President Baai: Reborn daughter is not easy to mess with

Chapter 246
Qi Fang was not alone in the hall, besides pulling his doll, there was also a handsome boy humming music and walking dance steps, very focused, and his movements were very standard and free and easy, Lin Xiaomu couldn't help but take another look.

"I hope Xuemei Lin can be more serious, Lu Jie, get out."

A cold voice came, and the handsome boy who was still humming pouted, stopped, stood firm and looked at Lin Xiaomu.

It was only then that Lin Xiaomu realized that the boy looked exactly like the doll she was pulling her. Twins, or high-quality twins.

Qi Fang saw that the atmosphere was somewhat stalemate, so he came out to break the deadlock.

"Well, this is Du Junran, the president of our Ancient Literature Society."

Lin Xiaomu was a little surprised when he saw the cold man clearly. Du Junran was born as a child actor. He can be regarded as a family of actors. His parents are actors and artists. , acting naturally has nothing to say, the road ahead is getting farther and farther. After 20 years, he is the only one in China who has hit Gllywood and gained a firm foothold. He is one step away from winning the Gllywood Best Actor Award man.

And now he is just a student of Huaying. Although he is a student, a bright future has begun to emerge. No matter when and where, he will always be the best among his peers and the darling of the big and small screens.

I just heard that his temper is a bit strange, but now it proves... what he said is not wrong.

"Hello, President Du, I'm Lin Xiaomu."

Doll let go of Lin Xiaomu and stood together with Lu Jie, only Lin Xiaomu was left in the middle.

"Well, I've read your thesis." Du Junran stood up as he spoke, and handed a play outline to Lin Xiaomu. Lin Xiaomu opened it in surprise, and it turned out to be a play outline describing the progress of Huaguo culture.

Of course, the so-called outline is just a topic for her. As for the content... I'm sorry, that's something your screenwriter has to worry about.

"Now there are five members in the Ancient Literature Club plus you. Qi Fang is from the director department, Lu Jing and Lu Jie are from the music department, I am from the performance department, and you are the only screenwriter department. Therefore, the scripts participating in the national competition are only You are here to write, I will give you half a month, I want to see the outline and the preliminary script. Well, now you can write down the phone numbers of all of us and go back to write the script."

After speaking, Du Junran left the crowd and left. He was still filming and came to interview Lin Xiaomu when he found time, but at the first glance, he decided to use this new immature but very smart screenwriter.

Hearing Du Junran's words, she was ecstatic with Qi Fang as her capital, Lu Liang ran over and hugged Lin Xiaomu.

"Sister Xiaomu, you are finally here. If you don't come again, the president will force me to write this script. Do you know that under his persecution, I have started to learn acting." Lu Liang said coquettishly, her voice soft Sweet, Lin Xiaomu still likes such a sweet girl.

It's just that all this happened a bit beyond her expectation, and she is still a little dazed at the moment.

"Well, did I pass the interview?"

Qi Fang came over and patted Lin Xiaomu on the shoulder: "Work hard, come on."

Lu Jun also came over and touched Lin Xiaomu's shoulder: "Sister Xiaomu, how did you manage to make such a picky president agree to your joining all at once? You must know that we grew up together when we were young. The society has almost lost a layer of skin."

Lin Xiaomu was sweating profusely, she had lost a layer of skin.

"But... I'm the genius."

Their attitude made Lin Xiaomu inexplicably relaxed, and teased.

The atmosphere froze for a moment, and then everyone burst into laughter.

"It's not that the whole family doesn't come in." Qi Fang smiled and squatted down covering his stomach.

Lu Liang put her hands on her hips: "What's the matter, what's the matter, narcissism is an attitude, okay? Besides, I'm so beautiful, it's inhuman not to be narcissistic. What's so funny about laughing?"

Seeing Lu Liang's little look of embarrassment and anger, Lin Xiaomu seemed to understand something, and also laughed.

It wasn't until later that Lin Xiaomu realized what kind of hidden dragon and crouching tiger this ancient literature society was, and at that time, she had already become a member of this tiger and wolf team.

Lin Xiaomu didn't stay at the Ancient Literature Club much. Everyone usually has their own affairs, and they just gather together when needed. Therefore, relatively speaking, the Ancient Literature Society can be regarded as the most relaxed in the entire Huaying, but relatively, it is arranged. The homework must also be completed, otherwise... the consequences will be very serious.

Flipping through the outline that Du Junran handed over, Lin Xiaomu slowly thought about it. It was mixed with the competition to participate in this drama, the National Drama Song and Dance Competition, and there was no theme. This topic was probably Du Junran's own idea.However, this kind of international competition asked her, a newcomer who just entered the university campus, to do it, and he dared to do it.Since he dared to do it for himself, why would he not accept it?

Looking at it repeatedly, I gradually got an idea in my heart. When I turned my head, I found that the school cafeteria was right next to her. It happened that she was carrying the computer with her. Can she sort out her outline first? Half a month, it was really hard work .

As soon as she sat down and turned on the computer, she saw the waiter turn on the TV and adjust the volume to the maximum. Lin Xiaomu frowned, and just wanted to stop it, but was attracted by the news on the TV.

"Please come and pay attention to the international business news. On the day Mr. Mo Yan, the heir of the French clan Moshi, returned to China, the car he was riding in was attacked by terrorists and the car was blown up. The injured have been found and rushed to the hospital. Dangerous period."

Then there was the scene of Mo Yan being carried into the ambulance. Mo Yan closed his eyes tightly, and his whole body was already stained blood red.

"How could this be?" Lin Xiaomu's voice trembled. How could a person who was otherwise well-behaved suddenly become like this? Why did this happen?She didn't believe it, how could this make her believe that the elder brother who had been taking care of her in a gentle and gentle manner was lying in the cold operating room at this moment, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Standing up from the seat, hastily put away the computer and ran out.

In a state of confusion, she didn't notice that the paper on the computer keyboard fluttered and fell to the ground, and on it was the outline of the paper she had already typed.

When Lin Xiaomu ran out, Ling Mu happened to come in with some friends, chatting and laughing, seeing Lin Xiaomu's flustered look, she sneered, and stood a few steps to the left, forcing the originally spacious place to be very narrow .

Sure enough, Lin Xiaomu had to bump into Ling Mu if he wanted to run over, but how could Lin Xiaomu care about that at this moment, and bumped into him fiercely, Ling Mu felt a pain in his shoulder, and wanted to attack her, but found that Lin Xiaomu had already run away.

"That Lin Xiaomu is really too much. She didn't apologize for bumping into Ling Mu. That's too much."

　Happy Lantern Festival everyone...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)