The master of the reborn business girl

Chapter 202 Worship me as a teacher

Chapter 202 Worship me as a teacher
Wu Yi's sudden attack made the woman on the opposite bed exclaim immediately.

"Hey, Professor Wu, why don't you take it easy, let go quickly."

Because his shot was too sudden, the standard grappling hand was aggressive, and when the aura was fully opened, it looked like he was about to hit someone.

Only Song Ye knew that the other party didn't have any malicious intentions, he was just probing, or even checking.

From the shoulder to the wrist, Wu Yi's hand was numb everywhere. Song Ye could feel that every nerve in his arm had been pressed by his fingers. The opponent's skill was so sophisticated and weird that he was definitely not an ordinary person.

This kind of inspection is only a few seconds. When Wu Yi let go of Song Ye, his eyes were as bright as stars, and he repeatedly praised: "Okay, the bones are excellent, and he is a good seedling. Practice now, and in the future It will become a great weapon."

Song Ye turned his head and gave him a weird look, feeling that the old man's tone was the same as the martial arts movies on TV. Looking at it now, he seemed a bit crazy.

Wu Yi ignored her thoughts, and the next sentence was the opening line of the routine, "How about it, boy, ask me to be your teacher, and I will teach you Kung Fu."

"Kungfu?" Song Ye raised his tone, with a playful tone.

"Yes, I won't accept disciples easily, but I can consider your words." Wu Yi's face was serious, but what he said was extremely like a strange uncle who abducted and sold children.

Song Ye withdrew her hand, and replied flatly, "No need." She has never believed in this kind of benefits of unknown origin and falling from the sky.

Don't say she doesn't believe it, even the woman opposite who has never seen the world doesn't believe it, "Professor Wu, which school do you work as a teacher?"

It's not good for a woman to doubt too bluntly, so she had to open her mouth to test it first.

Wu Yi was still waiting to lobby, but was suddenly interrupted, and replied very politely, "Oh, at Qingyang University."

"Huh, huh? You, you said Qingyang University, the number one Qingyang University in the country?" The woman nodded blankly, and then woke up like a dream, almost biting her own tongue.

"Well, what's wrong?" Wu Yi asked back.

This disapproving attitude made the woman even lack the courage to ask questions again.

Of course not, because this university professor seems too unreliable.

The woman didn't say anything, but the bespectacled man on the upper bunk who had been aggrieved for a long time said, "Why didn't I hear that Qingyang University has a professor who minored in Kung Fu? Don't college students still need to learn Kung Fu to keep fit?" ,Ha ha……"

The laughter at the back was more or less sarcasm, Wu Yi was straight-tempered, his mouth moved on the spot, and he didn't raise his head, "You guys who can't even tell the difference between a drink and a mouthwash, being a teacher is a mistake."

Depend on.

The man in glasses was so angry that he wanted to be rude, so he replied subconsciously: "We are not English teachers." Both of them are Chinese teachers, and they don't know anything about English. Yes, but it's a pity that it's half-baked, so it's mistaken for a drink.

"Oh, so I pretended to understand." Wu Yi did not express his understanding after listening to the explanation, but understated and snarled.

The man with glasses was directly KO'd.

Song Ye admired the straightforwardness of the old man. It is a realm to be able to act rashly at a young age.

"Boy, do you really not want me to be your teacher?" Wu Yi turned his head and asked Song Ye one last time.

"I appreciate the professor's kindness. I have no plans to become a teacher for the time being." Song Ye replied solemnly this time.

"Hey, that's fine." Seeing Song Ye's persistence, Wu Yi sighed and got up to go back, but at the moment of the movement, he suddenly coughed violently, and his whole body was shaking.

"Are you okay?" Song Ye Yanming quickly supported Wu Yi's body, and was shocked when he touched Wu Yi's body.

She doesn't know anything about the eight meridians, but she can feel the abnormality from the pulse coming from the wrist of the other party. The pulse of normal people is steady and strong, and occasionally the weak will feel the pulse of the heartbeat is very shallow, but the old man in front of her can hardly detect it. The heart beats.

From Song Ye's angle of looking over, she could see that the old man's pupils were a little loose. As a killer, she could tell on the spot that this was a state of exhaustion and death.

So, why is he so eager to find a closed disciple?
This idea flashed through Song Ye's mind, Wu Yi turned back and smiled at her, still bold, "Oh, it's useless to be old, but it's not enough to be supported. If you are in the capital, come and chat with my old man."

As he spoke, he coughed twice again, his breath became weaker, and then he stepped forward.

Song Ye Ning looked at the crooked figure in the aisle with eyebrows, and finally walked up, grabbed the other's arm, and said lightly: "It's not a bad thing to be old."

Wu Yi was taken aback for a moment, then laughed again, although he lowered his voice, he was still hearty, "You boy, you are too appetizing to me."

From the hard sleeper to the first room of the soft sleeper, Wu Yi didn't mention the matter of accepting apprentices, but before entering the door, Song Ye took out a bloodstone from his pocket.

"This is..." Holding the stone, Wu Yi was also surprised. He had never seen such a strange stone in his life.

"Take this stone back, soak it in hot water, and take a bath for another half an hour. Maybe it can relieve your cough. You should thank you for your help." Song Ye finished explaining how to use it, and didn't give the other party a chance to ask or refuse. He turned around and waved He waved and left.

"Hey..." Wu Yi didn't even have a chance to speak. He stood there holding the bloodstone, watching Song Ye's handsome back, and suddenly cursed in a low voice, "Hehe, brat."

In fact, in Song Ye's space, there are a lot of blood stones, which were sent by the medicine shop recently, so that she can make medicine stones by herself.The one given to Wu Yi just now is also her experimental product, the effect is unknown, but it is good for the human body.

This was purely because Song Ye saw the old man pleasing to the eye, and she had a whim, but she forgot about it in a blink of an eye.

Silent all night.

In the early morning of the next day, Song Ye didn't see the two people on the upper bunk again. He heard from the woman opposite that she got off the car and went to see a doctor.

It is estimated that the man in the suit is stretched to prolapse.

Song Ye got up and stretched, went down to buy breakfast after getting to the station, and halfway through the meal while standing at the car node, he waited for the sloppy man from last night.

"Thank you for what happened last night, but we met by chance, what do you want us for?" The slovenly man led a group of brothers behind him, all because of the note found on the bed in the morning, Song Ye asked to see them by name help bro.

"There's breakfast there, talk while eating." Song Ye pointed to the seat in the corner, on which was the breakfast she brought, no more, no less, exactly seven servings.

The sloppy man gritted his teeth and shouted towards the front and rear compartments, "Don't hide, come out."

(End of this chapter)

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