Mu Qingyun sighed quietly, and when he grabbed his hair in worry, a lot of it fell out.
The heroine has not yet appeared.
When he appears in front of the heroine, the hero is already a very outstanding, extremely outstanding person. Obviously Gao Xiaowei's current appearance is far from meeting the standards of a male protagonist.
After giving Jia Junhao a wink, Mu Qingyun took out his cell phone and went directly to their WeChat group, crackling down all the plots.
Tapping on the screen made her fingers hurt.
Qiao Qing and Lou Fang didn't take it seriously after watching it.
Lou Fang even sent out a lot of 'hahahaha'!
Mu Qingyun: "..."
She glanced over and saw that Teacher Zhang and the others were still outside the door. She told the class monitor to go to the bathroom, walked to the back of the stairs, and started a video conference.
Qiao Qing and Lou Fang occupied a huge desk alone, smiling at Mu Qingyun while working.
Both of them looked quite bland.
"What we got is clearly Tianhu's script, what should Ah Qing be afraid of!"
Qiao Qing raised his head and smiled, without stopping to correct his pile of documents, he casually proposed various plans: one, two, three, four, five...
This included searching Gao Xiaowei's home and stealing the incense.
Mu Qingyun: "..."
It's not that she thinks it's immoral. Anyway, people like Mr. Qiao have their own set of rules. The things that are agreed upon in society cannot be said not to be binding on him, but not very much.
It's that fragrance, which others probably can't see.
Mr. Qiao also mentioned some other auxiliary methods, such as using various measures to directly tell Gao Xiaowei that even if she didn't say anything that would harm others, the way the matter was accomplished would directly harm others.
Since this fragrance has survived to this day, it is obvious that its previous owner has not used it, at least not exhausted it, and he probably understands its origins.
Mu Qingyun was silent. Will the other party give up the idea and give up this desire?
she does not know.
Anyway, if it were her, she might be tempted at first, but as long as she was sure that the result would really bring such great harm, she would never be stubborn.
"I remember a fairy tale where a god came down to earth and dressed up as a beggar, and stayed in the homes of rich and poor people. The poor entertained them warmly, but the rich drove the god away."
"The God gave the poor man three wishes so that he could live a happy life. The rich man was jealous and chased after the God and gave him the same three wishes. The God agreed, but what was the result?"
This is a fairy tale. Of course, the rich will not end well. The more they make wishes, the worse they become. In the end, they waste these three wishes and lose their property.
Lou Fang smiled and said: "He is in the light and we are in the dark. Whatever he wants to do, Ah Qing will know in advance. In that case, why worry?"
"I have many ways to force him to make his wishes come true, all of which are harmless, but five chances are nothing."
"With Ah Qing, we are already in an invincible position."
Qiao Qing also smiled and said: "The reason why this fragrance works can be roughly described as 'chance and coincidence'. I have been accustomed to fighting against destiny since I was a child, and I have never lost in a hard fight, even if it finally comes to the point where I need to fight hard. I’ll just carry it.”
Mu Qingyun: "..."
Fine.
Anyway, after being comforted by Mr. Qiao and Teacher Xiao Fang in such a variety of ways, she felt that it was just the matter and there was no need to bother her too much.
Oddly enough, the thought of such a golden finger falling into someone else's hands makes my hair stand on end.
But if it were really in my own hands, I'd probably be a little happy.
"In fact, isn't it good to make some wishes that you can become smarter, healthier, and live longer?"
Mu Qingyun couldn't hold it back and thought for a long time about how she would use such a wishing incense.
Seeing as its method of making lies become truth is so limitless, it cannot be used indiscriminately. Perhaps it would be more appropriate to brag about something that is limited to oneself?
Mu Qingyun fantasized about being beautiful, having a smart brain, and being able to learn things quickly, and then suddenly realized that although she was not beautiful now, the more she used her brain, the smarter she became...
"Well."
At first, she still felt that "God rewards those who work hard" was more practical than "pie in the sky", but now she suddenly became "unconcerned".
After regaining consciousness, Mu Qingyun was urged by Qiao Qing to hang up the phone and let her go back to class.
"Aqing, don't let these things disrupt our rhythm."
Qiao Qing smiled and said, "We can do whatever we need to do, just treat these things as entertainment, it's no big deal."
