The fake young master does not mix with the plot [Rebirth]

If the happiest time of painting is 10, what is your current happiness?

"It's 11." Qi Yi replied hesitantly.

In fact, he no longer remembers what painting meant to him.

The art tutor praised him in front of his parents for his good sensuality and talent, so he kept learning, even in college.

However, Qi Yonghe and Jiang Yun would not praise him for his good-looking paintings, especially after the end of the world. He hasn't painted for a long time, and he is a little rusty when he picks up a brush again.

But he is really happy now, he is about to learn an excellent martial art to deal with zombies, the future is bright!

The other end of the phone was silent for a while, Qi Ji said in a low voice: "Xiao Yi, I haven't seen you so happy for a long time." After being discharged from the hospital, Qi Yi has been avoiding Shen Mingen, not too emotional, only they tried their best to divert his attention Only then will you be happy for a while.

"You can tell me any happy things in the future, and my brother is very happy to hear that."

After Qi Yi hung up the phone, he was in a daze for a while.

Too close to the stage, the loud volume made his eardrums hurt; the moonlight was too dazzling, and tears were about to fall.

In his previous life, he almost destroyed all relationships, except with Qi Ji, he trusted Qi Ji the most, and Qi Ji was the first to know about his emotions.

Not so.

In his previous life, after targeting Shen Mingen again and again but it had no effect, instead he gained notoriety in the whole school, he drugged Shen Mingen under the instigation of his cronies.

Qi Yi closed his eyes, tears were squeezed out of the corners of his eyes.

The plot in the original book - only in this way can he dare to recall - Shen Mingen used his tricks, drank the glass of wine, was almost taken away and raped forcibly, and was rescued by Fu Zhiji who arrived in time.

That time Qi Yonghe didn't beat him or scold him, but said to him very calmly: "It's our fault for raising you into such a temperament, but you are also an adult, you have to learn to be responsible for your actions."

Because of this incident, his biological mother felt that the Qi family favored him more, and Shen Mingen was wronged. When she learned of the gangster's plan, she even asked them to tie him up in desperation. She was afraid that if Shen Mingen was kidnapped and Qi The family will not make great efforts to save Shen Mingen.Is it ridiculous?

Jiang Yun comforted him, it's okay to be willful, but when it's time to restrain yourself, you still have to restrain yourself.Some even sympathized with him for causing such a big incident, he must have been terrified.

Qi Yi knew that Jiang Yun's comfort to him was sincere, she was once a young lady Jiaojiao, and could understand his feelings best.But the pity still stung him, because he finally finally understood her hidden meaning once: but you are not a real child of the Qi family, you can't be so willful, what a pity.

Qi Ji treated him as before, and only said in front of him that Shen Mingen was very smart and knew how to protect himself, which made him feel at ease.

Qi Yi didn't understand, even after analyzing it dozens of times, he was too stupid.

But he did let all his relatives down on him.

Although Qi Ji rescued him when he was kidnapped later, and Qi Ji still took care of him in the end, but after all, they were not as close as before.

Qi Yi rubbed his eyes, absolutely don't fall to that level again in this life, at most... cheating you some money is for your own good.

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After the opening ceremony of the school sports meeting, Qi Yi suddenly became popular in school.

Maybe when he walks on the campus, others can't recognize his face, but once he mentions the dance stick, everyone will suddenly realize: "Oh, that's the one!"

His heroic posture of dancing with a club was recorded and posted on the campus forum. There were over a hundred replies in 10 minutes, all of which were "hahahahaha". "Hahahahahaha".

Probably the fact that college students performed stick dances at the opening ceremony of the school sports meeting is really a sand sculpture.

Qi Yi realized later, he just felt that his face was completely humiliated, and he couldn't even lift his head when walking on the road.

Huang Tianwu was very satisfied, taking advantage of the heat this time, he publicized the name of their beggar society to the public, and his title of "Dog Beating Stick Method No. 18 Generation Inheritor" was resounding a bit.

So he paid more attention to teaching Qi Yi, and he could definitely urge Qi Yi to squat for four to ten minutes if he could do horse stance for half an hour.

During the three days of the sports meeting, Qi Yi did not have a single event, but under Huang Tianwu's devilish special training, it was better than participating in the full sports meeting and running a marathon.

Finally returned to class.

Fu Zhiji finally got his wish and got a chance to talk to Qi Yi.

Familiar amphitheater, familiar window seat, familiar meditation class.

Qi Yi counted the days, unknowingly that so much time had passed, and it was time for a certain 100 million to come.

He observed half of the class first, but Fu Zhiji didn't sit with Shen Mingen, so he took advantage of the break and suddenly appeared next to Fu Zhiji.

Qi Yi called the other party solemnly: "Fu Zhiji."

"Xiao Ruyi, why are you ignoring me recently?" Fu Zhiji was surprised for a moment, and spoke very familiarly.

Ever since seeing Qi Yi's stick technique, Fu Zhiji kept building himself up mentally, and mustered up a lot of courage before he dared to speak to Qi Yi.

"I thought it was because you didn't want to see me." Qi Yi glanced at him quietly.

