Kneeling and begging the ancestors to be a good man

Chapter 91 Divine Doctor Village [01] Mo Qing dropped out of school, Jiang Ke came to pick him up
Song Yiyuan swallowed very hard: "You mean..."

Mo Qing sat down and said, "Be calm today."

Calm down damn it.

Putting the water glass on the table, Song Yiyuan took a breath and walked over: "Don't you want to go to college?"

"Stay there," Mo Qing crossed his legs, supported his chin with one hand, stretched out his fingers to the blooming flowers on the coffee table, and pinched off a petal, "It's not interesting."

"Fart." Song Yiyuan's lungs were on fire.

Mo Qing raised his eyelashes slightly.

"The environment is different now. There is no room for a martial artist. You are a doctor, yes, but whether you are a Chinese medicine doctor or a Western medicine doctor, you must obtain a license. University is your stepping stone."

Song Yiyuan reached out and knocked on the coffee table, saying earnestly: "What do you want to go to school, what you want is that diploma."

Mo Qing didn't speak.

"Hoss won't ignore you, and the base won't ignore you either." Song Yiyuan stared at Mo Qing, "For someone as proud as you, would you rely on the support of the base to survive?"

Mo Qing pinched the petal with her fingers, lowered her long legs, met Song Yiyuan's gaze, and asked, "Teacher Song, what kind of person do you expect me to be?"

Song Yiyuan choked up.

The petals were crushed in his hand, and the juice stained his fingertips red. Mo Qing said again: "In other words, in your heart, what kind of person am I?"

After being dumb for a while, Song Yiyuan said: "I don't want a person who has contributed to the construction of the country to have a diploma that will affect her free choice after a hundred years."

Mo Qing paused with his fingertips.

"You should have guessed that I came to be a teacher because of Xiaohe." Song Yiyuan pursed his lower lip, "His leaving, my hand was crippled, which caused me to be very confused for a while. To teach in the attached middle school, to get a special teacher, it is nothing more than It’s just self-righteously wanting to accomplish Xiao He’s goal.”

"I met a group of cheerful, positive, enthusiastic and motivated students. It was very worry-free and warm, but for me, they were all just passers-by. I just want to evaluate special teachers, and then pat my ass and leave."

"When the director tempted me with 'special teacher', I was not unimpressed. But when I saw you in the live broadcast room, I thought it was just a special teacher, not that important."

"Mo Qing, my purpose of becoming a teacher is not pure, but after I met you, I thought for a moment that it is my honor to be your teacher."

Song Yiyuan finished speaking slowly, heaved a sigh of relief, and said seriously: "I hope I can send you to the college entrance examination and see you go to university."

After listening quietly, Mo Qing threw the petals away, took out a tissue, and wiped her fingers slowly: "You only know a little bit about my past."

Song Yiyuan thought about it carefully and said, "It doesn't matter."

Mo Qing asked: "What if you read it wrong?"

"Then I hope you will show kindness and don't tell me." Song Yiyuan smiled calmly.

After a long pause, Mo Qing suddenly said, "Sorry."

Song Yiyuan was startled: "What?"

Mo Qing stood up, glanced over him, and said in a slightly lower voice, "I have caused you a lot of trouble."

Song Yiyuan's expression flashed with surprise.

*
When the school leaders announced that Mo Qing would be expelled from school for burning the old teaching building, Mo Qing accepted it quietly without arguing or arguing.

As Mo Qing's guardian, Hoss respected Mo Qing's wishes and stood aside without saying a word.

On the contrary, Song Yiyuan was emotional.

"She is acting bravely, why do you let her drop out of school?!" Song Yiyuan stood up suddenly, with his hands on the table, the sense of oppression on his body made several school leaders feel uncomfortable.

"No matter what her purpose is, it can't change the fact that she burned the teaching building!" The dean knocked on the table with his hand, "Saving a person and burning a building, she is a dangerous person!"

Song Yiyuan said angrily: "Is human life worse than an abandoned building?"

The dean said righteously: "You can't say that. It is precisely because the school values ​​human life that the school did not hold Mo Qing accountable."

Lu Zhan pushed his glasses: "The school did this for safety reasons." He glanced at Mo Qing, "With Mo Qing's strength, the school should be vying for it."

Song Yiyuan opened his mouth to swear.

Which school in Dongshi City dares to take the students who were expelled for "burning down a building"?

Of course Mo Qing could go to other places, but this also made them happy.

"Ms. Song, neither Mo Qing nor her guardian has any objections, so why do you react so violently?" The dean said eccentrically, "Since she transferred to another school, you have pampered and protected her. I don't know, but I just listened. I heard some gossip, saying that you privately—"

"Okay." Song Yiyuan frowned and interrupted him simply, "Since this is the case, the director and everyone must have been troubled for a long time. I don't want to cause trouble for you, just resign."

