Cultivation Teacher's Life Record

Chapter 279: Little Ghost Head

If Professor Qin Hong's casual attire in the car made it difficult for Zhang Weidong to associate her with teaching in the university, but now that she is dressed, Zhang Weidong has completely forgotten her identity as a university professor. The charm of a mature young woman,

This moment was vividly demonstrated by Professor Qin Hong.

Even though Zhang Weidong has extraordinary concentration, when he first saw Professor Qin Hong with another style, he couldn't help but feel a little dizzy.

Professor Qin Hong was obviously surprised and a little happy when he saw that the person knocking on the door was Zhang Weidong. For a moment, he didn't realize that the way he looked at her was abnormal. He smiled and said: "It's you, come in."

When Zhang Weidong entered the room, Professor Qin Hong glanced left and right in the corridor, then closed the door, walked to Zhang Weidong, turned around and said, "Weidong, what do you think of my outfit? Is it suitable?"

"Do you still need to ask? Professor Qin, you look beautiful no matter what you wear." Zhang Weidong said truthfully.

"I can't see that my skills in flattery are getting better and better!" Professor Qin Hong rolled her eyes at Zhang Weidong and said.

"I'm telling the truth. If you don't believe me, go ask other men yourself." Zhang Weidong immediately retorted unconvinced.

"If I can ask other men, why should I ask this little devil like you?" Professor Qin Hong reached out and tapped Zhang Weidong's forehead.

"Since Professor Qin thinks I'm a brat, why are you still asking me?" Zhang Weidong couldn't explain why, and he felt inexplicably angry. It seemed that Professor Qin Hong's words made him very hurt, so he turned around and left.

It turns out that in her heart I am just a little devil!

At this moment, a warm and smooth hand suddenly grabbed Zhang Weidong's hand.

"What are you doing? Are you angry?" Professor Qin Hong rolled his eyes at Zhang Weidong and said angrily.

"I, a great university teacher, have turned into a little devil, don't you think I should be angry?" Although she seemed to enjoy being held by Professor Qin Hong's hand, and her angry expression also had a very seductive and charming flavor, but not

I know why the more this happens, the more unhappy Zhang Weidong feels.

"Okay, it's my fault. I apologize to you. I won't call you little ghost boss from now on!" Professor Qin Hong didn't know why. Seeing that Zhang Weidong seemed really angry, as a leader, he blurted out the apology.

come out.

"That's pretty much it." Now that Professor Qin Hong has apologized, Zhang Weidong certainly can't be awkward with her anymore.

Phew! Seeing that Zhang Weidong's expression softened, Professor Qin Hong couldn't help but pursed his lips and laughed, and then rolled his eyes at Zhang Weidong: "Really, I'm not old, but I have a bad temper. Now Teacher Zhang can give me a good evaluation. I'll give it a try tonight."

I also want to meet classmates I haven’t seen for many years!”

Seeing Qin Hong say this, Zhang Weidong felt a little embarrassed. Speaking of which, the age difference between the two was more than ten years, and Professor Qin Hong was the leader of the college. If you really want to call him a little devil, it would be a sign of a closer relationship with him.

It is just wishful thinking for others to call Professor Qin Hong this way!

"It's very beautiful! I think your classmates will be jealous to death!" Zhang Weidong said seriously.

"Really?" Qin Hong happily turned around again when she heard this. Her plump breasts, which were restrained by the buttons of her shirt, trembled slightly as she turned, as if they were about to burst out of the fabric.

"You can doubt my age, but you can't doubt my vision." Zhang Weidong still looked serious.

"Giggles, I'm still upset!" Professor Qin Hong was obviously very happy. Seeing Zhang Weidong's sullen face and serious look, he couldn't help but giggle and stretched out his hand to gently hit Zhang Weidong.

Zhang Weidong was lightly hit by Qin Hong, and the expression on his face could no longer be maintained. He also laughed and said: "Being called a little ghost head by a beautiful lady like Professor Qin, I think any man's heart

Everyone will be upset."

"You are getting more and more glib. Tell me, what do you want from me?" Professor Qin Hong rolled her eyes at Zhang Weidong and asked, but her face turned slightly red. Apparently, she still enjoyed Zhang Weidong's compliment in her heart.

"Oh, I almost forgot about business. I have an appointment with friends in the evening, so I won't attend the dinner party. I specifically asked for leave from the leader." Zhang Weidong said with a smile.

"Friends? Martial arts friends?" Professor Qin Hong asked with a surprised look on his face.

"Yes, please ask the leader to keep my identity as a martial arts master secret." Zhang Weidong nodded.

"Don't worry, it's still a secret. You have skinny arms and legs. No one will believe me even if I tell you." Professor Qin Hong couldn't help laughing.

Zhang Weidong looked at his arms and legs, shook his head speechlessly, and then said: "Then I will act alone at night."

"Okay, I understand, but please pay attention to safety." Qin Hong said.

"It seems that the leader is also very suspicious of my identity as a martial arts master!" Zhang Weidong said.

"What do you think?" Qin Hong rolled her eyes at Zhang Weidong and then pushed him and said, "Okay, okay, let's go out quickly. I have to get ready, and I have to meet classmates I haven't seen for many years!"

Fang Zhongping arrived at the hotel where Zhang Weidong was staying at about 6:10 p.m.

As soon as they met, Fang Zhongping held Zhang Weidong's hand tightly and apologized repeatedly: "I'm sorry, Junior Brother Zhang was negligent, I was negligent."

"Senior Brother Fang, if you say this, you don't regard me as a friend." Zhang Weidong said with a slight expression on his face.

"Haha, don't say this, don't say this. Then why don't we leave for dinner now?" Fang Zhongping said haha.

"Everything is arranged by Senior Brother Fang." Zhang Weidong said with a smile.

"Junior Brother Zhang, please." Fang Zhongping made an invitation gesture and said.

Zhang Weidong followed Fang Zhongping downstairs. There was a champagne-colored Bentley parked in front of the hotel, and a stern man in a black suit was standing beside the car door.

When the man saw Fang Zhongping coming down, he hurriedly turned around and opened the door of the rear compartment.

"Junior Brother Zhang, please." Fang Zhongping did not rush to sit in, but turned around and made a gesture of invitation to Zhang Weidong.

When the man saw this, a look of shock flashed in his eyes. He knew that his boss had hurried back today to meet a martial arts friend, but he didn't expect that this martial arts friend was so young, and the boss's attitude seemed to treat him very badly.

Respect.

Zhang Weidong is not a person who likes to push around, so after hearing the words, he bent down and got into the Bentley. Fortunately, at this time, Li Li and others had already been taken out for dinner by the tour guide, otherwise they would have seen Zhang Weidong bending over.

He got into a Bentley worth at least several million and was not so shocked that his eyes almost fell off.

After Zhang Weidong got into the car, Fang Zhongping bent over and got in through the other door.

Fang Zhongping took Zhang Weidong to a very unique local hotel. The hotel is surrounded by mountains and rivers, with waterside pavilions, stone carvings in the courtyard, green brick paths, willow ponds with fish flying, and pines and bamboo shadows. Just looking at the environment and layout makes people feel...

A different kind of artistic conception. As for the food, I guess it won't be any worse.

When Zhang Weidong walked into the box under the leadership of Fang Zhongping, many people were already in the box. When they saw Fang Zhongping and Zhang Weidong coming in, they all stood up hurriedly. But when their eyes fell on Zhang Weidong, they could not restrain themselves.

There was a hint of shock on his face.

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To make up for Thursday's post, the word count is a little less, so please forgive me.

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