Author: Nongxue Tianzi

Professor Sun was really sincere and did not tell the difference for his son. However, several old professors in the school looked in disbelief when they mentioned Shuimu, Professor Sun's son, and knew what he had done.

To stare out.

"How is that possible? That child... is quite well-behaved."

"Sun Cheng is the child we have watched grow up. He is a bit naughty, but he has always been very measured in doing things and knows how to take care of others. How, how did he -"

These old professors obviously don't know about Sun Cheng's great achievements.

As a biological father, Professor Sun seemed to understand his son better, and shook his head: "That boy was spoiled by his grandfather, grandmother, grandpa, and grandma. He can act on the surface, but in fact he is full of evil. I used to only think that

He has some bad habits, but on the surface he is still passable, so I hope he can pretend to be a good person for the rest of his life until I close my eyes and not cause any big trouble. Look at it now, eh."

Mu Qingyun also sighed.

His wife, Wang Min, was not so emotional. She just silently took out her checkbook and signed for 20 million yuan in compensation. She looked a little helpless: "He is a bastard, but he is my son. I was young and gave birth to him before."

The child also thinks that I am just a child and I don’t care about him. I am also responsible for his stupid disease now.”

Therefore, she could only bear the consequences.

Mu Qingyun glanced at the check, blinked, and actually did not object to writing a letter of understanding, although she felt that it would be better for Professor Sun and Ms. Wang if Sun Cheng received a lesson in a down-to-earth manner.

The trouble he caused this time is not too bad. The Sun family should be able to bear it, and Wang Min can afford to pay for it. As for leaving a bad record, you can tell from the university he attended that Sun Cheng will study abroad in the future, even if

When he returns to China, his mother will arrange a job for him. Whether or not he leaves a bad record will not have a particularly big impact on him.

But the parents didn't want their son to suffer hardship, so Mu Qingyun naturally didn't have to give them any advice.

I was just about to turn over paper and pen to write a letter of understanding. The inspection department’s basic requirement for the letter of understanding is that it be written by hand. It is said that they don’t recognize computer-typed ones.

Just as Mu Qingyun was about to start writing, he heard a bang at the door of the coffee shop, and all the guests and waiters were startled.

The waiter walked over quickly: "Miss, are you okay?"

Mu Qingyun turned his head and saw the dark hair and the whirlpool on the top of his head. When the other person looked up, he couldn't help but blinked and was not surprised.

Xing Jingjing cried until she had runny nose and tears, and kept moaning, "It's my fault. It's me who broke your suitcase. It's me. Don't blame my brother. I will pay for it. I can't pay for it in this life."

Come on, I’ll pay you back if I work like a cow or a horse in my next life. Wuwuwuwu.”

Mu Qingyun: "..."

No, this pole will be passed on to the next life. What this little girl thinks is really beautiful.

The owner of the coffee shop and the service staff were suddenly two big. Mu Qingyun’s old classmate and two professors hurried over. Apparently a student had tipped off the news, or the teacher was experienced and agile. He even deceived and persuaded Professor Sun.

The couple and Xing Jingjing were both beaten away.

"call."

The class teacher knocked on the table with a serious expression, "Ah Qing, don't meet these people alone in the future. Next time they come, you can pay them to me and don't talk nonsense with these people."

Mu Qingyun is the school's treasure. It is not easy to cultivate talents like their history department. For someone like Mu Qingyun, within two months of entering the school, the professors' eyes started to light up when they looked at her.

Now the signs of various secret wars have emerged.

Although everyone knows that Mu Qingyun wants to enter Mu Chuncheng's class, even if he joins Mu Chuncheng's class, he still needs a tutor, especially if he takes the postgraduate entrance examination in the future, he will definitely be accepted by a certain professor.

Now Mu Qingyun has not chosen a mentor, so everyone has hope. All the professors treat her like a treasure. Now that someone is bullying their favorite disciple, who can feel at ease?

"Ah Qing, now is the time for you to study hard. Don't let those chores affect you."

Mu Qingyun nodded honestly and ignored him.

As winter arrived, the wind in the imperial capital carried the spicy smell of burning knives. Mu Qingyun carried a new suitcase into the lounge. Two senior sisters were nervously applying stage makeup on their faces. They turned around and saw her

The suitcase, he said quickly: "It will be over later, put the suitcase in the safe first."

For this new costume, the school specially prepared a safe.

"Ah Qing, you are so calm. If it were me being stared at in such a weird way, I wouldn't be able to bear it for a whole day and I would definitely go crazy."

Mu Qingyun laughed.

In the past few days, the little classmate Xing Jingjing has always appeared around her. Obviously, this girl has gained some education. She no longer rushes up and talks nonsense, but just keeps staring at her with resentful eyes, staring at her in the library and in the classroom.

, stared at the playground, and also stared at the auditorium.

When Professor Wang saw her in such a posture, he couldn't help but come over and gently persuade her.

Xing Jingjing's appearance is not particularly good, but her clothes are very exquisite, which makes her look delicate and beautiful. However, she should be considered more suitable for the entertainment industry. She has a very innocent and simple appearance.

If there is a need for this kind of role in the entertainment industry, Xing Jingjing is indeed an excellent choice. She doesn't even need to have acting skills. She is very convincing when she is there.

On the day of the New Year Gala, the bright lights on the stage, the sound and light special effects and the excitement of the program were completely better than an ordinary professional stage.

The audience was also nervous and orderly. The senior who dragged her suitcase over to help Mu Qingyun put on the costume glanced at Xing Jingjing, who was standing in the background, looking lost, and felt very uncomfortable all over.

"Oh my god, wouldn't it be creepy if she kept looking at you like this? How will she be on stage in a while?"

Mu Qingyun suddenly laughed.

It's just a little girl staring at her. If she can't stand it, then she must have been living in dire straits every day when she was working on the script.

The host who announced the curtain on the stage had a low and sweet voice - "Now, I would like to invite Mu Qingyun to bring us the Peking Opera "Zhao Ming"."

Mu Qingyun looked solemn, and as the accompaniment sounded, he shook his sword and jumped up.

The audience present saw Mu Qingyun wearing a cloak made of peacock feathers on the curtains and under the light, as light as an elf in the wind. His long sword was unsheathed in mid-air, and he circled down step by step to the beat of the drums.

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For a moment, the entire audience felt their hearts beating wildly to the beat of the drums.
Chapter completed!