The King of Close Soldiers of the Beauty President

When Cai Ling came in, he first glanced at Ye Zhibing.

Ye Zhibing was looking at the door of the classroom, and when he saw Cai Ling, he smiled.

Cai Ling's heart skipped a beat, this Ye Zhibing knew how to smile at himself, he thought he was with that girl and forgot about him.

Glancing at the people in the classroom, Cai Ling regained the majesty of the teacher, showed professionalism, and taught everyone a lesson.

After class, Lan Qi pulled Ye Zhibing to leave: "Ye Zhibing, you are so obedient, let me treat you to a nice meal at noon."

Ye Zhibing didn't refuse either, and there was nothing wrong with eating a meal.

Just as the two were about to go out, Cai Ling who packed up his equipment suddenly called out behind them: "Ye Zhibing, please stay here, I have something to tell you."

Ye Zhibing turned his head and glanced at Cai Ling. Although he was a little puzzled, but if Teacher Cai wanted to tell him something, he still had to stay for a while.

So Ye Zhibing said to Lan Qi: "Go downstairs and wait for me first, I will come down to find you after I finish talking with Teacher Cai."

Lan Qi glanced at Ye Zhibing suspiciously, and then at Cai Ling. Today, Teacher Cai is wearing a white shirt, black skirt, and a pair of black high-heeled shoes, looking elegant and elegant.

What are they talking about?

Lan Qi was very curious, but seeing Ye Zhibing nodding towards her, she couldn't help but leave.

When Lan Qi turned her head back and forth and went downstairs, only Ye Zhibing and Cai Ling were left in the classroom.

Cai Ling coughed, then looked up at Ye Zhibing, "Ye Zhibing, actually, I kept you here to say thank you."

Ye Zhibing suddenly realized: "Is your father's retirement settled?"

Cai Ling smiled and nodded, "Yes, thanks to you, so I told my father about the matter, and he insisted on you visiting my house. Look, when is it convenient for you?"

Teacher Cai is so beautiful, it would be great to have dinner with Teacher Cai, Ye Zhibing thought for a while, and agreed: "Tomorrow Sunday, tomorrow night, I will visit you and your father."

Cai Ling showed a happy smile, "Then it's settled."

"Okay, it's a deal." Ye Zhibing smiled, "Then Teacher Cai, I'm leaving. See you tomorrow night."

Cai Ling nodded, knowing what Ye Zhibing was going to do, he said bitterly, "Then you go."

Ye Zhibing went downstairs to find Lan Qi, got into Lan Qi's BMW, and went to a restaurant for dinner together.

What he didn't know was that Cai Ling watched him get into the car from the corridor window, feeling as if a knife was piercing his heart.

After dinner, Lan Qi had a sudden thought, "Ye Zhibing, it's so boring to go back, I want to go to Longshan Temple to pay homage to the Bodhisattva, you can go with me."

As the saying goes, it's right to accompany Lan Qi to pay homage to the Bodhisattva after eating Lan Qi's food.

"Well, anyway, I have nothing to do this afternoon, so I will accompany you to worship the Bodhisattva."

Longshan Temple is an ancient temple on the Longshan Mountain in the northwest of the city. Due to the convenient transportation, many people come to worship Buddha during holidays.

When Ye Zhibing and Lan Qi drove here, the parking lot at the foot of the mountain was full of cars, and it took them a long time to find the car.

Lan Qi got out of the car and sighed: "Oh, it's too inconvenient to park here. When I see my dad, let him buy this place and build a few more parking lots."

Ye Zhibing accompanied him with a smile, he couldn't understand the world of the rich, he would buy this place to pray to Buddha, tsk tsk...

Lan Qi took Ye Zhibing's arm and went up the mountain together.

The mountain is not high, and it takes a while to reach the gate of the temple.

The two went in, and Lan Qi knelt down in front of the Buddha, closed her eyes, and muttered something, but the voice was too low, and Ye Zhibing couldn't hear what she said.

After a long time, Lan Qi opened her eyes, saw Ye Zhibing was still standing aside, and complained: "You worship too, it won't work if you pray to Buddha alone."

There is no harm in worshiping the Bodhisattva. If the Bodhisattva manifests his spirit at a critical moment, he will make money.

Thinking of this, Ye Zhibing knelt down, clasped his hands together, and bowed three times.

After the worship, Lan Qi took Ye Zhibing to wander around again, and saw a monk setting up a stall at the door of the Buddhist scriptures pavilion, with the words "Ten Yuan for Unlocking the Signature" written on it.

Lan Qi was very excited, and said to Ye Zhibing: "Come on, let's draw a lottery."

Ye Zhibing came here to play with Lan Qi, and Lan Qi could do whatever she liked, so she said, "That's fine."

Lan Qi came to the stall and asked the monk: "Master, can you draw lots here?"

The monk nodded and asked, "What lottery do you want to draw?"

Lan Qi blushed, then summoned up her courage and said, "Marriage lottery."

The monk smiled slightly, glanced at Ye Zhibing behind Lan Qi, and said to Lan Qi: "You draw a lottery from the inside, and I will solve it for you. However, you will be charged ten yuan for each lottery you solve."

"No problem." Before Lan Qi finished speaking, she reached into the box and touched it.

She touched it very seriously. She picked up a lot and didn't take out the box. She gave up and touched it again.

After changing seven or eight lots, Lan Qi solemnly took out one lot.

She looked at the signature first: "Zigui is crying blood in the middle of the night, if you don't believe Dongfeng will never call you back."

Lan Qi stared at the fourteen characters for a long time, and recognized all of them, but couldn't figure out what it meant.

"Ye Zhibing, take a look too." Lan Qi handed the lottery to Ye Zhibing.

Ye Zhibing took it and took a look. Isn't this the last two lines of a poem?Literally, it is the cuckoo crowing in the middle of the night, trying hard to call back the spring breeze.

However, these two sentences seem a bit heavy.

Ye Zhibing didn't say anything, and returned the lottery to Lan Qi, "Let's ask Master to untie the lottery, I don't quite understand it."

Lan Qi handed the lottery to the monk, "Master, please help me to see what is the meaning of this lottery."

The monk took the sign and did not speak.

Ye Zhibing understood the meaning of the monk in an instant. He would not open his mouth if he didn't see the money.

So Ye Zhibing touched his pocket, took out a ten-yuan bill and handed it to the monk.

The monk took the banknote with a smile, put it in the drawer of the table, and explained the signature to Lan Qi: "This is the winning lottery in the marriage lottery."

"What is winning the lottery?"

The monk introduced unhurriedly: "The lottery is divided into upper lottery, upper lottery, winning lottery, and lower lottery. This is the winning lottery."

Lan Qi continued to ask: "Oh, what does this sign mean? What does it imply?"

"From a literal point of view, this sign means that Du Juan's heart will not die, and Dongfeng will return someday. If you are looking for marriage, girl, then you need to work harder for Dongfeng to come."

Lan Qi was a little depressed, and touched for a long time, changing back and forth, and the result was such a winning lottery, if she touched it casually, it might be the top lottery.

After listening to the monk's explanation, after Lan Qi thanked her, she became a little silent, thinking about her own thoughts.