What did you say?
What did you say? !
Qin Ningyu felt embarrassed and her face heated up. This was the student she taught, and her cousin and best friend around her must despise him to death.
Pfft——
Sure enough, my cousin couldn't help but smile.
Qin Ningyu was immediately furious. She glared at Zhong Yu and signaled Zhong Yu to get out of here.
"Ningyu, you are a very funny student." Qin Ningyu's cousin and best friend chuckled, her beautiful eyes turning and shining.
It is said that birds of a feather flock together, and Qin Ningyu’s cousin Mei Yan is on par with Qin Ningyu and is absolutely pleasing to the eye.
Zhong Yu smiled pleasantly and said to Qin Ningyu's cousin, "Hello, little sister."
"Hello." Qin Ningyu's cousin regained some of her beauty's reserve and responded to Zhong Yu in a friendly manner.
"Smooth talk, go ahead if you have nothing to do!" Qin Ningyu couldn't bear it anymore and shouted out to chase them away.
Zhong Yu laughed: "Goodbye, little sister."
Then she bypassed Qin Ningyu and her cousin and left the cafe.
Qin Ningyu and her cousin Han Jing sat down at an empty table. Han Jing smiled and said, "What's the name of your student? He's so handsome, and he's also humorous."
"Do you want me to give you his WeChat account?" Qin Ningyu said angrily, "How old are you, and you are still a nymphomaniac!"
She and Han Jing are similar in age. They are cousins and best friends who talk about everything.
Unexpectedly, Han Jing followed the snake and shouted happily: "Okay, okay, give me his WeChat and I will add him as a friend. These days, sibling relationships are popular."
As she spoke, she took out her mobile phone from her LV bag.
Qin Ningyu rolled her eyes in anger: "How can I have his WeChat account for a bad student like him who sleeps in class?"
Of course, she doesn't have Zhong Yu's WeChat account because she never adds WeChat accounts to male students easily. She has learned a lot from it and was harassed.
Han Jing looked disappointed: "Then next time you see him, help me ask for his WeChat account."
"Haha." Qin Ningyu made a cold laugh.
Obviously impossible.
After ordering coffee and pastries, Qin Ningyu and Han Jing continued to chat casually.
Han Jing showed off: "I am the King of Glory."
"What?" Qin Ningyu was surprised at first, and then strongly suspected, "Impossible!"
How could she not know what kind of gaming idiot her cousin is?
"Hehe," Han Jing said with a smile, "The one who knows me is Ningyu."
She leaned her upper body slightly forward and said mysteriously: "I'm asking for a substitute training."
Pulling back her waist, she continued: "What rank are you in now? Are you almost the king?"
"Uh..., I haven't been playing seriously recently." Qin Ningyu said vaguely.
Han Jing said with envy: "A top student like you can do anything easily. It will be easy to become the king."
Qin Ningyu didn't answer, she lowered her head and pretended to drink coffee to avoid her cousin seeing her blush.
However, Han Jing's request for a power coach reminded her that she might be able to find Zhong Yu to help her become the king.
No, no, how could I, Qin Ningyu, fall so easily?
If I'm not good at playing, I can find someone to teach me, like Zhong Yu.
Although he is a student, I am not ashamed to ask.
I want to rely on my own strength to become the king! ! !
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Zhong Yu bought a bunch of snacks and fruits and took them back to the dormitory. The roommates who were enjoying the glory of the king immediately burst into cheers.
"Brother Zhong, you are so kind!"
"Brother Zhong is so proud!"
…
A group of animals are eating snacks and flattering each other.
Zhong Yu smiled, he had this little money.
"When you're full, continue practicing as a hero." Zhong Yu said with a smile, "I'll check your progress later."
"If the progress is too slow, I'll kick your ass!"
"Hahaha..." The roommates laughed.
Half an hour later, Zhong Yu began to check the progress of his roommates in becoming proficient heroes.
The roommates were making good progress, and Zhong Yu did not forget to take the opportunity to teach them some personal skills during the inspection.
The next morning, Zhong Yu waited in front of the school's main entrance in advance.
At nine o'clock, a red Maserati Quattroporte slowly stopped in front of him.
The car window leaning toward Zhong Yu slid down, and Zhong Yu saw Su Qingyu wearing a white skirt sitting inside.
