Chapter 131 Educating Students

Qingyao stood up, her long skirt dragging on the ground. She turned around and came to a pool of water with five-color light. There were misty clouds here, and the lake was so calm that there was almost no ripple.

She walked forward, and the corners of her clothes floated on the water from time to time. Then a water mirror rose from the air. She sat down, and her feet gently touched the water, and every time, it seemed to arouse people's hearts.

In the water mirror, there was the figure of Yan Baixuan struggling to climb up.

"You are not going up."

She lifted her chin and played with her hair from time to time, her movements were lazy and casual.

Lu Yi opened the door and was about to speak, but Ye Shuyun turned around and shushed her son.

Lu Yi understood that it meant for him to shut up. He changed his shoes and prepared to go upstairs in a while, but when he went over, he saw the figure sitting in the water on TV, with half of his side face and a pair of thin white feet splashing water from time to time.

"Miss, the headmaster is looking for you," a voice came hurriedly from outside.

Qingyao stretched out her hand, and the water 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 bridge on the water. Her feet stepped on it, step by step, and when she came out, she had already put on a pair of shoes.

The fairy spirit came from her figure, the worldly spirit came from her expression, and the purity came from her face.

This is a woman with a fairy spirit, but at the same time she is also very arrogant.

Lu Yi walked over, then sat next to Ye Shuyun, then casually stretched out his legs and watched like this.

On the TV, Shopkeeper Qing pointed directly at the man on the ground and said to Qingyao.

"Qingyao, from now on, this is your junior brother."

Qingyao was stunned, and under her trembling eyelashes, there was also a flash of unbelievable, isn't this... that person? And for the first time, she actually became a little stupid.

The daughter of the head of Qingshan Sect lost her cool image for the first time.

And this ragged guy, her... junior brother.

It was over, and Ye Shuyun rubbed her eyes in disbelief. Two episodes were over, and her little golden silkworm just appeared. In more than two episodes, the man played the most, but her little golden silkworm only appeared for a moment, and then it was gone. She had to wait until next week.

Because it was filmed and broadcasted at the same time, the TV series was scheduled to be broadcasted four episodes every Saturday and week, and today happened to be the weekend, so if they wanted to watch it, they could only wait until the next Saturday.

Seven days, and it was over before they had enough fun.

"Hey, Lu Yi, why are you here?" Ye Shuyun saw her son sitting next to her, "When did you come back?"

Lu Yi sighed softly, "Mom, am I your child?" It was still the one on TV. His mother was simply poisoned by the little golden silkworm. Now she checks his Weibo every day and hired a pure aunt for herself. It's simply crazy.

Ye Shuyun squinted at her son, "Of course it's Little Golden Silkworm, what do I want you to do, not Little Cotton-padded Jacket?"

Lu Yi shook his head, he stood up again, ready to go back to his room, but he was also surprised that he would sit here and watch TV, and he had forgotten how long it had been since he had watched a complete TV series, and it was still this kind.

He opened the door, took a shower, changed clothes, and then habitually, he lay on the bed, took the phone, opened the woman's Weibo, and at this time, Weibo was full of various messages, and there was a picture of a little woman in ancient costume, who was actually making scissors hands.

Compared to the TV, it felt more down-to-earth and approachable, not the kind of Qingyao who was high above, a little arrogant, and full of fairy spirit.

He flipped up again and saw that the messages on it almost reached a thousand, and the number of fans on this Weibo was now five thousand. When he looked at it a few days ago, there were only a few hundred people, but now it has exceeded five thousand, and it is still rising at a speed that can be seen with the naked eye.

Innocent aunt: "My daughter is so beautiful, so beautiful, that look, that look, that watery little look, the favorite of middle-aged aunts."

Real me cabbage: "Aunt upstairs, our goddess is of course beautiful, even if she is in the same frame with Liang Chen, she is not inferior at all, my goddess, I really love you."

Luoluo Lanlan: "Are my goddess' feet also so beautiful, are they upstairs and downstairs?"

Please call me Xiao Ming: "Of course they are so beautiful, that's my goddess, goddess, I want to wipe your shoes and wash your feet."

Little bench: "The one upstairs, add me, 嘤嘤嘤, my goddess's look is so beautiful, it's simply a killer look, and she's bending down, I can guarantee that my goddess definitely didn't use a stand-in."

Pretending to be pure aunt: "That's right, my daughter used to be a serious stand-in, how could she use a stand-in, I heard that she did it all by herself, but, thinking about it again, it hurts."

Then the people downstairs also followed suit and sent a distressed expression.

Lu Yi put down his phone, and finally he sat up and made himself a cup of milk tea. Then he held the milk tea in one hand and took the notebook on the table with the other hand. Then he sat on the bed and started watching the TV series called Xunxian from the beginning.

When he came back, the show was almost over, so he hadn't watched more than one episode. He was drinking milk tea while staring at the computer screen. The blue light from the TV screen fell on his face, and there was a deep tranquility, just like the dark blue of the sky.

At this time, a cell phone rang.

Lu Yi held the cup in his hand, and then he remembered that he had finished a cup of milk tea. He took his cell phone again. It was Fang Zhu calling.

He put the phone to his ear.

"Hello..." There was almost no ups and downs in the voice, just like him. He was not romantic, and he didn't understand romance. However, it was obvious that the woman on the other end was the same.

"Why didn't you call me?" The woman on the other end of the phone used a questioning tone, and seemed very unhappy, and Lu Yi could actually imagine that she had that meticulously combed hair and sat at home properly. It didn't seem like questioning, but her students didn't finish their homework, and the teacher was unhappy.

Lu Yi raised his wrist and looked at the watch on his wrist. Must he call me every day? This is not love, this is completing a task.

Sorry, I was just taking a shower," he did not explain himself.