After a moment, he sneered, "Fifteen questions, eleven wrong. I roughly know your score."

He pointed to the phone again, "Your score of 2 kills and 13 deaths shows me your intelligence."

"Your IQ is fucking idiot."

Li Xuliang's soft spot was touched.

Like a cat with its fur standing on end, he has the complete temper of a young master.

Qiao Yu swung his hand and smashed the homework book onto his forehead.

The force was not light.

A crisp snap.

The guy was covering his forehead and grimacing.

His stomach was still aching slightly.

That kick left him with a deep psychological scar.

He was known at school as a crazy, ruthless brat who got into fights.

But at this moment, he couldn't muster the courage to challenge Qiao Yu to a one-on-one fight.

"You just need to be taught a lesson."

Qiao Yu scoffed, "Make a statement, can't you study properly?"

"If I say no, are you going to hit me?"

Li Xuliang probed.

"beat."

Qiao Yu's words were concise and to the point.

Li Xuliang thought for a moment, then decided to back down, saying, "I'm really not cut out for studying. If you want me to study hard, that's fine, but you have to promise me one thing."

Qiao Yu scoffed, "You still want to bargain with me? Tell me."

"Great hero, your skills are so amazing, have you ever practiced martial arts?"

"It is."

Li Xuliang's eyes immediately lit up, and he asked with curiosity and eagerness:

"Wing Chun or Tai Chi, Xingyi or Bajiquan, Southern or Northern style, are you good at fist techniques or leg techniques? Have you developed internal strength? Do you know the technique of inch punch?"

Qiao Yu was completely bewildered.

Li Xuliang's eyes were like a pair of big light bulbs, blinking as he stared at him.

He was somewhat different from the average rich kid.

Because I happened to have seen some things.

Therefore, they are extremely fascinated by the mysterious art of martial arts.

"You've read too many novels."

Qiao Yu really felt that this immature teenager was seriously ill.

Li Xuliang became anxious, "Isn't that right? You kicked me flying, an ordinary person doesn't have that kind of strength."

"Great hero, I'm a semi-expert in fighting. I can tell who has real skills and who's just all show and no substance as soon as we exchange blows."

Qiao Yu rolled his eyes. "I've learned a little bit of martial arts, but I wouldn't call myself a master. Of course, I could easily take on ten of you."

Li Xuliang struggled to get up from the ground and shouted:

"Master, please accept my bow."

Qiao Yu was quite shocked. "Let me make this clear first, I don't know the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms or the Tathagata Palm."

Li Xuliang scratched his head and chuckled:

"I can still distinguish between reality and fiction."

Although his aunt paid for the tutoring, Li Xuliang insisted on giving Qiao Yu a gift as a sign of respect.

In the end, Qiao Yu accepted a thousand yuan from the kid as an apprenticeship fee.

Pay on the spot using WeChat Pay.

According to Li Xuliang, he only gets 1,000 yuan a month in pocket money.

This surprised Qiao Yu quite a bit.

Judging from the size of this villa, he could deduce that this kid's family background was definitely not simple.

Qiao Yu believed that such a young master could have 10,000 yuan in pocket money every month.

Is one thousand yuan too meager?

“Master, everything I said is true.”

Li Xuliang swore an oath.

"Your sister's allowance, should we add a zero to the end?" Qiao Yu said.

Li Xuliang was dumbfounded. "Master was indeed a prophet."

Qiao Yu said with a sorrowful expression, "The old adage of raising boys frugally and girls lavishly is also true in my family."

The two men, both in the same boat, exchanged a glance.

A wave of sorrow washed over me.

I felt like crying my eyes out.

On his first day of tutoring, Qiao Yu didn't plan to immediately escalate the situation.

Instead, he took out a cigarette from his pocket.

He smoked one cigarette after another with Li Donglai, chatting and trying to get to the bottom of things.

The computer was playing last night's "I Am a Singer" variety show.

Through their conversation, Qiao Yu learned that the pretty student downstairs, who also had a rather bad temper, was named Huang Chengzi.

I also know why siblings have different surnames.

Li Xuliang said that he took his father's surname, while his sister took her mother's surname.

Xia Qing is their aunt.

However, judging from Li Xuliang's disdain and anger when talking about his father...

And the sadness and sorrow when talking about her mother.

Qiao Yu could see the whole picture from a single spot.

Li Xuliang's relationship with his father must have been very bad.

The mother, who didn't live with them, has probably passed away.

She may have remarried.

But that doesn't make sense. Judging from the room, the two siblings clearly live here regularly.

Even if the parents are divorced, the child should live with either the father or the mother.

There's no reason for someone to live with their aunt.

It seems Xia Qing is running back and forth, renting this house to live in the other place, and taking time to come back to this villa to take care of the children.

Qiao Yu suddenly felt like hugging Xia Qing's waist and shouting, "Sister, I don't want to work hard anymore!"

Coming to his senses, he became worried about Xiao Sangzhi once again.

The women around me are all troublesome.

In hindsight, only Sang Zhi was the true innocent and pure one.

The others are all great white sharks.

This is terrible, the pond is going to explode!

They were born but not raised; the two little ones had no father or mother's love, only occasional care from their aunt.

No wonder the brother and sister are both so aggressive.

The computer was playing footage of Qiao Jingjing singing a farewell song.

Li Xuliang actually started humming along.

"Online updates are too slow. Every time I want to listen to this song, I have to go online to watch the show," Li Xuliang complained.

Qiao Yu hummed in agreement, "The online resources should be updated in a few days."

He has already authorized the Music Billboard.

I reckon the copyright fee will arrive in my account in the next day or two.

This applies only to online copyright.

He still holds the other copyrights.

Li Xuliang stared at the screen, exclaiming in amazement and longing:

"Damn, Qiao Jingjing is so beautiful, her figure is amazing, I really want to sleep with her."

"Snapped!"

A crisp, loud sound rang out as a scalp was shaved off.

Li Xuliang held his head, feeling wronged and bewildered.

"Master, why did you hit me?"

"Does a master need a reason to beat his apprentice?"

at noon.

Huang Chengzi's shout came: "Li Xuliang, tutor, come down for dinner."

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