After I Died, I Was So Popular Again

"Professor of Chinese Painting Department?" Kang Binbin asked stupidly.

Qi Linqing nodded.

Kang Binbin: "..."

What he studied in particular was the Department of Chinese Painting.

This is destined to be the day that classmate Kang Binbin is in a daze.

He never thought that a freshman who had just entered university could be hired as a professor.

Isn't this outrageous?

But he watched the administrator of the teacher's apartment greet him with a smile, enthusiastically and respectfully handed the key to Qi Linqing, and said:

"Professor Qi, your room is on the third floor, 312. There is an elevator at the entrance. Please come to me if you have any questions. My private number is xxxxxx."

Kang Binbin was shocked and sluggish, and couldn't help thinking that he is now in his sophomore year. Qi Linqing should...not become his own teacher, right?

But he remembered again that he seemed to have just been killed last year.

"Qi, Qi. Cough cough." Kang Binbin really didn't know how to address the other person, so he skipped this procedure and asked directly: "Which subject do you teach?"

Qi Linqing thought for a moment and replied: "It should be the practice of Chinese painting as a freshman."

Kang Binbin: "..."

Finish calf.

Kang Binbin is now falling down in a cold sweat, which means that his power to kill is all in Qi Linqing's hands.

He hung up this course last year.

But now the opportunity is here!

Kang Binbin told himself to cheer up. As long as you can please Professor Qi, passing the exam is not a dream.

The faculty apartment of the Academy of Fine Arts is decorated with high-end furnishings, with one elevator and two households, equipped with 24-hour property management, and it is no different from the outside community. As long as the teacher and the school sign a contract, they can have permanent property rights. In city B, which is an inch of money, the policy proposed by the school completely solved the teachers' mortgage anxiety.

There are two types of rooms.

One is one-bedroom and two-living rooms for families with children, with an area of ​​more than 100 square meters.

The other is a single apartment, 65 square meters, with excellent lighting and a large balcony.

The room allocated to Qi Linqing by the school is the latter.

Kang Binbin had never entered the teacher's apartment before, so he wanted to pay his respects.

"Send someone to the end, I'll help you send the luggage upstairs together." He said positively.

Qi Linqing: "Okay, thank you."

Go upstairs.

The entrance is a brand new white wall and lacquered wood door.

Opposite Qi Linqing's room at 131, there were shoe racks, pink children's bicycles and other things at the door. Apparently a teacher had already checked in.

The key opened the door.

The apartment is clean and bright, with a small kitchen on the left hand side, and the living room, balcony and bedroom further ahead.

The furniture is complete, and there are boxes of rice noodles, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar and various daily necessities on the ground, and a list of items.

Qi Linqing picked up the list and found out that it was a benefit provided by the school to new teachers.

He turned and opened the refrigerator.

The refrigerator is also full, except for drinks and some meat dishes.

Kang Binbin looked around twice, smacking his tongue inwardly.

This accommodation condition is completely the same as the four- or six-person student apartment.

Qi Linqing took out a bottle of ice drink and handed it to Kang Binbin, saying, "Thank you today, Senior Kang."

Kang Binbin looked vicissitudes of life: "Don't call me senior again."

He is not worthy.

He just wants to be Professor Qi's humble dog licking.

...

After Kang Binbin left, Qi Linqing sent a message to Zhong Chen, and then began to clean up the apartment alone.

He came from the poor in his previous life and was more than enough to clean up the housework.

After a while, Qi Linqing mopped the floor spotlessly, and the bed was covered with brand new sheets.

He opened the suitcase, took out a few simple pieces of clothing, and hung them into the closet one by one.

He just bought some toiletries such as cups and sets in the supermarket downstairs.

Duplicate.

Qi Linqing thought for a while, put two black and white cups side by side on the wash table, and put them in a soft toothbrush.

I also bought two pairs of slippers. He placed it carefully at the door.

Qi Linqing also unpacked all the oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and other items and placed them on the kitchen counter.

After such a major cleaning, two large bags of garbage were accumulated.

Qi Linqing sorted up the garbage bags and put them at the door temporarily.

When he entered the house, he poured himself a glass of water and took the call from the housekeeper while drinking.

The butler’s tone was worried: "Master, you have never lived outside by yourself. How can we rest assured... And if you still live in a multi-person dormitory, you will definitely not be used to it. Or you should move home, and the driver will send it off regularly every day. Are you going to school?"

Qi Linqing: "No, I have already cleaned it up by myself."

