes, a girl who looks like an ant is the murderer of her father
Li Qin suddenly had doubts.