Qin looked at the endless traffic outside the police station, looking around, his eyes wide, like a dream.

"Yoyo, pinch me, I'm not dreaming, right?" she reached out and pinched Yu Youtian.

"It hurts!" Yu Youtian slapped her hard, "Didn't you ask me to pinch you?"

"It really hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it doesn't mean it's a dream!" Qin Hao smiled stupidly, "It's incredible!, I never thought that it was Chu Tingzi who was left behind, and it was we who were released, and sure enough, good is rewarded, evil is rewarded, and there are still many good people in this world!"

"Well," Yu Youtian smiled lightly and held her hand, "It's okay, it's not too early, let's go back, otherwise Jin Zhi should be worried." ”

"Yes, yes, yes!" Qin Hao nodded nervously, and whispered to Yu Youtian: "Youyou, don't tell Jin Zhi about today's incident, otherwise he will be angry, and he will be worried, he will go to the interview on Monday, I don't want him to be distracted." ”

"Got it," Yu Youtian glanced at her, "You still worry about yourself, you have no heart all day long, and if you leak your mouth, I can't protect you!"

"Got it, got it," Qin Hao muttered in a low voice: "I won't do anything that affects Jin Zhi, as long as it is about Jin Zhi, I understand!"

Yu Youtian shook his head and smiled, his eyes wandering around the street without a trace.

She is not as naïve as Qin Haohao, thinking that this matter is just a simple reward for good and evil for evil.

She knew that the deputy director named He Jinghong was the president's cousin.

He suddenly fell from the sky and helped them leave the police station, did the president greet him?

It should be, right?

If it weren't for being entrusted by others, how could a big man like He Jinghong, who specializes in serious and important cases, appear in front of them for no reason and save them from fire and water?

She sighed silently...... She owes the president a favor. It seems that there are more and more, in this life, is it possible to pay it off?

The next day, Yu Youtian still got up early, saw his younger brother, had lunch, and took the bus to Yanshan Villa.

Yanshan Villa is built in the middle of the Yanshan Mountain in Jingcheng, which is a famous rich area in Jingcheng.

Thanks to her piano grade 10 and various piano competitions, she is now working as a piano teacher for the son of a resident of Yanshan Villa.

Every Sunday from 2 p.m. to 5 p.m., two classes, 10,000 yuan.

I have to say that Yu Youtian doesn't understand the world of rich people.

The little boy is only three years old this year, obviously a music idiot, and has no talent for playing the piano, but the little boy's father is willing to spend a lot of money to let her teach the little boy to play the piano.

The bus stopped at the foot of Yanshan Mountain, and after she got off the bus, she walked for more than half an hour before coming to the little boy's house.

Ringing the doorbell, the kind old butler greeted her with a smile.

Seeing her walk into the living room, the little boy immediately ran over, threw himself into her arms, raised his white and tender bun face, and looked at him with big black eyes.

"Xiaozhi," Yu Youtian smiled and hugged Liu Nianzhi into his arms, pinching his white and tender face, "Do you miss the teacher?"

Liu Nianzhi nodded immediately, and said in a milky voice: "I think about it." ”

"Good!" Yu Youtian smiled and kissed him vigorously on his soft face, "Is Xiaozhi ready? ”

Liu Nianzhi's face, which was originally with a childish smile, suddenly collapsed, and nodded helplessly.

"Good," seeing the little guy's resistance and timidity, Yu Youtian gently touched her head, "It's okay, playing the piano is to cultivate temperament, it doesn't matter if you play well or not, as long as you play happily." ”

The most important thing about playing the piano is not diligence, but talent.

There is a saying that hard work makes up for mistakes, and this is true, but it doesn't apply everywhere.

For example, the little one in front of you.

In order to please his father, the little guy plays very seriously and hard, but the talent is there, he is not good at this, no matter how hard he tries, he only remembers the score very skillfully, but he can't play the artistic conception in the song.

The little guy is actually very smart and has a high level of understanding, but he is a music idiot, no matter how hard she teaches, how hard the little guy studies, his music is always not as good as he should be.

This is talent, a talent that cannot be made up with diligence.

Yu Youtian once talked to the little one's father and asked him to develop the little one's other specialties, such as painting.

She found that although the little guy could not play the piano well, he was very talented in painting.

However, the little one's father rejected her proposal, and only told her that as long as she taught her carefully, he would not treat her badly.

At first, Yu Youtian couldn't understand his stubbornness.

Later, I learned that the little one's mother was a young pianist, and when she gave birth to the little one, she died of an amniotic fluid embolism.

Before she died, she told her husband that she wanted to watch her children grow up and see them sitting in front of the piano and playing the piano.

This sentence became the young father's obsession.

