Chapter 227 Teaching
Song Qianming had promised to teach the kindergarten children a few lessons every semester. He used to teach calligraphy. This time, at the strong request of the school teachers and the children, he taught martial arts.

In fact, there has always been an elective course of martial arts in kindergarten, but there were not many students who signed up before. Since he became famous in the world, martial arts has set off a wave of enthusiasm among these students.

Even after studying one by one for a few days, they have to compete with Youhuan, which makes people dumbfounded. After all, in the hearts of these children, Youhuan's father is so good, she must have learned it before, and she must be good. To challenge the strong.

But You Huan has never been counseled before. She really knows martial arts. Although she has not learned it for a long time, and the usual training intensity is not high, she was trained by Song Qianming and Song Qianxian personally. It is natural to deal with a few children. Not a problem.

When a father beats foreigners outside, and a daughter has no rivals in kindergarten, how can he not be admired by these children?

So Song Qianming went to the kindergarten to teach them this day, and everyone was excited to show him martial arts.

Children, they just want to explore the world more, and their demands are not too much. For Song Qianming, teaching everything is teaching.

"The most basic thing in learning martial arts is not to complain, but to learn to persevere." He asked them to squat and correct the children's movements one by one, and asked You Huan and He Junyu to demonstrate to everyone in front.

He Junyu has also practiced. Her father is a soldier, so her body speed is stronger than that of the boys in the class. She squats and punches well.

Xu Fengming gritted his teeth when he saw it, but he would never admit defeat. He swore in his heart that he must catch up, otherwise he would be looked down upon by He Junyu for the rest of his life.

Among the four, Lezhou had the worst physical fitness, but he still persisted.

Song Qianming estimated the time, called a timeout when half of the children couldn't hold on and fell down, and then began to teach them how to massage and relax their leg muscles.

"Practicing martial arts is a very hard and dangerous thing. You must not practice blindly, do you know?"

"Father Youhuan, will you come to teach us often in the future?" Everyone looked at him eagerly, after all, he is the most powerful in the hearts of the children now.

"I will come to assess everyone when I have time. I have met the coaches in the school. They are very powerful and professional. They don't have to learn from me every day. This is a process of accumulation. The coaches are more than enough to teach you. They want to be with me. It’s just as powerful, but what you have to do is persist in knowing it?”

"Know!" The children replied super loudly.

Youhuan has been looking at her father with a smile, her eyes are full of pride and admiration, why is her father so powerful!
"Dad, I like you so much!" The child's expression was so straightforward, Song Qianming felt warm in his heart.

"Father also likes Youhuan very much." He also responded enthusiastically. After school, the two went to the restaurant for dinner. It wasn't that they didn't take Song Qianxian with them, but that he was really busy recently.

Yan Zhen doesn’t know why he’s gone crazy recently. The company’s new direction is to compete with Song’s for customers and price. Yan’s is an old brand. No matter how they have gradually declined in recent years, there are still quite a few consumers who buy them. account.

This battle is very important for the Song Corporation. Although the quality and level of the Yan Corporation is not as good as that of the Song Corporation, if they lose the market and are disrupted by the Yan Corporation, it will be difficult to recover in the future.

But once this battle is won, the Song family's share in the market will be difficult for other companies to match, so Song Qianxian has been busy recently.

Song Qianming will not interfere with the company's affairs, and it is difficult to intervene. He can be the spokesperson of the company, but he will never participate in the operation. Everything can only be determined by Song Qianxian himself.

However, Song Qianming believed in his elder brother very much. For a person who can even manage the country well, what is a company to his elder brother?No matter how many tricks Yan Zhen has, can it compare to the court's intrigue?
So the father and daughter enjoy outside with peace of mind, as long as they don't make trouble, it will be the greatest help to Song Qianxian.

The father and daughter ate hot pot. Song Qianming has never been tired of eating this kind of food. Although he also had a pot in his previous life, he ate only hot pot with clear soup. It was very different from the hot pot in this world. He liked to order full A table, and then feel hot to eat.

Youhuan can eat spicy food, but she can't eat as much as her father, so she ordered the mandarin duck pot, and despite her small size, she has a big appetite, and she is hardly picky about food.

In order not to be recognized, the two picked a box, but unexpectedly, they were still broken into.

Song Qianming was very upset at being interrupted from eating, but it seemed that the person looked panic-stricken, but he didn't open his mouth to blame.

"Sorry, I'm just hiding for a while. Someone troubles me. I'll leave later." She apologized one after another, and when she saw their faces clearly, she covered her mouth in shock.

"Song Qianming!" The panic on her face turned into surprise.

"Do you need me to call the police for you?" Song Qianming asked kindly.

"No, no, no." The woman quickly waved her hand, "It's not a big deal, I just don't want my family to know that I'm here."

Song Qianming heard the words and didn't care about her any more, but served hot food on his own.

The woman looked at him and then at Youhuan, her eyes were very aggressive, which made Song Qianming and Youhuan a little dissatisfied.

Then the two simply stopped eating and prepared to leave.

"Wait." The woman stopped them, "I'm your fan, can I take a photo with you?"

Her eyes were eager, almost impatient.

At this time, Song Qianming had already begun to doubt her purpose of coming in. He felt that what the woman said about hiding from someone must be a lie, and if she was in trouble, she shouldn't hide in the hot pot restaurant.

So Song Qianming rejected her request for a group photo: "Sorry, it's not appropriate now, I have an event the day after tomorrow, and I will take a photo with fans at that time."

"But..." She wanted to say something more, and even wanted to grab him, but Song Qianming had already left with You Huan in his arms, and there were bodyguards behind him to pay the bill.

The woman could only look at their backs and stamp her feet: "Such a good opportunity, damn it."

Song Qianming suspected that this woman was an illegitimate child. After all, that gaze made him uncomfortable. It's a pity that this hot pot restaurant, which tastes good, leaked information about him.

From the moment he entered the box, only the waiter knew his true identity. If the waiter hadn't slipped his mouth, how could this woman break into the box?
Song Qianming's guess was right. The waiter came in to serve the food and knew it was him, and then he went into the back kitchen and made an excited announcement. It was a coincidence that Feng Cancan heard it. This was the opportunity to get in touch with the person she liked the closest. She Of course you can't let it go.

(End of this chapter)

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