Wrong hold? The fake daughter made her whole family famous by relying on metaphysics

Chapter 32 School starts

Lin Jun lifted up his half-draped glasses with a slight smile on his lips: "Boss trusts you. Although I think Ms. Yuyang is a bit young, I have watched your live broadcast and I can barely be considered a half fan."

He understood before he came that every word and deed of people in Xuanmen was related to cause and effect, and they would not lie, so they would not question Yu Qing's identity.

Yu Qing said calmly: "But I have a request. I want you to keep my identity highly confidential. In addition, I am not going to show my face, nor will I participate in various offline activities on the platform."

"That's no problem." Her request was not excessive, but it was good for him. Lin Jun readily agreed.

He is the only person who has seen Yuyang on the Huhu Live Broadcasting Platform, and he must keep it a secret.

In other words, the only person who can come into contact with Yuyang on the platform is him.

And Yuyang’s potential does not lie in the small anchor.

No more worries.

Yu Qing took out his pen and signed the words "龙飞峰五" at the end.

The contract was made in triplicate. After Lin Jun signed his name, he handed over Yu Qing's copy.

Yu Qing and Huhu Platform each held one copy, and another copy was brought back to the company's legal department for filing by Lin Jun.

"Pleasant to work with."

Yu Qing also stood up and reached out to hold his hand, "Happy cooperation."

After signing a contract with Huhu Platform, Yu Qing went home to take a shower and change clothes.

She spent the rest of the day at the clinic.

Four days later, it was the first day of school at Hecheng No. 1 Middle School.

The sun is shining brightly today, reflecting the pine trees and cranes in winter.

The morning mist was cold, and the pines and cypresses were stained with ice mist. In the hazy mist, students wearing the uniforms of No. 1 Middle School came one after another.

In February, the air temperature gradually warms up and is not as cold as before.

Yu Qing strolled over carrying a soy milk bun, and the students around her looked at her sideways.

She took a bite of the steamed bun stuffed with sauerkraut nonchalantly.

"Qingqing—Shen Qing!"

"Wait for me, Shen——"

Ke Yangyang, who had a high ponytail and a baby face, ran over and patted Yu Qing on the shoulder.

Seeing her looking back at him, Ke Yangyang said angrily: "Why are you ignoring me when I call you?"

Yu Qing pointed at himself: "Did you call me just now?"

"if not."

"Oh," Yu Qing lowered her eyelashes and took a sip of soy milk, "My name is Yu Qing now."

"what?!"

"Did the Shen family really kick you out of the house?" Ke Yangyang's voice was loud, attracting many eyes.

Yu Qing stretched out an index finger and put it on his lips, "Shh."

This was not the first time that so many people were paying attention to her at the same time, but Ke Yangyang still lowered her voice: "Are you going back to your home now?"

"Yeah, I think it's pretty good."

"That's right. Those people in the Shen family are ruthless and indifferent. I wouldn't want to live there, they're so cold."

The turmoil about the real and fake daughter of the Shen family has spread to everyone with a little status in Hecheng.

We don’t talk about it openly, but secretly many people are waiting to see the joke.

In the past, Yu Qing was always cold, aloof and withdrawn, did not like to interact with others, and offended many people.

Ke Yangyang is one of her few true friends.

"Yangyang, why aren't you late today?"

Yu Qing has seen Ke Yangyang's name on WeChat, and the undeleted chat history shows that the two have a good relationship.

Yu Qing didn't learn much vocabulary, and he only had one best friend.

It turns out that Yu Qing and Ke Yangyang are as close as best friends, and she has been reluctant to delete their chat history.

We talked a lot about things related to Ke Yangyang, and Ke Yangyang often complained about Shen Mozhen's brain problems.

Yu Qing didn't recognize her at first because of her pornographic photos.

"My dad came here specifically to wake me up this morning. He didn't allow me to be late for school on the first day of school." Ke Yangyang looked at Yu Qing and held the strap of her crossbody bag with her fingers. Unlike Yu Qing who lived in the Shen family, she lives in a happy and loving family.

Ke Yangyang seemed to have just noticed that Yu Qing seemed a little different. His cold temperament was not the same as before, as if he was living in another dimension.

"Qingqing, why do I think you are so weird?"

"No, you must have felt wrong." Yu Qing reluctantly handed her a bun, "If you haven't had breakfast, I can share one with you."

Ke Yangyang took the bun and took a big bite. It still had the familiar sauerkraut filling.

She was thinking too much.

Yu Qing should not be affected by the Shen family.

The two walked side by side. The liberal arts floor for senior high school students was on the fifth floor. You could take the escalator up there.

There are a total of eleven classes in liberal arts, ranked by number. Class one is a class that only top academics can enter.

What's embarrassing is that both Yu Qing and Ke Yangyang are in Class 11.

After getting out of the elevator, you will pass by a class on the way to class. It is said that it is a decoration set up by the principal to motivate students.

After seeing a class, no one wants to study hard and rush in!

The school year will start in the next year, and there is only half a year left before the college entrance examination. The students in Class 1 are all immersed in answering questions.

"Qingqing, do you think that if the school is bombed, will the people in Class 1 choose to run away or stick to their textbooks?"

Yu Qing had finished her breakfast and was taking out a wet wipe to wipe her hands. After hearing this, she briefly raised her eyelids and glanced, but saw someone in the corner of the class.

Someone who shouldn't be in class unexpectedly.

She replied: "Hold the textbook and run together."

"I think so, but the textbook is very heavy."

Ke Yangyang saw that she was staring at one place intently, so she turned around curiously. There was nothing noticeable.

"What are you looking at?" Ke Yangyang asked curiously.

Yu Qing looked away calmly, "It's nothing."

"Oh, we have to go faster or the T. rex gets angry again."

The two came to the first class window.

Sitting in the corner symbolizes the bottom position in the class. The sunlight refracts in, but it doesn't hit the girl at all.

Shen Xianmeng suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction the two left, with cold eyes and a faint smile on his lips.

...

There are thirty-six people in Class 11.

Yu Qing and Ke Yangyang hurriedly rushed but were still a step too late. Zheng Huijun, the head teacher standing on the podium, stared at them deathly.

"Report, I met an old lady crossing the road on the road and helped her, so I was a minute late. I'm sorry."

Ke Yangyang said and lowered her head pretending to be embarrassed, with a stubborn expression on her face.

It's like saying: Next time I meet an old lady crossing the road, I will still help her!

Zheng Huijun smiled slightly, "Do I still have to praise you?"

Ke Yangyang blinked: "It's not impossible."

"Ke Yangyang!" Zheng Huijun slapped the blackboard eraser on the table, splattering traces of chalk dust.

He said, "I always fail in exams, and there are so many excuses for being late. Are you worthy of your parents' cultivation and teachers' hard work?"

Ke Yangyang's eyes were wandering and he whispered: "It's not that I'm not serious, I just can't learn..."

This is true. She did take it seriously for a period of time, but she had no achievements.

Zheng Huijun couldn't bear to blame her. She was responsible for the unsatisfactory results of the students in her class.

"go in."

"Thank you, Teacher Zheng." Ke Yangyang pulled Yu Qing back to her seat. They were at the same table.

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