The national teacher dressed as a rich and noble son

Xie Yubo counted, and Kang Luxue was almost home, "Building A, Xinfu Community, please go there first."

Shang Yange: "Whose house is this?"

"Kang Luxue, she's in trouble, I'll go and watch her."

Shang Yange stepped on the brake instead of the accelerator, hoping for the first time that his car would break down.

"Hurry up." Xie Yubo urged, a good man will do his best, so it doesn't matter if he stops by to have a look.

After a night of panic in the Kang family, at dawn the five adults seemed to have escaped from death, almost dehydrated from fright.

They nervously opened all the doors and windows to let the fresh air pour in, and they couldn't wait to take a few deep breaths.

Their clothes were piled up all over the living room, five of them sat on the sofa, no one mentioned to eat, and no one spoke.

When encountering such a thing, everyone's reaction is that this house is haunted and cannot be lived in.

But let them give up their hard-won big house, and they are not reconciled.

"It must be that little bitch, she got something unclean in the house and tried to drive us out."

A pair of underwear flew up from the ground, and slapped the aunt's face with a hula.

Mouth stinks worse than toilet.

The whole family shook their backs, and the fear of last night came to their hearts.

Daughter-in-law Su Ying was the least frightened because she was holding the baby the whole time. She vaguely understood that the ghosts and gods were merciful to her, but this meager affection was not enough to make her give up the school district room.

Dabao is about to go to school, Erbao is still in her infancy, and her husband receives a small salary. If there is no house, she will have to live in the countryside with her mother-in-law.

"I know a master, I have his phone number, please ask the master to exorcise ghosts."

The master was far away, and when Xie Yubo arrived, he ran into him at the gate of the community.

The other party is a monk who looks quite Taoist, with a bald head and a monk's robe.

"Master, are you here to catch ghosts?"

"Ah, yes, the little benefactor also heard that the neighborhood was haunted last night?"

Xie Yubo: "I've never heard of it. The human heart is much scarier than ghosts. How much does it cost to catch ghosts like this?"

The national teacher wants to know the market price.

The monk stretched out five fingers with a proud expression.

Xie Yubo: "50?"

The monk froze for a moment, and felt that 5000 yuan could not be said for a moment, so he nodded casually, maintaining his high and cold status.

"Then if you can't catch the ghost, will you refund the money?"

"Don't underestimate me, benefactor." The monk lifted up his monk's robe and smoothed the folds of his sleeves with his hands. "Have you ever heard of the women's abduction case that caused a sensation all over the country a while ago?"

"Do you know why those women can't get out of the mountains? It's because there are mountain ghosts on the mountains! As soon as I learned about this, I immediately went up the mountain overnight to catch the mountain ghosts and loosen the invisible shackles on the women's feet, and they were saved."

Xie Yubo showed an incomprehensible expression, and Shang Yange rubbed his head vigorously by the side.

Just thinking about it makes me angry.

Run around every day.

After Shang Yange remembered what happened in his previous life, he understood what it meant to change the fate of the country. Xie Yubo interfered with the fate of the country twice simply and rudely, and completely leaked the secrets of the sky before he suffered backlash.

The first time he exchanged it with Dragon Soul, but the second time he didn't have time to see the last one.He finally understood, it's not okay not to let Xie Yubo tell his fortune, he will give you a big blow.The little thing still needs to be by his side all the time, looking at him.

Fortunately, Xie Yubo has learned a lesson in this life, and he never took the initiative to stand out and focus on himself. Tiandao seems to like him to keep a low profile, and has never troubled him.

Xie Yubo flattered Shang Yange and leaned on his shoulder, "It's been so long."

Shang Yange's palms itched slightly, and he couldn't help holding Xie Yubo's hand. Fortunately, his little national teacher would take the initiative to approach him.

Monk: "How long has it been? If you don't believe me, ask a few victims."

The monk is usually well-informed, so he can find out where there is something wrong, and he takes the initiative to attribute some strange phenomena to himself.Some events are pure superstition, and some events are true.

The old monk investigated for a long time, and determined that there was a big man who was indifferent to fame and fortune and rescued the victim.He felt that the boss was so low-key, and if he pretended to be himself, he would never be noticed by the boss.

Xie Yubo: "Cheat money everywhere. Kid, teach him a lesson, help him get rid of superstition, and take pride in loving science."

The old monk ignored Xie Yubo who was making trouble, and went straight to Kang Luxue's house.

As soon as the elevator came up, the waiting family lined up on both sides, welcoming the master with dark circles under their eyes.

The monk felt that it was a bit tricky this time, and faintly wanted to escape.

Before he could say a word, he was surrounded by employers and entered the door.

With a sound of "bang--", the door slammed shut automatically without wind, and the curtains were slowly drawn shut like a movie.

"Are you all here?"

A cold and biting voice crawled along everyone's spine, as if someone was breathing against the back of their necks, and goosebumps popped out like mushrooms after the rain.

"I heard you want to arrest me?"

Daughter-in-law Su Ying's face was pale with fright, "Master, Master, quickly cast a spell!"

