When Yun Qing entered the dining hall, she found that the first floor was already full of people, and she could see people coming and going and walking inside.

She went directly to the box on the second floor according to the address Lin Moyu sent her last night.

The vegetarian restaurant is on the second floor.

The second floor is full of private rooms, and the overall atmosphere is much quieter than that of the first floor. Relatively speaking, there are also fewer people in the corridors.

"Miss, do you have an appointment?"

A waiter walked up to Yun Qing and asked politely.

Yun Qing nodded, "Yes, box 203."

The door of box 203 was open, and since box 203 was relatively close to the lobby, one could clearly hear the sounds in the corridor.

Lin Moyu, who was sitting at the table, stood up immediately after hearing the sound, staring at the door with burning eyes.

Lin Moyu clasped her hands tightly together and looked at the door of the box with anticipation.

Yesterday, she plucked up the courage to call Xinqing and invited her to dinner here.

Unexpectedly, Xinqing actually came!

Lin Moyu heard the footsteps getting closer and closer, and her heart was pounding nervously.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

In Lin Moyu's sight, a person slowly emerged from the door.

This person is tall and slim, wearing casual clothes. He looks extremely lazy overall, but very elegant.

But this person is not Xinqing at all, but Yunqing!

Lin Moyu never expected that the person she had been waiting for for such a long time, Xin Qing, turned out to be her!

Lin Moyu suddenly widened her eyes, looked at Yun Qing in disbelief, and said, "Yun Qing, what are you doing here?"

Yun Qing raised her eyebrows slightly, walked in slowly, pulled out a chair casually and sat on it.

She raised her eyes to look at Lin Moyu and asked in a cold tone: "Didn't you invite me to dinner here?"

Lin Moyu stretched her neck to look outside the box. After confirming that Xinqing had not arrived at this time, she looked at Yunqing with vigilance, "Who told you that I was going to invite Xinqing today? You should leave here immediately and don't even think about ruining my decision to take Xinqing as my master!"

In Lin Moyu's opinion, Yun Qing must have found out that she had invited Xin Qing to have dinner here in order to prevent her from becoming his disciple! Yun Qing leaned lazily against the back of the chair. It seemed that since she kicked Lin Moyu into the lake, Lin Moyu no longer intended to pretend to be good with her.

She ignored Lin Moyu's words, but slowly took out her cell phone, flipped to a number and dialed it.

After a while, Lin Moyu's cell phone rang.

She took out her cell phone and saw that it was Xinqing calling. She raised her eyebrows in surprise.

What a coincidence? Yunqing had just arrived when Xinqing called her.

She quickly answered the phone, "Senior Xinqing, are you here?"

Yun Qing put the phone to her ear, glanced at her lightly, and said calmly, "We're here."

Yun Qing deliberately changed his voice so that it sounded exactly the same as the voice that Lin Moyu had used to call Xin Qing before.

Lin Moyu was startled after hearing the voice, and suddenly looked up at Yun Qing.

This...how is it possible?

Why is Yunqing's voice exactly the same as Xinqing's? "How...how did you get Xinqing's phone?"

Many thoughts flashed through Lin Moyu's mind, and every possibility was one she was unwilling to admit.

Finally, she only asked the question in a pale tone.

Yun Qing raised her arm, slowly slid the slender cell phone across the screen, and hung up the call.

She said with a half-smile, "How come I have Xinqing's phone? Isn't it obvious? I am Xinqing."

Lin Moyu staggered back two steps. She felt a buzzing in her ears. Yun Qing's words seemed far away in the sky, as if she was just an auditory hallucination.

Yun Qing looked at Lin Moyu who was shaking her head repeatedly with an expression of disbelief, and she just chuckled.

Hearing Yun Qing's laughter, Lin Moyu immediately realized something and said in a tone of collapse: "Impossible! You can't be Xin Qing at all. Xin Qing is already very old, not even your current age!"

Yun Qing put away her phone, too lazy to argue with Lin Moyu about whether she was Xin Qing or not, she slowly stood up and said: "I came here just to tell you that I have no intention of accepting a disciple. Even if I really blindly accept you as my disciple, I will definitely not treat you like Meng Shunai. Meng Shunai treats you well, cherish it!"

After saying this, Yun Qing turned around and left the box without even looking at the expression on Lin Moyu's face.

Although Lin Moyu was still unwilling to admit that Yun Qing was Xin Qing, she had to admit it today when Yun Qing appeared in the box she booked.

The heart is blue, and the whole heart is blue, which is exactly Yunqing’s feeling.

Yun Qing had previously appeared in the Shengyi Art Museum's live creation competition and won a prize, which fully confirmed Yun Qing's identity.

Lin Moyu smiled bitterly. What chance did she have now? In order to become Xinqing's disciple, she had already hurt Teacher Meng's heart.

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A week later, Imperial Capital High School held the first simulation test for the college entrance examination.

Didu High School attaches great importance to this exam, and the examination process is arranged completely in accordance with the requirements of the college entrance examination.

The examination room for each candidate is random. One day before the mock exam, everyone has received their examination room number and exam number.

Yunqing was in examination room 7 and her examination number was 11213. The day before the mock exam, each class had relaxed the teaching schedule to allow students to review freely.

Yunqing had already anticipated that she would have to study on her own the day before the exam, so she simply put a half-finished pillow in her schoolbag.

Si Qingshen had told her before that his sleep quality was not very good. In addition to the sachet, she also wanted to make a pillow for Si Qingshen.

The pillow is the object closest to the head and is more likely to play a therapeutic role.

On this day, everyone in Class 21 was reviewing seriously. Although the overall learning atmosphere in Class 21 was not very good, almost every student believed that it is correct to sharpen your sword before the battle.

Yunqing's deskmate Lu Yanzhu has been studying since last night, and today he was so anxious that he was sweating profusely.

She was a little flustered and didn't know which book to read. While looking for the textbook, she inadvertently saw Yun Qing holding a pillow and doing something unknown.

Lu Yanzhu paused, then tilted her head to look at Yunqing with a puzzled look on her face, "Yunqing, the exam is tomorrow, what are you doing now?"

Yun Qing didn't even look at her. She picked up a needle and said calmly, "You are all sharpening your guns, so I am sharpening my gun too!"

Lu Yanzhu looked at the thin needle in Yun Qing's hand, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

This was the first time she met a student who still brought needles to school.

She took a deep breath and advised earnestly: "What use is there in sharpening this gun of yours?"