The CEO’s flower-protecting dragon

After Wang Jingshu received acupuncture, her stagnant Qi and blood returned to flow. Now she was exhausted and fell asleep on her stomach.

Wang Yuqing went to the bedroom to cover her with a blanket, then looked at Qin Fan with grateful eyes, and said with a voice about to cry: "Qin Fan, thank you, thank you!"

"Let Auntie eat more lightly from now on and eat less nutritious food." Qin Fan explained.

"Ah?" Wang Yuqing asked in confusion: "Shouldn't patients take more nutritional supplements?"

"The situation is different. Auntie's condition will make her weak and unsupplemented, which will increase the burden on her body. The better she eats, the faster she will die." Qin Fan said calmly.

Wang Yuqing was startled, and quickly kept this in mind, and then said: "You have helped me so much, I really don't know how to thank you."

"You can pledge yourself to me, I won't dislike you." Qin Fan said with a smile.

"Bah, it's not formal. I dare to promise you my life. Do you dare to agree?" Wang Yuqing knew that he was joking, so she deliberately followed his words to provoke him.

Qin Fan touched his nose and thought that you really underestimated me. As long as you dare to bring it up seriously, then I will dare to agree.

After dinner at Wang Yuqing's house, Qin Fan said goodbye. After getting in the car, he took out the Long Yuan Sword and carefully chipped away at the wooden sign.

The wooden sign was of average quality and was cut into half in a few strokes. Qin Fan pulled out the paper ball inside and spread it out gently.

Although this thing is not much bigger than a fingernail, when you spread it out, you can see that it is more than half a meter long and wide.

Qin Fan took a quick look and saw that there were patterns of mountains and rivers on it, which looked like a treasure map in a movie. Moreover, the texture didn't feel like paper, it was smooth and tough, and he didn't know what kind of material it was.

There were rows of text on the back, but it was not simplified Chinese, but a bunch of complicated and difficult to understand symbols. He studied it for more than ten minutes and couldn't understand it. Finally, after thinking about it, he simply took a photo of the text separately with his mobile phone and went back to find it. Ask someone who knows.

As soon as he said it, Qin Fan sent the picture to Wen Renming and said, "Find someone to translate these words. Remember, don't find anyone. I don't want the text to be spread."

"Young Master Qin, I understand!" Wen Renming said something.

"Do you have any clues about the dragon-shaped jade pendant?" Qin Fan asked. This was related to his life experience, so he would ask about it every once in a while.

"Yes, I have a friend who is an archaeologist. He said that the full name of this jade pendant is the jade carved dragon-shaped pendant. It is something from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. But your piece is incomplete. There is a part missing on the left and right sides. It is possible that This is done on purpose, because dragon-shaped pendants are very rare and come in different sizes. It is impossible for outsiders to imitate them if they are used as tokens," Wen Renming said.

"A dragon-shaped pendant from the Warring States Period..." Qin Fan felt bitter in his heart.

This is a priceless thing, which proves that his family background is very unusual. But since his family is very powerful, why did they abandon him?

Is there another reason? Or was it intentional? Qin Fan's heart couldn't help but become cold and sank to the bottom of the valley.

In the next few days, Qin Fan ran back and forth between the villa, the school and Wang Yuqing's house, feeling dizzy with his busy schedule.

On Friday, the preliminary basketball competition began, and Pengda's several large playgrounds were packed with people. The school took this competition very seriously and designated the competition as a municipal event, and the winning team could receive municipal honors. certificate and a substantial bonus.

If you can get the top three rankings in the national college basketball competition, in addition to certificates and bonuses, you can also be recommended to the national basketball team.

No matter which reward is awarded, it is an irresistible temptation for students, so now college basketball games have become the most representative and authoritative events among students, known as the reserve group of the national basketball team.

There is no limit to the number of places in the competition, so there are many teams from each department participating. Anyway, they are just joining in the fun. Whether they can successfully advance is one thing. The most important thing in everything is participation.

Because there are too many people, all departments must compete and screen first. Only two groups from each department will participate in the finals. Then there will be a competition between departments to determine the champion and runner-up. Finally, the champion and runner-up will compete again to determine who is the main force. Who is the backup.

The game is determined by one game, and only when competing for the main force is the best of three games. If the competition continues at this rate, it will be over in about a week.

The ratio of men to women in the Chinese Department is seven to one, and there are really not many people who can play basketball, so the only participating team is Qin Fan.

This is a lucky and unfortunate thing. Fortunately, Qin Fan and the others can advance without competition. Unfortunately, once they are eliminated, the Chinese department will also be declared out.

"Xiao Fan, let me take you to the backstage of the cheerleading team. There are all beauties at the school belle level. They are so beautiful."

Zhou Qiqi pulled Qin Fan outside a room and said with a smile.

"I am an upright teacher, so I will not be fooled by beauty!" Qin Fan said with an upright face.

"Really? Then why is your hand on the doorknob?" Zhou Qiqi pursed her lips and looked at him funny.

"Well, I just want to check if it's broken. The public security is not good recently, so be wary of perverts with ulterior motives." Qin Fan's expression remained unchanged. You can expose my intentions, but you can't expose my face.

"Tch, the door handle is fine, no need to check."

Zhou Qiqi curled her lips, took out the key and opened the door.

When Qin Fan saw this scene, he was very upset in his heart. Why should there be a lock on the place where he often goes in and out?

As everyone knows, this place is locked to prevent people like him.

It was said to be backstage, but it was actually a rehearsal room. The cheerleaders were all dressed up. Qin Fan was disappointed when he didn't see what he imagined.

"Beauties, let me introduce to you. This is Teacher Qin from the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine. He will represent the Chinese Department. Everyone, please give him more support."

Zhou Qiqi clapped her hands and attracted everyone's attention, then introduced Qin Fan's identity with a smile.

At this moment, the rehearsal room exploded. Twenty or so charming beauties immediately put down what they were doing and swarmed around, chattering non-stop.

"Teacher Qin, do you remember me? I am Jiayu, and I have taken your class before." A petite, sweet-looking girl jumped up and said.

"Of course I remember, Lin Jiayu." Qin Fan smiled and called out her full name.

"Wow, Teacher Qin, I didn't expect you to remember my name!" Lin Jiayu hugged Qin Fan's arm, her face flushed with excitement.

Qin Fan's arm was sandwiched between two huge masses of softness. That was called happiness, and that was called beauty.

As the most popular internet celebrity teacher in Pengda, many female students come to class because of their fame. Beautiful people are easily noticed wherever they are, and Qin Fan has a photographic memory, so it is not surprising that he can remember their names. .

"Teacher Qin, what about me, what's my name?" Another beautiful girl squeezed over.

"Hu Jie." Qin Fan replied without hesitation.

"That's great!" Hu Jie also gave a warm hug.

"Teacher Qin, and I..."

One by one the girls shouted, they didn't believe Qin Fan could remember everyone's names.