She paused, feeling as if she was being stared at by countless pairs of red eyes. She subconsciously wanted to run into the bedroom and hug the child to block it, but the bedroom door couldn't be opened no matter what.

The old monk was about to pee out of fear, how could he have thought that he could really meet a ghost with profound morals.

"I, I'm not here to catch ghosts, I'm just passing by, I'm leaving!"

Likewise, the door was tightly locked and could not be opened.

The little ghost repeated the process of making trouble last night, slapping them in the face with the photos of Kang's father and Kang's mother.

"Move or not?"

The aunt just wanted to escape at this time: "Move!"

I kept asking until Jiang Yue got stuck.

"Someone hesitates, start over."

Starting from the first aunt, fan the photo and ask a question.

The game lasted for 10 minutes, and the son-in-law was so frightened that he stuttered, so he didn't answer, and was gouged to death by the whole family.

Finally, when everyone agreed, the door opened, and the monk rushed out first, but was suddenly caught by a coat hanger by the collar.

"Read after me, be proud of loving science, and be ashamed of being ignorant."

Chills climbed up his legs, and the monk suddenly remembered the boy he met at the gate of the community.

It turns out that the ghost above is just a trifle, and the one below is the commander, and we must not judge people by their appearance.

"I say, for the love of science..."

"Will you still cheat money in the future?"

"Don't dare, don't dare, I will refund the money! The previous ones will also be refunded."

The monk felt his back collar loosen, and hurriedly ran down the stairs.

Going down the sixteenth floor in one breath, the monk saw Xie Yubo sitting in the pavilion in the garden, chanting something "Material determines consciousness..."

The monk felt that this was what he was reading, so he quickly bowed ninety degrees and repented tearfully: "I will not cheat money anymore, and I will do good deeds every day in the future."

Seeing Shang Yange's unkind eyes, he bowed again, still feeling inadequate, clasped his hands together and bowed, then slipped away faster than a rabbit.

The tyrant has not been saluted for a long time, and he has mixed feelings.

Kang Luxue finally plucked up the courage to ask her classmates about her family problems, and they got their support.

"Go, we will accompany you home."

"There are nineteen boys in our class, what are you afraid of?"

She went home with a group of helpers, thinking that some classmates would be emboldened, so she could talk to her aunt.

It is difficult for an upright official to decide on housework. My aunt always threatens the police with her child, so she has to solve it herself.

When she got home, she was dumbfounded. The aunt's family decided to move, and the living room was in a mess, full of unpacked clothes.

The aunt originally wanted to dawdle, and when Kang Luxue came back, she grabbed her and asked if some dirty things had been recruited into the house, so that she could drive her out.

In the end, when they saw that the number of students under Kang Luxue's leadership crushed them, they didn't dare to speak nonsense.

The male classmate waved his hand: "It's all here, let's clean it up for you."

A group of people worked together and cleaned up the house in a short time.The aunt sells miserably every day and has no place to live, and can't rent a house. Now she has rented a small shabby house.

Before leaving, Jiang Yue's face turned cold, and she was about to say a few words to make this house a well-known haunted house, forgiving that even a girl from Kang Luxue would not dare to live there.

Suddenly there was a sharp pain in the sole of the foot, and her hair was pulled. Jiang Yue gritted her teeth and shouted in her heart, "I won't say it, I won't say it!"

The family walked out of the community, and Jiang Daliu suddenly began to complain, "If it wasn't for your mother, you recruited Jiang Yue and occupied my cousin's room by force, our family wouldn't be like this."

Su Ying: "People don't swallow elephants like snakes!"

Jiang Yue jumped up immediately: "You can only take advantage of the co-authorship, right?"

"I rented the small broken house, there is no room for you to live in."

"I'm going to live with Mom!"

The aunt fetched water from the bamboo basket in vain, and she was in a trance. Seeing her dead sister, it was a nightmare, "I want to go back to the country to live."

The daughter-in-law immediately said: "Then who will take care of my child?"

"It doesn't matter, I want to go back to the country."

"If you don't take care of your children, I won't care about providing for the elderly in the future."

"Sister-in-law, you are wrong..."

The family was arguing violently outside the community, and Jiang Yue and Jiang Daliu even threatened to divide the ancestral house.The aunt was so angry that she couldn't speak. When she came this time, other people's houses were not allocated, but her ancestral home for the elderly was about to be allocated.Once the old man has no house, can he still count on two white-eyed wolves for the elderly?

"Missing the house? Wait until I die."

"You pissed mom off!"

"You are angry!"

……

Shang Yange observed whether Xie Yubo was paying attention to Kang Luxue, and found that he was only reading the book the whole time, as if he was just here for a show, without even showing his face, let alone the "hero saving the beauty" scene that made his teeth ache.

Mr. Shang's mood improved.

Shang Yange took the man back, cleaned up the desk and let Xie Yubo do homework.

Xie Yubo took out a comprehensive essay paper and looked up at the tyrant: "In the final exam, you need to score [-] points in the comprehensive essay."

"You can do it." Shang Yange didn't even want to encourage him, his eyes glanced at the paper on the table, he paused slightly, um...he might not get a hundred in the exam.

