Chapter 128 Confirmation

"Chuxi?!" When Mr. Song heard Gu Linji's name of "Chuxi", his look changed for a moment. Gu Linji asked, "Song Zong, what's wrong?" Teacher Song has been keeping a close eye on Chu Xi for a long time. Perhaps he did not see the familiar shadow. He smiled apologetically and said, "Sorry, Miss Chu, I once had a student, also called Chu Xi." ChuXi smell speech, bowed his head, dare not to see song teacher's eyes, she was afraid of being knocked out of the clue. Miss Song's former student named Chuxi is her. ChuXi really want to tell the song teacher this matter, but she can't guarantee that song teacher will believe, but even to say, also can't say in front of so many people, "Really? What a coincidence." Gu Linji said faintly, and Mr. Song's eyes were removed from Chuxi's face. Then, he sighed regretfully: "It's just a pity that the child, I saw when I was a child, was buried in a fire six months ago because of an accident." This … ChuXi heard this sentence, the heart is extremely sour. Gu Linji seemed to have noticed Chuxi's abnormality, but he just glanced at her inadvertently and said nothing. Holding Chuxi in his hand and holding it hard seemed to give Chuxi courage. Chu Xi suppressed his tears, opened his eyes, hung up his trademark smile, and looked up at Gu Linjin and Teacher Song: "Sorry, I was a little rude just now, and I feel sorry for the girl with the same name and surname." Teacher Song looked at Chuxi with some approval in her eyes: "Indeed, her father and I were old friends who played together since childhood, but now, their family is gone." When Mr. Song said this, it was a pity between his words. He could hear that he was very hard to let go of the death of the three members of the Chu family. Everyone fell into silence. Teacher Song slowed down for a long time before smiling: "Sorry, I have said so much to you. I really saw this little girl today, which reminded me of it." After Mr. Song finished speaking, he looked at Chuxi and smiled: "Little girl, can you play golf?" "A little!" "Come on! Let's have a fight." Chu Xi may never dare to imagine that she can still play with her former teacher after being reborn. As usual, she clenched the golf club, stared at the golf ball, accumulated strength in her hand, and was about to swing out of the club. Teacher Song grabbed her hand. "Who taught you golf?" Chu Xi was startled by Teacher Song's behavior, not only her, but all the people present were startled by Teacher Song's behavior. They have never seen Mr. Song so excited to know something. Teacher Song looked at Chuxi's eyes, which were full of urgency to know the answer. Chu Xi wait for a while looked at Miss Song, and there was a heart in her heart that wanted Miss Song to recognize her at a glance. However, this kind of psychology was just a fluke. In this world, although there are very few people holding clubs like her, it is not without them. Chuxi can only say: "My father used to have a friend who asked his old friend to be my teacher to teach me golf. When the teacher taught me, he always told me that his right hand was on the top and his left hand was on the bottom, but I always had to refute it." As Chuxi spoke, his thoughts returned to the past. When she first learned golf, she was only eighteen years old, but it was eighteen years old that she had already taken care of the company's business with her father and became a special assistant through her own efforts. When Chuxi got the golf ball for the first time, she watched Miss Song explain the posture of holding the golf club and demonstrate it to her. "Heather, watch. If you take the club, your right hand is on the top and your left hand is on the bottom. In this way, buckle in." Chu Xi learned from Mr. Song's movements, but he felt uncomfortable. He asked, "Mr. Song, I always feel uncomfortable. Everything is strange." Teacher Song put down his cue and watched Chuxi's movements. Looking left and right, he felt that there was no problem: "Maybe you are not used to it, and you won't feel uncomfortable when you get used to it." Chu Xi did not believe in evil and wanted to follow her own preferences. She went to look for comfortable movements and finally found them. Just exchange positions with her right hand and left hand. She would not feel a little awkward. "Mr. Song, I won't have that awkward feeling like this." "Heather, you usually play with your right hand on the top and your left hand on the bottom. Why do you have your left hand on the top?" "Teacher, you said it was average. What if I was a special case?" Teacher Song was speechless by her words and stunned for a long time before saying, "You are not left-handed." "Who said that left-handed people can do this? I just feel so comfortable." Teacher Song had no choice but to repeatedly reply, "Good, good, it's up to you. Come on, now I'll teach you how to use the club." Thinking back, song teacher looked at Chuxi's eyes more and more wrong, he was very confused, there is a very shocking speculation appeared in his mind, he opened his mouth, want to say the guess, but even he admitted his mistake, then embarrassed. But how could this happen? In those days, Chuxi was already dead. The fire devoured everything. Not only did Chuxi die, but he also took the life of an unborn child. "You..." Chu Xi is still so smiling, that smile, somewhat similar to the former Chu Xi. Although the faces are completely different, the trademark smiles are very polite, and there is alienation in courtesy, and there is confidence in alienation. Teacher Song looked at Chu Xi and was out of his mind at that time: "You... are you?" Chuxi nodded slightly and said with a smile, "I am Chuxi." Teacher Song seemed to be shocked. He loosened Chuxi's hand and stepped back two steps unsteadily. If it weren't for a man and a woman standing behind him and catching him in time, I'm afraid Teacher Song would fall to the ground. "Chuxi..." Chuxi smiled and nodded: "Well, I'm Chuxi." Gu Linjin looked at the interaction between Teacher Song and Chu Xi and felt strange. His previous guess seems to have been confirmed today. Gu Linjin stared at Chuxi unblinkingly, and his eyes were full of inquiry. He wanted to know, in front of Chuxi, is it the Chuxi? Mr. Song stood firm and did not let the two assistants behind him hold him. Then, he looked at Gu Linji and asked, "Mr Grayson, tell me about your favorite price." Chu Xi didn't know where Gu Linjin took a bag out. He took out a document from the bag and handed it to Teacher Song: "It's all on it."