Fortune Teller Master

Principal Wang Qingfeng, who has “no grudge” became angrier when he got out of the dormitory. He took out his cell phone and blocked Zhang Qiao’s WeChat and phone numbers!

Hmph, who told you to show off your hair! ╭(╯^╰)╮

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The time for Jiang Wei to take the postgraduate entrance examination was getting closer and closer. He was now doing his best to review at home. While Lin Qingyin goes to Xindongfang School to study English alone. The teacher in charge of teaching Lin Qingyin’s English was Yang Dashuai. He was kind of a bully when he was young. His life has been so smooth until he met Lin Qingyin.

Just by thinking of teaching Lin Qingyin English gave him a headache. In fact, the two of them didn’t study grammar at present, they just memorized words.

The two of them took an identical English-Chinese dictionary. Yang Dashuai will read the words. Lin Qingyin will repeat the pronunciation. And then Yang Dashuai had to read the Chinese and English explanations above. He found it more tiring than giving lectures this morning. He felt his throat dry.

The first time he gave a lesson like this, he felt it was useless. He read everything so fast that he couldn’t remember anything at all. After the course was over, to let Lin Qingyin know that this kind of learning method was useless, Yang Dashuai deliberately looked for some rare words to torture her. But he did not expect that Lin Qingyin not only had a standard pronunciation but also remembered the meaning of the explanation.

Yang Dashuai was completely convinced. This little girl was a legendary genius.

The feeling of teaching a genius was very sweet and refreshing. He doesn’t need to consider her ability to accept, understand, or listen to her feedback. He just needs to keep his head down and talk.

Yang Dashuai has always been in the most ideal teaching state, but after teaching Lin Qingyin, he found that he was very wrong. It was really tiring to keep talking about it! The main point was he can’t take a break! Lin Qingyin will count how long he took a break. After class, he has to make up for his break time. She really uses every minute paid.

For the first time, Yang Dashuai felt that it was not easy to make some money!

This was the third class. After the class, Yang Dashuai quickly opened the insulated bucket he brought, filled with sweet pear soup to moisturize his throat. Lin Qingyin packed her schoolbags and handed a note to Yang Dashuai with her name and phone number written on it.

Yang Dashuai was only in his twenties. He blushed as soon as he saw the phone number. He handed the note back and said: “You are too young for this. Now, what’s important is to study. The rest can wait after you enter the University.”

Lin Qingyin didn’t understand what he means. She stretched out her arm and took the note, then added two lines on it and patted the table: “I am very busy. If you want to find me, remember to call in advance to make an appointment.”

Yang Dashuai watched Lin Qingyin took her schoolbag unrestrained and went out of the classroom. He blushed and scratching his head: “How can I easily attract students?”

After picking up the note on the table, Yang Dashuai found that there were two more lines under Lin Qingyin’s phone number: Fortune-telling, eight-characters testing, and feng shui reading. Don’t disturb me between 7 am and 9 pm!

Yang Dashuai was dumbfounded: What kind of method is this?

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Lin Qingyin went home for lunch, then opened the newly bought suitcase and started loading clothes. In fact, she doesn’t have a lot of clothes. In the past, the conditions at home were not good, and the clothes were just enough. Now she was rich, but she has no time to go shopping, so she still has a few clothes to wear.

When Mother Lin looked at her daughter’s empty suitcase, she got worried: “A girl of this age likes to dress up. Why don’t we go out to buy clothes?”

Lin Qingyin put the English-Chinese dictionary in the suitcase disapprovingly: “I usually wear school uniforms. Two sets are enough for a change.”

Mother Lin sighed when she heard those words. She thought of Zhang Simiao, who came to their house that day, she would live with Lin Qingyin in the dormitory. She couldn’t help but exhorted: “When there is no class, you went to the mall with Simiao. It will be cold soon, you should buy sweaters and coats. Your coats last year are now all small.”