Paranoid!Crazy batch!The real daughter is a black lotus

"Okay, but I won't go on stage. The teacher asked me to help with comments. The others are also good."

Shen Que's words made Lin Zhe even more convinced that the competition she was talking about had no gold content.

Usually, for a competition with some gold content, either a capitalist is invited to support the scene, or a professional teacher is hired. How could she be allowed to commentate as an apprentice?

Even if Shen Que's skills were considered top-notch in his opinion, he didn't believe it.

"Then please be safe on the road."

Shen Que took the leave form and nodded: "Okay."

Turn around and leave the office.

As soon as Shen Que walked to class, a swarm of girls and boys ran over and surrounded her without any fear.

"Classmate Shen, is it true that my husband is still alive?"

Shen Que's brain shut down for a moment. Does she know her husband? How do you know whether you are alive or not? Then someone asked again.

"Classmate Shen, was my husband injured before, and that's why it was reported that he was dead?"

"Classmate Shen, can my brother still act? He doesn't want to retire, does he?"

Shen Que listened to their questions and pieced it together back and forth. He was not sure if it was the same person and asked in confusion: "Who are you talking about?"

"Tenderness." They all agreed in unison, as neatly as the well-trained army.

Shen Que: "."

"So does he still act? I really like him."

"Classmate Shen, can you please advise him not to act? I won't even do it anymore."

"Classmate Shen, can you bring the letter for me? Whatever you want."

Shen did know that warmth was famous, but he didn't expect it to be so famous. One person said he wanted to deliver a letter, and dozens of people suddenly wanted to deliver it.

She was forced to stuff a lot of things into her arms, and there might have been even more if the bell hadn't rang.

Shen Que carried the things in and prepared to put them on the table. When her visible line of sight touched the gifts and letters that were not visible on the table, she was stunned.

"Sister Shen, these are all sent by your second brother's fans, and there are some in the corner." Bai Yu pointed in a direction to remind her.

Shen Que's face darkened, his hands lost strength, and all the things in his arms fell to the ground, making a lot of noise.

All the students in the third class heard it and couldn't help but cast their eyes on her.

Shen Que ignored all this and took out his mobile phone. As soon as he opened it, a headline about the resurrection of warmth from the dead popped up.

In the photo, Wenqing is walking in the mall with Qian Rui, Su Nan, and Wen Fan. Wenqing is resisting, with nothing covering her face, and Shen is completely speechless.

No wonder it was fine in the morning, but why did it happen just a moment ago? Do they not know the influence of warmth? With such ostentation, are you really not afraid of being surrounded by paparazzi and causing mental pressure on Wenqing?
At this time, fans gathered in the shopping mall, and reporters rushed in. The scene was shocking and shocking. What's more, a stampede occurred, and the police and ambulances came.

Wen Fan and the others were hiding in the mall office. They looked down through the window and saw people everywhere. There was no place to leave, and their people hadn't arrived yet and were stuck on the road.

Wenqing hid in Su Nan's arms fearfully, and Qian Rui sat aside, feeling strange when seeing his son like this, but couldn't explain why.

"This is not the way to go. We have to get out." The mall manager said with a sad face: "The police and ambulance are here. Mr. Wen, my mall can't stand it."

Wen Fan: "I know."

They forgot to wear a mask for Wenqing when they came out, and it was too late when they remembered.

"We will leave as soon as my people arrive."

While talking, Wen Fan's cell phone rang.

Seeing that it was Shen Que, he answered instantly: "Que Que, you."

"Stop talking nonsense and come to the rooftop, I'll be there."

Shen Que's tone was bad because she was very tired. She thought that no students would come to block her during class time. Unexpectedly, besides students, there were also teachers, and she received a bunch of gifts.

Wen Fan was about to ask her why she was on the rooftop, but the call was hung up. He hesitated for a moment and turned his head: "Sure, let us go to the rooftop, she is there."

Except for Su Nan, they were all confused. Wen Fan: "How to get to the rooftop?"

Mall manager: "Follow me."

Soon, they came to the rooftop and saw Shen Que standing on a helicopter at the door, staring down, her brown eyes calm and calm, the wind ruffling her hair.

At that moment, Qian Rui and Wen Fan's hearts trembled, as if they were seeing her for the first time.

Su Nan didn't react much and walked towards the helicopter with warmth.

After a while, several people left in a helicopter, and then the mall manager told the people present through the loudspeaker that some people believed it and some people didn't, but fortunately there was no traffic jam.

Wen Fan looked at the helicopter. The configuration was very good and it should be worth a lot of money: "Where did the helicopter come from?"

"Nan Xi's." After Shen Que finished speaking, he pointed to the side: "Those are his."

Everyone fell silent when they saw a pile of gifts.

Su Nan: "Is he famous?"

Shen Que's lips twitched: "I'm not famous, I just know him."

There was a flash of light in Su Nan's eyes. He had not specifically investigated Wenqing, but seeing so many people, he wanted to check it out.

"I'm going to Nancheng tomorrow. I've already asked for leave. I'll be back in half a month." Shen Que finished in an understatement.

Qian Rui was a little panicked: "Why did you go so long? What are you going to do?"

Shen Que raised his eyes and met his gaze. Qian Rui's heart sank. She knew she was asking too many questions, but she couldn't help it.

"My teacher said there is a competition and I need to go back and take a look. If you are interested, you can go together." It was just the right time to give the Song family a strong dose.

Hearing this, Qian Rui nodded first: "I'm interested."

Shen Que looked at Wen Fan: "Are you going?"

Wen Fan hesitated, and Shen Que added: "Nan Xi will go too."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Fan immediately agreed: "Then I'll go."

This move made Qian Rui feel confused and looked at his son: "Who is this Nanxi?"

"Well" Wen Fan's ears turned red and he didn't choose to hide it: "The person I like."

When Qian Rui heard this, he became excited instantly: "Really?"

Wen Fan nodded, and Shen Que held the phone and leaned back on the chair, laughing in her heart. When she saw Meng Nanxi's two children, she might not be able to laugh anymore.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Shen Que came to Lan Xi.

Gently pushing open the office door, I saw Jiang Jingchen sleeping on the sofa, and I couldn't help but feel a touch of distress in my eyes.

With her control, the Song family could not cause harm to Lan Xi, but Jiang Jingchen was still very busy. According to Su Wei, Jiang Jingchen had not slept for two days.

Shen Que took off her shoes and walked in with gentle steps. She stepped on the cold tiles without realizing it. She squatted next to Jiang Jingchen for a moment and couldn't help but reach out and poke Jiang Jingchen's cheek.

Jiang Jingchen was not sleeping well. He felt someone touching him and opened his eyes suddenly. His blue eyes flashed coldly and he grabbed the person with his backhand. When he saw who it was, he was stunned.

Shen Que blinked his eyes and whispered softly: "Brother, did I wake you up?"

Hearing this, Jiang Jingchen lowered his guard and his blue eyes became a little gentler: "No, school ends so early today?"

As he spoke, he sat up and caught a glimpse of her bare feet. He frowned and pulled her up and placed her on the sofa. Then he stood up and went to the door to get her shoes.

"My teacher is looking for me, so I asked for leave. Brother, can you accompany me to Nancheng?"

Jiang Jingchen came back with the shoes, squatted down and put them on for her: "Next time, don't go barefoot even if the air conditioner is turned on."

"Okay, I won't do it next time." Shen Que thought to himself: "That's weird." '

It was almost half a year since they finally met again, and Shen Que was spoiled by him to the point of becoming more and more unrestrained, and would even play tricks on him.