Prosperity and luxury: Madam is crazy

Chapter 125 Transformation of Genius, Princess Hug

However, the fact is that in that year, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break his own record. He stagnated for a whole year, and there was even a slight downward trend.

In such a frustrating situation, he can't arouse any interest in doing anything, full of powerlessness, unable to get up, unable to eat, unable to go to class... Even his favorite racing car has become a kind of burden for him.

The old professor forced him at this time, the less he wanted to do something, the more he wanted him to do it.

After class every day, it’s okay to force him to the laboratory, and he has a bunch of topics for him to study.

If you want to graduate, you must have a good work, which is understandable.

He was either in class or in the laboratory all day long. Mu Qingshen felt his heart getting heavy, and he became bored and wanted to end this study early.

So I started to prepare for my graduation assignment, a design work of my own.

For the first time, his work was sent back as unqualified, and the professor refused to pass it.

The second time, still the same.

The third time, the fourth time...

I don't know how many times I tried, but Mu Qingshen failed every time.

Under such repeated vicious circles, the backlog of emotions in his heart became deeper and deeper, and finally reached this point one day, and Mu Qingshen broke out.

He started to become crazy, absorbing theoretical knowledge crazily, and soaked in the laboratory even more crazily than before.

Even the professor took the opportunity to make things worse and once again set him up with a difficult problem.

He handed him a document with various car models printed on it. At a glance, there could be hundreds of cars.

The professor asked him to complete the research on all the cars on it within five months and write a research report.

Hundreds of cars have been researched in five months, not to mention that if Mu Qingshen encounters an unfamiliar model, he must first check the information and learn from the beginning. Even if he is familiar with it, he must learn from the body, engine, chassis, etc. Let's think about it carefully one by one.

I have to write all these into the report. The report from just one car is estimated to be tens of thousands of words. Doesn't it take time?

is it possible?Is one car a day enough?It is simply impossible to catch the old life.

But Mu Qingshen does not refuse anyone, because he is already crazy. Every day, he just wants to immerse himself in the vortex of not knowing what day and night is. He doesn't want to be idle and doesn't care about life. , would he still care about whether it can be completed?

It was under such circumstances that his potential was stimulated.

The qualifications and qualities that a real racing driver must possess are not just as simple as being able to drive.

He needs to know how to drive, but also to know how to drive.

It was after this time that Mu Qingshen's daily dealings with cars made him understand cars more and more. He suddenly understood the meaning of racing cars more deeply, and the fog that covered his heart gradually dissipated. It all became clear.

Like a roller coaster, his mood reached a peak and then began to fall, and his heart began to go to silence.

He started reflecting, looking for mistakes, analyzing and correcting them, and just like that, the next day, he picked up the helmet and set foot on the track again.

After dozens of seconds, he successfully broke through himself.

He stood in the light, and in just one year, he completed his transformation.

With the shadow of Roslin back then.

Who knows how he got here that day when he learned that everything was written by his sister.

From entering Princeton, to when he met the professor, and every time he was suppressed, it was all arranged by his sister.

Are you grateful?Of course Mu Qingshen was grateful, without that year, he would not be where he is today, but it is true that there is resentment.

Mu Qingshen absolutely didn't want to experience that kind of experience again, even if it could wash him and make him reborn, he didn't want to go through it again.

It was so exhausting and painful.

Such suffering was inflicted on him by his own sister.

Therefore, Mu Qingshen has a shadow in his heart.

He is not afraid of her on weekdays, but as soon as she becomes a teacher, or some other status, he is a student, in the same school as her, and facing her upright, he will inevitably feel frightened.

Wei Bing naturally knows what this little kid is thinking, if he wants to enjoy life every day, who the hell wants to be strong?
It was because she saw in advance that the dream castle in his heart was starting to crumble, that she made such a move, otherwise, would it be really idle?

She is usually a bit strict. As a teacher, isn't it reasonable to be responsible to the students?

Don't look at those students who wailed all day long, in fact, the pressure she exerted was within the range they could bear, and it just happened to stimulate their potential.

When the car drove to Shenghan, Mu Qingshen said, "Sister, you can just find an open space and put me down."

What a pitiful tone, this morning, the corners of Wei Bing's lips never came down.

She didn't just find a place to put him down, but drove the car to the door of the dormitory building, Mu Qingshen got out of the car, hesitated for a moment, bent over to the car window and said: "Sister, I saw that the surname Mu came into your office yesterday? "

Tsk, the kid has so much mouth, Wei Bing waved his hand and hit him, Mu Qing stuck out his tongue deeply, and ran away laughing.

The air conditioner in the office was turned on all night, and it was very warm.

As soon as the door was opened, a gust of warm air rushed to the face, and after that, Wei Bing saw the person on the sofa.

Wei Bing was stunned, he... didn't leave?
Stayed here all night and didn't leave?

Wei Bing walked in without knowing why, stretched out his hand and pushed him, "Mu Yeqin, Mu Yeqin?..."

The person on the sofa didn't respond.

But Bing Xin shrank, and slowly sniffed at him, fortunately, she just fell asleep.

"Mu Yeqin?"

Wei Bing yelled again, but the sleeping person didn't respond yet.

Touching his forehead, she frowned slightly, why did she sleep so deeply?

While scanning unintentionally, Wei Bing found that the desktop that was originally covered with documents was clean at the moment, and the documents were stacked in two stacks, neatly.

She went over, roughly flipped through the document, and then looked at the people on the sofa, and then she understood what was going on.

When the pillow is unfolded, it becomes a quilt, and the whole body of the person on the sofa is wrapped in it, only the head is exposed, like a silkworm baby.

This time Wei Bing didn't call him again, just leaned over and hugged him.

Leaning sideways, he leaned his head on her shoulder, firmly hugging a princess.

She has been trained for many years, her arms are amazing, and it is not a problem to hold him.

Even wearing high heels, it will be stable when going down the stairs.

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The sky is full of light.

A ray of sunlight filtered through the sheer curtain and cut the foot of the bed.On the wall at the head of the bed, the tall oil paintings are lifelike, and the butterflies inside seem to be moving faintly.

The man woke up, gradually waking up from a pile of messy dreams.

Looking at the ceiling above his head, Mu Yeqin wondered for a few seconds, where is this?Doesn't he sleep in the office?

He got out of bed, stepped on the blanket with soft slippers, and opened the curtains.

Accidentally, the sun pierced his eyes, Mu Yeqin narrowed his eyes slightly, and the silhouette of Sheng Han was reflected in his pupils.

Oh, the hotel opposite.

Who sent him here?Mu Yeqin's eyes gradually narrowed and deepened, and he immediately smiled.

Who else?

(End of this chapter)