Spear Teacher

Chapter 307

Yes.

I'm out of my depth.

I admit it.

I'm probably a little in love with Jiang Qiyu.

But fortunately, I have foresight, and I've never let anyone notice my rich inner drama since I was a child.

So even if my face is swollen now, I can grit my teeth and hold on.

It's just a liking, it's nothing.

I'll just take some Chinese medicine to regulate my body.

In fact, there's nothing strange about my liking for her.

Putting aside the external conditions, Jiang Qiyu is really interesting.

If someone asks me now, when did I start to like her.

Then I definitely can't answer.

To use a not-so-appropriate phrase:

"When you find a cockroach at home, there may already be a thousand in the dark."

And how did Jiang Qiyu, the cockroach, live in my house, I tried to recall.

Maybe it's her optimistic and positive attitude in any situation.

Maybe it's her state of mind that she doesn't care about anyone.

Maybe it was the way she acted like a slave without any burden when she needed something from me.

Or maybe it was the heroic act of standing in front of me in the business world and drinking with eight partners in three hours.

Although I know that she was not trying to stop me from drinking, she really loves to drink.

Anyway, I thought about it again and again, and it seems that there is no standard answer to this question.

Or maybe, her existence itself is a standard answer to me.

In the past, I always felt that feelings would make people blind, impulsive, stupid and even lose themselves.

To be honest, compared to falling in love with her, it is actually more difficult for me to accept that I have become the kind of crazy man who does not recognize his relatives in bloody novels.

However, after a period of self-observation.

Things don’t seem to be as bad as I thought.

For example,

Although I would secretly sigh in my heart that she could make such a silly expression so cute when she was smiling and pretending to be stupid with me.

But I would still threaten her subconsciously:

"Don't force me to slap you."

For another example,

Although I would use my greatest patience in my life to coax and deceive her to carry her home to take care of her when she was drunk and sang to the street lamp and refused to let go.

But I would still suddenly play her "high-definition first-hand audio source" at breakfast the next day and taunt her:

"Jiang Qiyu, I thought someone's donkey was crazy last night."

For another example,

Although I would be unable to sleep or eat when her attitude towards me changed 180 degrees, and I would want to write 800 pages of PPT to analyze her motives.

But when she suddenly said to me, "If a loser like me asked to date you, would you call the police?"

I would subconsciously say a top-notch yin and yang:

"You can raise any request and discuss it. There is no need to do this."

"..."

To be honest, I regretted it as soon as I said this.

Especially when I saw her frown, my mind went blank.

Somehow, I suddenly recalled the bloody plot that dominated my entire middle school years.

The stupid male protagonist who loves without knowing it and opens his mouth like a constipated man, the brainless female protagonist who never explains the misunderstanding and only plays a sad drama in her heart, and the series of low-level misunderstandings that make people tap their toes, the crematorium of chasing their wives...

No!

Absolutely not!

"I'm not..."

But just as I was about to explain that I had eaten poisonous mushrooms and my mind was not clear, I was actually so happy that I wanted to hug her and kiss her or let her kiss me.

But she frowned and spoke before me: "Didn't I mention it just now?"

"What, what..."

"My request."

Jiang Qiyu's face was full of patience and tolerance, which made me look more like a vulnerable person with a problem in the brain:

"Qi Yu."

She rarely looked me in the eyes seriously and spoke seriously word by word:

"Can you date me?"

"Yes."

I didn't dare to show off, for fear that she would regret it the next second: "Start now?"

"?"

"..."

But from her weird eyes, I suddenly realized:

I seem to be happy a little too early...

Because the next moment, I heard the familiar hearty laughter of Grandpa Qiao from the phone she was holding in her palm:

"Start! Hahaha... Start now!"

And Jiang Qiyu's serious tone as if she had seen a ghost in broad daylight:

"I don't care who you are, get off him immediately!"

"..."

In fact, looking at this situation, the ins and outs of the matter are not difficult to guess.

It was nothing more than Grandpa Qiao making a fuss about her lifelong event, and perhaps he even expressed regret for me, his "grandson-in-law (failed beta test version)".

Jiang Qiyu insisted that there was absolutely no relationship between her and me.There is no love affair between a man and a woman.

She was honest and upright, and dared to "confess" to me in front of the old man without collusion in advance.

She was sure that I would say something bloody to make Grandpa Qiao on the other end of the phone give up the idea of bringing us together.

In fact, she thought this matter should be a sure thing.

But the bad thing was that our messages were not synchronized,

She didn't know that I was moved.

So I tricked her.

And then, I was about to trick her again:

"Grandpa Qiao, you heard it too, we are really in love."

"Hehe... I know, I heard it, when are you two going to--"

"Beep--"

Seeing her decisively hang up the phone, I forced a smile.

With the top-notch on-the-spot reaction ability that she had developed through years of immersion in the business world, she took the opportunity to present the third question of the day:

"Jiang Qiyu, why don't we get married?"

Of course, her answer did not surprise me:

"After hearing this, all the bad things I have done in my life will be written off."

"..."

What vicious language.

I like it.

——

Of course, we had an in-depth discussion and analysis of the matter afterwards.

The content of the meeting is as follows:

"You need an opportunity to be independent from the Qiao family, and I need the identity of a married successful person. Instead of fighting each other, it is better to integrate resources and we get married as a formality."

"You just suddenly got possessed by a ghost... because of this?"

"What else? Because I fell in love with you?"

"Hiss... It's not impossible."

"..."

"Look, you are known to be a pretentious... high-class domineering male protagonist, and I am a bright, charming, generous, beautiful, kind-hearted, intelligent, perfect, and perfect--"

"Tsk."

"--the female protagonist, the male protagonist abandoned the engaged female protagonist and went abroad for his career. Ten years later, when he returned to China, he realized that 'what does it matter if I win the world without you'. After meeting the female protagonist again, he immediately launched a thrilling chase and cremation of his wife. She escaped, he chased, they couldn't escape... Tsk tsk tsk, this is so exciting that I was afraid that they would ask me to subscribe halfway through. "

"...What? You want to change your career and become a screenwriter for the family mediation column of the People's Livelihood Channel?"

"..."

"Think about it carefully. If finding someone to marry is the most convenient and labor-saving way to solve the problem, then I must be your best candidate at the moment."

"That's hard to say. What if I meet true love in the future?"

"...Are you talking about the male models whose fathers gamble, mothers are sick, and sisters study in the private room last time?"

"Qi Yu, sometimes when I hear you talk, I really want to call the police."

"What a coincidence, me too."

"..."

And the final conclusion of the meeting we discussed was:

No conclusion.

My trick of weighing the pros and cons may work for ordinary people,

but who is Jiang Qiyu?

"Qi Yu, are you treating me like a fool?

You said you wanted to cancel the engagement, so you canceled it. Now you say you want to get married? Am I a cheap person?

Let me tell you, although we honest people don't cause trouble, we are also afraid of trouble! You want me to be your scapegoat? No way!"