There is serious traffic jam in the morning and evening peaks in City B, and he does not want to waste time on commuting.

The housekeeper was taken aback when he heard the words, and immediately remembered that Qi Linqing was born in the countryside before.

The young master's self-reliance ability is probably not as unbearable as he imagined.

Qi Linqing sat on the sofa, turned on the electric fan, and read a book in the cool breeze.

Ding dong.

The doorbell rang.

He thought that Zhong Chen was coming, his expression softened unconsciously, and quickly got up to open the door.

Unexpectedly, standing outside was a middle-aged woman about forty years old with short brown hair and a neat temperament.

Qi Linqing looked down and saw that she was holding a bag of dumplings with white flour in her hand.

The woman smiled gently at him, and said, "You are the new professor of the Department of Chinese Painting? You look so young."

Qi Linqing: "Are you?"

The woman patted her forehead, "Oh my memory, I forgot to introduce myself at first."

She turned around and pointed to the room opposite, and said with a smile: "My husband is a professor of film and television animation, Lin Chenye. My last name is Wu, you can call me Aunt Wu."

When Qi Linqing heard that the other party was a neighbor and that her husband was a professional professor, Qi Linqing opened the door immediately:

"You come in and sit down."

"I won't sit down, and I will go to the kindergarten to pick up my daughter later." Aunt Wu waved her hand, handing him the bag of white flour dumplings, and said, "I am a southerner. This is a specialty from my hometown, crab noodles and cabbage. The stuffing is called wonton in the north of you. Quickly, take it back and remember to eat it. It will be our first meeting as a neighbor."

Qi Linqing was taken aback, and thanked him with both hands.

"Is your hometown in Dongting Lake?" he asked.

Aunt Wu was stunned, "How do you know?"

Qi Linqing said softly: "Crab powder and cabbage stuffing has been a famous snack in Dongting Lake since ancient times."

"As expected, someone who can be a professor is really knowledgeable." Aunt Wu sighed.

Saying goodbye to Aunt Wu, Qi Linqing started copying and turned back to the house.

WeChat popped up with new messages.

Zhong Chen: [I'm at the gate of the Academy of Fine Arts]

Qi Linqing typed and replied: [Should I go down to pick you up? ]

Zhong Chen: [No need, no, the weather outside is too hot, I'll be there right away just like this]

Qi Linqing thought for a while, and immediately turned out the air-conditioning board to hit the low temperature.

Life is like tea: [Have you eaten? ]

Zhong Chen: [Not yet, just finished the admission procedures]

Qi Linqing rubbed his hands, his eyes fell on the bag of hands on the kitchen chopping board.

He decided to cook himself.

In all fairness, Qi Linqing's cooking skills are actually very good.

In his previous life, he was a single man alone, and he had no money by his side, so he could only support himself.

He can't make dishes that are too difficult. But this hometown copycat is extremely handy.

Fill the pot with water.

Qi Linqing studied the gas stove for a while, and finally learned it through Baidu. When you twist it, the flames will burst out, which is very convenient.

This made him a little bit emotional, the great invention of modern mankind.

The water boiled quickly, white steam lingered, and transparent bubbles came out.

Qi Linqing put his hands in one at a time, and after stirring for two times, it was decided that it would not stick to the pot.

Taking advantage of the cooking time, Qi Linqing boiled water and poured it into a bowl, adding seasonings, green onion, coriander and other things.

There happened to be a bottle of red oil in the sauce presented by the school.

He picked it up and looked at it for a while, emotions rolling in his eyes.

He remembered the red oil handwriting that Liang Luoduan always prepared for himself in class in the previous life.

At first it was the usual stuffing with pork and mushrooms, which was mostly eaten in northern families.

Until one time when he accidentally talked to the other party about his hometown, he raised a mouthful of this crabmeat and cabbage stuffing, and he was amazed.

After that, chaoshou became this kind of stuffing.

Although the taste is still not authentic, Qi Linqing is very grateful to each other.

It is the snacks that can be prepared to prevent him from starving during the hardest winter.

The kindness this apprentice showed to him was unforgettable for him.

The doorbell rang again.

This person is indeed Zhong Chen.

He took a glass of iced milk tea and took two sips. It was terribly hot in the dog days, and he was sweating profusely after walking a few steps outside.

Just as Zhong Chen walked in the door, the air-conditioner came oncoming, and brand-new slippers were placed at the entrance.

He looked around the room, "You are treated very well as a professor."

He originally wanted to buy a private apartment for the other party near the Gome School, but now it doesn't seem to be necessary.

