Tired Lord, your wife is a boss

Chapter 100 First Meeting
As Qiao Yimo became more and more popular, the fact that she was studying at Shengxing Academy was also picked up.

Then, the next day, a lot of reporters gathered around the gate of Shengxing Academy wanted to interview this talented girl, and the professors from the Academy of Fine Arts also came to grab her.

As soon as the bell rang, Liu Yan hadn't finished speaking, and the students went to watch the excitement.

Liu Yan was so angry that she almost vomited blood. These students are getting more and more difficult to take care of.

It's a pity that there is no reason to let Qiao Yimo leave this class.

The reporters outside the campus even brought their binoculars. When the school bell rang, they all took out their binoculars to look for Qiao Yimo.

Some reporters were speechless, so they said helplessly: "You Liao Ning's news media is too exaggerated, you even brought the telescope?"

Liao Ning's reporter uttered annoyance, "Who made this Qiao Yimo a big celebrity now, if I can get a picture of her, it would be worth it. The leaders in my station will be so happy."

"That's right, the leader of my station insisted that I also hand in today's press release, saying that if I failed to interview Dao Qiao Yimo, my salary would be deducted."

"Damn it, who knows that there are hundreds of people coming today, and the guard won't let us in."

"But I heard that Qiao Yimo's private life seems to be very bad. There was a post with a bad private life that was posted on the trending search and was taken down within a few seconds. The reporters in our station were shocked. Do you think you will hook up with someone? Did the boss give her peace?"

As soon as these words came out, Qiao Yimo's little fans were not happy, "What do I mean by you trash reporters? You really are dead paparazzi, people will believe everything they say."

The reporter who was scolded was also not happy, "Aren't you also a paparazzi? Otherwise, why would you be filming here?"

Maybe it was because the weather was too hot, and Qiao Yimo hadn't been seen for a long time, so the reporters present were in a bad mood.

in the principal's office.

"Professor Wei Wei, Professor Jiang Jiang, why are you two here?"

When the headmaster was about to get up to fetch water, he found two men standing outside the door.

One of the two in front of me is a professor from the School of Theater Arts, and the other is a professor from the School of Painting.

The principal was flattered by the sudden appearance of the professor from the Academy of Fine Arts.

The two were silent, looking at each other with a cold snort.

Then walked into the principal's office.

When the principal saw the two professors, he was very excited, "Professor Wei, aren't you in City B? Why did you come to our elementary school in City S?"

Although the principal knew that it might be because of Qiao Yimo, he still pretended to be surprised and polite.

And last night, Professor Wei sent him a message via email expressing his admiration for Qiao Yimo from his school.

When he received the email from Professor Wei, he almost fainted.

He didn't expect to receive an email from Professor Wei one day.

Professor Wei can be regarded as a top figure in the painting circle. Although he is not as famous as Qiao Yimo's Master Shuimo, he is still a respectable figure in the painting circle for many years.

Seeing that the principal of Shengxing College didn't welcome him at all, Professor Jiang snorted coldly.

Seeing this, the headmaster felt his legs go weak.

This Professor Jiang is also not easy to mess with, and he is also well-known in the painting circle in C City, but he was too surprised by Professor Wei's arrival, and once ignored Professor Jiang.

"Cough cough." The headmaster coughed awkwardly, "There is absolutely no such meaning. Are the two professors here for Qiao Yimo, our schoolmate?"

"Yes, yes, where is she now? I need to see her." When the two professors heard Qiao Yimo's name, all their displeasure was thrown away.

"You two wait a moment and I will ask her head teacher to call her."

The principal quickly called Teacher Li and asked Teacher Li to bring Qiao Yimo to the principal's office.

Qiao Yimo, who was sleeping in the class, had no idea that she was recruiting people like this, until the head teacher came to the classroom and called her away.

Han Meng has been staying for several days, and now when she sees Qiao Yimo, there are stars in her eyes.

Regarding this matter, Yu Changze was also very speechless, how did Sister Mo suddenly become the master of Shuimo.

Now that so many people like her, Sister Mo no longer belongs to him alone.

