When Murong Xue came back from outside, she ran into everyone staring at Gu Zongnan with bad faces, and Song Pingqing had an attitude of "stay away from me", which made her feel a little strange.

What happened when she went to the bathroom?

Everyone looked at each other, and no one dared to tell Murong Xue what Gu Zongnan had said.

They all shouted “Aba Aba” at the same time.

Murong Xue's mind moved, and she changed the way she asked, "Who offended Ping Qing?"

All eyes were directed at Gu Zongnan.

Murong Xue's expression became very subtle, her eyes were slightly cold, but her tone was gentle, as if she was really a persuasive sister: "Come on, tell me, what did you do?"

Song Pingqing inexplicably thought of a sentence: Trick the person out.

When Gu Zongnan met Murong Xue's eyes, he felt the hairs on his back stand up and he looked around pitifully, asking for help.

"Don't ask anymore." Song Pingqing suddenly said. At this time, she was the only one who dared to take up the subject. "How can we really argue with a fool?"

Gu Zongnan was in tears.

Brother, although I am very grateful for the opportunity you gave me, I really don’t want to be a fool.

Murong Xue would still give Song Pingqing face. After all, no matter what happened, Song Pingqing would definitely tell her everything after they returned home.

Moreover, Murong Xue could see that the reason why Song Pingqing blocked this path at this moment was simply because he didn't want the situation to become more ugly.

"So what did you talk about before I came back?" Murong Xue asked.

"Let's talk about that Jiang Zhao scandal. People are saying everywhere that she is in love with Xiao Wu." Wu Qiming read the expressions on the faces of the people and brought the topic back to the point.

If your younger brother is disobedient, you can deal with him behind closed doors, but external conflicts must be resolved first.

When Murong Xue heard this, she knew that Gu Zongnan must have come up with some bad idea just now. Combined with Song Pingqing's reaction, it was not difficult for her, as smart as she was, to guess what Gu Zongnan had said.

So the eldest lady's expression immediately turned cold. She glanced at Gu Zongnan and then at Song Pingqing.

The former shrank his head in fear, while the latter shrugged helplessly.

Wu Qiming is best at observing people's expressions and when he saw Murong Xue's reaction, he knew that she had guessed the truth.

Sure enough, Murong Xue's voice was cold, as if squeezed out from between her teeth: "It's okay, it's not a big deal, let's solve them one by one."

Let’s deal with the guy who’s spreading the scandal first.

Then deal with this stupid brother at home.

Slow, slow, come.

Song Pingqing felt that Murong Xue's tone was strange. She couldn't help but turn her head to look at her, but saw that her eyes were dark, the corners of her mouth were slightly depressed, and her fingers were tapping lightly on the table.

Song Pingqing intuitively felt that Murong Xue was angry, but she seemed to be in a state where she didn't want to vent her temper. Instead, she was creating a storm in her mind, trying to find the right opportunity to get rid of all the problems.

That's kind of cool.

Anyway, it wasn't him that Murong Xue was going to deal with, so Song Pingqing raised the corners of his mouth slightly, supported his head with one hand, twirled the pen with the other, and simply admired Murong Xue's current state, feeling relaxed as if "I'm just a spectator".

Shen Ci reached out and patted Song Pingqing, motioning her to lean back a little, as he had something to say.

Song Pingqing stopped spinning the pen and moved closer.

Shen Cichao whispered, "Do you remember the time at the sports meet when you ran into trouble while running 5 kilometers and were called into the head teacher's office?"

It's only been a few days, how could I have forgotten.

Song Pingqing nodded.

"Xue'er's current state is the same as your state when you were called into the office." Shen Cichao said in a low voice.

Of course not. For the eldest lady, bullying her little follower is the same as bullying herself, right?

Song Pingqing felt that this was normal. Whether Murong Xue wanted to deal with Ouyang in the past, or wanted to help Gu Zongnan get rid of Jiang Zhao today, she was just protecting her own team.

Seeing that Song Pingqing didn't understand what he meant, Shen Ci wanted to say something else, but Murong Xue turned around and looked at him with a thoughtful look.

"what's the topic?"

"It's time for class." Shen Ci made a zippering gesture at his lips.

After returning home and having a midnight snack that night, Song Pingqing followed Murong Xue directly into her room.

Murong Xue didn't stop her. Song Pingqing came into the room and fell on Murong Xue's bed.

Murong Xue was stunned at the time, pointing at Song Pingqing, her tone was bad: "Song! Ping! Qing! You didn't change into your home clothes! They are so dirty!!"

