Kiss every script [Quick Transmigration]

The next morning.

Mu Zhichan, who had finished washing, just walked out of the bathroom when she saw Mu Qingyun standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror at the door, wearing a tie.

I have to say that his father is really a man of great charm, with a restrained and gentle temperament, and an even more handsome face. Coupled with his billionaire net worth, I don't know how many men and women flock to him.

"Breakfast is on the table." Mu Qingyun whispered softly, with some lines of laughter appearing in the corners of her eyes.

"Okay, be careful on the road." Mu Zhichan walked in front of Mu Qingyun and said, and then a tall man patted his head, as if he was stroking a chicken.

"Yeah." Mu Qingyun glanced down at the boy who was half a head shorter than him, picked up the briefcase on the shoe cabinet, turned and left.

The pale golden sunlight spread along the floor-to-ceiling windows to the edge of the fluffy slippers. Mu Zhichan yawned and moved to the dining table. On the dining table, there was a drawer of small and exquisite soup dumplings, a plate of deep-fried fried dough sticks, a cup of Moderate temperature sweet soy milk, and a small dish of mustard.

At first glance, it is the food of Yuzaofang.

Mu Zhichan picked up the chopsticks and began to enjoy them contentedly.

At the same time, Mu Qingyun, who was sitting in the car, stared sideways at the window that was rapidly receding, no one except him could see the light blue light screen rolling in front of his eyes.

If Mu Zhichan still has real memory, he will definitely find that what is presented on the light screen is the communication page of the light brain in the real world.

Jiang Beichen: Dad, the mental fluctuation comparison and test results are out.

Mu Qingyun's eyes were dark, and the fingertips of the hand on her lap trembled involuntarily.

Jiang Beichen: It's my younger brother.

The man in the black suit closed his eyes, and it took a full 5 minutes to suppress the surging emotions in his heart.

The child was less than ten years old when he disappeared. For 25 years, the Jiang family never gave up searching.

If it wasn't for Jiang Beichen's proposal to expand the scope to the world of inferior people, I'm afraid I'll never see that child again in this life.

But luckily...

Mu Qingyun's face sank like water, and she replied: "Okay, I'll talk about the specific situation when I return to reality."

Jiang Beichen: Yes.

Jiang Beichen: Dad, how long will it take for my little brother to end this script world?

Jiang Lou: Not sure, but I will let him finish as soon as possible.

Jiang Beichen: Okay.

Jiang Lou: Don't tell your mother yet, I will take him home after everything is settled.

Jiang Beichen: Well, mom will be very happy.

Mu Qingyun stared at the fluorescent screen that only he could see and was silent for a long time, his eyes were obscure and distant, as if penetrating time and space.

*

After breakfast, Mu Zhichan came to the classroom with her schoolbag slung across one shoulder, but before entering the door, she heard the noise and laughter from the classroom, which sounded very presumptuous.

Seeing the strangeness, Mu Zhichan calmly walked to his seat and began to dig out homework, pencil case, English books, and then stuffed the schoolbag into the belly of the table, the whole set of actions was done in one go.

At this time, there are still nearly 10 minutes before the morning self-study, but two-thirds of the students in the class have already come, doing homework, memorizing vocabulary, cleaning, and talking small things... In short, it is very noisy.

But the more noisy one was the one at the health corner at the back door, and it was obvious that it was Qin Ansheng's group without looking.

Today's Qin Ansheng tied his hair into a ball head, with airy bangs on his forehead, which made his face even more charming.

At this time, she was sitting on the desk with her mobile phone in her hands, her left foot was on the stool, and her right leg was hanging down naturally. Due to the change of school pants, she looked long and thin.

And around Qin Ansheng sat her little sister and a few boys, chatting and laughing, unscrupulous, regardless of whether the teacher would come or whether other people's learning and endorsement would be affected.

To be honest, Class 16 of their third year of senior high school is the only experimental class in liberal arts. Basically, those who stay in this class are in the top [-] of the grade. The learning atmosphere can be said to be very strong, and everyone is very self-conscious. However, Qin Ansheng Except for a group of people.

"Qin Ansheng, can you keep your voice down? It's affecting other people's vocabulary." Meng Meng, the school committee who was collecting homework, couldn't see it anymore.

"Ah good." Qin Ansheng replied lazily.

Meng Meng breathed a sigh of relief, but before they were quiet for three minutes, those people burst into laughter.

Now, Zheng Kexin, the English class representative who was memorizing vocabulary, couldn't bear it anymore, turned around and scolded impatiently: "You have to laugh out loud."

"Why, now is not class time." Qin Ansheng smiled half-smile.

"The classroom is a place to study, and it's not for you to talk small things, otherwise you should keep your voice down, and don't laugh so loudly at all times, it will affect other students who are studying." Zheng Kexin looked at her expressionlessly, her tone sounded very rush.

"It's only you who are affected, do you see what other people have said besides you?" Qin Ansheng retorted, looking around with beautiful eyes.

