Why do you still need to roll up after being reborn?

When Jiang Yan and Mu Jiawen walked in, the high school classmates sitting at the two round tables turned to look over.

The atmosphere is quite subtle.

Jian Dong raised his hand to greet Mu Jiawen. They participated in the physics competition together last year and they were quite familiar with each other.

There are six of them sitting at a table here, and there are six of them next door including Deng Tao. They are basically from Classes 5 and 6 of Central Plains. They all go to school in Kyoto, and one of them is at the Polytechnic University like Jian Dong.

Except for Jian Dong, the other five people's expressions were a little unnatural.

Because before Zhu Zhen and the others arrived, the four people except Jian Dong were still asking Deng Tao, what was going on with Jiang Yan and Mu Jiawen?

Did they go to the hotel to find her?

Deng Tao naturally denied it, saying that he had really seen the wrong person. But when I answered, I was weak and seemed very lack of energy.

It’s strange how energetic she is. In the morning competition, she was at the bottom among all the students at Beicheng University, becoming the last one!

After the scores came out, the teacher who led the team went to look for her drawings to look at. When he saw that her drawings were much worse than usual, he thought it was caused by nervousness. Instead of criticizing her, he even comforted her with a few words. .

Because of this, the farewell party that everyone was supposed to give her at noon tomorrow was moved up to tonight, because she wanted to leave Kyoto early tomorrow morning and return to Beicheng.

Several people knew that she did not do well in the exam and wanted to divert attention. One of the girls mentioned Mu Jiawen and Jiang Yan as soon as she opened her mouth.

I can't help it, those two are so popular in their No. 1 middle school now. One is the first in the college entrance examination and the provincial champion; the other heard that he started a business as soon as he entered college. He can install computers and innovate, and he is prosperous. .

The most important thing is that when they entered No. 1 Middle School, they spent all day together, and later they were admitted to Beijing University together. No one believed them when they said they were not related.

So when Deng Tao said he saw the two of them in the hotel that day, someone first thought of that.

"Although I entered Beijing University, this is too arrogant, isn't it? Do you dare to do it but don't want others to tell you?"

"That's right, don't be afraid, Deng Tao. You'll be leaving tomorrow anyway. No matter what they say to you?"

Deng Tao was in a low mood. He thought that his failure to perform well in the game had something to do with Mu Jiawen, so he remained silent.

It was at this moment that someone turned their head and suddenly exclaimed, and then everyone turned their heads and looked back.

Except for Jian Dong, the other five people's faces were extremely ugly. One of them said displeasedly, "Zhu Zhen, Zhu Jin, Yu Hang, what do you mean? Is it fun to eavesdrop on others?"

"Eavesdropping?" Zhu Jin sneered, "Are you feeling guilty after being caught speaking ill of others?"

Zhu Zhen walked straight over, stood at the round table next to them, and patted the table, "We have reserved this table a long time ago. I'm sorry, we didn't know you were here. If we knew, we would definitely change to another one. After all, eating is also Needs an appetite.”

The girl sitting next to Deng Tao said angrily, "Zhu Zhen, what do you mean? You have no appetite when you see us? Then what are you still doing here? Let's go!"

"The hotel is yours?"

The girl was speechless and remained silent.

After Zhu Jin sat down, he looked at Deng Tao and asked seriously, "Deng Tao, I really want to know where did Mu Jiawen provoke you? Why did you ask for it anytime and anywhere from the time she entered No. 1 Middle School to now?" Find something for her?"

Deng Tao looked ugly and whispered, "I didn't."

"Without you, I can't stop telling the truth openly. Why are you so secretive? Mu Jiawen and Jiang Yan went to the hotel to book a room for her teacher, and you can't stop telling the truth? They met again, and they misunderstood again. , are you clarifying, or are you misleading others?" After Zhu Jin said this, everyone at the table looked at Deng Tao, some in shock and some in confusion.

Yu Hang glanced sideways at Zhu Jin, sat down and said nothing.

After a while, someone whispered, "No, Mu Jiawen and Song Jiawen are the same person?"

Zhu Jin smiled at the boy he was talking to, "Yes, it's the same person. Her mother changed her last name to be the same as hers. Do you know who her mother is? Deng Tao, you know, right?"

Deng Tao's face was blue and white, looking extremely ugly.

"The famous Chinese painting master Mu Chenyan is her mother. Song Qingping, the president of the Yunzhou Painting and Calligraphy Association, is her teacher. That day she and Jiang Yan went to the hotel to book a room for President Song. Deng Tao, you also stay in that hotel, Have you met President Song before?"

"I heard from Xu Yan before that your paintings are often guided by President Song. Then you and President Song should be very familiar with each other. How could you not know the truth of the matter?"

Deng Tao's expression was gloomy. She looked up at Zhu Jin and said word by word, "I don't know!"

Someone tried to smooth things over, saying, "Okay, okay, it's all over. There's no need to mention it again."

Yu Hang said to Zhu Zhen, "What the hell is wrong with you? It's a rare treat and it's really unlucky to leave it here!"

The people at the next table looked stiff.

At this time, Jiang Yan and Mu Jiawen walked in.

After not seeing each other for almost a year, someone noticed that Mu Jiawen was even more beautiful.

Her black hair was draped behind her head, and her skin was even whiter, and her eyes were still as dark as ink, like a deep pool with no bottom. Picturesque eyebrows, curled eyelashes, high nose bridge, pink and plump lips...

Several boys from Class 6 glanced at Jiang Yan in a vague way. This grandson was really fucking lucky. He had known this for a long time, so he acted first?

Some people think about the identity of Mu Jiawen's biological mother that Zhu Jin mentioned just now, and they feel even more sad!

But after all, they were students, less than twenty years old, and sometimes their thoughts were really simple. While eating, some boys from Class 6 came over with beers to apologize to Jiang Yan and Mu Jiawen.

Jiang Yan also gave him face, picked up the wine glass and clinked it with him, and said, "It doesn't matter that I'm a boy, but for girls, sometimes such rumors are fatal. I hope that everyone can talk more and do more in the future. Be careful, don't follow others' opinions, and don't be easily used as a weapon by others."

Everyone here knows who this "other person" refers to!

Jiang Yan is not God and does not have the good habit of forgiving people easily.

Several people in Class 6 and Class 5 had their own thoughts on the meal, but Deng Tao barely took a bite.

In the following days, almost all the classmates at Yunzhou No. 1 Middle School learned that Song Jiawen was now called Mu Jiawen, and that her paintings sold for 20,000 a piece in her mother, Master Mu's gallery.

After breakfast on Saturday, Song Qingping and Huang Kai went downstairs to check out, and happened to meet the Deng family's father and daughter who were also checking out.

The two parties did not say hello. When they were leaving, Mu Chenyan's car arrived at the door of the hotel.

The mother and daughter got out of the car and asked Song Qingping to get in the car.

When they left and the car merged into the traffic flow and disappeared, Deng's father sighed deeply. He and Song Qingping, the president of the calligraphy and painting association, had completely broken up with each other.