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Chapter 439 This consultant is too strong

The little loli Yuhuan didn't think this was a shameful thing, because when she was at home, whenever there were lantern festivals or stages, her father would let her ride her neck like this, so Zhong Yue held her like this, and of course, she didn't have that kind of reserved twist.

However, many older sisters who came to the painting building to learn painting in the hall turned their heads and stared at her, which made her shy.

"Big brother, let me down."

Zhong Yue was still surprised by the little girl's name. He felt that she had struggled for a few times and said, "Okay, I'll let you down, don't move around. It's bad if you fall down and knock your head down." He held the little girl's crunching nest and slowly put her aside.

However, Xue Yuan, who was talking about painting before, has come over with the book.

"Who allows you to listen? The painting boy is not allowed to go to the Tong Hall to learn painting skills. Are you new here? Don't you understand?"

Zhong Yue said calmly: "The child sat at the end and couldn't see you giving a lecture. I carried her so that she could see the pen demonstration above you."

"I'm asking you now, why don't you abide by the rules of Qinghui Sect? You should know the consequences of the painting boy stealing his teacher, right?"

"I don't know." Zhong Yue is not a painting boy at all, he knows what these messy things are doing.

Someone whispered to Xue Yuan: "Senior Sister Xue, this person is just Zhong Buqi."

Xue Yuan was stunned and then smiled and said, "It turns out that it is a clock that is not aware of the height of the sky and the earth."

"I wonder what this saying is that the sky is high and the earth is thick?"

Xue Yuan said, "My cousin was bullied by you several times in the house. She burst into tears at noon today and couldn't even think about tea and meal!"

"Think of me so?"

"Haha, Senior Sister Xue, don't mess with this celebrity in the painting building now. Yao everyone gives him a chicken feather, and he can take it as a command arrow. Just before noon, he took Aunt Fu to the painting camp with a fierce momentum, and he must have gone to trouble with Sister Hongqiong again."

Xue Yuan looked angry and said, "I have been in seclusion for only a few days. Such a thing happened. If this person was still hiding in my Qinghui, wouldn't it be a joke to the other twelve bridges? Please tie it up for me!"

"This old sister, why don't you ask your cousin, why are you crying?"

Xue Yuan's face became even more ugly when she heard the words "Old Sister" and stared at Zhong Yue, "What's the reason? Don't you know what's wrong?"

"It's hard to say..." Zhong Yue thought that the boneless painting method he taught her in the morning, the flower and bird painting method that was almost unaware of in Daqian, suddenly taught her, that must be...

He raised his head and smiled, "It must be so touched."

The women around them who were learning to paint were stunned. They had never seen such a shameless person before.

Xue Yuan said angrily: "It's so shameless! With a shameless person like you, I, the Thirteen Bridge Qinghui, will be peaceful. Today, Yao, everyone will not care about it, I will clean up the portal!"

The woman next to her pretended to behave and said, "Sister, you can't. He is a consultant. I heard that it was agreed by everyone Yao. It is equivalent to the teaching of the sisters, so you can't do it."

"Teaching cannot do anything wrong!"

Zhong Yue said, "This old sister, you should teach painting skills well when you teach painting skills. This little girl can't see it, and she won't let others go to the front to listen. Now she is inexplicably angry. How can you be a role model for others when you are like this?"

"Big brother, I don't matter..." Yang Yuhuan pouted his face, looking like he was obviously very aggrieved, but he didn't want people to worry.

Xue Yuan was angry and laughed and said, "Okay! Let's discuss things today. Yuhuan, go ahead and sit with Zhang Lan to listen to the class."

"Oh..." Yang Yuhuan looked at Zhong Yue, pursed his lips gratefully, and then slowly walked towards the front of the hall.

Xue Yuan said, "Do you dare to confront me in Huazhai now?"

"Why don't you dare?"

"If it were Hongqiong you bullied, I would like to kneel down in public to apologize."

Zhong Yue stood up and said, "What if it is not?"

"No..." Xue Yuan didn't think about it, because anyone with a discerning eye could see that it was this scoundrel who bullied Xue Hongqiong.

"If not, every time you see me in the future, you will have to perform the rituals of master and apprentice, and call me Master, okay?"

Xue Yuan didn't even think about it, "You can do whatever you say."

Zhong Yue smiled. If he had known this guy was so happy, he would have to add two thousand taels of silver, so that he would have to save himself from making money. However, after taking over a disciple who was a teacher in Tongguan, Zhong Yue thought that he would be more peaceful in Qinghui in the future, and there would be no need to play tricks with these little girls all day long. He was a big man who was competing with a group of girls, and it would not sound good to say that he had a reputation.

"You are here to practice painting yourself. I will come over and review it one by one later. Don't think that if I leave, you can be lazy and relax."

The girls who were originally playing with Xiao Jiujiu returned to their seats and quickly practiced painting.

It seems that Teacher Ayuan is really strict...

...

...

Zhong Yue followed Xue Yuan to the Great Mansion Garden while thinking. It seemed that the so-called Qinghui Painting Building should be an ordinary person. Otherwise, Xue Yuan's style of conduct would not have been like this just now. She must have been so angry that she greeted her with ink rhyme. However, she chose to let the servants come over and tie Zhong Yue. She looked like she was not the kind of painter who was so concentrating ink.

After a long time of trouble, this place was just an ordinary painting building. Zhong Yue thought to himself that after he figured out his physical condition, he could leave with confidence.

"When I arrived at Hongxiuzhai, I see how you can argue!"

"The name of your sister's vegetarian name is so elegant, Hongxiu Tianxiang, what about you, Fu Erzhai? Do you want to say that you are not very second?"

Xue Yuan glared at Zhong Yue coldly, "When the confrontation is over, I will go to the master of the vegetarianism in person! You thief!"

"What did I steal you? Is it a thief who keeps talking?"

Xue Yuan looked angry, "When I see Sister Hongqiong, I see how you deny it!"

Zhong Yue was not very worried. He used to apologize and give him all his money. It was already considered to be the end of his kindness and righteousness. What else? Do you have to promise him?

Really, day by day.

Before I could enter Huazhai, I could hear the sound of sobs and crying.

"Sister Qiong."

"Sister, why are you here? Aren't you in seclusion?"

Xue Yuan held Hongqiong, who was already a little haggard and cried, and her eyes were also a little wet. "It's because my sister is not good. I didn't protect you from being fully prepared. I promised my uncle that you would not be bullied in Qinghui, but I never thought..."

Zhong Yue walked in and looked at the two sisters and burst into tears, making him feel really unforgivable.

"I never thought that this thief took advantage of the loophole. Good sister, tell my sister, is this thief bullying you?"

Xue Hongqiong sobbed, "You...why are you here?"

"Here, your sister dragged me to sue me."

Xue Yuan comforted her, "Good sister, don't be afraid. If you have a sister here, tell me if he bullies you?"

"Um."

Xue Yuan glared at Zhong Yue, "What else do you have to say? It's the good thing you did!"

"elder sister……"

"What's wrong?"

"It was before, but now I'm crying, not for that reason."

Xue Yuan was stunned, "It's not the reason? Then... what does it mean?"

"He apologized to me and taught me the painting skills, but Hongqiong himself was useless and could not learn it. The painting that Yungong wanted was getting tighter day by day. It was because I was too stupid and could not learn it... This... This consultant is too strong..."
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