Liu Zhenying stared at Qu Xiaojue for a long time without getting any response, so he reached out and touched him: "Don't be angry, we really can't get married before the time comes."

"I'm not angry."

Maybe it was because he had been silent for a long time. He looked sideways and his voice was slightly hoarse: "I just feel sorry."

After using so many methods, I still didn't get the status I deserved.

This feeling of resentment lasted until Liu Zhenying was sent to work at the Embroidery Art Institute. It made her a little irritable for no reason, and she always felt uncomfortable if she didn't do something.

After instructing all the students who should be instructed, she opened her eyes and stood at the front of the classroom hesitating for a long time. Suddenly she was woken up by a student: "Teacher Zhi Qin?"

"Ah?" She reacted: "What's wrong?"

"get out of class is over. I'll help you move the embroidery booth and take you out."

A class lasts two hours. Liu Zhenying comes to give one class a week. The time does not need to be fixed. You just need to say hello in advance. This is all written in the contract signed with the Embroidery Art Research Institute.

The three or four girls in front of her are the direct students that Liu Zhenying needs to take care of this year. They have formed a habit of helping her pack her things after each class and then personally escorting her out of the gate of the institute.

Liu Zhenying nodded and let them walk out surrounded by him.

But unlike the previous chats, this time they looked at her face and no one dared to speak. When they were about to arrive at the door, everyone started to touch me and I touched you. Finally, the brave girl spoke.

Asked: "Teacher Zhi Qin, are you worried about something today? We see that you are a little absent-minded."

"Yes." Liu Zhenying responded, then suddenly thought of something and stopped: "By the way, I want to ask you a question?"

"You said."

"I want to give someone a photo now, but that photo doesn't actually exist, but I want it to exist in the form of a photo. How should I put it..."

Liu Zhenying always felt that his description was not very accurate, but some of the girls understood and their eyes lit up: "Teacher Zhi Qin, are you talking about p-picture p-picture p-picture p-picture?"

"P picture?"

"yes."

Three or four girls surrounded Liu Zhenying and began to explain to her. Some of them took out their mobile phones to show Liu Zhenying their beauty photos, and some showed her how video bloggers

Transform a panda into a beautiful woman.

With such a vivid explanation, the first thing Liu Zhenying did when he got home was to call Zhang NetEase, his tone full of joy and excitement after discovering new things: "NetEase, help me get a marriage certificate."

Zhang Netyi was drinking water at this time. He choked when he heard this. He coughed for a long time before he found his voice: "Boss, what are you talking about...a marriage certificate?"

"kindness."

"Didn't you and the landlady go get the certificate today?"

"I didn't get it." Liu Zhenying told the truth, briefly explained what happened today, and spread his hands helplessly: "He is unhappy, so I thought of sending him a photo to coax him."

If you don't get a real marriage certificate, you will use a fake one to trick people.

Only Liu Zhenying could come up with such a fantastic idea.

However, a working man like Zhang NetEase would not interfere with the love between their husband and wife. He quickly began to find relevant personnel to negotiate, and asked by the way: "Boss, when do you want to set the wedding date?"
Chapter completed!