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The girl didn't agree immediately, she looked very painful and conflicted, she wanted to see her savior, Teacher Liu, but felt that she was not qualified and unable to face him.

Yang Chen patted Chu Qi on the head, signaling Chu Qi not to worry, and then said to the girl, "Think slowly, this is our contact information." After finishing speaking, he left the phone number for the girl, and settled the bill just left.

Back home, Chu Qi poked Yang Chen, "We have to let that girl go to see Teacher Liu! Otherwise, how will Teacher Liu get rid of her obsession? You don't want me to persuade her, what if she doesn't go after she thinks about it?" ?”

"She will go." Yang Chen said with a smile, "Just wait."

Chu Qi stared at him suspiciously, wanting to hear his basis for judgment.Yang Chen didn't explain any more, he leaned forward slightly, and kissed Chu Qi's forehead very naturally, "Good boy, I'll make glutinous rice cakes for you." Regardless of Chu Qi's frantic expression and flushed face, he stood still. into the kitchen.

Two days later, Yang Chen received two text messages.

One is from the rich second generation: Master, when will you reincarnate Mr. Liu!I, I really know I was wrong, I will definitely study hard and improve every day in the future, but Teacher Liu follows me every day and even goes to the bathroom to come in to see if I am secretly playing with my phone, I am really about to collapse. ...

The second one has no remarks, it reads: I do.

After school that afternoon, all the students dropped their textbooks and left the classroom screaming. Soon, only the class monitor, study committee members and some recognized top students were left in the classroom.Of course, there are also rich second-generation classmates who have recently suddenly worked hard to become a master and have broken through the glasses of countless teachers and classmates.

The top students looked back at the way this former little ruffian was doing his papers, and felt a sense of crisis in their hearts. They quickly turned their eyes back to the test questions on the desk, and dived into the sea of ​​questions.

At this time, the rich second generation is crying madly in his heart, you can't see it, but I can see it!Teacher Liu was right next to me, staring at me doing the questions!Slightly miscalculated and knocked on the noodles with a hatred of iron and steel, and then gave me a lecture in the posture of a fire-breathing dragon. You may not be able to bear it if you come!

Finally finished a set of simulation papers, and corrected the wrong questions under Teacher Liu's narration. Teacher Liu floated in the air, hands behind his back, and nodded with satisfaction, "Yes, I have made great progress recently."

The rich second generation breathed a sigh of relief, and finally survived another day.

At night, in the dormitory, after the lights were turned off, the rich second generation looked left and right to make sure that Teacher Liu was not there, then took out a new mobile phone from the pillow case like a thief, turned it on, and a text message popped up automatically.The rich second generation was hit by this huge surprise.

Master: At nine o'clock tonight, bring Teacher Liu to the South Forest.

Since many people in this school knew the girl who committed suicide back then, in order to avoid unnecessary eyes and criticism, Yang Chen chose this time.

Before the rich second generation could be happy, he slapped his forehead and turned off the lights at 10:[-]. Now it's [-] minutes overtime! ! !It's over!The masters wouldn't have left, right? !What's more, he didn't know where Teacher Liu's soul went to make rounds!

He hurriedly sent a text message to the master saying that he would be there soon, and the rich second generation secretly put on his clothes, performed the "magic skill of escaping sleep" that he hadn't used for a long time, and slipped out of the boys' dormitory.

I was irritated about how to find Teacher Liu, and a loud voice sounded from behind, "How dare you run out to play in the middle of the night?! It seems that I will continue to stare at you!" The second generation of the rich: "..."