After arranging the nine pieces of jade in the room according to the formation and arranging the spirit gathering array, Qiao Yu clapped his hands and said to himself with a smile: "That's right!" ”

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Now autumn is gone, and the willow leaves are almost gone, and only the birch and maple trees are still holding on, sprinkling a slightly burgundy golden yellow.

Qiao Yu dialed his father's phone, "Dad, I bought a villa near the school, you can move it over in the past two days." ”

"Ah......" Qiao Qingkuo on the other end of the phone was taken aback, "Don't, villa?" ”

Qiao Yu talked about the formation again, and briefly talked about the changes in Old Man Zhuo, "Dad, if you still live there, sooner or later someone will find out and come back to designate trouble." ”

"Well, that's right. Where did you get the money to buy a villa? ”

"I earned it last time I went to Tiandu, don't worry, you don't know my current ability." Qiao Yu said: "Dad, come over quickly, call me when you arrive, and I'll give you the key." By the way, Dad, how are you studying music? ”

"It's okay...... What am I doing here, you ask? Qiao Qingkuo reacted, "When you say that, I remember that you haven't said what the result was when you went to the capital to participate in the competition last time?" I've been watching "Dominating the Stage" recently, but I haven't seen you, haven't you auditioned? ”

"Something went wrong, I went to a small TV station, and the results were good, but it was ......"

"What's it? Not famous? ”

Qiao Yu shook his head and said, "It's just that I can't eat with you at home during the Chinese New Year this year, so I have to go to the Spring Festival Gala." ”

"Spring Festival Gala? And your show? ”

"Well, let's go, then."

Qiao Qingkuo on the other end of the phone thought that his son said that he was a small TV station and also participated in the Spring Festival Gala, and he felt that it must be the kind of chorus show where many people are together, and he didn't care about it.

If you show your face without showing your face, going to the big stage of the Spring Festival Gala is a kind of exercise for your son.

After returning to school, he took a class in a muffled voice, and between classes, Qiao Yu walked to the door of the first class and called his sister out.

"Brother, what about Kyoto specialties?" Qiao Ling stretched out her hand like a little girl asking for candy.

"Buy it, I'll give it to you tomorrow."

He bought some food when he came, and he is still at Old Man Zhuo's house, and the rent is not due yet, so he is not in a hurry.

If you want to know that Old Man Zhuo has changed so much, he will put his things in the bachelor apartment, and the key to that house is still in his hands.

Qiao Ling pouted and said reluctantly, "Then why did you call me out?" ”

"Of course, I want you to see that my good brother is still alive!" Luo Lanlan and Gu Qi walked out of the classroom, and the former took over.

“…… Long time no see. Qiao Yu laughed twice.

"Well," Gu Qi nodded, "Long time no see." ”

"Okay, you two don't have affection! Suffocate me fast. Luo Lanlan pulled Qiao Ling and Gu Qi, "It's important to get down to business, let's talk about it when we come back." ”

Gu Qi's face turned red, turned his head and walked towards the front with her.

Qiao Ling turned his head and said, "Brother, I'll look for you in the next class." ”

……

Before the end of the second class in the afternoon, Qiao Yu received a call from his father, and hurriedly walked out of the classroom to pick it up: "Dad, have you arrived?" ”

"I'm at the gate of your school." Because his daughter goes to school here, Qiao Qingkuo is not too strange here.

The son suddenly bought a villa, he was also excited about the novelty, out of the bus station, it was rare to have a luxury, and he ran over directly.

"Well, then you wait for me at the newsstand next to the door, and Lingling and I will go over immediately."

Qiao Yu hung up the phone, took advantage of the teacher's inattention, and secretly ran out, and soon, called Qiao Ling out.

He put it all in succinct.

Qiao Ling's reaction was the same as his father's, "Ah, did you buy a villa?" How did you get the money? ”

Hey, I'm tortured along the way. When he arrived at the door, Qiao Ling ran out after seeing his father, and he was liberated.

On the first floor is the living room, kitchen, gym, and on the second floor is the bedroom and study. From top to bottom, the three of them looked at it all, and when they came to the third floor, a cool air rushed in.

Qiao Ling was startled, and was about to retreat, when he suddenly felt that the cool air was very comfortable, fresher than the air after the storm, and he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

As soon as I entered my body, I felt as if I had eaten some kind of food, and I couldn't help but relax my limbs and close my eyes lazily.

When he suddenly came to his senses, he looked at his father and saw that he was no better than himself, and he was relieved.

"Dad, don't you feel okay?"

"That's what you call Reiki?" Qiao Qingkuo asked.

Qiao Yu nodded and said, "Yes." Dad, if you live here every day in the future, it will definitely be good for your body.

When the two of them calmed down, they began to be really busy. Qiao Qingkuo didn't have much to do, and planned to pack up his things and pull them over.

Qiao Ling moved from the school at night, anyway, this one has a bed, and he can sleep with the quilt himself.

In the evening, not long after the night rose, Qiao Yu was called over by Xue Jingwen. Xue Jingwen drove a sports car and did not rush to her home, but came to a famous restaurant in the city.

"You're Qiao Yu, right? Sure enough, the hero boy, I haven't had time to thank Xiaoyi for what happened last time, so it's not too late to make up for it today, right? ”

"It's not too late," Qiao Yu looked at the old man who founded a multi-billion asset group, scratched his head and said: "It's a trivial matter, you don't have to be grateful." ”