"How's that?" Sheng Que Xing didn't understand what he meant.

Zhou Beijing put down the two plates of sandwiches, turned around and took out the milk, and pointed to the bar behind him, "Milk cup."

Sheng Que Xing turned around and took the two milk cups, looked at the milk that was poured into the cups, and seemed to understand something.

"Are you trying to tell me that she's a good tutor for me to do well? Die of this heart, I won't learn."

In the huge restaurant, there is a sense of oppression in the picture coordination of the two people, which is from Zhou Beijing.

While being taken care of by Zhou Beijing to eat and drink, Sheng Que Xing felt furious in his heart, and he was a little afraid when he said cruel words.

But in Zhou Beijing's opinion, he was not cruel at all.

After pouring the milk and putting it back in the refrigerator, Zhou Beijing pulled out the chair in the main seat and sat down, took a sip of milk, and licked the milk stains on his lips.

"I didn't say she's good, I just want to ask you how you feel about her, if you don't think it's good, then change it."

Lu Qianning is not Sheng Quexing's first tutor, but the Nth.

Thinking of the previous education of those tutors, all kinds of persuasion that is easy to talk about.

In the end, he couldn't figure him out, and he patted his ass and left, and he sued in front of Zhou Beijing.

Sheng Que Xing felt that Lu Qianning was different from them.

"No, it's troublesome to change it, anyway, I don't learn."

To Sheng Quexing's surprise, Zhou Beijing ate expressionlessly, as if he didn't care whether he learned or not.

Elegantly finished a sandwich, he pulled out a tissue to wipe his mouth.

Raising his eyebrows, he said to Sheng Que Xing, "Then follow Lu Qianning to the end, if you can't persuade her to give up on you, then you have to study hard, if you can convince her - or "cure" to obey, I will help you solve your sister."

Sheng Que Xing's eyes lit up, what does this mean to let him do it casually?

But he couldn't believe it, "Brother Beijing, you're not kidding, are you?"

"Am I kidding?" Zhou Beijing looked sideways and looked at him seriously.

"That...... As soon as I do it, you're going to let me go and stop looking for me?" Sheng Que Xing asked again.

Zhou Beijing thought for a while and said, "I can only promise that I won't look for you, but I can't promise your sister not to look for you."

"Where can she find me without you!?" Sheng Que Xing stuffed the sandwich into his mouth and gestured "OK" at him.

He put away the plate in a hurry, turned around and ran upstairs to make a plan to "repel Lu Qianning".

But Lu Qianning was racking her brains to find a way to "capture" Sheng Que Xing, and she thought of Zhang Yingying.

When she came to Zhang's house, Mrs. Zhang made an appointment with her little sister to play cards as usual, and there was only Zhang Huanning at home.

"Teacher Lu, my wife is relatively simple, she was obviously used by others last time, and as soon as the misunderstanding was resolved, she returned to the card game, don't mind."

Zhang Huanning apologized for his wife.

Lu Qianning hurriedly smiled, "Mr. Zhang is serious, and he is suspicious of me, proving that Mrs. Zhang is a qualified mother, of course I won't mind."

"Teacher Lu is also a qualified teacher, I guess there is another reason why you are so kind to Sheng Que." Zhang Huanning led her into the house, and after a few words, she went upstairs.

The area of the small two-story apartment of the Zhang family is not particularly large, but the decoration is warm and exquisite.

Several rooms on the second floor are Zhang Yingying's, with a piano practice room, a study, a bedroom and a place to practice dance.

And Zhang Yingying is also a slim girl, fifteen-year-old she is about 1.6 meters tall, with a slender figure and outstanding appearance.

But it is precisely because of so many interests that she is a little struggling, and she can't keep up with her studies after slacking off for a while.

Zhang Huanning was in a hurry to find Lu Qianning for one-on-one counseling.

Zhang Yingying is also very serious, and she has already taken out the materials that need to be studied in advance and waited for her.

"Let's get started, did you read the information you asked your mother to pass on to you last time?"

Lu Qianning sat down and tutored her homework seriously, an hour later

Rest for ten minutes.

She just started asking about Sheng Que Xing.

"I heard that you and Sheng Que Xing used to be classmates?"

Zhang Yingying nodded, "Yes, we have been classmates since elementary school, we used to live in the same community, but when I moved, I could only see him from school."

"Then can you tell me about some of the things that Sheng Que Xing has?" Lu Qianning brought over the fruit that Zhang Huanning had prepared in advance and put it in front of Zhang Yingying, "Talk while eating."

Speaking of Sheng Que Xing, Zhang Yingying's clean and clear eyes were dyed with a touch of sadness.

But she still agreed, "Yes, I have been in the same community with Sheng Que Xing since I was sensible, but my mother told me to stay away from Sheng Que Xing, saying that their family is too greedy for money......

Although Zhang Yingying is only fifteen years old, she can speak in an orderly manner.

In ten minutes, Lu Qianning probably knew Sheng Que Xing's more detailed family affairs.

Sheng Que Xing's sister was adopted by a wealthy family when Sheng Que Xing was just born.

I heard that the rich and noble family gave the Sheng family a sum of money, but the Sheng family and his wife took the money and spent all the time, and the family didn't care.

So Sheng Que Xing grew up with his grandmother, compared to the days when the Sheng family and his wife were lavish, one old and one young can only be regarded as average.

Sheng Quexing had a good academic performance since he was a child, and he listened to his grandmother very much, until his grandmother died, and he suddenly became silent.

He was bullied at school, and his nose was bruised and swollen, but his parents didn't have time to care about him.