Qi Linqing poked his head out of the kitchen and said, "Lunch will be ready soon. Go and sit on the sofa and wait."

"okay."

Zhong Chen walked over and sat down and saw half an iced seedless watermelon on the coffee table.

There is a napkin next to it. On the paper is an oval spoon.

The TV remote control is on the left side of the spoon.

Zhong Chen's mood is complicated.

Sometimes it's just such subtle details, and Qi Linqing doesn't look like a straight man at all.

The kitchen was filled with tantalizing fragrances.

Qi Linqing tied his apron and walked out with a bowl of marked oil.

Zhong Chen looked at his apron with the five characters "Too Le Chicken Essence" printed in yellow on his waist, and he wanted to laugh inexplicably.

"Come and eat." Qi Linqing set the chopsticks and spoons.

Zhong Chen said "um", got up and walked over.

This is the first time he has tasted Master's cooking, and it is a little excited to think about it.

But when Zhong Chen saw the food in the bowl, he was stunned.

The fear in my heart overturned like a stormy sea.

The bright red soup is dotted with green coriander and chopped green onion.

——It's a bowl of excellent selling red oil.

It is said that seeing things and thinking people.

Zhong Chen inevitably recalled the good time he had in class with Master.

Qi Linqing: "Try to see how it tastes."

Zhong Chen raised his head and glanced at him.

Qi Linqing's expression was still calm and composed, and he couldn't see the slightest strangeness.

He pulled the stool away and sat down, picked up a hand and blew it into the entrance.

For a moment, Zhong Chen suspected that the other party was testing himself.

But this suspicion was quickly dispelled.

Zhong Chen thought to himself that if he knew the truth about the character of the master, he would definitely confront him straight away, and he would break up directly if he was not sure.

Therefore, he must not let Qi Linqing know the truth.

Zhong Chen lowered his head and took a bite of his hand, but the deliciousness he had expected is now chewing wax with his stomach.

"It's stuffed with crabmeat and cabbage. Did you buy it outside?" he asked.

Qi Linqing: "No, it was given by the professor's wife from the opposite neighbor."

Zhong Chen: "Oh, then you should return a gift too."

Qi Linqing nodded and said, "I think so too. The wife of Professor Lin is from Dongting Lake. I think I can go to the market and buy two salted snow fish for her."

Zhong Chen knowingly did not ask about Dongting Lake.

Qi Linqing did not eat his hands, the original owner is allergic to seafood.

He simply burned a bowl of noodles to eat.

When he finished eating, Zhong Chen got up and put the dishes and chopsticks in the sink, putting on gloves and wanted to wash by hand.

Qi Linqing got up and pulled him away, and said in an unquestionable tone: "I'm coming."

However, Zhong Chen had to stand aside and watch Qi Lin clean the bowl.

"By the way, I have one thing I want to tell you."

Qi Linqing: "Huh?"

Zhong Chen thought for a while and said: "A few days ago, a new variety show came to my studio and asked if we had a schedule."

Qi Linqing paused slightly, "We?"

He knew that Zhong Chen had plans to enter the entertainment industry, but he didn't want to involve it.

"Yes, this is a variety show for two people in love." Zhong Chen lied without blinking his eyes: "Because "China Painter" became so popular after it was aired, the agent suggested that I stir up CP with you to keep it hot."

In fact, this lie is very false.

Go to the studio and ask an employee casually, and you know that Zhong Chen's popularity does not need to rely on CP.

But Zhong Chen just said so.

He knew that Qi Linqing didn't understand, and would definitely agree to it for his own future.

He just wanted to declare to the world that Qi Linqing was his alone.

After all, the effect of frying cp is very significant, almost visible to the naked eye.

After Qi Lele and Fu Hanri announced the cancellation of their marriage contract, news spread on the Internet that Fu Hanri would be engaged to Qi Linqing instead.

As a result, a small group of netizens knocked on the cp of Fu Yingdi and Qi Linqing.

[I hated Qi Lele a long time ago, not only robbed Qi Linqing’s family background, but also his excellent fiancé]

[Support Qi Linqing to take Fu Yingdi back! ! ]

[This kind of commercial marriage is like this. It is said that Emperor Fu has a prominent family and his father is the richest man on Hong Kong Island. Maybe his family has an agreement with the Qi family. Qi Lele is not his biological son, and it is indeed not decent to marry in the past]

But after the "China Painter" was broadcast, the weather vane changed rapidly.

