President's Private Baby Vip487 Lecture
The headmaster was so grateful that he burst into tears. It's hard to afford a child born with a silver spoon in his mouth. If you're not careful, you'll offend the parents! Zhan Hui and Zhan Yan are really the most worry-free children. All the teachers in the school like them.
Wanqing breathed a sigh of relief and said she wanted to transfer schools.
The headmaster was shocked: "Why?!"
"Because of our work, we don't want to be too far away from them."
Wan Qing and Mu Tianyang found a kindergarten outside C University. It was not as good as the previous one, but it was also good. It cost 20,000 to 30,000 yuan per child per year.
They now live in Lanting Yaju, and Isabella's house has been vacated. Lanting Yaju's house has only two bedrooms, and the children live in the second bedroom, and two children's beds almost take up the entire space. They hired a nanny to take care of them at night, and added an extra small bed and a wardrobe, leaving no space at all.
Mu Tianyang felt that it was unwise to buy a house. He should have bought a three-bedroom apartment and made it into an activity room. Now there is no extra room, but he cannot kill the children's activity space. He can only put a crawling mat in the master bedroom for them to play on.
The children are older now and are not always there, running around the house often, which makes this home seem unusually warm and lively.
Master Mu and Madam Jin also moved in and rented a house downstairs. Because they were old, they also had servants and nannies to take care of them. And because of Madam Jin's special status, she also had many bodyguards in secret.
The two elders usually walk slowly like other grandparents, picking up children from kindergarten and taking them to the community playground to play.
Wanqing cooks for herself whenever she has time, and their life is no different from that of an ordinary small family, and everyone is very satisfied. Occasionally, Tianxue and Tiancheng come to eat, which makes the family even more lively.
After class on Friday afternoon, the professor left the classroom. Wanqing packed up her books and was about to leave when the girl next to her called her, "Ding Wanqing, aren't you going to stay?"
"What are you staying for?" Wan Qing asked in confusion. There were no classes. "Are we going to have a class meeting?"
"There will be a lecture in this classroom later." The girl said, and pointed outside, "Look, others have come to take seats."
"What lecture?" She had just come to class when she saw a few billboards with lecture notices downstairs. She glanced at the titles, but none of them were related to her major and she had no interest in them, so she didn't look at them carefully.
"It's about computers." The girl said, "The lecturer is a senior from our C University! He graduated only a few years ago, and is now a big name in the IT industry. He came back to give a lecture today, and many people went crazy."
At this moment, most of the seats in the classroom have been occupied, but Wanqing is not in a good mood: "We are not studying computer science, so it's okay if we don't listen, right?"
"Aren't you going to take the second-level computer exam? It's good to listen, maybe it can help."
"Well, that's right." Wan Qing sat back down after hearing this. She was now worried about passing the exams. She hadn't taken the second-level computer exam or the fourth and sixth levels of English yet!
I looked at the clock. It's only three o'clock now. After the lecture, I can pick up Ding Ding Dang Dang from school. I have to take them shopping tomorrow. The weather is getting cold. I have to buy them enough winter clothes. Their clothes last year were a little short. They have grown a lot taller in the blink of an eye...
The lecture would not start for a while yet. At this time, people came in one after another. Most of them were nerds from the Computer Science Department. When they saw the beauty from the Chinese Department here, their eyes lit up, but they didn't dare to get closer - of course, they couldn't get closer because the beauty was surrounded by people.
Wanqing was lucky. Most of her classmates stayed, so she was surrounded by girls and was not disturbed by wolves and tigers. While waiting, she thought: What should I eat tonight? Where should I take the children to play tomorrow? The question the professor just talked about...ah! And the story of Ding Ding Dang Dang, she was at a bottleneck and couldn't make up a new one. The two children didn't like the stories of Snow White and Alibaba that she had told these two days.
It's really worrying.
Wanqing took out a pen and notebook from her bag and started to draft. What should she ask Wangwang to do next?
The girl next to me suddenly came over and asked: "What are you writing?"
"Nothing!" Wan Qing quickly closed the notebook and looked around, "Why are there so many girls? Are there many girls in the computer department?"
"How is that possible?" The girl rolled her eyes. "Because the senior who gave the lecture was so handsome, so..."
She was speechless with emotion. It turned out that it was not because of the lecture, but because she was in love.
The girl looked at the notebook in her hand and asked, "Are you writing a novel?"
"Ah?" Wan Qing was stunned and shook her head, "No."
The girl blinked and said, "Don't be embarrassed. We are in the Chinese department. There are many people who write. Even if it's just online novels, there's nothing to be ashamed of. As long as I can make money, it's fine."
"Oh." Wan Qing understood. It turned out that she had misunderstood her... But she didn't want to explain, so she could only nod to avoid being questioned further.
Who knows, even if she nodded, she would still be questioned: "Have you ever made money? How much a month?"
"No." Wan Qing had no choice but to say this.
"It doesn't matter! Just work hard." The girl said, lowering her voice, "Liu Chunhua is writing a novel, did you know that?"
Liu Chunhua? Wanqing shook her head. Among the dozens of students in the class, she had a deep impression of Liu Chunhua. As a student of the Chinese Department, the name Liu Chunhua was simply... so rustic, and Liu Chunhua herself was not pretty, which lowered the average beauty of the girls in the Chinese Department.
"I thought you knew last time you took her book!"
"Ah?" Wan Qing was shocked. "When?"
"It was last week or so, you were holding a classical Chinese novel called XXX..."
Wanqing remembered: "I bought it for a friend." Tianxue's love for food, movies, and novels has remained the same for many years. She accidentally found a novel on a bookstall. The cover was elegant and the slogan on the waistband was bright and sad. After flipping through it, she found the writing was good, so she bought it for Tianxue.
It turned out that it was written by Liu Chunhua. No wonder after she brought the book to the classroom, Liu Chunhua looked at her strangely and has been very friendly to her recently.
"Liu Chunhua is writing novels since her freshman year!" the girl said, "What a talented girl!"
"I remember her pen name seemed to be 'Piaohua Luoxuewu'..."
“Ahem…”
Thinking of Liu Chunhua herself, Wanqing and the girls felt extremely upset.
This story tells us that we should never trust writers on the Internet! Behind the pen name of Fenghuaxueyue, there may be a real name that is so rustic that it can be seen as dirt, such as...Chunhua.
The noisy classroom suddenly became quiet, and the girl sat up straight: "Senior brother is here!"
Wanqing looked up and saw a girl wearing black-framed glasses walking in. The girls collectively sighed in disappointment, and then all the boys said, "Wow—beautiful girl!"
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