"Hello?"

"Tie Ming"

What Mr. Lin! A dense layer of sweat instantly appeared on Tie Ming's forehead.

"Mr. Lin!"

"Well, you don't have to call me, I know everything."

Tie Ming didn't dare to say a word, and listened to what Dalin had to say.

"You're not too daring, you can fight my daughter!"

Tie Ming was so frightened that he apologized again and again. Dalin asked him:

"What are you going to do?"

"Listening to Mr. Lin's arrangement, Tie Ming has nothing to say."

"Hehe, you're fearless!" Dalin smiled on the other end of the phone, and continued:

"I deducted half a year's salary, are you convinced?"

Tie Ming smiled bitterly and agreed. Dalin also said:

"I will still provide you with food and accommodation in the past six months, but you have to ensure that Qinxin's grades improve and graduate successfully, and I will pay you this half year's salary again, and I will also give you ten times the remuneration, what do you think?"

"This"

Tie Ming's eyes widened in disbelief, and after thinking about it, he agreed.

"Okay, Tie Ming, this is a gentleman's agreement between the two of us, you have to do it!"

Dalin hung up the phone, Tie Ming wiped the sweat from his forehead, and instantly felt like he was carrying a thousand catties of rice on his shoulders, crying bitterly:

If you want Qin Xin, this Nizi, to improve her grades, you might as well fire me directly!

Dalin hung up the phone and sighed. Manti pricked up his ears to listen, heard clearly, and said with a sneer:

"You don't care about teaching your daughter yourself, someone will discipline you for you."

"It's none of your business!"

"You good father, don't you rush back to see your daughter?"

Dalin spread his hands, revealing a painful and helpless expression:

"I'm so distressed, don't you come to mess up, you see how to go back now, there's a lot of things here."

"Then don't you rest assured that the person surnamed Song won't fight again?"

"He wouldn't dare!"

Da Lin's eyes became fierce, but his heart was extremely chaotic. I just listened to my daughter, this little girl was not seriously injured, and she even excused the sinner after being beaten, but she was subdued by Tie Ming, so she didn't have to worry too much, and she had to thank Tie Ming for teaching well.

"Oh, it's a good way to teach! In the past, the teachers of the private school didn't dare to beat the students like this, at most they slapped their palms twice, and the teacher Song they found was good, and they spanked directly. My baby daughter, Daddy is distressed! ”

Dalin's heart hurt like a needle's tip, and he couldn't help but say:

"Alas, but ...... My dad is really distressed! Who will understand! ”

Manti sneered, feeling so unhappy, finally someone can teach Lin Qinxin a lesson, and let out a sulk for me, Song Tieming, what a boy! Manti was interested in Song Tieming.

Dalin stayed up all night, facing competition in his career and worrying about his daughter's situation. Every day after that, he had to make a phone call home to inquire about his daughter's injuries.

Every time Qin Xin received a call from her father, she comforted her father that she was almost fine, Xiaoju and Aunt Bao took care of them very well, the wound was no longer painful, she could sit and walk, and told her father not to worry about herself outside.

Next, Qin Xin recuperated at home. Iron Tomorrow

Give her tutoring homework, Qin Xin likes to study more and more, and she has begun to preview her homework. The more this little girl is like this, the more guilty Tie Ming feels in his heart, and he always wants to find an opportunity to make up for her.

On this day, Qin Xin was gnawing on pig's trotters, his hands and face were full of gravy, and when he saw Tie Ming coming in, he pinched a piece of pig's trotters and gave it to him, inviting him to eat together. Tie Ming waved his hand and said that he had eaten. Qin Xin gnawed on it alone, Tie Ming saw that there was still half a plate of pig's trotters, and she couldn't finish it for a while, so she asked her to check the homework book first. Qin Xin snorted angrily at the table, still holding the plate.

Tie Ming picked up the homework book and looked at it, well, the handwriting is neater than before, and the arithmetic problems are also written very clearly step by step, this attitude has gone up a big level, not bad. Tie Ming flipped through the pages and smiled with satisfaction, and when he turned the page, a picture album came into view.

Tie Ming didn't pick up the album, but sandwiched it in the homework book and opened it to see. The painting is a white portrait of the twelve golden hairpins of the Dream of Red Mansions, and the depiction is really good.

A plate of pig's trotters has been gnawed, Tie Ming has not put down the homework book, Qin Xin feels strange, and suddenly remembers that he seems to have sandwiched the album in it, oh no, he won't see it, he won't confiscate it for himself.

Qin Xin couldn't see what he was looking at. Tie Ming put away the album, gave the homework book to Qin Xin, and praised her for doing her homework more and more seriously. Qin Xin didn't pay attention to Tie Ming's praise of her at all, and as soon as she got the homework book, she flipped it up.

"Where?"

I didn't have that homework book when I flipped through it, and I was anxious: I spent a lot of effort to draw a single stroke of a person. The figures, appearances, jewelry, and clothes of the characters are all imagined by their own understanding, and they are all painstaking efforts, and they can't be lost! Can't be lost!

Tie Ming handed the album to her and asked her:

"Looking for this?"

Qin Xin stretched out his hand to get it, but Tie Ming dodged her and said:

"This is also part of your homework?"