In the morning cp grows again.

No one knocked Fu Hanri and Qi Linqing anymore.

Zhong Chen knew that he was greedy and selfish.

He just wanted to make Qi Linqing always affix his own label. Even if it is lost on the way, everyone will automatically return Qi Linqing to him through the tag.

After Qi Lin cleaned the last bowl, he dried it and put it in the cupboard.

He took off his gloves and said, "Is it okay to shoot on weekends? I guess I usually have more classes."

Zhong Chen nodded immediately and said: "Of course, I will ask the agent to negotiate with the program team."

In fact, the investor in this show is still him.

But it was filming on the weekend, so just say it and it will definitely be arranged properly.

Qi Linqing: "Okay."

Zhong Chen's eyes drifted: "Oh, right, should I move over to live with you?"

Now Qi Linqing hasn't fully realized what the concept of love variety show is.

His attention was temporarily focused on Zhong Chen's proposal to "live with him" again.

"No." He said without hesitation.

"Why? You better give me a reason." Zhong Chen hung his face.

Qi Linqing: "I think it's too early to make progress."

The question mark on Zhong Chen's head: "???"

"Is it early?"

"Qi Linqing, are you a tortoise?"

"Besides, it's not that we haven't lived together in the studio before."

Zhong Chen looked at Qi Linqing's calm appearance sitting on the sofa drinking tea, and he was completely speechless.

The other party was so unhurried, but he was about to die of anger.

Qi Linqing said bitterly: "Now we have determined that the relationship is completely different from just living with roommates in the past. Besides, this is the teacher's apartment, and I may not be influential when I go in and out with you..."

Zhong Chen: "Then you can live with me. I bought an apartment at the gate of B, which is not far away. I usually ask the driver to drive."

Qi Linqing shook his head: "This is too inconvenient. I have a lot of morning classes."

Zhong Chen sneered: "Hehe, saying so much is an excuse, you just live with me and miss me."

Qi Linqing: "No. Don't worry, wait a moment..."

Zhong Chen only felt a wave of anger rushing to his forehead, burning all his remaining sanity.

He put his arms around his chest and looked down at Qi Linqing condescendingly.

"Are you cheating? Are you planning to raise a wild man behind my back in this ruined house?"

In fact, Zhong Chen felt a little stupid after blurting out.

Qi Linqing, such a staid and traditional person, would not be like this.

Besides, which wild man can compare to him? Humph.

Qi Linqing couldn't laugh or cry, "How is it possible?"

Zhong Chen dropped the fatal question again:

"Then why don't you want to live with me?"

This time Qi Linqing was silent.

Zhong Chen sniffed, and suddenly felt an unprecedented grievance.

The couples in the family are always burning firewood.

But the wood on his side was an old rotten wood that was soaked by a basin of cold water, and it couldn't be burned by a big fire.

Zhong Chen turned around and left.

He ran all the way down the corridor and stopped.

He looked back twice, thinking that Qi Linqing would catch up.

But it didn't.

He didn't even see a wooden shadow.

No, that guy is simply Rebar 2.0!

Zhong Chen left with disappointment.

Zhong Chen, who was immersed in anger, did not notice that the man standing on the balcony on the third floor was actually looking at him all the time.

...

Zhong Chen returned to the apartment.

Liang Mingshan has ordered a large table for takeaway lunch for him.

Zhong Chen sat down on the sofa and said coldly: "I have eaten."

Even if I haven't eaten it, I'm full of anger.

Liang Mingshan knew, "It was Mr. Fu who did what made you angry again."

When Zhong Chen talked about this, he was angry and muttered: "I think he has my slippers, toothbrushes, and daily necessities for two people at home. I thought he had this idea, so he offered to live together. Reject, say too fast."

Liang Mingshan: "Not surprising."

Zhong Chen glared at him.

Liang Mingshan said meaningfully: "I still think that maybe Mr. Fu's body is not good. Maybe he deliberately kept it from you because he was secretly looking for a doctor for treatment?"

Zhong Chen: "..."

He just wanted to talk about something that would take his time when he kissed himself last time and spoke.

But he swallowed back silently.

The more I think about it, the more things are wrong.

In the original text, Qi Linqing's setting is to accept, shouldn't it exist for this reason...

Zhong Chen covered his heart, wondering why his anger at Qi Linqing disappeared.

And there was an urge to take care of each other.

If the other party really has certain diseases, it doesn't matter if he wants to cure it.

After all, what's pressing the master under him...Zhong Chen's eyes were dim, his throat rolled twice subconsciously.

night.