"Where, I've always wanted to hang out with you—" Fu Zhiji sneered.

"After all, you haven't collected the 100 million you owe me, so you probably don't dare to appear in front of me." Qi Yi sighed.

Why is it that I owe you another 100 million?Fu Zhiji's heart skipped a beat and he didn't dare to make a sound.

After thinking about it for a while, he asked seriously, "What are you going to do with it?" Even if someone fooled you and didn't get the money out for half a month, you should give up, right?

"Investment, I told you everything, it's very legitimate, and I will definitely pay you back in half a year." Qi Yi said it very naturally.

Qi Yi gushed: "I told you last time, the country's economic situation is very good now, and people's living standards are improving day by day... The semiconductor, medical and Internet industries have good prospects, and the education and service industries are definitely driving the economy. A strong market for growth... you know games..."

"It's really not right now, let's wait another month." Fu Zhiji heard his head buzzing, he weighed it up, and let go.

He has a batch of put options that expire at the end of the year, and he will sell them at that time. The sum he lent to Qi Yi is only a small amount of money.

"Oh." After getting a satisfactory answer, Qi Yi ruthlessly turned his head and ignored him.

Next month, huh, it will be 150 million before the account arrives next month!

Fu Zhiji suddenly felt that he was at a loss, and Qi Yi had learned a lot. He was not as stupid as he was when he was a child. It took him 100 million to tease people a few times.

Compared to listening to Fu Zhiji's spiritual pollution, Qi Yi is still more willing to listen to lectures.

It’s just that all the theoretical classes seemed boring to him, and Qi Yi lost his mind when he listened to it, and unconsciously doodled on his notebook.

——This notebook is the one he used on the first day back to school, but it is "brand new".

In many classes, Qi Yi couldn't avoid writing and drawing, but it's not easy to blatantly carry a doodle book, so Qi Yi tore a piece of paper every class.

But because he was afraid of causing any drama, Qiyi almost forced himself to sit in the classroom in every class of this kind of talk.

……

At the end of Monday is a big sketch class, Qi Yi rushed to the public studio with his head depressed.

Almost all the salted fish spirits in the Academy of Fine Arts were late. After a sports meeting, everyone was quite tired.

But a fish is saltier than a fish, and half an hour has passed since the class time, and their sketch teacher has not arrived yet.

The studio was full of cheerfulness, and many people were chatting.

Qi Yi, who was obviously a transparent person in the studio in the past, suddenly became popular and was forced to cue.

Qi Yi's arm was sore from practice these days, and he was shaking when he drew lines.

Someone was very curious: "Qi Yi, your hands are shaking, is it because you have practiced too much dog-beating stick?"

"……Yes."

"Qi Yi, are you thirsty? I'll fetch water. By the way, I heard that the members of the Beggar Society drink wolfberry soaked water. Is this true?"

"Qi Yi, can you teach me that trick, can the pen spin like a dancing stick?"

"Qi Yi, how did you join the beggar society?"

"Qi Yi, do your members really practice martial arts every day?"

……

Wei Shukang rescued Qi Yi, and finally asked a different topic: "This year's Star Cup, what theme do you plan to draw?"

"What Tianxing Cup?" Qi Yi was dumbfounded by the question, and the words turned around in his head before he understood the meaning, "Ah, I'm not interested."

The Tianxing Cup seems to be an art competition jointly held by several art academies in Yanjing, and he has heard of it a little in his previous life, but what does the competition have to do with him?

"Aren't you going to participate?" Wei Shukuang was taken aback, "Your sketch level is at least the second prize, and the bonus for the second prize is only [-]. I thought you were in short supply..."

"How do you sign up for the competition you mentioned?" Qi Yi immediately dropped his brush and stared at Wei Shukuang with burning eyes.

The corner of Wei Shukuang's mouth curled up, so he just said it.

After all, they are cooked now, and they often eat together. Qi Yi will always only order the six yuan set meal in the cafeteria, but it is strange that the fruits and snacks he occasionally invites everyone to eat are of good quality, and the painting utensils he uses are the most expensive Yes, the mobile phone is the latest model of Pineapple, and the clothes on her body can't identify the brand, but the workmanship looks like luxury goods.

According to Wei Shukuang's analysis, Qi Yi is probably a local with a very good family background, but his family refuses to give him extra pocket money, so he has to save money if he wants to buy expensive things.

50 third prizes, with a bonus of 500 yuan;

20 second prizes, with a bonus of 2000 yuan;

5 first prizes, a bonus of 5000 yuan;

1 special prize, a bonus of 10000 yuan!

Qi Yi didn't care about anything, first checked the reward standard of the Star Cup, his eyes lit up.

It's okay... He seems to have opened the door to a new world.

"Wei Shukuang, do you know what competition is going on?" Qi Yi asked directly.

"Not recently, but—I can introduce you to a tutoring job, and the salary is very good." Wei Shukang rolled his eyes.

His cousin's art exam next year is pestering him for tutoring, but he is not willing to deal with it. It just so happens that he changed hands on this hot potato, and his cousin's family is quite generous with the money.

Tutor?Can he be a teacher?Qi Yi was taken aback: "I'll think about it."