Qin Xin smacked out his tongue in embarrassment and said:

"I'll draw casually, don't throw it away!"

Tie Ming smiled, put away the album for her, Qin Xin saw that he didn't mean to return himself, worried that he would really lose the album, but he didn't dare to come back, he was so confused, he took the homework book and pad the album, why did he put the album in it, really.

Qin Xin looked at Tie Ming with pleading eyes, begging him to return the album to her. Tie Ming understood what she meant, and deliberately avoided it and ignored it. looked like he didn't return the picture book, and told Qin Xin to concentrate on studying, so he opened the homework book and tutored her homework.

It's another headache geometry problem. Where did Qin Xin listen to it, his mind was full of only the picture book of the characters of the Red Mansion, but there was only Tie Ming's chattering voice in his ears, it was really Sun Wukong's more headache the more he listened to the mantra.

"Listen well!"

"Ding" Tie Ming knocked on Qin Xin's head with a pen, the force was not heavy, but it was cold and penetrating, Qin Xin came back to his senses, held his mouth aggrievedly, and shouted for himself:

"I'm listening!"

"Then don't get distracted!"

Qin listened to the lecture seriously, and as the minutes passed, the class was finally finished.

Before leaving, Tie Ming opened the album and looked at it, then looked at Qin Xin, smiled, and went out. Qin Xin pisted behind her, this Song Tieming is really stingy, if you throw it at me, I will draw another copy and hide it in a place where you can't see it.

Tie Ming returned to the small western-style building, found the brush and paint, called up the five colors, opened the album, and colored the characters one by one.

Daiyu's clothes, Tie Ming used cyan, green, blue and light yellow, she has a quiet temperament and does not like to be lively

, these four colors are best for her.

Baochai's clothes are rich but not gorgeous, and it is better to use honey and gold. The four spring clubs are wearing flower butterfly pink dresses.

"Dream of Red Mansions" was Tie Ming's favorite when he was a student, and he was obsessed with it for a while. It turned out that Qin Xin also liked it, she imagined the appearance and demeanor of the twelve hairpins of Jinling according to the description of the characters in the book, and fell on the paper, which was her own perception, so I helped her add color and finishing touch.

After dinner, Tie Ming came to tutor Qin Xin again, which was still the geometry problem of that day.

Qin Xin sat on the cotton mat and listened to Tie Ming explain her ideas, but she didn't understand a little bit, and looked up and asked him. Qin Xin opened his mouth, and a thick smell of leeks came to his face, Tie Ming was about to be smoked, and the person involuntarily looked back, rubbed his nose a few times, and hurriedly covered it up, it was not easy to say anything.

Qin Xin smiled instead, deliberately approached him, opened his mouth wide and breathed, and said word by word:

"Tonight, Aunt Bao's snack leek box from her hometown is delicious, I ate a lot, hehe!"

Tie Ming held his breath, he couldn't help it, and turned his head to retch. Qin Xin glanced at him and said:

"Is that an exaggeration? You don't eat leeks? ”

Tie Ming stood up on the table, calmed down, and said:

"Qinxin, I don't touch the meat, and I never eat leeks, green onions, and garlic."

"Yo, you're weird!"

Qin Xin had no choice but to let Xiaoju make a cup of fragrant tea and rinse it, so as not to smoke people.

After the homework was done, Qin Xin stretched his waist, thumped his arms, and turned his neck.

"Ouch, it's really tiring to draw graphics, what angles, perspectives, proportions, and rules are so many, and the drawings are not good-looking."

"It's not fun to draw graphics, but it's fun to draw people!"

Tie Ming said with a smile, Qin Xin remembered his "Jinling Twelve Hairpins" white sketch album, after he took it away, did he throw it away? I painted according to the characters in "Dream of Red Mansions" according to their personality and temperament, but it was not easy, I painted it for more than half a year, and I accidentally caught it in the homework book, and he found it and confiscated it. Thinking of this, he questioned Tie Minglai:

"Did you throw away my album?"

Tie Ming didn't speak, and nodded apologetically. Qin Xin believed it, fell down on the table, buried his head in his notebook, and cried aggrievedly:

"If you don't do good deeds, what's wrong with me painting, I didn't miss reading, why did you throw it away for me, why!"

Qin Xin sprinkled, no matter how Tie Ming persuaded her, it was useless.

"Alright, alright."

"Don't listen, don't listen!"

"What do you see what this is?"

Qin Xin looked up and saw Tie Ming holding his album, overjoyed, grabbed it, opened it and looked, oh my God, the twelve hairpins are colored, it's really beautiful.

Damn why did Song Tieming lie to her. Qin stared at Tie Ming dissatisfied, dissatisfied with why he teased himself, obviously seeing that he was so anxious about this album, he was still slowly and leisurely circling there; Obviously, I didn't throw away the album, but added color, why didn't you tell me and discuss it with me?

"Are you satisfied with my drawing?"

Qin Xin's face was still dark, and Tie Ming thought that he had done something wrong, so he asked her again. Qin Xin punched him and shouted:

"Let you lie to me, let you lie to me, hit you and beat you!"

Tie Ming hugged his head and begged for mercy, and the room was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

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