Chapter 81: Bad people are meant to be bullied!

  "Isn't this bad?" Qin Luo said, holding onto Lian Qingcheng's high heels.

  This woman, even her shoes are so sexy. Holding onto her feet is just like holding onto her slender waist, equally captivating and alluring.

  "What's wrong with that? Bad people are meant to be bullied." Lian Qingcheng said. "If you can make the person you dislike feel worse, your mood will improve."

  "Alright. I'll go try." Qin Luo said. It was this kid who had a hand in his dismissal from the Traditional Chinese Medicine Academy. He hadn't even found an opportunity to get revenge yet.

  He ran to the back of the car with his shoes on and hit the tail light of the BMW.

  Crack!

  A crisp sound came, and the taillight was smashed by Qin Luo. At the same time, a kind of inexplicable sense of accomplishment arose, making Qin Luo's entire body and mind extremely pleasant.

  It feels so good to bully bad people originally.

  So, without Lian Qingcheng's guidance, Qin Luo took off his high heels and ran to smash the taillight on the other side.

  Still not satisfied, Qin Luo smashed her rearview mirror and windshield.

  To quote Napoleon's uncle: I see it. I take it.

  Finally, this originally brand-new BMW was in a mess. There wasn't a single intact piece left.

  "Bastard. Cheap person. You wait." Li Qingyang knew that if he acted rashly, he wouldn't be a match for Qin Luo.

  The woman sitting in the passenger seat turned pale with fright and shouted while covering her face: "What's going on? Hurry up and call the police!"

  In fact, without them calling the police, there were already policemen patrolling on the side of the road who saw the anomaly here and are rushing over quickly.

  "Run quickly." Li Jiancheng grabbed Qin Luo's hand and they rushed towards the middle of the road.

  Qin Luo originally thought that Lian Qincheng would take him back to Qincheng International because he knew there was a resting place on the third floor.

  She had the driver take the car to Zizhuyuan, a very famous high-end community in Yanjing. Lijun also has an apartment here.

  "You are the first man to enter my sister's room." Lian Qingcheng said while opening the door.

  Qin Luo smiled silently. According to rumors, Lian Qincheng changes men once a week, is there not a single man qualified to enter here?

  The house is decorated in a fashionable and alternative style, without the clutter I had imagined, everything is neatly organized.

  Lian Jing Cheng had just entered the house and hadn't even had time to turn on the light when a black object suddenly flew over quickly.

  Killing aura!

  Just as Qin Luo was about to rush up and play the hero, he heard Li Jing City hug the black object tightly and say lovingly: "Miao Miao, you're being naughty again."

  "Meow." The little black thing let out a cry of discontent towards Liancheng City.

  Qin Luo only then saw clearly, this thing was actually a small cat the size of a palm.

  Bang!

  Lijin City turned on the wall lamp and said to Qin Luo: "Miao Miao. Cute, right?"

  "Adorable." Qin Luo nodded. Seeing Miao Miao's comfortable face buried in Lie Jing Cheng's chest, with one paw still inserted into the collar, exploring that deep and enchanting valley - Qin Luo couldn't help but feel a little envious of this cat.

  "Normally I live alone. Sometimes I feel bored too. So I kept a cat. Come in, please sit down. Before you buy your own house, you can temporarily stay here."

  "Okay." Qin Luo took off his shoes at the door and stepped onto the wooden floor in the room with bare feet.

  Lijiang pulled Miao out of her arms, stretched lazily and said to Qin Luo: "Because I didn't think anyone would move in, so although there are three rooms in this house, there is only one bed. If you don't mind, we can sleep on the same bed."

  "I don't mind," Qin Luo said, making an effort to control his facial expression and avoid bursting out laughing.

  "You don't mind, I do," said Lian Qincheng. "You sleep on the sofa."

  "What did you ask me for?"

  "I want to see if you're genuinely honest or just pretending to be." Lian Qingcheng said with a smile. "Alright, I'm going to take a bath now. Since we're sharing the same room, let's set some rules. First, my sleepwear is quite thin, so you're not allowed to sneak a peek. Second, don't touch things that you shouldn't be touching, like my personal belongings. Third, don't try to sneak into my room when I'm asleep. Of course, if I want you to come in, you have to listen obediently. You can struggle, but don't struggle too hard."

  Qin Luo was stabbed awake by a strong light, he had a dream last night, in the dream he and Li Qiancheng were tightly embracing each other.

  Lian Qingshen was wearing that black, thin as a cicada's wing nightgown, his swollen chest and sexy thighs all exposed. He buried his head in the cleavage that seemed to have no end, just like Mimi the cat.

  "Hey. Pervert, wake up." Lian Qingcheng's voice suddenly sounded beside his ear. Then, his nose started to suffocate.

  As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw a large piece of white tofu.

  Lian Qingcheng leaned forward, pinching his nose, and as a result, the spring light burst forth from her chest. The low-cut neckline couldn't hold back those two plump rabbits, almost letting them jump out.

  "So early in the morning, no need to dress so seductively?" Qin Luo said painfully. Is there such a temptation?

  Last night, he inadvertently saw her coming out of the bathroom after a bath, and he had a wet dream all night.

  She opened her eyes early in the morning and started another wave of meatball attack.

  Although I'm a virgin, it doesn't mean that I'll be a virgin for the rest of my life. A man's bodily functions are all functioning normally. He also has needs.

  "Sexy, huh? I saw you looking really interested last night, drooling all over the place. I wore it especially for you to see today."

