The Villain Is Too Cute

At first in the examination room, Jiang Mingqin looked at the blank manuscript paper and the test paper exuding the smell of printing ink. After she got the paper, she read it over and over several times. After thinking hard, her mind was still blank. Because of being too nervous, all the previous mathematical formulas appeared in front of me, but none of them seemed to fit.

She knew then that she was completely finished.

So there is no need to pretend, her face is terribly pale, her hand holding the pen is trembling, and her heart repeatedly wonders how she should faint. In the examination room, everyone is racing against time to do the test. The state is very abrupt.

The invigilator noticed her at a glance, and before he could take a few more glances, he saw the girl fainted lying on the table.

The young invigilator panicked suddenly. He is an ordinary teacher in a nearby middle school. This is the first year of invigilating the exam. He hasn't encountered a coma in the exam room, so he is quite a bit like an enemy, and he strode over. He patted the **** the shoulder and said with concern: "Classmates, classmates, are you feeling well?"

He only took two shots, and the force was very gentle, but as the thin white arms fell, the girl's thin body suddenly fell to the ground like a broken kite, her eyes closed tightly, revealing a beautiful face His face was as pale as paper, and his lips were not even bloody. The weak breathing as if the symptoms were not good caused the examination room to exclaim.

Because someone suddenly fell to his side, the boy at the next table was so scared that he screamed, and the stationery boxes filled with things fell all over the floor.

When the young invigilator saw this, he was so frightened that he didn't know how to put his hands and feet. He wondered in life, did he really be rude just now? Why did the examinee fall when he touched it? Another experienced veteran invigilator frowned, stepped forward with training, helped him up, and asked a few words, classmates, how are you doing? Can you persist?

After repeated inquiries and no answers, an ambulance was called. After all, the girl's appearance in a coma looks very serious. They always have some ordinary first aid medicine in the examination room, and they can only send people to the hospital. Otherwise, who knows what the girl is. If the treatment is not timely, they may have to recite it. On the responsibility of delaying treatment.

The arrival of the ambulance caused an uproar in the quiet campus. The students in the other examination rooms heard the noise. For a while, their minds were a little fluctuating, and they couldn't help thinking: Someone fainted, it was because of bad health. , I fainted by eating something in the morning, or the difficulty of this year's test questions is so terrible that I fainted? So they couldn't help turning back one by one to see the big math problems behind them.

Yin Minglu was not disturbed. After seeing the stretcher carried in the corridor and the face of the **** the stretcher, he withdrew his eyes disinterestedly, continued to write quietly, and repeated calculations on the manuscript paper, one by one. Junxiu's handwriting appeared on the scroll, very pleasing to the eye.

He had guessed that Jiang Mingqin would come here. When the whole class was assembled in the morning, the girl looked at her from time to time, biting her lip in resentment, her face tight, her eyes wandering, and she was absent-minded even when someone was talking to her. It didn't look like he was going to the exam room at all, but he was planning something.

At that time he knew that this girl must be doing something again, so it was not surprising. I guess I knew I couldn't pass him, and even knew I could only take a normal university, so I simply gave up this qualification to avoid his edge. When I talked about it, I had an excuse to answer. I was unwell, so I didn’t play well. After all, she didn’t even play on the court. She probably fainted when she first entered the examination room and wrote a name. Who knows her level, someone asked. At the beginning, believe it or not, she can only let her tongue shine.

Except for teachers and classmates, no one knows that she has no intention of studying in the past six months, so her level has dropped drastically.

After Yin Minglu finished the test paper, he turned back to the first page and checked it carefully. After making sure that there were no mistakes, he cleared the table and stepped out of the examination room calmly.

He was not the first person to leave the exam room. As soon as he left the school gate, he saw someone surrounded by reporters. Faced with a large number of microphones, the candidate scratched his head, his dark face blushed, and he seemed a little embarrassed.

Yin Minglu glanced at the TV reporters, then decisively lowered his hat, put on his school uniform, and took a detour, but his appearance was too conspicuous, and he was quickly discovered.

"Ah! It's Yin Minglu! He is there!" Someone had sharp eyes and could easily see through Yin Minglu's disguise.

"Where?" Another reporter immediately looked up, grabbed his camera, and looked around.

"It's the one in the hat! I recognize his shoes, and he showed them on Weibo!" This person kissed with confidence, and the reporter colleagues present instantly picked up spears and cannons, and rushed in stride.

"I found it, the director, the director, open the live broadcast room!" This colleague was a step late, could not find a place to plug in, and immediately cried to the live broadcast room.

Within half a minute, Yin Minglu fell into the circle of reporters, all of them were beaten up with blood, and he moved the microphone in front of him, and the flashlight flashed like an artificial day.

Outside the reporter's encirclement, there is another group of passersby watching the fun and eating melons, and the limelight seems to be watching some celebrity. Yin Minglu was completely unable to move, so he could only helplessly stop and accept the interview. As far as he is concerned, this is all commonplace.

