Over the past semester, under Yi Cheng's tutoring, Lin Simu's grades have indeed improved rapidly.

She was not stupid at first, and with a magic called love, after her math scores rose, Lin Simu slowly jumped from the second half of the class to the first half.

So although the teachers knew about the matter between her and Yi Cheng, they turned a blind eye.

After all, only academic masters are qualified to fall in love.

When Lin Simu reported his grades, his second uncle and his second uncle stopped talking.

After lunch, Yi Cheng followed Lin Simu to her room for a while.

While they were alone, Yi Cheng asked her, “Why do you want to study medicine?”

"I" Lin Simu bit her lower lip and hesitated.

"I'm afraid that I'm easily injured when playing basketball, right?" Yi Cheng continued to ask.

Lin Simu blushed and nodded silently.

"What a fool." Yi Cheng held her face with distress.

Lin Simu remembered that this was his home, so he quickly took a step back to avoid it.

"It's very hard to study medicine." Yi Cheng said pitifully.

"But the doctor is very good. He can save lives and heal the wounded and accumulate good virtues."

"Okay, the key is that you like it yourself."

"I I like it."

If it is in Japanese, this sentence is like a confession.

Yi Cheng smiled with satisfaction.

After Yi Cheng paid New Year's greetings, he returned home and found a group of people sitting in the house.

There are about seven or eight, all of them like college students.

He only knew two of the students, who had painted the original paintings of his Cailang before.

When I saw these familiar faces, Yi Cheng felt a little shocked.

Yi Cheng immediately went to confirm his family's situation.

Fortunately, Lao Xu and Lao Yi have nothing to do.

Not only is it okay, Lao Yi is also making tea and chatting with these college students.

If Yi Cheng hadn't come back, the home would have been in a happy mood.

Lao Yi talks a lot. After all, he has been in the Municipal Party Committee Office before. He is accustomed to his leaders, subordinates, and farmers, and he is used to going to the countryside.

As there are too many people in contact, you will know what to say to.

Speaking of which, he has truly implemented the saying "Returning to the people" very thoroughly.

So if Yi Cheng didn't go home, it would be no problem for Lao Yi to chat with these college students alone for a day or two.

Seeing Yi Cheng go home, two of them immediately stood up.

"You are Yicheng, aren't you?"

The person who talks is a big man of 180 and has a strong physique.

You can tell at a glance that it is here to support the scene.

But Yi Cheng is now 178. After about half a year of baseball training, he has developed muscles.

The most important thing is that Yi Cheng has a big heart.

Therefore, even when faced with such a crowded scene, he was not afraid at all.

Yi Cheng said, "My mom and dad, please avoid it first, others come to me."

It was only then that Lao Yi realized the problem.

Looking at everyone's expressions, then looking at Yi Cheng's expressions, the atmosphere was a little frozen.

After all, Lao Yi is an old man. After two seconds, he realized, "Everyone is having dinner at home tonight. Your mother and I will go buy some vegetables first."

After he finished speaking, he pulled Lao Xu out.

Seeing the two people leaving, Yi Cheng and the college students breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, you came for the cost of the original painting, right?" Yi Cheng moved a chair and sat in front of them.

It looked like a lonely soldier, and the students of the Academy of Fine Arts sat on the sofa in front of him in a semicircle.

The big man was slightly stunned, but he didn't expect Yi Cheng to be so happy.

"Since that's the case, we don't have to go around."

The big man speaks very eccentricly.

Yi Cheng thought, after all, she is still too young.

After entering the door just now, I found that the two olds were unscathed. Lao Yi still chatted with them in a daze. Yi Cheng could probably judge

This group of students is not bad-minded and should be able to reason.

"We know you made a lot of money from the original paintings of Jiang Xue and Li Meng. You're called Cailang?" The big man rolled up his sleeves and tried to make himself look more imposing. "We are not looking for trouble, but we just think we should protect the legitimate rights. The money you earn and the cards you sell are no matter how hard it is to say that the efforts of my two juniors."

Yi Cheng immediately understood that these people came here to ask for money.

Actually, it's the same

Zheng Weiwei thought Yi Cheng had not used her original paintings, but she made a lot of money. She was so angry that she urged the juniors who painted the original paintings for Yi Cheng to come to protect her rights.

"You bought other people's professional achievements for the paintings Jiang Xue and Li Meng painted for you at only 200 yuan per picture," the big man acted as the spokesperson. "Doesn't your conscience hurt if you deceive students?"

Yi Cheng felt a little funny in his heart. Am I not a student?

"Actually, we had an agreement at that time, and Jiang Xue and Li Meng also agreed." Yi Cheng responded, "Isn't it?"

Jiang Xue and Li Meng lowered their heads and did not speak.

It was indeed the price they negotiated with Yi Cheng, which was agreed by both parties.

"Have you explained the purpose clearly?" the big man continued to ask.

"Of course, not only did I explain the purpose clearly, I also said that I wanted to make a deck of card board games. Sister Jiang Xue and Brother Li Meng could also hear this clearly.

I remember that Sister Jiang Xue said at that time, "Wow, it looks so interesting."

Everyone looked at Jiang Xue and Li Meng.

The two people's faces froze.

Jiang Xue and Li Meng were called by Yi Cheng's brother and sister, and now it was like a group of adults bullying a child.

After all, these two college students are honest people and are not as old as Zheng Weiwei, so although they are a little embarrassed, they still admit it.

"This and that"

The big man was speechless for a moment.

After a while, he realized, "But what is verbal promises? Why don't you sign a contract? Written agreements have legal effects. Doing this is equivalent to cheating on our labor."

Yi Cheng sneered twice, "I was poor and idle at that time, how much could I afford to pay for you?"

And afterwards, I found out that I got rich, which is called a fraud?

"Brothers and sisters," Yi Cheng said with a sincere look, "I am only 17 years old this year and I have no ability to sign a commercial contract with legal benefits."

""Everyone was stunned.

"However, I think verbal promises also represent personal credibility." Yi Cheng continued, "I agreed on the price of the original painting with Sister Jiang Xue and Brother Li Meng, and I informed me of the purpose, and I also paid the money, at least without arrears or deception.

This is my personal goodwill.

At least I can do it just by saying it.”

After he said this, Jiang Xue and Li Meng lowered their heads in shame.

"Let's do this." Yi Cheng continued, "Although I personally cannot sign a commercial contract with legal benefits, my company can do it. I hope to sign another sign with Sister Jiang Xue and Brother Li Meng in the company.

This time I will sign with you again at the price of the original painting at the market price of 5 per picture."

5, 8 original paintings cost 40,000 yuan.

Everyone looked at each other, as if they didn't expect Yi Cheng to be so happy.

And to be honest, Jiang Xue and Li Meng's painting skills are really not that good. Those original paintings are really impossible to be adopted according to the game company's judgment standards, let alone get the price of 5 per picture.

Yi Cheng's eyes swept the group of people one by one, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
Chapter completed!