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Chapter 31: Bad Teaching

The afternoon sun in mid-September still has some of the intensity of late summer.

Zhou Huimin slowly opened her eyes and saw He Daqi lying there awkwardly playing with his mobile phone.

"What time is it?" Zhou Huimin rubbed against He Daqi and changed to a more comfortable position.

She felt comfortable, but He Daqi was not. His arm had been pressed for so long that it was numb. He Daqi slowly pulled his arm out from under Zhou Huimin's head and responded, "Two o'clock in the afternoon."

"This sleep was so comfortable. I slept for ten hours straight. It's still so comfortable to have you hug me. Daqi, let's not go to school. From now on, you will be responsible for hugging me to sleep, okay?"

"not good."

Hearing He Daqi's straightforward refusal, Zhou Huimin wanted to pester him for a while longer, but just as she put her arms around He Daqi's neck, her cell phone rang.

Zhou Huimin took a look and saw that it was the alarm clock she set herself.

"How annoying." Zhou Huimin muttered softly, stretched, got up, put on her slippers and went to the bathroom to wash up.

When she came out of the bathroom naked and changed into new clothes, she told He Daqi, "I put the clothes I changed into in the bathroom. Remember to wash them and hang them up."

"understood."

At this moment, it seemed as if we were back to a month ago, when the two of them stayed in the villa all day.

It was not until Zhou Huimin came downstairs with her bag that He Daqi suddenly came to his senses and hurriedly chased after her.

Zhou Huimin, who wanted to open the door and leave, saw He Daqi's anxious look and blinked in confusion.

"Sister, you haven't lent me money yet." He Daqi reminded in a low voice.

Zhou Huimin's eyes suddenly widened.

I slept so soundly that I almost forgot to rush back home at night just to give this bastard a beating.

There was not much time left to deal with him now. Zhou Huimin took out a wad of cash from her bag, without counting it, and walked over with a smile and handed it to He Daqi.

"Daqi, when are you going to treat your female classmates to a meal?"

"This weekend." He Daqi took the money and put it in his pocket, answering without thinking.

"How about next weekend? Next weekend is the end of the month. I'll be back to give a concert then. You can give your classmates some tickets. After dinner, you can watch the concert. Wouldn't it be more prestigious for you to treat them to a meal?"

This is a great idea. He Daqi nodded and said, "Okay, the money I borrowed this time and the ticket money will be deducted from my share."

Zhou Huimin chuckled, didn't say yes or no, turned around and left the villa.

He Daqi looked at the time. Since he had already taken a day off today, he was too lazy to continue going to school to attend classes. He went upstairs to wash and hang up Zhou Huimin's clothes, then locked the door and returned to the Guangming Building courtyard.

the next day.

He Daqi, who had a huge amount of money in his pocket, made an agreement with his classmates about meals at the end of the month, so he did not continue to eat in the cafeteria after school at noon.

He crossed the viewing area opposite the Beijing Film Academy and went to Jimenli to indulge in a six-yuan bowl of spicy hot pot.

He was in such a good mood that he was even happy when he attended classes in the afternoon.

The result is that it is too conspicuous. Every time the teacher looks down in class, he can always see a bright and handsome face.

"Student, come up and demonstrate the facial expressions I just mentioned to everyone. I see you come to class often, so you should have a lot of experience, right? Come up and try it."

He Daqi opened his mouth and pointed at himself for a long time. After confirming again and again that Wang Jinsong was talking about him, he went up to the podium with a pout.

"Daqi, let's not lose face!"

"Yes! Be more alert!"

"Daqi, good job!" Wang Jinsong's class is lively, so students like to make jokes. Seeing He Daqi looking sad, several boys in the 02 acting class immediately started making a fuss.

"Be quiet!" Wang Jinsong patted the podium, then said to He Daqi with a smile, "Your name is He Daqi, right? Come on, let's make an expression of surprise and disappointment."

This kind of improvisation is no longer a problem for He Daqi. Others understand the lessons by themselves, but He Daqi uses the system to help him understand. As long as he gains proficiency, he will learn faster than anyone else.

He Daqi suddenly raised his head, his eyes full of joy, as if he couldn't believe it but wanted to confirm it carefully, his eyes sparkling.

Then, as if he had heard some news, his eyes dimmed, he sighed slightly, and his body drooped a little, losing his original uprightness.

Wang Jinsong beside him raised his eyebrows.

This kid...

Something is not right.

"Daqi, have you been on a film crew before? Has anyone taught you the body movements?" Wang Jinsong asked.

"I have been there and even played a regular supporting role as a small eunuch. No one taught me the body movements." He Daqi responded.

"Pick a scene from your role and perform it for me."

He Daqi hummed, and his demeanor changed. He looked like he was supporting someone, his waist bent, his hands weak, and he muttered anxiously, "Ouch! Madam, go slower! You're still pregnant!"

Hiss! Wang Jinsong realized something was wrong.

How come this kid is an experiential person?!

"Did anyone teach you to act like this?"

"No." He Daqi shook his head.

"You go back and sit down first." Wang Jinsong frowned and said nothing more. He patted He Daqi's shoulder and asked him to go back.

As soon as He Daqi returned to his seat, Zhu Yawen turned around and gave him a thumbs-up: "Brother, your performance as the eunuch just now was so lifelike! We were all shocked and just came to our senses. You really have some skills!"

"It's just okay." He Daqi said modestly with a chuckle.

He knew that his performance just now had shocked a group of people, and he only needed to look at the long string of emotional value prompts.

The complacent He Daqi received a call from He Bing when school was about to end.

"What time does school end?" He Bing came straight to the point.

"Half past five."

"I'll be waiting for you at the Xitucheng Road bus stop. Come straight to me after school."

"Got it." He Daqi hung up the phone and was a little confused as to why He Bing suddenly looked for him.

This is the second time He Daqi has met He Bing.

Unlike the gangster-like appearance he showed when they first met, this time He Bing looked like a literary youth who had failed in love. He squatted on the steps of the flower bed beside the road, smoking with drooping eyelids.

"Uncle." He Daqi walked to He Bing and called out.

He Bing raised his head without responding, frowning and looking He Daqi up and down.

After looking at you for a long time, He Bing finally spoke: "Qi Ke said that I taught you bad things. I remember that I didn't teach you much. How could I have taught you bad things?"

"Who is Qi Ke?" He Daqi was stunned.

"Wang Jinsong," He Bing explained. He stood up and walked around He Daqi twice. After thinking for a moment, he ordered, "Perform the part you performed for Qi Ke in class today for me."

(End of this chapter)