Qin Xin finally snapped out of the music: "Hmm?"
Huh, no way, was this man not asking "Who are you?" but rather "You’re back"?
She touched the dark green birthmark on her forehead.
So... this man is actually Lan Qingxin’s Master Tuantuan?!
Qin Xin opened her mouth, utterly surprised.
So Master Tuantuan isn’t a grey-haired, kindly old grandpa, but such a handso and ethereal young man?
Although the man was behind a gauze curtain, wearing a mask, and his face wasn’t clear, he could play such an ethereal and beautiful celestial tune, and his voice was pleasant. His face probably wouldn’t be too unattractive, right?
The man sat cross-legged, making it hard to judge his height.
However, based on her experience with Mr. Nalan, deducing from the upper body dinsions and the arm length, this man definitely had a pair of long legs.
Standing up, he should be over 1.9 ters!
Qin Xin stood dumbfounded outside Master Tuantuan’s window for a full minute.
The man spoke again: "Since you’re back, don’t neglect your studies. Your lessons will continue according to the previous schedule."
The clear male voice sounded sowhat familiar, yet a bit stern and unfamiliar.
Qin Xin snapped out of her thoughts: "What? More lessons? I’m on winter break!"
Having to do howork during winter break is just inhumane.
Besides, in the New Year package, Master Tuantuan’s calligraphy was so warm, telling her not to overwork herself and to take it easy.
Why is he so strict when they et, boo hoo hoo.
Indeed, all elders in the world say one thing but do another.
The man’s tone was calm: "The lessons are beneficial to your health. You’ve neglected them at school these past days; picking them up may be difficult."
Qin Xin: "..."
What kind of lessons are they anyway?
If I have to morize a hundred ancient poems from elentary school, I truly can’t.
Seeing Qin Xin standing there motionless in a daze.
The man slightly frowned, raising his hand gently.
Imdiately, a red silk ribbon slipped out from under his sleeve.
The red silk, carrying a surge of force, passed through the gauze curtain, heading straight for Qin Xin’s face!
"Wow, testing ?" Although Qin Xin was frozen in front of the window, her reaction was super quick.
With a slight tilt of her pretty face, the red silk brushed past her cheek without scratching her at all.
But then, a strange thing happened: the red silk turned around and attacked her again.
Qin Xin had to be on full alert to deal with this little thing.
This early in the morning, she had just woken up, and now she had to start doing morning exercises?
Master Tuantuan really is an uncompromising and stern teacher.
Qin Xin’s moves grew increasingly agile, but the red silk seed to keep pace with her, becoming more difficult to deal with.
She spent a full half-hour before finally catching the little creature!
Whew—
It’s as hard as dealing with a national-level martial arts champion.
The red silk seed to have so sort of intelligent remote control.
Just as Qin Xin was about to take a closer look to see if there was so sort of mini-robot device hidden inside making it so agile.
The red silk was suddenly withdrawn by Master Tuantuan with a "swoosh".
"It seems your skills have improved." The man nodded with satisfaction.
Qin Xin silently curled her lips: As if. If it were according to Lan Qingxin’s original poisoned physique, she would have been knocked down by your red silk in two moves.
If she hadn’t held back her strength earlier, how could it have taken half an hour?
Even if the red silk was tougher than a national-level martial arts champion, even if the red silk had a smart robot remote control, if she used her Qin Xin identity to act, it would have been a matter of half a minute.
How could it take half an hour?
It’s all to look after your disciple Lan Qingxin’s level.
If Lan Qingxin suddenly beca too capable, what if you beca suspicious?
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