Because of the side angle, he accidentally noticed that Su Qingyu was very angry.
"Get in the car." Su Qingyu called.
Zhong Yu opened the rear door and got in.
Almost an hour later, Zhong Yu saw the famous hidden doctor Su Qingyu mentioned.
His beard and hair are all white, his complexion is as rosy as a baby, and he is energetic and energetic. He does look like a reclusive master.
Su Qingyu respected the "hidden famous doctor" very much and respectfully called him Mr. Chen.
After hearing and asking questions, Zhong Yu asked nervously: "Mr. Chen, what disease do I have?"
Chen Laodao: "You are not sick, you are poisoned. But it is not all poisoning. The poison you are poisoned is also beneficial to the human body."
"..." Zhong Yu was confused.
Mr. Chen saw that Zhong Yu was still confused, and he continued to explain: "You took Qiyang Jade Lip. Qiyang Jade Lip is very rare, and it is hard to find. It has a small chance of stimulating a person's potential, but the side effects are also Not small, just like you, unable to use your brain at high intensity, unable to concentrate at high intensity, often triggering the body's self-protection mechanism and falling asleep involuntarily."
"Qiyang Jade Zhi?" Zhong Yu thought, "I don't remember eating it."
Mr. Chen smiled and said: "No one would take the initiative to eat this kind of thing, so you have been poisoned."
"You must have a way to help me detoxify, right?" Zhong Yu asked expectantly.
Mr. Chen stroked his white beard and said: "It is not poison in itself. I can only help you stimulate your body and digest the yang jade fat. The key is to rely on yourself."
"Are you strong-willed?" he asked again.
Zhong Yu said truthfully: "I don't know."
Mr. Chen: "If you want to be cured, you must endure great pain. I am going to use the seventy-two earth evil needles to stimulate your body. The process is very painful, but you must hold back and cannot faint in the middle, let alone move around. It’ll take about an hour.”
"Of course, I will first use Taiyi Soul Fixing Needle to help you fix your soul."
There is a limit to the pain a person can bear. If it approaches or exceeds the limit, the person will pass out. If he cannot pass out, it may damage his brain, nerves, etc.
"I'm not afraid." Zhong Yu said firmly.
Mr. Chen nodded and stood up: "Follow me."
Zhong Yu followed and followed Mr. Chen into a separate acupuncture room.
After closing the door, Mr. Chen opened the silver needle box and said: "Take off your clothes, all of them. Then stand with your feet side by side, your arms hanging naturally, slightly open to both sides, your palms open, palms facing forward."
Zhong Yu did as he was told.
Mr. Chen moved a chair and put it in front of Zhong Yu, then stood up, holding a silver needle bag in his left hand, and a slender silver needle more than ten centimeters long in his right hand, which made people scared when he saw it.
"After I start injecting the needle, you are not allowed to move or scream." Mr. Chen said seriously, "You only have one chance. Once you fail, there will be no next time."
Zhong Yu responded: "I know."
He took a deep breath and said, "Let's get started."
Mr. Chen began to slowly twist the silver needle, which was more than ten centimeters long, from the Baihui point on the top of Zhong Yu's head...
More than an hour later, Mr. Chen walked out of the acupuncture room tiredly, and Su Qingyu greeted him.
"Mr. Chen, how are you?" she asked with concern.
Mr. Chen showed a smile: "Your friend has a strong willpower. There are not many people in the world who can withstand the seventy-two evil needles. He can withstand it."
Su Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you, Mr. Chen."
"You're welcome, give me the token." Old Chen said.
Su Qingyu took out a special wooden plaque from her LV handbag and presented it respectfully with both hands.
Mr. Chen took the wooden sign and walked away tiredly, while saying: "Your friend needs deep sleep to recover, and the time is uncertain. If you are worried, you can go in to visit."
"I know." Su Qingyu responded.
After Mr. Chen walked away, Su Qingyu hesitated for a while, then gently opened the door and walked in. He saw Zhong Yu sleeping on a single bed, covered with a quilt.
She took a closer look and found that Zhong Yu was very pale, with blood oozing from the corners of his eyes, forming two bloody tears.
"Hiss—" She couldn't help but gasp, unable to imagine what kind of inhuman pain Zhong Yu had just endured.
My heart couldn't help but feel a bit of admiration.