Zhang Yingying also has a classmate who lives in a community with Sheng Quexing, and she can always hear the Sheng family and his wife quarreling.

For a whole year, they quarreled almost every day, and one day they suddenly stopped fighting.

When they went in and out, they met their neighbors and started chatting, mentioning their daughters from time to time.

It was as if life was back on track, but it was dead within two days!

Since then, no one has taken care of Sheng Quexing, and he has dropped out of school in fights.

Then Zhang Yingying could only find him from the alley next to the school, from the pile of thugs.

When he heard that Sheng Quexing's parents were dead, Lu Qianning suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

Seeing that it was pitch black outside, he swallowed his saliva and said, "I see, then his life experience is quite miserable, let's continue the class."

"Okay." Zhang Yingying took the empty fruit plate away and continued to study.

Another hour passed, the class ended, and Lu Qianning finished the final summary for Zhang Yingying, and began to pack up his things.

"Teacher Lu." Zhang Yingying suddenly raised her head and looked at her, "Sheng Que Xing used to study very well, and his grades are better than mine, you will definitely help him, right?"

The clean and bottom-toe gaze is kind and pure.

Lu Qianning quickly put the information in her bag, patted her head and smiled, "Yes, did you have a good relationship with him before?"

"We often go home together." After Zhang Yingying finished speaking, she lowered her head, and she didn't know what to think, and the roots of her ears were a little red.

Lu Qianning didn't notice, she just became more and more determined to pull Sheng Que Xing back from the "deviated course".

When she got home, Lu Qianning had some insomnia and took out the cracked bead from her bag.

The beads were smooth and of high quality, and should be worth a lot of money, so she washed the red rope and dried it with a hair dryer.

Put the beads and string back together and squeeze some clear quick-drying glue in between.

Within a few seconds, the beads returned to their original shape, and even the cracks disappeared.

She smiled knowingly, put the beads in her bag, and began to prepare materials for Sheng Quexing's make-up class tomorrow.

Although she may not be able to use it, she still stubbornly carries it every day.

Educational institutions.

On Friday morning, Lu Qianning finished his weekly meeting, and when he came out of the conference room, he saw He Shuhua standing from the door with a somewhat tangled face.

Seeing her come out, He Shuhua quickly walked over, scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "Teacher Lu, I have something I want to ask you for help."

"You say.

Lu Qianning's pace slowed down a little.

"My mom wants to add you on WeChat."

Lu Qianning: "???"

She stopped directly and looked at He Shuhua in surprise.

He Shuhua hurriedly shook his head and explained, "Don't get me wrong, the main thing is that I just graduated from college, I want to wander outside, my mother is not at ease, she came to us just now and wants to meet you, but suddenly something can't wait for you to finish the meeting and she leaves."

The purpose of coming is probably to hope that Lu Qianning can take more care of He Shuhua and the like.

Lu Qianning nodded clearly, "I know, then you can push my WeChat to her."

"Thank you!" He Shuhua thanked him and tossed his mobile phone a few times.

Within a few seconds, Lu Qianning's WeChat received a friend request from "Wencheng Pretty Girl".

[Hello, I'm He Shuhua's mother, I'm sorry to disturb you. 】

The other party quickly sent a message, and it also showed that it was typing.

[You're his boss, aren't you?] I heard him say that you are a woman, you are so powerful, please take care of our family Shuhua more in the future! 】

The words were refreshing and straightforward, and Lu Qianning, who was watching it, couldn't help but laugh.

[Auntie, don't worry, I will take good care of Teacher He.] 】

After a few more polite words, Mrs. He wanted to invite Lu Qianning to dinner, but Lu Qianning hurriedly refused.

repeatedly proved that she would definitely take care of He Shuhua and ensure that He Shuhua would not be bullied, and then ended the chat.

In the evening, she came to the water piano, which was the door opened for her by Zhang Wenbo.

The villa was brightly lit, and there were a few figures sitting in the living room.

Except for Sheng Que Xing, who had a gloomy face and a disdainful face, sitting on the sofa with his hands folded.

and Zhou Beijing's long figure standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, with a cigarette between his fingers.

Smoke spilled from his thin lips, and his long, slightly narrowed eyes revealed wanton nobility.

In addition, there was a woman in her mid-forties sitting on the sofa, but she looked in her thirties when properly maintained, with long bejeweled hair pulled up.

Painted with delicate light makeup, his eyes fell directly on Lu Qianning.

"Are you...... A tutor for Xiao Que?" The woman was the first to speak.

Lu Qianning bowed slightly, and smiled at the woman, "Yes."

The conversation between the two was simple, but it made her slightly awkward.

Because I don't know the identity of the other party, it seems impolite to ask directly.

Zhang Wenbo seemed to see her embarrassment, and introduced, "This is Mrs. Mo."

But that's about it, without much introduction.

Lu Qianning bowed slightly, "Hello Mrs. Mo."

"Hello, what's your name?" Mrs. Mo asked.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Zhou Beijing's towering brows folded slightly, his thin lips spit out smoke, and he extinguished the cigarette in his hand and walked over.

"Lu Qianning." Lu Qianning reported his name, and listened to Zhou Beijing coldly, "Take him to class."

"Okay." Hearing this, Lu Qianning looked at Sheng Que Xing, who got up and went upstairs.

When she walked upstairs slowly, she vaguely heard Mrs. Mo also say goodbye, and then the sound of the door opening and closing sounded.

Mrs. Mo, who walked out of the villa, got into a luxury car on the side of the road, and dialed the phone as soon as she sat in.

"Yu Feng, I've inquired, Sheng Que Xing's make-up teacher is called Lu Qianning...... Hey, okay, you can leave it to me!"