Song Pingqing jumped up from the bed and said, "I forgot, uh... maybe we can ask Aunt Zhang to change it?"

Looking at her again, Murong Xue's eyes were red. She turned her head and snorted heavily. Song Pingqing walked out of the room dejectedly, went back to his room to change into home clothes, and then went to Zhang Ma to ask for a clean four-piece suit, which he personally put on for Murong Xue.

"May I?"

The anger in Murong Xue's heart finally dissipated a little.

"What's wrong? Your mouth is pouting so much that it could tie a donkey around it." Song Pingqing noticed that she was not as angry as before, so he went over to tease her on purpose.

"Who's pouting?" Murong Xue glared at her

"Okay, okay, I'm not pouting." Song Pingqing pulled her hand. The two of them lay side by side on the bed, looking at the pink ceiling, and asked, "Then what are you angry about?"

"I'm angry that Gu Zongnan dared to come up with a bad idea and use you as a shield!" Miss Murong is not a gourd with a sawed mouth. Since Song Pingqing asked, she said it directly.

"Did you guess it?" Song Pingqing laughed so hard that he was shaking. "He has been stupid for a long time. Let's not bother with a fool. Look, I'm not angry at all."

"You had a sullen face when I returned to the classroom." Song Pingqing rarely had a sullen face, so Murong Xue firmly believed that she was not mistaken.

"I was just trying to scare him so he would learn his lesson." Song Pingqing gently shook the hand that was holding Murong Xue's wrist, "Don't be angry. At worst, I can teach him a lesson next time we train."

"With his brain, he won't learn his lesson even if you punish him."

Murong Xue sneered: "He doesn't even think about it. Your company is just starting out. If he and you have a scandal, those people in the business world who want something from the Gu family will all turn their attention to your company!"

Of course, the Gu company will not be affected, but the same cannot be said for Song Pingqing's logistics company. Who knows what those people will do.

As the saying goes, people die for money and birds die for food. When it comes to personal interests, once someone wants to take action against a logistics company, it is too easy for this industry to frame them.

Song Pingqing was stunned. She didn't expect Murong Xue to think from this perspective. She thought Murong Xue simply felt that Gu Zongnan's behavior was inappropriate.

Seeing that she didn't speak for a long time, Murong Xue turned her head to look at her. Seeing Song Pingqing's dazed look, she thought there was something wrong with what she said.

She pursed her lips and whispered, "Today you helped him to stop him and gave him a way out. Even if you really like him, you can't show it now. You have to wait until your family's business is completely on the right track."

"And you don't have to think that the Gu family is so great. You are my sister, who dares to look down on you?"

There was a hint of coaxing in these words, which was very rare. At least Song Pingqing had never seen Murong Xue speak in this tone.

However, before Song Pingqing had time to lament that the young lady had condescended to coax him, he was shocked by the content of her words, and even his expression collapsed for a moment: "Who would have that kind of feelings for that grandson-brother!"

Among the people around her, is there anyone who looks more like a grandson than Gu Zongnan?

Even if Song Pingqing was crazy, she would not be attracted to a little boy whose physical and mental age was only ten years old. Wouldn't that make her a pervert?

Murong Xue exclaimed "Ah?", as if she had not expected Song Pingqing to react so strongly.

"There's no chance for me and this guy." Song Pingqing said firmly.

This is a matter of principle. She doesn't have such shameful habits.

Murong Xue tilted her head, seeming a little confused, but did not continue to ask: "Well, if you don't like the Gu family, then don't like it. Anyway, no matter who you want to be with in the future, I will support you."

Although he was a little touched, Song Pingqing still felt a little helpless: "Can't I just be a frog?"

"Why do you want to be a frog?" Murong Xue was shocked.

What kind of weird wish is this?!

"Quack, quack, quack little frog."

Murong Xue: “…”

This person is a little bit crazy, a little bit funny, a little bit cute, and doesn't want to talk.

Song Pingqing was single all his life in his previous life, but due to various opportunities, he inexplicably achieved three seemingly incompatible achievements: "singleism", "lifelong childlessness" and "a house full of children and grandchildren".

It’s a pity that after Song Pingqing expressed his expectations for the future in a joking tone, Murong Xue thought Song Pingqing was talking nonsense and didn’t believe it at all.

Well, don’t believe it if you don’t want to. It’s no big deal anyway.

