Professor Qin Tian’s eldest daughter?
Director Li's expression suddenly became less calm.
When talking about Qin Tian's daughter, how could people not think of Qin Lan'er, a cunning elf who uses flying knives?
When it comes to Qin Laner, the opponent's knife-throwing skill, which seems to be carrying a precision rifle, is very troublesome.
Even though Qin Laner had been observed by him, there was no risk of being anti-social or anti-human.
But she was still a little worried in her heart. In ancient words, Qin Laner had a chivalrous heart.
This also means that if one day she sees something that is not in line with her values, she will probably take action.
By that time, it is likely to have irreparable consequences.
The filing he made against Qin Laner was not only for prevention but also to protect Qin Laner.
With Qin Lan'er's lesson learned from the past, even though Qin Yue'er who was practicing swordsmanship in the video didn't show anything beyond common sense, he was somewhat concerned.
"What is Professor Qin Tian doing again?" Director Li rubbed his eyebrows with a headache. During this period, Qin Tian's name appeared too many times in his life, making him feel exhausted when he heard the name.
"I heard that he is teaching his daughter to practice swordsmanship." Chen Guanghua said.
"Sword practice?" Bureau Li frowned slightly. Of course he knew he was practicing sword practice. After all, Qin Yue'er was holding a long sword in her hand.
"Huo Ruyi shoots at the nine sunsets, as powerful as a group of emperors flying into the sky."
"It comes like thunder to absorb its wrath, and it ends like the clear light of the river and sea."
Under Director Li's gaze, Chen Guanghua quietly read out four lines of poetry.
"Why are you suddenly reciting poems?" Director Li looked at Chen Guanghua. I am standing here now because I want to hear you explain to me what practicing swordsmanship is, not to listen to you reciting poems correctly.
"This is a poem written by Du Fu, a poet of the Tang Dynasty, who was deeply shocked after watching Gongsun's sword dance."
"Since then, Gongsun Sword Dance has become a swan song, appearing only in poetry."
"However, Professor Qin Tian's daughter said that what Professor Qin Tian taught her was the legendary lost Gongsun Sword Dance." Chen Guanghua said happily.
"Gongsun Jianwu?" Bureau Li frowned slightly.
He now knows what Chen Guanghua means.
"We have no reason to monitor them. What's more, if they are just practicing swordsmanship, if we have to monitor them, then we will have to send personnel to monitor the martial arts schools, the old and aunties dancing swords in the square, and the martial arts halls. .”
"I can't wait to break each of you into five pieces and use them. Where can I find the manpower to pay attention to these trivial matters." Director Li returned the mobile phone playing the video to Chen Guanghua.
"." After hearing Director Li's straightforward words, Chen Guanghua shrank his head and did not dare to say anything.
Yesterday, when I heard them talking about the province-wide public security video conference in the group of colleagues, Director Li was scolded by the provincial department.
It seems that he is still angry now, so he should not cause any more trouble for him.
But things have already happened, and it is obviously impossible for Chen Guanghua to regret it now.
"You were transferred from the Criminal Investigation Section to the Archives Office. During this period, you will put your work in the Archives Room aside and return to the Criminal Investigation Section to cooperate with the work." Director Li's words fell into Chen Guanghua's ears.
"Ah?" Chen Guanghua was dumbfounded.
"Ah what? Do you have any opinions?" Director Li asked coldly with a straight face.
"No, no objection." Chen Guanghua shook his head sincerely.
"If you have any objections, just report to the Criminal Investigation Department." Bureau Li waved his hand and left.
Chen Guanghua stood there with a surprised expression in his eyes.
So urgent? It seems that a big move is indeed coming.
After gathering his mood, Chen Guanghua walked towards the Criminal Investigation Department. It seemed that he no longer belonged to the archives room for the time being.
In the blink of an eye.
Three days passed.
Qin Yue'er's progress seemed to have stalled, or even regressed. There were white marks on the wooden figures, but there were very few sword marks.
But Qin Yue'er was not discouraged. On the contrary, during these days of practice, Qin Yue'er's eyes became brighter and brighter.
despair!
despair!
despair!
In the sea breeze, Qin Yue'er slashed at the wooden man stake with one sword after another against the wind.
A crisp sound sounded rhythmically in the yard.
Qin Lan'er seems to be obsessed with live broadcasts recently. In other words, she can't help but be fascinated by the heroines in the audience.
Every day when I get home from school, I like to turn on the live broadcast.
Today, Qin Laner prepared a rare knife throwing performance, which naturally made the audience in the live broadcast room excited.
In the past few days, they had become numb watching Qin Yue'er cutting wooden human stakes every day.
Isn't the reason why I stayed in the live broadcast room just to watch Qin Lan'er use her flying knife skills live?
"Xixun flying knife, Tian Ha Wu Di." Once again speaking in less than standard Cantonese, Qin Laner placed her phone in a place where she could clearly see the flying knife she was about to display.
The viewers in the live broadcast room cried with joy when they saw that Qin Laner finally understood the reason why they endured the boring days.
Fans who call themselves "Blue Rabbit" are even more happy to beat gongs and drums and shout to the sky and the earth.
Their long-cherished wish finally came true today.
However, just when Qin Laner walked into the yard, the doorbell rang.
Qin Lan'er blinked and looked at Qin Yue'er.
But Qin Yue'er seemed not to hear anything and still maintained the frequency of her slashing attacks.
Qin Laner looked at the window in the middle of the second floor again.
That was Qin Xing'er's bedroom. During this period, Qin Xing'er was reviewing her homework every day when she came back. Basically, if she had nothing to do when she got home, she would stay in the room and not come out.
And the tempting smell of rice coming from the tip of his nose also let Qin Lan'er know that Qin Tian probably couldn't pull out his hand at this time.
Seeing this, Qin Lan'er pouted her little mouth slightly, hid the flying knife she had taken out in her hand, and walked towards the door.
Okay, okay, it seems that Qin Lan's heroine is destined to have a miserable life.
Qin Lan'er muttered in her heart and walked towards the door.
When she opened the door, a pretty woman about thirty years old with a little makeup was standing outside.
"Who are you?" The moment Qin Laner saw the woman, his eyes shone with vigilance.
"Hello, is this Qin Yue'er's home?" The woman was also stunned by Qin Lan'er's sudden defensive posture, but she just regarded it as Qin Lan'er's warning to a stranger. I was on guard and didn't care.
"." Qin Laner looked up and down at the woman in front of him.
She is a very good-looking aunt, but compared to her mother, she is still far behind.
Suddenly, Qin Laner felt relieved.
"Are you looking for sister?" Qin Laner asked.
"I am Qin Yue'er's teacher. I have something to discuss with your father." The woman was the music teacher who taught sword dance in Qin Yue'er's class. She rolled up her hair that had been blown away by the sea breeze and smiled softly.
(End of chapter)
