The school gate of Kyoto National Academy remains popular. In the past, many college students felt that they were inferior to the Kyoto National Academy students. Now, with the words Yu Pingqiu as an excuse, many college students have made friends with Kyoto National Academy students.

"This is a big inappropriate character."

This sentence exploded like a bombshell among the onlookers.

"Hey, uncle, you're not right. I can't tell you why today. Don't say we don't agree. The members of the Mingshi Society will never let you go."

The middle-aged man stood out from many young people and looked extremely prominent. He smiled and said, "I'm not saying that this letter is not good. Think about it, is it too lonely to hang this word empty here?"

The students looked at it carefully and it was a bit too isolated.

"Isn't this exactly the isolation of the famous Qingtang scholars?" a student said.

"Look at it again. Wouldn't it be better if you put a statue of Yu Pingqiu next to it?"

Everyone saw that this was true.

"Old sir, you have excellent knowledge. How can you get the Kyoto National Court to agree? My family is responsible for the statue of the famous scholar in Qingtang, and no one is allowed to compete with me!"

"Don't be so proud of the third brother. Who doesn't know what Xiao Jiujiu you are fighting? Are you planning to engrave your name on the statue?"

When everyone heard this, they cursed: "Shameless", "Unprecedented intentions", "Evil intentions" and so on.

The third brother was a little embarrassed and argued: "I don't have that idea. I just want the famous scholars in Qingtang to give me a calligraphy handed to him."

"Okay, this is even more shameless. Your statue only costs a few dollars, and you dare to use it to exchange a calligraphy written by a famous scholar in Qingtang. You are too much..."

The third brother couldn't resist the scolding of the crowd, and turned to ask the middle-aged man, "Sir, do you have a way?"

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "It's simple. Then, I'll just put a list of believers next to me and write them all for donors."

He slapped the third brother and said with a smile: "Good idea, I believe this gentleman. As long as you preside over the host, I promise, this is the token of my family and my family. You can make any requests when you go to a Hutchison jewelry store, just engrave my name in Hutchison's position."

When the students saw that the third brother and the third brother were very good at making a move, and their names were not carved on the statue, they could accept it. The middle-aged man found it interesting, so he took a jade pendant from the third brother, looked at it, and said to the students: "You can register with the third brother and I will go to the dean to discuss it."

"Sir, how do we find you?" a student asked loudly.

He Lao San waved his hand and shouted: "I'm not worried, you're worried about a bird! This gentleman will naturally appear when he should appear, what is Rosso!"

Everyone fell in a flash...

When the middle-aged man walked to his villa in the East District, two students were waiting there at the door.

"Dean, it seems unauthentic for you to do this." A boy said.

"How can you let the dean interfere in doing things? You are only half of the dean's registered disciple, so you want to take charge of the dean?" A girl next to him said coldly.

"Hmph, Zhan Yuyan! You are just a registered disciple of the dean. Don't like Yu Pingqiu and protect him everywhere. I'm considering our school!"

"Lengfushan! What are you? The dean can't consider what you can consider? You need to consider it?" Zhan Yuyan shouted loudly.

"Everyone knows that you are in a bad mood, so I won't argue with you! Dean, what do you think?"

That middle-aged man was actually Wang Ping! He actually went to encourage those students from other schools in person? No wonder this boy had such a big opinion, and he probably was jealous of him.

Wang Ping smiled and watched the two students quarrel, not caring at all. Seeing that they had finished arguing, he suddenly asked, "You are peeking at the dean's work, is this behavior really good?"

"I am……"

Wang Ping interrupted Leng Fushan and said, "If there is nothing to do, go back. I will think carefully about how to do the statue."

"Director, this matter is absolutely impossible! What kind of virtue is Yu Pingqiu? How can he be qualified to be a symbol of the Kyoto National Court..."

Wang Ping interrupted twice and said, "Yes, it's good for you to mention the two words "Symbol", that's right! Good!"

After Wang Ping said that, he turned around and left, obviously not wanting to listen to Leng Fushan’s nonsense anymore.

Zhan Yuyan looked at Leng Fushan, who was stunned by the side, and felt a little pity. She knew this teacher too well, and I was afraid that half of the registered disciples in Leng Fushan would be deprived.

"Teacher, please wait. I still have questions to ask for advice." Zhan Yuyan hurriedly chased after him.

"Frame!" Lengfushan looked at Wang Ping and Zhan Yuyan who were leaving and cursed in a low voice.

Wang Ping in the distance suddenly frowned in disgust. Zhan Yuyan was extremely sensitive and asked, "Does the teacher think I'm annoyed?"

Wang Ping smiled and said, "You should focus more on that boy Yu Pingqiu, rather than caring about me, the little old man."

Zhan Yuyan said resentfully: "Teacher, aren't I relaxing enough?"

"Only by not forgetting your original intention, I will always be able to do it. I'm optimistic about you."

"But teacher, is it really appropriate to put his statue in the school gate?"

Wang Ping laughed loudly and said happily: "Believe me, the thousand-year fortune of Kyoto National Court is here!"

Zhan Yuyan opened her mouth in surprise, but she didn't ask tactfully.