As soon as he said this, the atmosphere fell silent.

Everyone present was a little surprised.

Needless to say, Huo Si and Mo Qing both knew Song Yiyuan's obsession with being a "special teacher". What's more, Mo Qing had given Song Yiyuan a vaccination beforehand, and never thought that Song Yiyuan would just quit.

The rest of the people couldn't figure it out. Not everyone can be a teacher in the No. [-] High School. People outside have to squeeze their heads to do it. Song Yiyuan said he wouldn't do it?

Just for a student?
The dean's face darkened: "Mr. Song, you should have thought it through."

"Yes, Teacher Song, why bother?"

"This is not a trivial matter. The third year of high school you are leading will take the college entrance examination in half a year."

"Resigning at this time, have you thought about the students in Class Seven? Teacher Song, don't be so irresponsible."

……

The rest of the people frowned and began to kidnap Song Yiyuan.

If Song Yiyuan's freshmen and sophomores resign at this time, they don't care.However, Song Yiyuan was in the third year of high school, and Class [-] had a strong cohesive force, so he had the best evaluation of Song Yiyuan.

Song Yiyuan resigned at this time, didn't he want the Seventh Class to rebel?
Looking at the faces of this group of people, Song Yiyuan immediately felt relieved, and said, "I will submit the resignation letter in the afternoon, and we will take Mo Qing to go through the withdrawal procedures first."

He nodded to several people, then turned his head to look at Mo Qing and Huos: "Let's go."

Both Mo Qing and Huos glanced at him.

*
Hoss was the only one who went through the withdrawal procedures.

Mo Qing and Song Yiyuan were waiting for him outside the Academic Affairs Office.

While standing in the corridor, Mo Qing glanced at the door, and suddenly remembered the scene when she first came to sign up - Song Yiyuan leaned against the wall and waited for her, like a romantic young man.

"Have you figured it out?" Mo Qing tilted his head and asked Song Yiyuan, "You obviously love this job very much."

"I'm talented and capable, but I can't find any job." Song Yiyuan looked relaxed, with less burden on his brows, he glanced at Mo Qing, "You should worry about yourself."

Mo Qing shrugged.

Song Yiyuan couldn't figure it out: "Why don't you argue?" He glanced inside the door, "Huo Si can obviously help you."

Mo Qing said, "It's useless."

Some people don't want her to stay, even if she insists on staying through the rights of the base, the people around her will have no peace.

What's more, the student life in the past six months has been enough experience.

While waiting in the corridor, Mo Qing received a call from Jiang Ke.

"Dropped out?" Jiang Ke asked directly, speaking calmly, obviously knowing all the causes and consequences.

Mo Qing replied: "Yes."

"I'll wait for you at the school gate."

Jiang Ke put down his words and turned off the phone.

Mo Qing didn't have a chance to say a word.

Mo Qing was puzzled.

"It's done." Hoss walked out of the Academic Affairs Office, glanced at Song Yiyuan and Mo Qing, and paused on Mo Qing, "The base will consider your whereabouts again."

Then he asked, "When will you move?"

"In two days."

"Okay." Hoss nodded, "I found a few places for you, you can choose..."

Mo Qing said: "There is a place to go."

Huos was stunned: Why is there another place to go?

Song Yiyuan gloated from the side: Huo Si found a good place for Mo Qing every day, searched all the people with good family backgrounds and strong backgrounds in the base, and made a long list... Hey, I'm afraid I can't send it out now!
Mo Qing put the phone away and said, "Jiang Ke is here to pick me up, so I'm leaving first. Go and get the things in my classroom."

After thinking about it for a while, Huoss only thought that Mo Qing would be embarrassed when he went to the classroom, and nodded: "Yeah."

Mo Qing left, turned around and entered the corridor, and his figure disappeared.

Hoss looked at the empty corridor, frowned lightly, and then looked at another big trouble that caused headaches: "Are you really going to resign?"

"What you say, the water you pour out, can it be false?" Song Yiyuan raised his eyebrows.

"Where is the special teacher?"

"Anyway, I won't be able to get it next year. As for the people I offended, if I work for a few more years, or decades, the result should be fine." Song Yiyuan said.

"That's right." Hoss agreed.

Song Yiyuan was choked up by his echo.

However, he was soon relieved.

Lifting his eyes, Song Yiyuan looked towards the opposite teaching building, and his sight fell on a certain classroom.

When he offered to resign, he didn't feel sad or regretful, but relieved.

Perhaps, he is really not a good teacher.

Hoss glanced at his watch and said with a serious expression, "It just so happens that I have a task in hand that requires you to travel for half a year..."

"Can you be a little human?"

Song Yiyuan restrained all his emotions, his eyes widened, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

He was dissatisfied: "I was just about to resign, so I was asked to work, that's not how a donkey works!"

"Staff," said Hawes.

