After I Died, I Was So Popular Again

Reize was speechless when he saw the news, and replied:

[Senior, stop joking with me. 】

Li Binhong: [Aren't you kidding me? 】

Reize: […]

Li Binhong: [Where did you get the ancient paintings? They look too new. 】

Reize: [? ? ? This is not an ancient painting! ! 】

Li Binhong: [Do you treat me as blind? [Despise] Do you want me to show you science? This clearly uses the internal skills that have been lost for a long time since the Tang Dynasty, and the mirror method. There are not a few painters who know this trick. They paint Saint Fu Yi? Big hand Shen Anzhi? Or is it Liang Luoduan? He had learned from Fu Yi, and he should have learned a bit of the true story. 】

Reize: […...]

Li Binhong: [I don’t see that your crew is so rich. Why did you only give me one thousand and five when I was invited on the spot? If this painting is not worth millions, it will not come down. Hurry up. If it is Fu Yi's masterpiece, let me observe it on the spot. My teacher happened to be studying Fu Yi and preparing a paper recently. Although he is very famous, there are really few works handed down now...]

Reize Pain Mask: [[Cracked] Senior, did I provoke you? You want to **** me like this. Is it okay to make a joke in moderation? I'm working, can you answer my question seriously? 】

Li Binhong: [I am very serious. 】

Reize: "..."

He was wrong. This senior looks unreliable Yazi.

"Uh." Director Shen observed Lai Ze's distorted expression and asked cautiously: "What did your senior say?"

Reize waved his hand and said: "Don't pay attention to him, he may think that every day is April Fool's Day, people are already crazy."

Shen leads the black question mark face.

Although in the end he didn't understand the level of Qi Linqing's painting, since even Lai Ze, the art director, can't pick a thorn, it's more than enough to fool those netizens.

The next day, Monday.

The warm sun shines into the Qi's villa.

"Second Young Master, your wolfberry chrysanthemum tea is ready." The nanny handed over the thermos cup.

Qi Linqing took the cup and put it in his schoolbag, said thank you, and turned to the car to go to school.

He doesn't have a cold with the milk tea and happy water of this era, just like this one.

After rebirth, although the balance of this body is still struggling at the poverty line, he does not worry about eating and drinking. The parents of the Qi family sealed the credit of the original owner. The card did not allow him to spend money indiscriminately, but he was not stingy on food, clothing, housing and transportation.

In this regard, the treatment of the original owner is the same as that of Qi Lele.

They can get in and out by taking expensive four-wheeled vehicles and have their own driver; they also live in this luxurious villa, and the clothes they want will be delivered the next day. They only need to talk to the nanny if they want to eat or drink.

Watching Qi Linqing leave, the babysitter shook his head and walked back, muttering to herself: "What's the matter with this child, it seems like he has changed..."

Not only insisted on getting up early every day for running, planting flowers and weeding in the back garden, but now even drinking health tea? ?

…

Today is the day when the results of the placement test for the second grade of junior high school are announced.

Originally, Qi Linqing transferred to study with Qi Lele in the first class-this is the best class in the second grade.

The students were very resentful. From their point of view, are rural dumplings like Qi Linqing worthy of attending a class? It is an insult to the sacred number "1".

So everyone was waiting to see the joke about his crash.

Unexpectedly, when the score was officially announced, not only was the plane crashed, but the plane evaporated before it even flew into the sky!

Qi Linqing, the total score of each subject: 0.

Everyone: "..."

In the early morning office.

The head teacher looked at the handsome boy with blond hair in front of him, and said earnestly: "Linqing, the teacher knows that you have encountered a lot of things recently, maybe the rebellious period is coming, I can understand. But you don't need to write a word in the placement test. what…"

Qi Linqing: "I can't write."

When Qi Linqing had just passed through, he looked at the science papers as if he were reading a book. Chinese, history, and geography can still be understood half-and-half, but he can't use modern hard pens at all, nor can he write simplified characters, so he can only hand in blank papers.

The boy's honest answer was a fatal blow to the class teacher.

The head teacher's expression seemed to choke his throat with steamed buns. She hurriedly opened the drawer and took out a few quick-acting heart-relief pills and water, and patted her chest, which relieved her energy.

"What good is rebellion for you? Linqing, life is your own, and we can't help you make choices. You score zero in the test. According to the rules, you have to switch from Class 1 to Class 18. Fall from heaven. Going to **** and **** off your parents, can you be happy?" She tried to persuade the young man to turn his head back.

Qi Linqing: "I don't want to do this either, but I really can't write."

The head teacher became angry and said ironically: "Don't you know how to write a single word?"

Qi Linqing nodded, "Yeah."

head teacher:"…"

No wonder it is said that teachers are a high-risk profession. If there are more Qi Linqing, she will be **** to death sooner or later.

While pinching someone, she called Zeng Penghai, and said in a trembled voice: "I'm afraid it will not work. Come and take him away."

Zeng Penghai is the head teacher of the eighteenth class and the dean of teaching. He is short and speaks less, with a sparse Mediterranean that barely covers his head, and his eyes are alert.

This international high school has many ignorant and wealthy second-generation generations who are all housed in Class 18.

If it had not been severely suppressed by this powerful leader, I am afraid that the eighteenth class would have had a hole in the school long ago.

Since Qi Linqing is a member of the Qi family, Zeng Penghai wanted to save face and let him stay in the first class as much as possible.

But since the other party wants to do something-then don't blame him for being rude.

"Okay, I'll come over right away." Zeng Penghai hung up the phone and walked aggressively to the office.

At the first sight of Qi Linqing, Zeng Penghai's eyebrows turned into caterpillars.

Dyeing your hair in violation of school rules? Is it still dyed this bright gold? What kind of system!

"I'll give you two hours now." Zeng Penghai said unceremoniously: "You go out and dye my hair back to black and come back now."

Qi Linqing said solemnly: "I actually want to dye it back, but the people at the barber shop said that the degree of bleaching of my hair was too high? Adding to the roughness of the hair, I won't be able to dye it back temporarily."

In fact, Qi Linqing didn't quite understand what it meant, he just copied what the barber said that day.

Zeng Penghai thought that it was over, and continued to say coldly: "Then you pack your things now and transfer to Class 18 with me."

"OK."

Then Qi Lin Halal turned around and went to the locker to tidy up. He moved quickly and put all the textbooks neatly.

Zeng Penghai: "..."

He actually has the illusion of a punch on cotton? Well, it is definitely an illusion.