Chapter 081 Super Teacher [11] Jiang Ke and Mo Qing quarreled and broke down
"Make a price and give me the piece of paper left by Song Jianghe."
It's Wen Yingxue.
The wind picked up, swaying a branch, and snowflakes fell, splashing on the ground. Scattered snowflakes fell on Mo Qing's shoes.
"I don't know what you are talking about." The voice that replied was very familiar, it was Jingsu.
"Besides money, everything else is fine. Fame, power, good schools, escaping from family..."
Wen Yingxue's voice was very steady, and she laid out the conditions in a leisurely manner, each one more tempting than the last. She had done her homework well and understood all of Jingsu's difficulties.
"Wait a minute." Jingsu interrupted her.
Wen Yingxue stopped talking.
"You're a very good-looking person, but you have a really bad heart." Jingsu said with a hint of disdain in his voice, "I don't know what the paper is, you've found the wrong person."
Wen Yingxue said calmly: "You can think about it again."
Jingsu said arrogantly: "No need."
After a while, footsteps were heard on the nearby gravel road.
Jingsu put his backpack on his shoulders, bent down slightly, passed under a branch flying at an angle, and slowly walked towards the avenue.
He turned his head, saw Mo Qing, and frowned.
After that, Jing Su glanced back and saw Wen Yingxue leaving from another road, and her back had long since disappeared.
He looked at Mo Qing again and hesitated: "Didn't you hear that?"
Mo Qing said: "Unfortunately, I have good hearing."
"..."
Jingsu cursed secretly in his mind.
For a moment, Jing Su drooped his eyebrows and warned: "It has nothing to do with you, don't let Song Yiyuan get involved."
Mo Qing added: "Unfortunately, it has something to do with it."
Jingsu was puzzled: "What does it have to do with you?"
"You happen to know the twenty-one processes." Mo Qing analyzed, "I guess you have a piece of paper in your hand, left by Song Jianghe, but you don't know what it is. After hearing the legend of the prescription, you started looking for the process to test. It's
?”
"..."
Jingsu's eyes became colder little by little.
"I'll also give you a choice. Come to me after you've made up your mind." Mo Qing finished speaking slowly, carrying her bag, walking past Jing Su and walking toward the teaching building.
Her hair was fluttering and dancing wildly in Jingsu's peripheral vision.
Jing Su turned around suddenly, looking at Mo Qing's back, he couldn't help but tighten his cheeks.
——Jiang Qiyi is absolutely right. These two transfer students have abnormal backgrounds.
*
After school, Mo Qing got into Peng Zhong's car as usual.
She felt something was wrong.
Peng Zhong always talked little, and sometimes he could go without saying a word, like a driver and a tool. It was the same today, Peng Zhong didn't say much, but sometimes he looked at Mo Qing, and there was something wrong in his eyes.
Mo Qing noticed it, but didn't worry about it.
Her cell phone suddenly vibrated. It was Goblin calling.
She answered: "What's the matter?"
"That new task has one more line." Goblin knew that Mo Qing didn't like to listen to nonsense, so he spoke concisely.
"What?"
"They are two names. Jingsu and Song Jianghe." Goblin said, "I checked and found that Song Jianghe was a Chinese teacher at the No. 1 High School, but he suddenly resigned two years ago. Song Yiyuan was the one who took his place.
.Jingsu is a student in your seventh class, a repeat student, and was a student of Song Jianghe before."
Mo Qing was not too surprised.
Everything now revolves around Song Jianghe, Jingsu, and the prescription.
After pondering for a moment, Mo Qing asked: "What's the story between Song Jianghe and Jingsu?"
"I don't understand this yet." Seeing her interest, Goblin hurriedly said, "If you want to know, I'll go investigate."
"Um."
Mo Qing responded calmly.
That gesture was like Goblin's leadership.
And Gobling enjoyed it like a cake.
After hanging up the phone, Mo Qing glanced at the rearview mirror again and saw the strange look in Peng Zhong's eyes. She frowned slightly and paused for a moment, but didn't say anything after all.
Back at Jiang Ke's house, as soon as Mo Qing walked to the front yard, he understood why Peng Zhong was "hesitating to speak" many times.
The two snowmen she built early in the morning were gone.
The snow in the courtyard was still there, but the two snowmen disappeared out of thin air. It was obviously not melting naturally, but someone deliberately did it.
Mo Qing frowned and walked into the house.
Peng Ren appeared like lightning and greeted Mo Qing: "Miss Mo."
"Where's the snowman?" Mo Qing said in a cool tone.