Back to the topic, regarding Jiang Zhao's rumor spreading, asking Gu Zongnan to find a shield is the worst option, asking Gu Zongnan to get engaged quickly is the worst option, and asking Gu Zongnan to go home and complain is the worst option.

It is not impossible to dispel rumors everywhere, but the effect will not be very good and it will be time-consuming and laborious.

As for the best strategy... Murong Xue suggested a solution, and Wu Qiming immediately praised it: "This is a good idea!"

"Is this considered fighting poison with poison?" Liu Junxi always felt that this description was not appropriate enough.

"You have to use magic to defeat magic." Song Pingqing shook his head and said a classic line from an anime.

Murong Xue's plan focused on the only different activity between the elementary school and junior and senior high school departments—the Children's Day special.

The Children's Day activities held by Baihua Academy every year have different themes, and are often held in cycles between painting, poetry recitation, chorus competitions, flea markets, costume design, and stage plays.

This year's activities revolved around stage plays, and the process of organizing stage plays is the most complicated of all activities.

First, we select the script. The first round of selection will start within the class, and the second round will be within the grade.

Then the actors will be selected, and the actors must also be selected from the same grade, and only teachers of this grade can act as external aid.

As for how to make actors act more like the characters in the script?

The main thing is still the costumes and props. As for the effect, it depends on the arrangements of each grade.

Different from the "face projects" of many schools, no matter what activities Baihua College organizes, it tends to truly expand and enhance students' personal abilities.

Therefore, the school has very high requirements for stage plays. Each stage play lasts from one and a half hours to two hours. The script must be consistent with the school's values, the plot must be ups and downs and meaningful, the costumes and props must be exquisite, and the theme song must be appropriate.

Only when people of every grade work together in unity and cooperation can this work be truly completed well.

With such high requirements, the Children's Day activities span a long time, from the internal selection of manuscripts in the class on May 15th, to the presentation of one grade per day starting on June 15th, to the final completion of the presentation and the evaluation of first, second, third and fourth place, it takes more than a month.

The day when the selection is completed is the day of the final exam, and the main purpose is to require students to learn both their specialties and their specialties.

There have been new young teachers who have raised objections: "Isn't this too much to ask of a group of elementary school students?"

The response was simple: "If you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight."

After all, the students in Baihua College are all descendants of wealthy and powerful families. As they enjoy high-quality educational resources, they must meet higher standards.

In terms of academic performance, Baihua College has very high requirements for students, whether it is main courses, secondary courses or specialties.

For example, Shen Wuxiu decided to take the college entrance examination in his second year of high school and started training for the types of questions in the college entrance examination, but he still managed to score 660 out of a full score of 628.

Although it was three or five points lower than the top scorer, it was really just three or five points lower.

Baihua College firmly believes that since my students enjoy high-quality educational resources, they must achieve corresponding results.

"Pingqing, you write the script. We have to go through the selection of plays for Class 15 first." Murong Xue began to assign tasks. "You must write about the feelings of righteousness!"

Song Pingqing: “…”

It's only three days away from the 15th. Not only does she have to write the script, but she also has to make sure it's outstanding. Isn't this a hassle?

Although he knew that Gu Zongnan could not be blamed entirely for this, Song Pingqing really wanted to curse: This guy Gu Zongnan is such a scumbag.

No matter how much you complain or how much you want to give up, the truth is, since you have taken the salary from the Murong family, you must complete the tasks assigned by Murong Xue.

Eat the salary of the emperor, be loyal to the emperor, and worry about the emperor.

So Song Pingqing stayed up for two whole nights, but in the end he didn't feel comfortable copying it completely, mainly because he couldn't bear to see Gu Zongnan playing the role of a certain ancestor.

They simply borrowed the background and story development of the Awakening Age and let Gu Zongnan play a little beggar in the script.

The whole process from being unknown and lonely just trying to make ends meet, to secretly going to lectures out of curiosity, helping to pass on information, and then to growing up and joining the organization.

From outside the plot to inside the plot, every change and growth of the protagonist bears the imprint of major events of the times.

I copied it, but not completely.

Changed, but not completely.

Song Pingqing, with two big dark circles under his eyes, was extremely grateful at this moment that this world also had Marx and the history of awakening.

Go ahead and copy it. Who can copy better than you? Old smart guy.

"Wow! A little beggar! What a novel identity!" Gu Zongnan couldn't help but sigh when he saw the script.

You are still laughing. Wait until you see the moldy steamed bread and see if you can still laugh.

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