In order not to expose the shortcomings, Shang Yange guided, "Why don't we take a look at Yushuying?"

Xie Yubo took out a dozen papers from his schoolbag. Chinese is the only subject he can pass in the exam. Ancient poetry, classical Chinese, poetry appreciation, reading comprehension, and large composition are all points.

If Daguoshi's handwriting is better, maybe he can get up to one hundred and two.

Shang Yange felt a little headache when he saw the paper full of dog crawling characters. For those who are used to writing cursive script with a brush, they had to rewrite block letters, and every stroke and stroke of the hook would test one's patience.

Xie Yubo is patient, but his handwriting looks like a schoolboy's, and it's still the ugly handwriting among schoolboys.

Shang Yange: "Everyone has their own strengths, just do your best."

Xie Yubo glared at him: "It's all your fault."

"It's my fault too?" Shang Yange rubbed his nose, pretending not to understand.

In her previous life, Xie Yubo practiced calligraphy relatively late, and started learning systematically at the age of 15, after Daliang was more prosperous and stable.

Shang Yange invited Xie Yubo to be the most famous calligrapher in the country, who was said to be able to teach a mountain boy who digs out bird eggs into a calligraphy master.

Xie Yubo has a talent for everything, but his handwriting is ugly, and he was born with it.The tyrant has warned the master that no matter how the student is, he is not allowed to dampen his self-confidence, he can only praise and not belittle, and encourage progress.

The first teacher resigned quickly, saying that he could not teach.

The second master was so angry that Xie Yubo lost his beard and returned home.

The third master complained to the tyrant every day to no avail...

Unbeknownst to Xie Yubo, the three masters who had high demands on their students left in anger, and the tyrant decided to teach by himself.

He found that Xie Yubo imitated his handwriting faster, so he decisively changed his copybook for him to copy.

Soon, Shang Yange discovered that Xie Yubo was just copying cursive script like a talisman, and hadn't really learned the essence. But facing Xie Yubo's excited expression, and thinking of Xie Yubo's painful appearance of practicing official script and regular script before, the tyrant could only praise : "Don't have a strong character."

Now facing the little national teacher who is going to take the college entrance examination, the tyrant feels a little regretful. It is really wrong to spoil him. If he had pressed harder at the beginning, Xie Yubo's handwriting would not be so ugly.

Blame him.

Shang Yange taught Xie Yubo how to solve the sequence of numbers. The master of the country found that Shang Yange's characters were simple and powerful, which was completely different from cursive script. He tentatively asked, "Can you write cursive script?"

"Yes. But you need a brush, which is actually similar to yours."

Xie Yubo said with emotion: "Some old and disrespectful bastards don't teach the good ones, but teach the bad ones."

Shang Yange: "Which ones?"

"It's just some, I read it on the Internet, and I felt emotional for a while, and I'm not talking about you." Xie Yubo grabbed a blank manuscript paper, and silently wrote the number sequence formula on it.

The tyrant got up and poured a cup of honey water for the great master to reduce the fire.

In the previous life, how to behave in the world was taught by the tyrant. In this life, Xie Yubo also subconsciously seeks Shang Yange's guidance on astronomy and geography. Take a look to see if he's having trouble.

Shang Yange pretended to be reading the email, but actually scanned Xie Yubo's test paper and looked for answers on the Internet.

The king's burden was too heavy, Shang Yange was afraid that he would be disgusted by Xie Yubo if he did wrong questions, so he read all the answers to the entire test paper, and then patrolled in due course, as long as he approached Xie Yubo, he would be stopped to answer questions. Always be well prepared.

Xie Yubo wrote until eleven o'clock in the evening, put away the paper, and sent a text message to tell his brother that it was too late, and he was going to rest at Shang Yange's place.

Shang Yange: "Have you finished writing? Are you going to sleep?"

"Yes." Xie Yubo took Mr. Shang's bedtime milk and drank it dry in one gulp, leaving a circle of milky white stains around his lips.

Xie Yubo has always respected his teachers, even though a tyrant is hateful, but one size fits the other, we still have to thank him for his guidance.Xie Yubo raised his eyes to look at people, with admiration that he didn't realize, "You are amazing, thank you Teacher Shang for your guidance today, I wasted your time."

"No." Shang Yange couldn't get what he wanted, and even wanted to change his career to become a high school teacher.

Of course Xie Yubo knew that the tyrant would not reject him, so he muttered in a volume that he thought Mr. Shang couldn't hear, "Shang is good everywhere, but the cavernous body is not good."

Shang Yange suspected that he had heard it wrong, was Xie Yubo complaining that he couldn't do it?

Sentenced to death for not trying?

Shang Yange vigorously wiped away the milk stains on Xie Yubo's mouth with his fingertips, saying word by word, "What can't I do?"

Xie Yubo raised her eyelids sadly, glanced at Shang Yange, and said in a low voice, "That's right there."

Was your memory-related hippocampus eaten by a dog?

The author has something to say: Open the book: hippocampus.

Close the book: the cavernous body.

Stop flirting, Mr. Shang is about to die.