At this time, the classroom had already quieted down unknowingly. The other students sitting in the classroom did not agree with Qin Ansheng, nor did they support Zheng Kexin. They just remained silent and watched coldly.

Mu Zhichan frowned.

"If you can't stand it, then go out and learn." Qin Ansheng smiled, but the words he said were aggressive.

"You!" Zheng Kexin's face was red from choking, and her hand that was pinched on the vocabulary book was shaking in anger.

"It's almost morning self-study, please take out your English vocabulary books." As the class monitor, Mu Zhichan stood up and walked to Zheng Kexin's side, breaking the stalemate, he smiled and said to Zheng Kexin: "Let's take the morning reading with the class representative."

"...Okay." After taking a few deep breaths and calming down, Zheng Kexin took the book and walked to the podium, ignoring Qin Ansheng directly and started to take the morning reading.

So, except for Qin Ansheng and others, the other students obediently followed the English class representative to read the words.

Qin Ansheng glanced at Mu Zhichan, then sneered, and said in a moderate voice: "I really think of myself as a character."

"Yes." Lei Yi also can't get used to Mu Zhichan, because since the division of liberal arts, he will be overwhelmed by Mu Zhichan every time in the big test, and he can't help but feel resentful.

"An Sheng, what are you doing? Class is about to begin." Du Qianxue watched as Qin Ansheng jumped off the table and walked towards the open back door.

"Skipping class." Qin Ansheng replied indifferently, and left the classroom in a flash.

Du Qianxue sighed, and enviously sighed in her heart: If my family donated a few buildings to the school, I'm afraid I can be as unscrupulous as her.

The episode in the morning passed just like that, the third year of senior high school was very intensive, and it was time for lunch break in a blink of an eye.

"Hurry up, hurry up! It's time to cook!!" As soon as the teacher said that get out of class was over, Ren Shi rushed out, grabbing Mu Zhichan who was at the back table.

Mu Zhichan ran up with a numb face, and said slowly: "Ren Shi, I think you're running a little fast."

"If you are not active in cooking, you have a problem with your brain!" Ren Shi replied confidently, successfully shutting Mu Zhichan up.

"You sit, I'll go get dinner, is it still the same?" Ren Shi dragged Mu Zhichan to an empty seat by the window, Wu Yang Wu Yang's students rushed in as soon as he sat down, and it didn't take long The cafeteria was packed to the brim.

"En." Mu Zhichan responded.

"Okay." Ren Shiyang agreed in a loud voice, and ran to the No. 3 window briskly.

And Mu Zhichan touched the back of her neck and moved her neck. The few classes in the morning were basically lectures on papers, and it was really uncomfortable to sit.

"...! Damn it, is that Lu Qi from Class 1, Senior Three?"

"Yes, yes! He actually came to our cafeteria, did the gods come down to earth?"

"To be honest, as Lu Qi's classmate for three years, this is the first time I saw him come to the cafeteria. He usually brings his own food!"

"Ahhh, Xueshen went to window No. 1! What did Xueshen eat? If he eats the same food as Xueshen, will his test scores improve a little bit next month!?"

"You want peach. To be honest, I'm more curious about where Lu Qi will sit."

"I feel like I'm in love. I've heard that Lu Qi from the science experiment class is the ceiling of our school's beauty. Seeing him today really deserves his reputation!"

"Hey, he is not only the ceiling of appearance, but also the ceiling of science grades."

"Ooooh he walked towards the window!!"

……

……

"Excuse me, is there anyone around?"

Just as Mu Zhichan was laying on the table in a daze, bored, a low and hoarse voice came from beside her.

"Huh? No." Mu Zhichan replied casually.

The tables and chairs in the cafeteria of their school are for four people. Usually, he and Ren Shi sit face to face. Under normal circumstances, there will always be two vacant seats, but there are often other strange students who come to share the table.

And Ren Shi is a gossip who likes to make friends widely, but among the classmates who have played with him, eight out of ten will add WeChat to him. It can be said that this is also a very magical ability to make friends.

"Thank you." After the man finished speaking, he sat beside him.

"You're welcome." Mu Zhichan replied lazily as she lay still on her stomach, but when she caught a glimpse of the other's hand holding the dinner plate out of the corner of her eye, she couldn't help but pause.

The joints are distinct, the fingers are slender, and the light blue blood vessels under the skin are faintly visible. When half-handled, it silently shows a sense of strength.

To be honest, Mu Zhichan was poked for a moment.

Because, he is not only a clavicle control, but also a heavy hand control.

The author has something to say: Everyone has been waiting for a long time. Recently, I have been busy with various interviews, and I almost vomited.

But what is even more frustrating is that the moment I was in the terminal, I forgot the lock screen password I had used for two years, so that I had to refresh my phone, so...

Everything on the phone was gone, including all my manuscripts and outlines, but what was even scarier was that I had no backups. fine.

ps.下周应该就能逐渐闲一些了orz感谢在2020102922:41:362020111222:46:35期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: Zhao 4;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 35 bottles of Tongranran; 10 bottles of Southeast; 268934055 bottles; 1 bottle of barbecued pork;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!