"You should find some time for Yu Pingqiu to invite him to dinner." Wang Ping joked.

"You have to invite you and you have to be a famous scholar and become famous all over the country."

"You actually understand him very much, but there is only one person left now, but didn't you say that it was just a way to accept it? Don't you want him to accept you?" Wang Ping said seriously.

"Yes, I know that there is nothing he cares about in this world. I can feel what he needs in the dark, but, teacher, I'm not ready yet." Zhan Yuyan lowered her head, stepped on her right foot, feeling a little helpless.

"That's all the teacher can do. Next, you have to rely on yourself, and you have to strive for it."

"Can he understand that the teacher did so much?"

"Understand? Haha, girl, it doesn't matter how much you overestimate him, but don't underestimate it."

"But why doesn't he know how to come and thank you?"

"Yes, I haven't drunken the Cangyun Dao Tea for a long time. This should be my honor. In the near future, it will be difficult to drink." Wang Ping sighed to the sky and walked straight to home.

...

Fan Zhihua peeled a grape and stuffed it into Yu Pingqiu's mouth, and said sourly: "I went out to learn about it these days. Your classmate is so amazing. I heard that he has been studying for a doctorate for only a few years. And everyone outside said that she has a deep affection for you, why don't you come to find you?"

Yu Pingqiu frowned. When a woman's body didn't move, her head would inevitably be thinking a lot. But speaking of Zhan Yuyan over and over again would not annoy him, but would make him feel like Fan Zhihua was petty. He didn't want his woman to be such a person, even though he also knew that feelings were selfish.

Seeing that Yu Pingqiu didn't say anything, Fan Zhihua couldn't mention it anymore. She peeled another grape and put it in Yu Pingqiu's mouth, and said, "I tortured me a little during this period. According to what you said, the fact that you became a famous scholar was caused by your teacher, but I know you are not the kind of person who needs a false reputation. Obviously, your teacher is not to make you famous. What is his purpose?"

Yu Pingqiu reached into Fan Zhihua's robe and grabbed it. He felt the high elasticity under the delicate skin carefully, and then said: "I have guessed the teacher's intention, but there is still a key link that I haven't guessed thoroughly, so it's not convenient to draw a conclusion."

"Why don't you go to your teacher? Why do you say he is very helpful in this matter?"

"Maybe, I have asked someone to go to Zangyun Province to get some ritual tea, and I will go when the tea arrives."

"I heard that Sikong Ming was a high-ranking official there, would he be..."

"Haha, how can a high-ranking official control the tea?..."

Before Yu Pingqiu finished speaking, Zhuge Shenshang's dissatisfaction came from outside: "Hey, hey, hey, you can't go around..."

"Hmph, I'm Zhan Yuyan, don't you understand? Yu Pingqiu's classmate, first love, do you know what first love is?"

Yu Pingqiu heard this and found that this was the voice of a strange woman, very wild and very penetrating.

Fan Zhihua looked at Yu Pingqiu in surprise and said, "Didn't she say she has a cold personality? Why is she so wild?"

Yu Pingqiu shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It's not her."

"Yu Pingqiu!" With a soft shout, the door of the living room was pushed open.

A head dyed with a light golden color, wearing a black leather jacket, and a tall and extremely rich body. He stepped into the door and left outside the door. His whole body was S-shaped and quite stature. With sexy red lips, provocative eyes, and a high nose, his whole person was full of wildness, like a wild horse waiting to be trained.

Fan Zhihua was quite confident about her appearance, but compared with the woman in front of her, she felt that she was missing something. When she was about to compare, the woman in front of her said: "I guess this is Mrs. Yu, just..."

Fan Zhihua was about to hear what she said was just something, but the woman put the foot outside the door in and straightened her chest. Fan Zhihua then realized that she was still wearing a nightgown. Her face turned slightly red and cursed in her heart: "Where did the woman come from? Why are you arrogant? If you didn't wear one more piece inside, would you be able to stand up? Delicate!"

Yu Pingqiu looked up and down at the woman in front of him with interest, and smiled and said, "If you are the original packaging, then I have to admit that you have a good figure."

When Fan Zhihua heard this, she shaved hard on Yu Pingqiu and said nothing.

"Tsk, you don't have to praise your figure, I've heard a lot." The woman walked forward a few more steps, stared at Yu Pingqiu for a long time, and then said slowly until Fan Zhihua's eyes were lit up: "There is rumors that you are a real celebrity and are romantic. I think that's just that. You can only lie in your wife's arms. You don't even dare to show a little lust when you look at the woman. What a romantic one!"

Yu Pingqiu was so amused that he was wondering what was going on in this world. It was so strange that he was criticized by a woman who was so handsome.

"Either sit down and I'll treat you to a cup of tea, or you can leave." Yu Pingqiu and other beauty had never seen him. Although the woman in front of him was a masterpiece, he was not interested in seeing a beauty and thought of a way to accept one, and his tone became a little cold.

"Hmph, men are all in front of each other and behind each other. I will come back when Mrs. Yu is not at home. Remember, my name is Meng Yuniang, and my whole body is original and out of the factory!"

(End of this chapter)
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