Most reporters were still very polite, and could not restrain their excited smiles while asking several questions.

Reporter A: "Student Yin, you just finished taking a math in the morning. Do you think this year's math is difficult?"

Yin Minglu: "It's okay."

Reporter B: "Do you really have the business of checking scores for the college entrance examination?"

Yin Minglu: "Just kidding."

Reporter C: "Which school do you plan to take? You won a prize in New Zealand for your game last year, and Mr. Yin donated a huge sum of money to the local area. If you were admitted to your favorite school this time, would Mr. Yin have anything? Means?" God knows, everyone likes this kind of rich people who are in a good mood and scatter their money for charity.

Yin Minglu pondered for a while, and then said: "My dad seems to have said that no matter which school I became an alumnus, I will donate teaching buildings to that school." He has almost forgotten the original words, only remembered that Yin Yunqiu consulted him and donated it. Hearing whether the teaching building should be named after him, he quickly refused because of the shame it might bring. He usually shows off his wealth and goes to show off his wealth, but he doesn't have the kind of flaws in the circle that donate to any elementary school to call his own name.

As soon as his voice fell, a voice from the crowd hurriedly said: "Then Peking University welcomes you!"

It caused a roar of laughter.

Of course, there are also discordant questions in a group of gentle and homely questioning interactions. A reporter desperately shrank his beer belly, squeezed into the interview circle with enough strength, came to Yin Minglu, and suddenly raised a question: "President Xiao Yin, according to the news we received, he was just sent to the hospital. The girl student and you are in the same class. Her condition seems to be very serious. Will you visit her in the hospital soon?"

Yin Minglu replied politely: "Yes, but wait for the college entrance examination."

Hearing this, the reporter seemed to have caught some of his speech loopholes or handles, and immediately said in a sharp tone: "Why wait for the college entrance examination? Isn't it possible now? Last year, a girl had her menstrual period and was in the examination room with pain. A boy who had never known him carried him on his back and eagerly rushed him to the hospital. As classmates, you have a fellowship for nearly three years. Are you so cold-blooded and ruthless? You even do such trivial things as you visit your classmates in the hospital. Not?"

This aggressive question seems to be okay at first glance. If the student is ill, you should see it, but if you study it carefully, you will find that it means "moral kidnapping". If you don't go, you will be accused of indifference. , Selfish, heartless, and use human feelings as a weapon to force you to make a statement.

This technique is really **** familiar. An Meijun used the method used by the original owner in his childhood. Knowing that he is not a big or small now, he is also a public figure. My daughter had an accident in the exam room, so I wanted him to give up the exam because of the delay, or had an "accident" on the road?

Under everyone's gaze, Yin Minglu's eyes were dark and silent. Before he could express his attitude, his real classmates stood up and helped him speak.

"Hey, comrade reporter, you are weird? We also have a very important Chinese exam in the afternoon. How can we have time to visit?"

"Yes, yes, and classmate Jiang has been sent to the hospital. Her parents will take care of her. Why do classmate Yin go to see her? He is not classmate Jiang’s boyfriend, nor is he a doctor or nurse. What's the use of medicine to cure the disease?

Yes, what is the use of the boy, can it be a wooden stake? It might as well not go!

The people who had been confused by the reporter in a few words seemed to be awakened and realized this problem.

"That's it, don't bother him, OK? This kind of problem is really unreasonable."

At this time, the benefits of excellent popularity were manifested. A group of students rushed to whitewash him. The reporter's face went blue and white, and finally blushed. Standing in the same place seemed embarrassing, and he just defended himself:" It’s not like that, I just think..."

As a client, Yin Minglu didn't speak from the beginning to the end, but under the other's profound eyes, it seemed as if a chill had climbed up his back, making people unable to breathe. The reporter's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally annihilated. Dingly left the interview circle.

On the other side, in the hospital.

Jiang Mingyao rushed to the hospital because of her sister's sudden fainting. He couldn't pick up the teenager. So he called another life assistant, Xiao Wang, and asked the other person to pick up the other person. By the way, he had to stare at the other person's lunch at noon. The weather was hot and dry. , Don’t be greedy for cold and eat ice, don’t drink too much soup or water for lunch, let alone spicy and cold, to avoid diarrhea, which affects the performance of the exam.

Xiao Wang responded obediently on his face, but murmured in secret, what's the situation with Brother Jiang, he is just a driver and assistant, how can he control the boss so much.

Under the guardianship of the family, Jiang Mingqin, who was "unconscious", woke up leisurely. In fact, she really fell asleep accidentally. So in the view of father and mother Jiang, her daughter couldn't wake up at all. The situation is It's really serious. After finally waking up, the couple was afraid that their daughter would feel uncomfortable. After all, the college entrance examination is a major event in life. Can normal students feel uncomfortable if they miss it?

So they thoughtfully comforted their daughter, saying that if you missed it this year, it's okay. It's a big deal to go back to school for another year. In the second year, you will take care of your body and take the exam, and you will definitely be able to perform well.