Qi Linqing connected Du Yuanbai's overseas telephone.

"What?! You actually stayed in Gome's teacher's apartment?" Du Yuanbai was surprised, and immediately sighed: "It's a pity that I'm not in the country, otherwise I will definitely visit it."

Qi Linqing: "You can come here next time you return to China."

Du Yuanbai: "B University is very close to Gome, so do you live with Zhong Chen now?"

Qi Linqing was startled.

"No," he whispered.

Yuan Bai was puzzled, "Why? You used to stick together every day in high school, why don't you live together in college now?"

"Your teacher's apartment is a great place to live together."

Qi Linqing did not answer.

He sighed and said without beginning and end: "Actually, I have always wanted to find someone to talk to."

When Brother Yuan was there, he could still have a talking company.

But now, I really don’t know who to talk to.

Du Yuanbai: "You tell me you are all your own, and I will not tell others."

After this time of getting along, Du Yuanbai has completely regarded himself as Qi Linqing's loyal little brother.

What's the task of my brother?

Of course it is to protect the eldest brother.

Seeing that the other party still didn't answer, Du Yuanbai patted his chest and said, "Brother Qi, please feel free to speak boldly! If there is anything I can help, I won't hesitate to go up and down the fire."

"It's not necessary, it's just some ordinary parents." Qi Linqing quietly said.

Du Yuanbai asked tentatively: "About Brother Zhong?"

Qi Linqing: "Yeah."

Du Yuanbai: "Oh oh."

He thought that people like Qi Linqing might encounter a lot of setbacks when they fall in love.

Qi Linqing hesitated and said: "It was just today that he said he wanted to live with me, but I refused, and then he was so angry that he slammed the door and left..."

Du Yuanbai sensitively caught the contradiction in these words, and said strangely:

"Why do you refuse to live with him?"

Qi Linqing lowered his head for a while and walked to the balcony to blow the air.

After the cold wind blew for a long time, he quietly told Du Yuanbai his true thoughts.

...

The next day.

When I just went to college, I was surrounded by strangers. Gan Yishan and Tanggula happened to meet in the cafeteria when they got up early. There was a sense of intimacy of a fellow villager seeing fellow villagers with tears in their eyes, and they walked together towards the classroom.

"This year because the Asian Games does not require military training, it is great." Gan Yishan chewed on the buns.

Tanggula nodded in agreement, "Indeed, otherwise the weather will be tanned."

The two chatted as they walked.

After eating breakfast, Gan Yishan threw the packaging bags into the trash can and asked, "What class is the first in the morning?"

Tangula is incredible: "Why don't you even know this?"

Gan Yishan was a little embarrassed, and said: "Yesterday, Master didn't know why he gave me a lot of homework in the middle of the night. I was keeping up with the progress, so I forgot to look at the paper class schedule."

Tanggula lost his temper when he heard Qi Linqing, and silently opened WeChat and sent Gan Yishan a mobile phone form.

Gan Yishan looked at it, "The first session is a practical lesson on traditional Chinese painting. Wow, this teacher is also surnamed Qi, what a coincidence."

Tanggula yawned and said casually: "Maybe the Chinese paintings with the surname Qi are more powerful."

While they were speaking, the two walked to the door of the large classroom.

The Chinese painting practice course is a compulsory professional course for every grade student, because there are many students and the location is very crowded.

Gan Yishan and Tanggula came early and occupied the first row of seats in front of them.

She quickly noticed the senior sitting next to him who had sold her phone card on the first day of school, and said in surprise:

"Senior Kang? Why are you here?"

Generally, this kind of professional courses are only for students in this grade.

Kang Binbin was consciously embarrassed and turned to cover his face and said, "I didn't pass the exam last year. I will retake this year."

Gan Yishan: "Oh, that's it."

Kang Binbin: "Don't underestimate this class. Last year, the professor was extremely abnormal, resulting in a retake rate of over 35%. In addition to the problem of his style, the school dismissed him..."

As soon as the voice fell, the class bell rang.

Several students filed in hastily.

In the next second, the tall young man walked slowly into the classroom with a lesson plan and a thermos cup, and stood on the podium.

Almost everyone was stunned.

Tanggula pupil earthquake.

Gan Yishan murmured in a daze, "Master... he can't go wrong, right?"

Kang Binbin picked his nose, "He didn't go wrong, Qi Linqing is the new professor of this course."

Gan Yishan: "?"

Tangula: "???"

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