"Huh -" Peng Ren pretended to be surprised. When he looked into the courtyard, he seemed to realize that the snowman was gone. He was even more shocked than Mo Qing. "Why is the snowman missing? Maybe it melted."
The acting was extremely artificial.
"It's okay, Miss Mo. Let's build it again when it snows in two days." Peng Ren put on a friendly smile and said nonchalantly, "I'll help you build a better one then."
Mo Qing didn't listen to his interest in continuing the drill and asked directly: "Where is Jiang Ke?"
"ah?"
Peng Ren froze, and his eyes naturally glanced upstairs.
Mo Qing didn't waste any more time and went straight upstairs with a full body of evil aura.
Peng Ren shivered and couldn't help but rub his arms.
"Where are the people?" Peng Zhong walked slowly through the door and asked Peng Ren.
"Going to find Mr. Jiang." Peng Ren said, and then sighed, "You said Mr. Jiang is the same, why did you have to shovel those two snowmen? It was him who made the pile..."
Peng Zhong's eyes turned cold, and his gaze pierced Peng Ren's forehead.
Peng Ren sensed a murderous aura, paused, and quickly closed his mouth.
Peng Zhong said expressionlessly: "Ancestor's teaching."
"Master Jiang is always right." Peng Ren was as obedient as a little daughter-in-law, "Brother, I was wrong."
Peng Zhong said: "Go back and copy the ancestral teachings a hundred times."
"yes."
Peng Ren is obedient and doesn't dare to make mistakes.
*
After going up to the second floor, Mo Qing went straight to the study, but the place where there used to be a figure was now empty. Xiao Jiangjiang was there, motionless, in a state of death.
After glancing around, Mo Qing left the study door and came to Jiang Ke's bedroom.
She kicked the door open.
The light was on in the bedroom, and Jiang Ke walked out of the bathroom, wearing a gray cashmere sweater and casual pants. His hair was wet, his black eyes were shining, and the ends of his eyes were reddish, as if he had just taken a shower.
Jiang Ke was stunned for a moment by Mo Qing's sudden appearance, but quickly calmed down.
He knew why Mo Qing came.
Mo Qing glanced at him, strode over, and asked coldly: "Did you ask Peng Ren to move the snowman?"
Jiang Ke met her dangerous gaze: "It's me."
The distance was not far, just a few steps, and Mo Qing walked to Jiang Ke.
She raised her head slightly, looked at Jiang Ke, and said in a low voice filled with sullenness, "Why."
She has always been calm and at ease.
No matter how big the deal, she never blinks an eyelid, and she has never seen any mood swings.
This is the first time.
For a snowman.
Thinking of the snowman who looked like him, Jiang Ke narrowed his eyes, without any intention of giving in, and said coldly: "It's an eyesore."
Mo Qing's eyes were filled with complex emotions: "What's wrong with it?"
Jiang Ke's eyelids were slightly drooped, and her appearance was reflected in his pupils: "It's an eyesore everywhere."
The bedroom windows were open, the air was cold, the lights were cold white, the scenery was monotonous, and everything around them was chilly, just like the atmosphere between them.
"That's Jiang Yan?" Jiang Ke stared at her.
Mo Qing replied: "Yes."
Jiang Ke asked again: "Is this the connection between me and him?"
Mo Qing replied: "Yes."
She spoke straightforwardly and decisively, without any pause or hesitation.
So, every time she looked at him, her eyes were so complicated and profound, as if there was some ancient story in them, and now everything had the answer.
When she looked at him, she was thinking of another person.
"Then you have to be disappointed." Jiang Ke stretched out his hand, picked up a strand of her hair, gently held it with his fingers, then raised his eyelids slightly, and said firmly, "I am not him."
"Indeed not."
With eyes as cold as frost, Mo Qing raised his hand and brushed his hand away.
The strand of hair slipped between his fingers, and Jiang Ke's hand paused in the air for a moment, and then fell down.
Mo Qing glanced at him, then turned and left.
In the blink of an eye, her back disappeared from Jiang Ke's field of vision.
…
The windows were still open, and the cold wind was blowing in. The wind was strong at night, causing the curtains to flutter and dance.
Jiang Ke stood in front of the window blowing the wind, holding a cigarette between his fingers, the ashes being blown up by the wind. He lowered his head slightly, looking at the empty front yard, and the two snowmen, one big and one small, flashed in his mind.
Oh.
Jiang Yan.
A girl who claims to be from a hundred years ago, one thing after another proves her experience, but she did not step through these years step by step, she seems to have traveled through time.
A hundred years later, what is she thinking?