Mu Qingyun nodded and suddenly felt comfortable. The plot, the heroine, Mu Aizhen, and Gao Xiaowei all became unimportant.
After returning to the classroom, Mu Qingyun reached for the recorder and put on the headphones. Just as he was about to listen to the drill precautions explained by Teacher Zhang, Jia Junhao picked up the note he had and handed it over.
"You still have to learn to be flexible."
Mu Qingyun glanced at it and concluded that it was concise and comprehensive. The only problem was that it was all written in German.
"..."
Is this called flexibility?
Mu Qingyun was silent for a moment, took the note and took it over, then took the dictionary pen given by Jia Junhao and tried to read it.
Wang Mengmeng glanced at Mu Qingyun, flashed her long eyelashes, looked around like a thief, her face turned red.
Unlike in junior high school, in high school, students are very sensitive to which boy is close to which girl, as if everyone suddenly has that string in their hearts.
Although Mr. Jia is a teacher now, he looks a few years older and still very handsome!
Wang Mengmeng glanced at the new teacher and took a closer look. In terms of appearance and temperament, Zhao Yang was inferior to him.
If Wang Mengmeng discussed with Mu Qingyun at this time, she would tell the little girl that if Zhao Yang lives for another thirty years and becomes famous, if he still looks like he does now, without baldness and belly, he may be able to compare with Jia Junhao.
Although she didn't know Jia Junhao's origins, she knew that what he did was extraordinary just because he could compensate Mr. Qiao 300 million in liquidated damages. He must also be a character with many experiences and stories.
Not long after, Teacher Zhang returned and handed out a disaster drill notice, asking them to take it home and sign it. Tomorrow was the day of the disaster drill for No. 13 Middle School, so they simply ended school early today.
Jia Junhao picked up the two people's schoolbags and said with a smile: "Let's go somewhere."
"not going home?"
Before going to school today, Mu Qingyun even tidied up the kitchen at home.
"Teacher Xiao Fang said he wanted to drive to the mountains. One of his aunts raised chickens that are very fat. They grew up eating only wolfberry leaves and insects. They also fed them a lot of good things, which are very nutritious."
Mu Qingyun quietly took out her cell phone. She definitely couldn't bring this thing to school. Mr. Qiao also specially prepared a calculator for her as a spare cell phone.
However, the investigation is not strict yet. The first year of high school is no better than the third year of high school. Students sneak in mobile phones and the like, and as long as they are not used in class, they are rarely discovered.
The owner posted a lot of photos on WeChat. In addition to five slaughtered and tender chickens, there were also a large handful of sausages, two black pig knuckles, and a heavy ham.
Various dishes began to appear in Mu Qingyun's mind.
Jia Junhao: "Suck it... let him eat it by himself. I will take you to do some activities."
The two people came out of the back door of the school and walked slowly towards the direction of Qiao's headquarters building.
Walking under the huge Qiao's billboard, Jia Junhao suddenly said: "What kind of clothes and shoes is the seventh person we saw coming out of school wearing?"
Mu Qingyun: "...is he an old man?"
Jia Junhao smiled: "How old are you?"
"Sixty or seventy?"
Mu Qingyun thought for a while.
Jia Junhao nodded: "The article is not on topic, and the full score is ten points. I can give you 0.5 points of comfort."
Okay, barely zero.
Although she didn't understand why she had to be questioned about such things.
Mu Qingyun thought as he followed Jia Junhao up the steps and walked not far to the east of the billboard.
This is a boxing gym, not a small one, with many students doing basic training inside.
"The boxing gym is President Xiao Fang's birthday gift in March. Did you see the two coaches on the stage who are wrapping bandages on the students? One is the double winner of last year's Sky Blue Yongsheng Cup and Memorial Cup, and the other is the youngest Four crown champions, these two are Mr. Fang’s birthday present in June.”
"And the Tomorrow Cafe next to it is his birthday present in September."
Jia Junhao sighed, "Our little Mr. Fang can celebrate his birthday anytime, at least seven or eight times a year."
Mu Qingyun stared for a long time and sighed: "No wonder his books obviously don't make much money, yet he generously donates royalties."
If she gets a lot of money on her birthday, she will be happy to help others every day.