He was determined to raise his son to be a pianist like his wife, and one day, let him sit in a packed recital hall like his wife, and let his wife smile and applaud him in heaven.

Looking at the group photo of the male host and the deceased hostess in the living room, Yu Youtian sighed silently.

In this world, everyone has their own difficulties, everyone has their own suffering, how many people are carefree and perfect?

For three hours in the afternoon, she only gave the little ones two hours of lessons, and set aside an hour in between to let the little ones move freely.

When the hour came, the little guy who had been meticulously sitting in front of the piano and practicing the piano with her immediately tilted his head and looked at her.

Yu Youtian chuckled and gently touched his head, "Good, let's go play!"

The little one cheered, ran to the kitchen to eat some fruit, drank a few sips of water, and then ran out of the living room.

Yu Youtian also drank some water and chased him out.

Yu Youtian followed the little guy to the garden.

The flowers in the garden are blooming just right, colorful, purple and red, fragrant and refreshing.

Among the flowers, a girl stands in front of an easel, drawing.

The girl was wearing a pink antique long skirt, and the seven-point ruffle sleeves fell on her elbows because of the action of raising her hand, revealing her pair of white jade wrists that deceived the frost and snow, exuding a jade-like light, and the beauty made people can't take their eyes off it.

That face is like a green feather, the skin is like snow, and the beauty is like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world.

The only fly in the ointment is that the girl is too white and too thin.

The skeleton is slender, thin and skinny, the skin is sickly pale, and the big eyes are embedded in the delicate and soft little face, which makes people feel more and more pity.

The girl's name is Xiao Qingling, and she is a guest of this villa.

Xiao Qingling's mother died early, and his father died of a serious illness half a year ago.

The little one's grandfather and grandmother are close friends with Xiao Qingling's parents, and Xiao Qingling's father entrusted his daughter to his friends to take care of before he died.

Xiao Qingling is a premature baby, Xiao's mother was infertile due to ovarian dysfunction, and she was treated for many years, and Xiao's father gave birth to Xiao Qingling in the tenth year of marriage.

The two love their only daughter like a jewel, because the protection is too good, Xiao Qingling was born introverted, resulting in her daughter being slightly autistic and unable to integrate into normal social life.

Before Xiao's father died, he sold all the company's property and stored it in the name of his beloved daughter, and asked his friends to take care of his beloved daughter, but he still didn't see it.

Liu Nianzhi's parents like Xiao Qingling very much, and feel that Xiao Qingling's personality is simple and introverted, and if he marries their son, he will definitely not wronged their baby grandson, so they intend to let Xiao Qingling marry their son and be Liu Nianzhi's stepmother.

With this thought, the couple found an excuse and threw Xiao Qingling to Liu Nianzhi's father, Liu Yiwei, hoping that they could get along day and night and fall in love for a long time.

Obviously, the old couple was thinking too much.

Liu Yiwei already has a sweetheart.

Liu Yiwei's sweetheart is called Lu Fangfei, although the two have not yet obtained a marriage certificate, Lu Fangfei has already lived here, and she seems to be the hostess here on weekdays.

The good wishes of the old couple are afraid that they are going to be in the soup.

Yu Youtian stood under the tree, admiring the beauty while thinking wildly.

Suddenly, Xiao Qingling looked at her as if she sensed something.

Yu Youtian instantly realized that his long-term gaze was a little impolite, and he smiled at her embarrassedly, and walked over, "Light and spiritual, painting?"

Xiao Qingling is a student of Jingcheng Academy of Fine Arts, she is timid and introverted, she does not like to communicate with people, except for eating and sleeping, painting is all her life.

Yu Youtian's temperament, just like her name, is leisurely and quiet, and she can't help but make people feel like and close.

Xiao Qingling is introverted and timid, with a delicate mind, and it is very easy to detect the good and evil emanating from others.

She liked Yu Youtian very much, so she didn't run away, but smiled at her shyly.

Yu Youtian looked at the drawing board and said admiringly: "The painting is so good!"

As a genius girl with all-round talents in poetry and songs, Yu Youtian can see at a glance that Xiao Qingling's painting skills are solid and very aura.

The flowers on the drawing board seem to be alive, as if the wind blows, they will flutter with the wind, and people can't help but lean over and smell the fragrance of the flowers.

Xiao Qingling lowered his head shyly and said softly, "Xiao Zhi's painting is also very good." ”

Yu Youtian subconsciously looked at the little guy.

In front of the little one, there is a small drawing board, and the height is just right for the little one to draw.

The little one drew a little bird, perched on a tree, singing and singing, vivid and lifelike.

Yu Youtian was amazed and looked at Xiao Qingling, "What did you teach Xiaozhi?"

Xiao Qingling nodded shyly, "It's just been taught a few times, Xiaozhi is very smart." ”

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