  Qin Luo felt embarrassed, he didn't think his expression would be seen through by her.

  "Hurry up and get out of bed. We have classes this afternoon."

  Qin Luo picked up the phone on the floor and took a look. It was already 9:30. He quickly jumped up from the sofa and ran to the bathroom.

  After eating a simple breakfast made by Li Jiancheng, the two took a car to rush to Capital Medical University.

  The car stopped at the school gate and was about to enter when a champagne-colored BMW slowly drove over.

  Li Jiancheng glanced at the carriage and teased Qin Luo: "Hey, your little lover is here."

  Qin Luo took a glance at the horse-drawn carriage and felt a mix of emotions in his heart.

  If it hadn't happened that way, if he was still living in the Lin's apartment, at this time, he would have also gotten into this car.

  Qin Luo stepped aside and waved at Lin Huanxi.

  But the BMW didn't stop and drove straight past Qin Luo and Lie Jing, as if it hadn't noticed Qin Luo's existence at all.

  Qin Luo's hand was suspended in mid-air, as if it were a solid stone sculpture.

  Because there was no class until the third period, Qin Luo did not go to the classroom immediately, but went to the office first.

  Mr. Zhu saw Qin Luo enter, holding his own manuscript and saying to an old man beside him: "Teacher Li, this is the draft of my speech for the TCM seminar. Take a look and see if there's anything that needs to be revised."

  Mr. Li took the manuscript and smiled, saying: "Teacher Zhu is an authority on 'Huangdi Neijing', in terms of knowledge in this area, no one in Yanjing can surpass you. What you write is naturally of a very high level. How could I possibly make any suggestions?"

  "Hey, among three people walking together, there must be a teacher. Your foundation in traditional Chinese medicine theory is rich and you have many years of teaching experience. You'll definitely help me pass the exam."

  "Let's go. I'll take a look."

  "Hehe, take a look. You must take a look. This concerns our department's reputation after all."

  Watching two old men flattering each other, Qin Luo just smiled and didn't respond.

  He has promised Master Wang Xiushen that he will represent the expert group to make a speech at the conference. Let's give them a surprise then.

  "What? Teacher Qin is in the newspaper?" Office clerk Xiao Min flipped through today's delivery of Medical Times, her face filled with surprise as she exclaimed.

  "Who's in the newspaper? Who?" Fat little Zhao asked aloud.

  "Is it Teacher Qin? Teacher Qin, is that you? The photo looks just like you." Little Mian turned her face to look at Qin Luo, asking with a expectant expression.

  Qin Luo walked over and took a glance, discovering that it was a draft with the title "Taiyi Shennian Transmits to the World, King of Needles Wang Xiuzhen Admits His Skills are Inferior".

  Above, there are also photos of himself standing on the steps being interviewed.

  Surrounded by several medical saints from Yanjing, including Wang Xiushen and Lao Zhuo, they surrounded Qin Luo like a moon surrounded by stars. His green robe was fluttering in the wind, his sword-like eyebrows were flying high. On his young face hung a confident and proud smile.

  The only thing that made Qin Luo a little dissatisfied was that the picture editor didn't even Photoshop away the small pimple on his chin.

  Upon hearing Xiaomin's words, all the teachers in the office gathered around. Even Zhu Laoshi and Li Laoshi, who was reading a speech draft, were no exception.

  "It's impossible. If Teacher Qin is really a successor of the Taiyi needle technique, would he still need to be a teacher here?" Little Zhao said with a smile.

  He usually likes to flatter Zhu teacher and has a distant relationship with Qin Luo, so he is naturally unwilling to believe the fact in front of him.

  "It's just too absurd," said Teacher Li.

  "Teacher Zhu took a look at Qin Luo, then looked at the photo in the newspaper and said: "It's just a resemblance. There are too many people who resemble each other in this world. The other day I saw someone in the newspaper who looked like my old classmate, but when I called to ask, it wasn't him at all..."

  Xiao Min pointed at a line of small words in the article and said: "But, the name of the person who passed down the Taiyi needle technique is also Qin Luo. Isn't this too much of a coincidence?"

  Xiao Min was so excited that she didn't notice the expressions on other people's faces, and said to Qin Luo: "Teacher Qin, is this really you? You won't tell me it's just a coincidence, will you?"

  "This isn't a coincidence." Qin Luo said with a smile. "I'm quite good at this, huh?"

  "Is it you? Is it really you? Teacher Qin, why didn't you say so earlier? It's too amazing!" Xiao Min jumped up from her chair excitedly, ran over to grab Qin Luo's sleeve, with a face full of excitement.

  Everyone was stunned and stared blankly at Qin Luo, unsure of what expression they should have.

  Is he really the successor of Taiyi God Needle?

  This news was really too shocking for them, and they simply couldn't believe it.

  Xiao Zhao took out his mobile phone and looked at the time displayed on it. He sadly discovered that today was not April Fool's Day.

  Seeing their pale faces, Qin Luo's heart was very pleased.

  He remembered what Lian Qingcheng said last night: Bad people are meant to be bullied!

  (ps: Lao Liu never received much education, started herding sheep for a landlord's family at the age of five, and went out to work as a short-term laborer at the age of twelve ---- so I have always envied those who are educated.)

  I know that many of my readers are students. The college entrance examination is tomorrow, and I sincerely hope that you can perform beyond expectations and achieve the best results. Review well, and put aside my book for these few days first.

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