Chapter 131: Educate students

Qingyao stood up and dragged her long skirt to the ground. She turned around and came to a pool of water with five colors of light. Here, the clouds were misty, and the pool of the lake was almost horizontal with almost no ripples.

She stepped forward, her clothing corner flickering from time to time, and then a water mirror rose from the air. She sat down, her feet gently fiddled with the water splash, and every time, it seemed to arouse the hearts of the people.

Inside the water mirror, Yan Baixuan struggled to climb upward.

"You don't come up here."

She held up her jaw, playing with her hair a little bit, and her lazy movements were random.

Lu Yi opened the door and was about to speak, but Ye Shuyun turned around and booed at his son.

Lu Yi understood that he meant to shut him up, he changed his shoes, and was about to go upstairs, but when he passed, he saw the figure sitting on the water on the TV, and half of his profile. , And a pair of thin white feet with splashes from time to time.

"Miss, the head is looking for you," a voice outside hurriedly passed over.

Qing Yao held out her hand, and the mirror had returned to the surface of the water as if it had never appeared. She stood up, and there seemed to be an invisible overpass on the water. Her feet stepped on it, step by step. Yes, when she came out first, the result was already wearing a pair of shoes.

Xianqi comes from her figure, dust comes from her look, and Bingqingyujie comes from her face.

This is a woman with a fairy, but also very arrogant.

Lu Yi came over and sat next to Ye Shuyun, then stretched his legs at will, and it just looked like that.

On the TV, the green dispenser pointed directly at the man on the ground and said to Qingyao.

"Qingyao, from now on, this will be your brother."

And Qing Yao was stunned, under the trembling eyelashes, there was also a flash of unbelievable, this is not... that person? And she was a bit silly.

For the first time, the daughter of the head of the magnificent Qingshan lost the cold image.

And this one is worn out, her... brother.

That's it. Ye Shuyun rubbed her eyes in disbelief. This is the end of the two episodes. Her little golden silkworm has just appeared on the scene. There are more than two episodes. The most played is the man, but her little golden silkworm She came out and took a photo, and then it was gone. She had to wait until next week.

Because it is broadcast while shooting, the TV series is scheduled to broadcast four episodes every Saturday and Week, and today is just the weekend, so if they want to watch, they can only wait until the next Saturday.

Seven days, this is not enough, it's over.

"Eh, Lu Yi, why are you here?" Ye Shuyun saw the son sitting beside him, "When did you come back?"

Lu Yi sighed softly, "Mom, am I born of you?" or the one on the TV. His mother was almost poisoned by the little golden silkworm. Now she brushes people's Weibo every day. He also invited himself an aunt who was pure and innocent.

Ye Shuyun squinted his son squinting, "Of course it is a small golden silkworm, what do I want you to do, but not a small cotton-padded jacket?"

Lu Yi shook his head, he stood up again, ready to go back to his room, but he was also surprised when he arrived, he would even sit here and watch TV, and he forgot how long he hadn’t watched one. The full TV series is still like this.

Opened the door, took a shower, changed clothes, and then used to it, he lay on the bed, took the mobile phone, opened the woman's Weibo, and at this time, Weibo was full of various messages, and that one Zhang's little woman in a costume was even compared to scissors.

Compared with the TV, I feel that I have to take some breath and be more approachable, not the kind of tall, a little arrogant and immortal Qingyao.

He turned up again, and saw that the message above almost reached a thousand, and the number of this Weibo fan line is now five thousand. When he looked at it a few days ago, it was only a few hundred people. Now It has already broken through five thousand, and it is still rising at a visual speed.

Innocent aunt: "My daughter is really beautiful, so beautiful, that look, that look, that little water and spirit look, the favorite of the middle-aged aunt."

Really Chinese Cabbage: "Aunt upstairs, our goddess is of course beautiful, even if it is the same frame as Liangchen, it is not inferior. My goddess, I really love you so much."

Luolan Lanlan: "Is the feet of my goddess long and beautiful? Are they upstairs or downstairs?"

Please call me Xiaoming: "Of course it's beautiful and dead, that's my goddess, goddess, I want to clean your shoes and wash your feet."

Small bench: "Upstairs, add me one, bang bang bang, my goddess is so beautiful, it's just killing the eyes, and the waist, I can guarantee that my goddess is absolutely useless."

Auntie Chun: "That's right. My daughter used to be a stand-in. How could she use a stand-in? I heard that she came all the way. However, think about it again. It hurts."

And then downstairs, all followed with a distressed expression.

Lu Yi put down his mobile phone, and he finally sat up and made himself a cup of milk tea. Then he carried the milk tea in one hand and took the notebook on the table in one hand. Then he sat on the bed and started to look from the beginning. This TV called Xianxian.

When he came back, it was almost broadcast, so he hadn’t watched it for more than one episode, and he was drinking milk tea while staring at the computer screen. The blue light from the TV screen fell on his face. Some deep peace came out, like the dark blue of the sky.

At this time a ring of cell phone ringing sounded.

Lu Yi shook the cup in the handshake, which reminded me that he had finished drinking a cup of milk tea, and he took his mobile phone again, which was called by Fang Zhu.

He put the phone in his ear.

"Hey..." Almost all of them have no ups and downs, like he himself, he has no romance, he does not understand romance, but, obviously, the women over there are the same.

"Why didn't you call me?" The woman at the end of the phone used a questioning tone, which seemed very unpleasant, and Lu Yi was imaginable, she was carrying the meticulous hair on the other end, then Sitting at home properly, saying it was questioning, it was not like that, because her students did not complete their homework, the teacher was not happy.

Lu Yi raised his wrist and looked at the watch on his wrist. Do I have to make a phone call every day? This is not love, this is to complete the task.

Sorry, just taking a shower," he didn't explain much to himself.