Chapter 32 School Starts
Lin Jun held up his half-drooped glasses, a faint smile on his lips: "The boss trusts you. Although I think Miss Yu Yang is a little young, I have watched your live broadcast and can barely be considered a half-fan."
He had learned before coming that every word and action of the Xuanmen people was related to cause and effect, and they would not lie, so he would not question Yu Qing's identity.
Yu Qing said calmly, "But I have one request. I want you to keep my identity highly confidential. Also, I don't plan to show my face, nor will I participate in any offline activities on the platform."
"That's no problem." Her request was not excessive, but rather beneficial to him, so Lin Jun agreed readily.
He is the only person on the Huhu Live Platform who has seen Yu Yang, and he has to keep it a secret.
In other words, he is the only person on the platform who can come into contact with Yu Yang.
But Yu Yang’s potential is definitely not just as a small anchor.
No worries.
Yu Qing took out a pen and signed the two words "dragon flying phoenix dancing" at the end.
The contract was made in triplicate. After Lin Jun signed his name, he handed over Yu Qing's copy.
Yu Qing and Huhu Platform each held a copy, and Lin Jun took another copy back to the company's legal department for filing.
“It’s a pleasure to work with you.”
Yu Qing also stood up and reached out to shake his hand. "It's a pleasure to work with you."
After signing the contract with Huhu platform, Yu Qing went home to take a shower and change clothes.
She spent the rest of the time in the clinic.
Four days later, Hecheng No. 1 Middle School will start school.
The sun is shining brightly today, reflecting the graceful posture of the winter cedar trees.
The morning mist was cold, and the pines and cypresses were covered with icy mist. In the misty air, students wearing the uniform of No. 1 Middle School came one after another.
In February, the air temperature gradually warmed up and was not as cold as before.
Yu Qing walked over leisurely, carrying soy milk buns, and the students around him all looked at him sideways.
She took a bite of the bun, which was stuffed with sauerkraut, nonchalantly.
“Qingqing—Shen Qing!”
"Wait for me, Shen——"
Ke Yangyang, who had a high ponytail and a baby face, trotted over and patted Yu Qing on the shoulder.
Seeing her turn around and look at him, Ke Yangyang said angrily: "Why didn't you pay attention to me when I called you?"
Yu Qing pointed at himself and asked, "Were you calling me just now?"
"What else?"
"Oh," Yu Qing lowered her eyelashes and sipped the soy milk, "My name is Yu Qing now."
"What?!"
"The Shen family actually kicked you out?" Ke Yangyang's voice was so loud that it attracted many people's attention.
Yu Qing extended an index finger and placed it on his lips. "Shh."
It wasn't the first time that so many people were paying attention to her at the same time, but Ke Yangyang still lowered his voice: "Are you going back home now?"
"Yeah, I think it's good."
"That's right. The Shen family is so ruthless and cold. If I were in their place, I wouldn't want to live there either. It's so cold."
The controversy over the true and false daughter of the Shen family had spread to everyone in Hecheng who had a little status.
Although they don't talk about it openly, many people are secretly waiting to see the joke.
In the past, Yu Qing was always cold, aloof, and didn't like to interact with others, which offended many people.
Ke Yangyang is one of her few true friends.
"Yangyang, why aren't you late today?"
Yu Qing had seen the name Ke Yangyang on WeChat, and the undeleted chat records showed that the two had a good relationship.
Yu Qing didn’t learn many words, but he had a best friend.
Originally, Yu Qing and Ke Yangyang were as close as best friends, and she was reluctant to delete the chat history.
They talked a lot about things related to Ke Yangyang, and Ke Yangyang often complained about Chen Mozhen's poor brain function.
Yu Qing didn't recognize her at first because her photo was photoshopped.
"My father came to wake me up this morning. He doesn't allow me to be late for school on the first day." Ke Yangyang looked at Yu Qing, her fingers gripping the strap of her cross-body bag.
Unlike Yu Qing when she lived in the Shen family, she lives in a happy and loving family.
Ke Yangyang seemed to have just noticed that Yu Qing seemed a little different. His cold temperament was not like before. He looked as aloof as if he lived in another dimension.
"Qingqing, why do I feel like you're weird?"
"No, you must be mistaken." Yu Qing reluctantly handed her a bun, "If you haven't had breakfast, I can share one with you."
Ke Yangyang took the bun and took a big bite. It still had the familiar sauerkraut filling.
She was thinking too much.
Yu Qing should not be influenced by the Shen family.
The two walked side by side. The senior high school liberal arts floor was on the fifth floor and could be reached by elevator.
There are eleven classes in the liberal arts department, ranked by numbers, and Class 1 is a class that only top students can enter.
What's embarrassing is that Yu Qing and Ke Yangyang are both in Class 11.
After getting out of the elevator, you will pass by a classroom on the way to the classroom. It is said that this is a decoration set up by the principal to motivate students.
After seeing the class once, no one would not want to study hard and rush in!
School starts after the New Year, and there is only half a year left before the college entrance examination. The students in Class 1 are all busy doing practice questions.
"Qingqing, if the school bombed, would the students in Class 1 choose to run away or stick to their textbooks?"
Yu Qing had finished breakfast and was taking out wet wipes to wipe her hands. Hearing this, she raised her eyelids slightly and took a look, but saw someone in the corner of the classroom.
Unexpectedly, someone who shouldn't be in the same class.
She replied: "Run with the textbook in hand."
"I think so, but the textbooks are very heavy."
Seeing her staring intently at one place, Ke Yangyang turned her head curiously, but there was nothing to notice.
"What are you looking at?" Ke Yangyang asked curiously.
Yu Qing calmly looked away, "Nothing."
"Oh, we have to move fast, or the T-Rex will get angry again."
The two of them left the window.
Sitting in the very corner, symbolizing the bottom ranking in the class, the sunlight reflected in, but could not illuminate the girl at all.
Chen Xianmeng suddenly looked up and looked in the direction the two had left. Her eyes were cold and a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
…
There are thirty-six people in Class 11.
Yu Qing and Ke Yangyang tried their best to catch up but were still a step too late. The head teacher Zheng Huijun, who was standing on the podium, gave them a deathly stare.
"Report, I met an old lady crossing the road on the way and helped her, so I was a minute late. I feel very sorry."
Ke Yangyang said this while lowering her head pretending to be embarrassed, with a stubborn expression on her face.
It's like saying: Next time I see an old lady crossing the road, I will still help her!
Zheng Huijun smiled slightly, "Should I still praise you?"
Ke Yangyang blinked: "It's not impossible."
"Ke Yangyang!" Zheng Huijun slapped the table with the blackboard eraser, splashing up a wisp of chalk dust.
"You always fail in exams, and you keep coming up with the same excuses for being late. Are you worthy of your parents' cultivation and your teachers' hard work?"
Ke Yangyang's eyes wandered, and he whispered, "It's not that I'm not serious, I just can't concentrate on learning..."
This is true, she did work hard for a while, but she didn't achieve much.
Zheng Huijun couldn't bear to blame the students in her class for their unsatisfactory academic performance, as the responsibility lay with her.
"Come in."
"Thank you, Teacher Zheng." Ke Yangyang pulled Yu Qing back to her seat. They were classmates.
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