Song Yiyuan changed his face in a second: "You say, what task, I promise to complete it."

*
It was still during class time, and there were no traces of students on the campus.

Mo Qing paced on the boulevard, his eyes swept over the surrounding scenery, the gray school building, the towering trees, the silent forest.But four months, already familiar.

She remembered the time she dropped out of school a hundred years ago.

It was quite lively at that time, Adjutant Mo, Ah Qiao, Yan Nan, and Jing Shi were all there, and there was no rule to go through the formalities of withdrawing from school.

As soon as they went out, they ran into Jiang Yan.

One by one they became quails.

They all thought that Jiang Yan would teach them a good lesson, but in the end, Jiang Yan invited Yannan and the others to have a meal, and then asked Yannan and the others to make trouble at the rich man's house in the evening.

Jiang Yan did not record it.

Ah Qiao, Yan Nan, and Jing Shi are also not recorded.

There was only one Adjutant Mo, who took root in the imperial city and left his name. Although he is no longer alive now, Zebei is the posterity.

Mo Qing passed the statue of Yao Dexuan again.

She stopped, tilted her head slightly, raised her eyes, and stared at the stone statue with many cracks but not yet noticed, with a slight smile on her lips.

——What's the use of keeping it?
——Every day, there are countless students coming and going, but no one has ever taken a second look.

Mo Qing's eyebrows turned cold, and a silver needle flew out from his fingertip, piercing directly into the center of the statue's brow.This time, it didn't penetrate to the end, and the end didn't show at all.

Mo Qing turned around and left.

One step, two steps, three steps...

The moment she stepped through the gate of the school, the stone statue suddenly cracked, and cracks spread on the stone statue. In an instant, the stone statue fell apart and shattered into pieces.

The sound of rocks rolling down caught the security guard's attention.

Before long, the whole school will know, and the name and past of "Yao Dexuan" will become their topic of conversation again.

……

Jiang Ke's car was parked on the side of the road.

He didn't change his clothes, he was dressed for work, and he was meticulously dressed.It seemed that he was on his way to work when he suddenly found out about this and rushed over specially.

Mo Qing walked over, knocked on the window, opened the door, and sat in the co-pilot.

Jiang Ke asked: "Don't you read?"

Mo Qing said, "I won't read it anymore."

"Your base is only capable of this?" Jiang Ke frowned slightly.

His tone was unpleasant, but he didn't know who it was directed at.

Mo Qing said casually, "It makes no difference whether I read or not."

"College entrance examination?"

"Let's talk about it." Mo Qing replied lazily, seeing that the car didn't start, he asked, "Aren't you going to drive?"

Jiang Ke paused: "Where do you want to go?"

Mo Qing said, "Have a meal and go back to your house."

Mo Qing said it very casually, but the word "your home" gently touched Xia Jiangke's nerves.

——When it's time to see outside, don't see her outside.It shouldn't be hard for her to have to find someone when she sees someone else.

After the incident last night, Jiang Ke received the news not long after.

After all, Jiang Qiyi, who is also from the Jiang family, also participated in it.

He had been waiting for news from Mo Qing, but he didn't ask him for help, even if it was "I won't reply", he didn't wait.

There was no news that she was going to drop out of school.

There was an inexplicable irritability in my heart, and Jiang Ke couldn't explain it clearly, but attributed it to the discomfort of being "substituted".

The air pressure in the car is very low.

Mo Qing didn't say a word, and when he closed his eyes, he fell asleep.

Jiang Ke parked the car in front of a century-old shop. When he got off the car, Jiang Ke glanced at the signboard, thinking that he should worry about it, and at the same time looked at Mo Qing to observe Mo Qing's reaction.

Mo Qing didn't know what he was thinking, he didn't even look at the signboard, and went straight into the restaurant.

Jiang Ke's face darkened.

After entering the private room, Jiang Ke threw the menu in front of Mo Qing: "Order yourself."

The menu fell, causing a gust of wind.

Mo tilted his eyes at him: "You are quite angry."

Jiang Ke was not polite: "You are quite difficult to serve."

baffling.

Mo Qing picked up the menu, selected a few dishes at random, and felt a little familiar when he wrote: "Interesting, the menu is half the same as the one I went to before, and even the signature dishes are the same."

"... Take a closer look at the name of the store." Jiang Ke's lips curled up and then flattened, his tone cold.

Mo Qing turned to the first page of the menu, and saw the name of the store - it was the one she mentioned.

She was stunned, and asked Jiang Ke: "Did you choose it specially?"

Jiang Ke picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, and said calmly, "Passing by."

And stubborn.

Mo Qing's eyes fell on his soft lips, and she paused for a few seconds. After he realized it, she smiled freely, pressed the menu on the table, and pushed it in his direction.

She said almost jokingly: "It looks soft."

(End of this chapter)