Jiang Mingqin was stunned by the words, her nails couldn't help but tighten the white sheets underneath, she thought to herself, this couple are really nosy. She pretended to be sick because she didn't want to take the exam. Called uncle to help her conceal her condition. Anyway, the Yin family will buy her a university, where does it take her hard work to repeat her studies? If you go, you might be laughed at.

But she was really afraid that the Jiang family would force her to repeat the study, so she gritted her teeth and simply did not stop doing it, and directly exposed the truth.

Now the Jiang family is in chaos, because the daughter didn’t know what she saw after reading her physical examination report. The small face, which was as white as a piece of paper, became whiter, and her delicate face was like tears. Next, it seemed that I was so sorrowful that I could not restrain myself, and then it seemed as if I had exhausted all my strength and cried: "Dad! Mom! Brother! So I am not your biological daughter, not your biological sister! I was adopted by you. is not it?"

The two couples of the Jiang family were blindfolded in an instant, "Why are you not our daughter?" They took care of them since they were young, how could they hold the wrong one?

A trace of injury flashed across the girl’s face. She covered her face and whispered: "Don’t lie to me anymore. Our blood types don’t match at all. My father is blood type AB. How could I give birth to type O? I’m sure. Was it carried by you from other places, didn't you?"

what! ? Except for Jiang Mingyao, who already knew the truth, Jiang's father and Jiang's mother were shocked, and their minds suffered a strong shock. But the things that make them even more frantic are yet to come. No matter how they explain that their daughter was not adopted by them, or even if they are not biological parents, they will not abandon you. The girls are waving their sharp paws and red. She was tearing the sheets on the hospital bed, crying and screaming constantly, saying that she was going to find her biological parents.

Before Jiang's father and Jiang's mother had time to be heartbroken, they were only one of the first two years old. Knowing that the youngest daughter is weak, seeing that she is emotional now, she didn't dare to stimulate her, so she could only calm her down. But the more comforted, the more excited the girl was, and the more howling she cried. All of a sudden, the ward jumped for a while.

On the other hand, An Meijun repeated the same trick.

Lying weakly on the plain white hospital bed, she stretched out a slender hand that was soft and boneless towards Yin Yunqiu, as if she wanted to reach out and grab the most memorable and passionate man in her life.

Yin Yunqiu gave her a cold look, avoided, and said to the doctor: "You mean, Miss Ann fainted with anemia. You did an examination and found that the child she gave birth to, and the blood type of me and her. Neither match, I suspect Minglu is not my biological child, is it?"

The man raised his hands and made a gesture of no anger and prestige, stared at by those sharp and cold phoenix eyes, An Meijun's uncle was in a moment of embarrassment, feeling as if he had been seen through. But remembering the niece’s request, I can only bite the bullet and play the trick: “Yes, it’s really a coincidence. The blood types of the young master, his wife and husband do not match, and I suspect that they held the wrong one back then. Our hospital moved last year. Once, I lost a lot of archive records, so it might be a bit troublesome to find it, but it's a man-made thing, and Mr. Yin will definitely be able to find his own flesh and blood."

Before Yin Yunqiu had time to sneer, An Meijun's body was crumbling. She covered her heart, and Chu Chu said pitifully: "Yun Qiu, you may not believe it, but my heart hurts very much now. I seem to have sensed a girl, we His biological child has been suffering for eighteen years and he did not know where he was. Minglu didn’t know whose child it was. It turned out that we had the wrong hold back then. Because of my blood nature, it’s no wonder that I was close to Minglu back then. Can't get up."

Have you started to wash yourself white now? Don't forget to put eye drops on his son who is still in the examination room at this time.

Letting her cry for a long time, Yin Yunqiu's face was cold, as if watching a performance that had nothing to do with him, until the other party got involved in Minglu, he said solemnly: "You really don't know where your daughter is?"

Suddenly when asked, An Meijun was stunned, tears still in her eyes, and forgot to cry for a while, she grinned and smiled awkwardly: "Yes, yeah, that is my biological daughter. If I had known it, how could it be? Let her live alone at a young age, after all, it is my own flesh and blood."

But the more he talked, the man did not give the slightest response from the beginning to the end. An Meijun was nervous and raised his eyes uneasy, but he faced the man’s dark, dark pupils, his face was as cold as frost and aura. It was fierce like a bald eagle on the top of a mountain, and a storm was brewing in her eyes, staring closely at her.

An Meijun was so scared that he couldn't speak, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his heart was up and down. He kept thinking, what does Yun Qiu mean, do you not believe what she said?

As if he was giving an ultimatum, the man's pupils darkened and his tone was cold: "I'll ask you one more question, you really don't know? No one has seen it before, but when I asked casually, you are sure you are a daughter."

The air was frozen.

An Meijun breathed, knowing where she had lost, and her feelings returned to her feelings, but her tone was too determined, as if she already knew the other party's gender, age and appearance.