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Chapter 21: The Beautiful Teacher, Little Security

Tong Hua is right. To a certain extent, Song Ziyang is indeed a rich man.

Therefore, he was exploited and squeezed by common people.

Eating is a pleasant thing, especially for a beauty like Tong Hua. I have to say that this girl is definitely a goddess without makeup. Her appearance caused a long period of silence in the dining hall. Then,

It's a flurry of women's whispered curses and men's begging for mercy.

Tong Hua curled her lips disdainfully: "A bunch of bitches!"

Song Ziyang nodded in agreement: "You are cheap, what kind of aesthetics do you have!"

"Haha, what I'm saying is that a bitch like you is naturally different from them!" Tong Hua replied with a smile. The expression on Song Ziyang's face turned bitter. When he quarreled with this girl, he didn't seem to take advantage of the cold.

when.

Well, not really.

Song Ziyang glanced at her buttocks gently, smiled noncommittally, and turned to order.

Tong Hua was left angry and staring at him fiercely. If looks could kill, Song Ziyang would have been cut into pieces by her at this moment.

Song Ziyang rarely ate in the spotlight of others, but this meal he enjoyed the treatment because of the presence of children's paintings. I have to say, this feeling is very damn unpleasant.

So halfway through eating, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, threw away his chopsticks, stood up and said: "If you want to see something, come sit down and eat together. If you don't have the guts, just watch the person opposite you, don't be so busy talking."

, your eyes are not idle either!”

Tong Hua covered her mouth and snickered. Song Ziyang glared at her, lowered his head, and continued eating.

After dinner, Song Ziyang originally thought that the relationship between the two could improve, but Tong Hua's words made his thoughts come to nothing.

"When I cut you, I'll treat you back!"

After saying that, he shook his hair and walked away.

Song Ziyang looked at her back, and he had never understood this sentence so deeply that he should not offend a woman easily. After returning to his residence, Song Ziyang exercised for a while, drank some hot tea, and then started to insist on it as long as he has time.

train.

He came to the mirror, stared at himself in it, silently counted ten, and then closed his eyes for a while.

When he opened it again, his eyes became dazed, and a faint murderous aura began to spread around his body.

Suddenly, there was a soft drink and Song Ziyang's body started to move.

If anyone could see the picture in Song Ziyang's mind, they would definitely be shocked. In his mind, there were more than a dozen people wearing masks, who were killing him.

And every movement he makes in reality is almost integrated with his mind. Attacking, dodging, and fighting are like a real life-and-death fight...

"What a fast knife, what a terrifying murderous aura! How many people have to be killed?" Tong Hua quietly appeared at the window, frowning slightly, dodged, jumped a few times like a civet cat, and then gently fell back to the ground.

The height of the third floor is as easy as walking on flat ground!

The corners of Song Ziyang's mouth were slightly raised.

Although he hypnotized himself, he was also more sensitive to the outside world. As soon as the children's paintings appeared, he was noticed. However, because of this, the self in his mind was cut off by a man in black because he was distracted.

Killed in half.

In reality, Song Ziyang stepped back, fell onto the sofa, and began to pant slightly.

Others only saw that he was strong, but no one knew how he tortured himself. This kind of hypnosis training seemed easy, but it contained great dangers.

For example, death.

That almost real feeling, once you really fall into it and mistakenly think that you are dead, your body in reality will also lose consciousness. Killing yourself may seem absurd, but in fact, the probability is extremely high.

For example, when Song Ziyang first used this method, he made himself pass out.

After simply tidying up, Song Ziyang returned to his room. After a while, he heard Tong Hua's door opening.

Early the next morning.

Song Ziyang went out for a run and came back, took a shower, changed into work clothes, and then prepared to go to school. However, as soon as he went out, he saw Tong Hua coming out.

The whole person couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

Tong's easel was wearing black-rimmed glasses, a ponytail, and her white neck raised high, like a proud swan. She was wearing a beige business suit, and her flesh-colored stockings made her slender legs more straight and round. She was holding a book in her hand,

There was a hint of rejection in his eyes, and his whole person was full of intellectual temperament, even a bit charming.

Tong Hua also looked at him in surprise. Dressed in a security guard's uniform, Song Ziyang's masculine and resolute temperament became more prominent.

He is very suitable for this kind of clothes.

This thought suddenly popped up in Tong Hua's mind, his eyes flashed slightly, as if he had thought of something.

"Where are you going?" they both asked almost at the same time.

Song Ziyang stretched out his hand and tugged on his collar, and whispered: "I found a job as a security guard at Pingyuan University yesterday. I am going to work today, how about you?"

"Pingyuan University? What a coincidence!" Tong Hua laughed.

She doesn't smile often, but when she smiles, a small dimple will appear, making her look very charming: "I also teach international trade at Pingyuan University!"

"Are you really a teacher from Pingyuan University?" Song Ziyang's eyes widened with an expression of disbelief.

"So, are you really the security guard there?" Tong Hua asked with a smile.

The two looked at each other, smiled, and then walked out side by side.

Today is the first day of school at Pingyuan University.

Although the two of them arrived earlier, the appearance of the children's paintings still made some senior brothers and sisters who rushed to report early and were waiting to greet the new classmates at the school gate were stunned.

"Hey, who is this? He can't be a student from our school, right?"

"I don't know, but if she is really from our school, the top ten beauties will probably have to be re-ranked!"

"Fuck, I'm going to get hard..."

"Hmph, here comes another little vixen. But is the security guard next to her a new one? He's so stylish!"

"Yes, he looks more powerful than Captain Li. If you have a boyfriend like this, you must feel very safe!"

All of a sudden, various discussions arose. Of course, boys and girls have different opinions.

"Haha, Teacher Tong, welcome!" Yang Jugen came out at some point, smiling and extending his hand to Tong Hua.

Tong Hua smiled slightly and said to Yang Jugen: "Director Yang, I need you to take more care of me in the future!"

Yang Jugen secretly sighed in his heart, it was a pity that such a top-notch beauty was chosen by the principal, and he was afraid that he would never have a chance.

Dirty thoughts were lingering in my heart, but I kept saying: "Where, where, if a young and promising teacher like Teacher Tong can join our school, Pingyuan University will be prosperous! Come on, I will take you there.

Take a look at the office, the principal has been waiting there for a long time." As he said that, he glanced at Song Ziyang calmly.

Then, he left with Tong Hua.

Song Ziyang smiled slightly, turned around and walked towards the security department.

"Teacher Tong? Could she be a teacher in our school?"

"Ah, I remembered it. There was a rumor in our school a few days ago that a beautiful teacher was transferred from another school. She should be her. Unexpectedly, she is much more beautiful than the legend says."

"Damn, I've decided. From today on, I'm going to study hard and be a new person. Who knows what Teacher Tong taught me?"




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