The things she was familiar with have long since disappeared, or become history, and are not even recorded. Facing this new world, she may not be able to adapt to it, so when she saw him, she naturally came closer.
Because he looks so much like the person she missed a hundred years ago.
And all this time, in her eyes, he was just another person's shadow.
A shadow.
His eyes darkened, Jiang Ke put out the cigarette and closed the window. When he turned around, he closed the curtains to block out everything outside.
*
This night, Mo Qing did not go downstairs to eat.
No one called her.
Mo Qing was reading in the bedroom. However, after reading for two hours, he turned two pages of the book.
This was the first time since she woke up that she couldn't read a book.
She would always think of Jiang Ke's look.
The sudden realization when I learned the truth, and then all my emotions were swallowed up, leaving only calmness and no emotional fluctuations.
To be fair, from the moment he approached Jiang Ke, Mo Qing had bad intentions and mistook Jiang Ke for Jiang Yan's shadow.
These two faces are too similar, and the coincidences time and time again, and the various changes in Jiang Ke's body, sometimes make Mo Qing feel that this person is Jiang Yan.
As time passed, she no longer made any conscious distinction.
But now, a distinction is necessary.
She doesn't believe in reincarnation, and Jiang Yan is just an ordinary person. If he wants to live to this day, he must be an old man. It is impossible to survive a hundred years and still be the same as before.
What's more, Jiang Ke has no memory of Jiang Yan.
Mo Qing opened the drawer, found the cell phone, and dialed Huos' number.
"What happened?" As soon as he received the call from Mo Qing, Huos felt like he was facing an enemy.
"Inquire about Jiang Ke's life experience." Mo Qing got straight to the point.
"oh."
Hoss breathed a sigh of relief.
He thought Mo Qing had caused trouble again.
"I did a little research on his life experience, and I told you everything I could tell you before you moved into his house." Hoss said truthfully.
"You didn't go deeper?"
"He is a high-level executive of emo. We only need to make sure that he is not in danger. He is not suitable for casual investigation." Hoss explained, and then asked suspiciously, "What do you want to know?"
Mo Qing said: "Who are his parents, where did he grow up, and what kind of experiences did he have."
Hoss thought for a while and said suddenly: "Did you hear the rumor that he is the illegitimate son of Mr. Jiang in Dongshi City?"
Mo Qing was stunned for a moment. He had indeed heard about this, so he said along the way: "Yeah."
"Not an illegitimate son." Regarding this, Hoss was very sure, "He is from the Jiang family in the Imperial City. There are indeed rumors that he is the illegitimate son of the Jiang family over there. He has been growing up abroad. Since his eldest sister took over Jiang
After he returned home, he was sent back to China - that's why we can't find out his experience. It's not easy to find out abroad."
Mo Qing was confused: "Then how did you come to Dongshi City?"
"Job transfer." Hoss said, "He is a senior emo executive abroad. After returning to China, he will be in charge of the Dongshi area."
"oh."
"The Jiang family in Dongshi City is a branch of the Jiang family in the Imperial City, and has some blood relationship. When he was transferred here, he lived in the Jiang family. Mr. Jiang treated him like his own son. Over time,
There are rumors that he is an illegitimate child."
Mo Qing frowned.
Saying it means not saying it.
Whether it is the "illegitimate child" of the Jiang family in Dongshi City or the "illegitimate child" of the Jiang family in the Imperial City, they are both existences whose parents have not been confirmed. How can we talk about Jiang Ke's life experience?
After a pause, Mo Qing changed his mind and said, "Who are the ancestors of the Jiang family in the Imperial City a few generations ago, a hundred years ago?"
Hoss said: "I don't know. There is no record."
Hoss didn't know the next question.
Mo Qing found it boring and simply hung up the phone.
She frowned in thought, her eyes fell on the book, and she was absentmindedly playing with the mobile phone in her hand.
Maybe it's time for her to leave.
*
Mo Qing went to school as usual and was still picked up and dropped off by Peng Zhong after school.
But she doesn't eat at home much anymore.
It snowed for two more days. The snow was thick and piled higher day by day. No one was cleaning it, but Mo Qing didn't get up early enough to build a snowman in the courtyard.
Peng Ren and worried.
He didn't dare to complain about Jiang Ke, but he was worried that Mo Qing would be angry - after all, he was the one who moved Mo Qing's snowman away and destroyed it.
Every time I see Mo Qing, Peng Ren feels full of guilt.
Another day.
Peng Ren received a call and was overjoyed to hear it, and let out a long breath.
——He has a chance to make up for his past mistakes!