Qiao Yimo, who was sleeping in the class, had no idea what happened outside the door until the head teacher called her to the office.

When she walked around the teaching building, she looked at the hundreds of reporters at the door, all holding binoculars.

The homeroom teacher smiled and said, "Yimo, we really didn't know that you have such a great ability. You are actually the legendary Master Shuimo. It's really shocking. And after seeing your koi painting, I feel that your eyes are not white. !"

The corners of Qiao Yimo's lips twitched slightly when he heard the words, but he didn't speak.

The reporters outside the school only took pictures of Qiao Yimo, no matter how they shouted, Qiao Yimo just refused to look up.

The reporters cursed one by one, "I really want to beat that teacher to death, and stop me from taking pictures of Qiao Yimo."

The atmosphere in the principal's office has also entered a tense and intense state.

The two professors who are usually gentle and refined, now have a falling out, all because of this Qiao Yimo.

The principal wiped his sweat in embarrassment, not knowing whether it was joy or misfortune.

He coughed dryly, and said softly, "Professor Wei, Professor Jiang, you two should get angry first, don't argue, Qiao Yimo will be here later."

The headmaster personally tried to persuade him to make peace, but it was useless, and the professor didn't appreciate it.

Professor Wei stared at Professor Jiang with scarlet eyes, and said angrily: "Your surname Jiang is really a good trick. I started calling the principal last night to say that I appreciate Qiao Yimo, and you came to the school to snatch someone from me? Are you deliberately against me?"

Professor Jiang snorted coldly, "Principal, the guard uncle of your school should be changed. Anyone can be admitted."

Professor Wei couldn't bear it anymore, pointed at Professor Jiang's nose and cursed, "What are you talking about? What do you mean by that?"

Professor Jiang said calmly, "The meaning in the words!"

"Okay, okay, principal, if you don't throw this Jiang out of me today, I'll let you go around Shengxing Academy."

Professor Jiang did not show any weakness, "As a dignified Professor Wei, you will threaten people? What the hell?"

The principal of Shengxing College was confused by these two professors. He kept saying, "Professors, don't worry. Qiao Yimo will be here soon. You two can ask her opinion in person later. Neither the principal nor I can help you." To interfere with her choice." He looked at Professor Wei, "You think so?"

As soon as the principal said this, the two professors were as quiet as chickens.

Having said that, a smart person like Qiao Yimo would want to enroll in a school.

Professor Wei muttered, "Anyway, I don't care. Qiao Yimo must come to my school. Even if she disagrees, she can't go to this school surnamed Jiang."

Finally, the principal reassured Professor Jiang that he was blown up again, "What do you mean by your surname Wei? You can't stop our school from recruiting such talents if the garbage in your own college doesn't have talents like Qiao Yimo?"

"What rubbish? How can you insult me, the Supreme Academy of Fine Arts in City B?"

This time, the two quarreled again.

When the principal had no choice but to persuade him to make peace again, Qiao Yimo appeared at the door of the principal's office.

"Principal, are you looking for me?" Qiao Yimo asked lazily leaning against the door.

The headmaster wrinkled his old face into a ball of chrysanthemums, and said happily, "Yes! Come in quickly."

Seeing and hearing Qiao Yimo's voice, the two professors immediately got up and went forward to greet him.

"Master Shuida, please sit down!" Professor Wei stepped forward to help pull the stool.

"Hello, Master Shui Mo! Please give me your advice when we meet for the first time." Professor Jiang smiled apologetically.

Qiao Yimo nodded, and said softly, "Thank you."

She lazily raised her eyes, her eyes were dim, and she yawned. Looking at the two men in front of her, she said expressionlessly, "What do you want from me?"

"Master Shui Mo, I'm here today to ask if you will come to our Theater Academy?" Professor Wei said politely and respectfully.

Professor Jiang did not show any weakness: "Master Shuimo, coming to our Academy of Painting is the right choice."

The eyes of the two professors were full of expectation and respect.

Qiao Yimo didn't listen to those polite words, only vaguely heard about which school to go to.

"Why should I go?"

Big question marks appeared in Qiao Yi's round eyes.

(End of this chapter)