Movie/TV: How could my sister be Qiao Jingjing?

She didn't dare tell her parents about it, so she could only complain to her younger brother.

She hid under her younger brother's blanket and sobbed...

After many years.

I actually have the chance to experience being a tutor?

Are you sure this won't turn into prenatal education?

fair enough.

I'm currently in my internship and don't know what kind of job to look for.

When the old man asked, he could answer with a straight face:

"Am I educating and nurturing students?"

You can't just say (Li Zhao) that work is a side path, and writing novels is the only way to succeed.

That old man would definitely slap him to death.

More than half an hour later.

Someone contacted Qiao Yu, saying he was at the entrance of the residential area.

Qiao Yu said goodbye to Su Jinbei and arrived at the entrance of the residential area.

You can immediately spot a brand-new Audi A8 parked on the side of the road.

The driver was a burly middle-aged man who rarely smiled.

He took out his phone and dialed Qiao Yu's number.

Upon hearing the phone ring, he got out of the car and opened the door: "Mr. Qiao, I've come to pick you up."

Qiao Yu's lips curled into a slightly unnatural smile.

He suddenly realized that he knew too little about Xia Qing. Could this sister be a rich second-generation?

The Audi A8 drove slowly through the street in one direction.

At 10 a.m., the car was parked in a villa area.

It's a truly luxurious neighborhood where every inch of land is incredibly valuable.

The driver drove into the residential area and stopped in front of a villa. "Mr. Qiao, we've arrived."

He then made a phone call.

Soon, a middle-aged woman, presumably a nanny, ran out of the villa and opened the door.

As Qiao Yu stepped through the wrought iron gate, he glanced at it.

I was utterly amazed.

A detached villa, plus the area occupied by the front and back yards.

They are over 200 square meters, some even 300 square meters.

It's another location like this, and it's quite valuable.

Qiao Yu remembered that at the beginning of this year, some villas in Songjiang were being sold for as much as ten million yuan.

The building in front of us, conservatively estimated, costs between 30 and 50 million.

However, it is not a new house.

Judging from its appearance, it looks quite old.

It's hard to believe that housing prices weren't so outrageous back then.

Two large, brown-lacquered solid wood doors are wide open.

Qiao Yu followed the nanny into the villa.

The living room features a magnificent crystal chandelier, an intricately patterned carpet with an excellent feel underfoot, furniture of unknown brand but exuding an air of high value, and two rows of off-white sofas placed in the center of the room.

All of this was telling Qiao Yu.

The living room alone is probably worth as much as Qiao Jingjing's 80-square-meter apartment.

No, what exactly is Xia Qing's background?

Last time, after eating and touching each other, I felt inexplicably uneasy.

Two beautiful women, one older and one younger, were sitting in the living room.

.......

Huang Chengzi, a 90s-born female student; beats up a chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) teenager.

The older one is the mature and sophisticated Xia Qing.

The younger one is a pretty schoolgirl, probably in her third year of junior high or high school, with short hair and a beautiful appearance.

The two women could easily be mistaken for sisters, as they do share some resemblance.

But they seem to be of different ages.

Xia Qing sat on the sofa, flipping through a document on her lap.

The female student leaned lazily against the sofa.

She was watching TV, her expression indifferent, utterly bored.

"Qiao Yu, you're here." Xia Qing smiled.

There seemed to be a bit more formality because of the presence of other people.

But the tender affection in his eyes and brows was very obvious.

"Sister Qing, I've never done tutoring before," Qiao Yu said with a wry smile.

Xia Qing said softly, "It's okay, there has to be a first time."

Her voice was gentle, yet undeniably firm.

"Orange, stop watching TV and go back to your room to do your homework."

Xia Qing looked at the student girl beside her.

Qiao Yu smiled and said, "Hello, my name is Qiao Yu. I will be your tutor this summer. Please take good care of me."

The female student glanced at Qiao Yu and rolled her eyes.

"Neuropathy."

This is awkward.

Qiao Yu thought to himself, "Luckily I didn't shake hands, otherwise it would have been even more awkward."

Xia Qing laughed and said, "Qiao Yu, she's not the one you're tutoring. Chengzi, go and call Xu Liang downstairs."

The schoolgirl stood up straight.

She yelled into the phone, "Li Xuliang, your tutor is here, get down here right now!"

About five minutes.

A boy of about seventeen or eighteen years old walked down the stairs.

He was wearing casual shorts, a loose t-shirt, and flip-flops, and had the kind of handsome looks that you'd call a "handsome guy."

Just like Qiao Yu before.

There's no comparison now. With his improved energy and spirit, Qiao Yu is now a campus heartthrob.

The boy had hair that was neither long nor short, and there was a hint of arrogance in his eyes.

He looks like a troublemaker.

Xia Qing said, "Xu Liang, from now on he will be your tutor, Qiao Yu."

Li Xuliang glanced at Qiao Yu sideways, clearly disliking him, and said irritably, "Where are you from?"

The female student added, "I'm asking which school you graduated from."

"Nanwu, I'm interning this year and haven't graduated yet."

Qiao Yu thought to himself, this salary is definitely not easy to earn.

The student being tutored appears to be a troubled teenager.

They're not easy to get along with.

If it weren't for Sister Qing, I wouldn't have taken this stupid job.

Li Xuliang complained, "Auntie, the tutor you hired for me last time was from Fudan University, and it was useless. Hiring a student from Nanwu is worse than not hiring a tutor at all."

As he spoke, he muttered under his breath, "It's summer vacation, and there's not even enough time to play. I have to hire a tutor."

Xia Qing smiled and said, "You have a problem with that?"

Li Xuliang immediately fell silent.

After thinking it over, he still felt unwilling to give up, so he mustered his courage:

“He’s a college student, what can he teach me? I’m not a junior high school student. I need to test him.”

Xia Qing frowned slightly, turned to look at Qiao Yu, and asked for his opinion.

Qiao Yu, expressionless, was just about to refuse this idiotic task. 257

Li Xuliang's eyes darted around, and he suddenly glared at Qiao Yu, "Since we're already here, let's get tested. You wait here."

After saying that, he turned around and ran back upstairs.

Without a doubt, he wanted to see this guy make a fool of himself.

He keenly sensed that his aunt valued this guy.

Soon.

Li Xuliang slammed a mock exam paper on the coffee table and said viciously:

"If you can get more than 120 points in 45 minutes, I will agree to let you be my tutor."