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Chapter 180

"Shi Nian, I..."

Mu Shinian didn't even look at her. He wiped her at will, bent over, picked up all the steamed stuffed buns on the ground, packed them, and then walked into the campus.

Tong Wanzhi doesn't like admiring the time, but it's not to the extent of abuse.

At this meeting, seeing her like this, I was also annoyed: "Shi Nian, I'm not..."

"You stop!" Unfortunately, before she could catch up, she was stopped by the guard.

The guard looked at her up and down and smiled sarcastically: "I've seen many parents like you. The child is still young. Just talk to her and beat people. It's strange that your children are not unfamiliar with you."

Tong Wanzhi saw mu Shinian go away, and he couldn't keep up.

After she was mercilessly bombarded away by the security guard, her sight fell on the stall of soybean milk on the ground, and there were a few blood stains. She frowned hard, and her sight fell on the wide school gate. She always felt that something was gradually disappearing.

……

Mu Shinian went to the infirmary to dress up. When the bell rang in the fourth class, he finally appeared in the classroom.

Ye Ling looked at her in surprise: "I thought you weren't coming. I didn't answer your phone."

"Something has delayed." The little episode just now had no effect on her.

Mu Shinian put his schoolbag away, sat back on his seat, took out a book from his desk and spread it out on the table.

Ye Ling looked at her hand and said in surprise, "what's the matter? How are you hurt? Is it serious?"

"I fell accidentally." Mu Shinian withdrew his hand and gave a simple massage twice.

Ye Ling was relieved when she said she fell. "That's good. I thought you were fighting with someone again."

That's interesting.

Mu Shinian replied lazily: "am I in a hurry? If I have nothing to do, I'll find someone to fight?"

Ye Ling laughed twice and came out: "it's really not like, oh, by the way, this."

Ye Ling took out a piece of paper from the drawer and patted it in front of her.

Mu Shinian looked down. It was a violin competition.

The above information has been signed except for my signature.

Mu Shinian pushed the paper forward: "No."

"Why not go." Ye Ling pushed the paper forward again: "don't you know how to play the violin? You can try it. If you win the prize, you can see how much the bonus is. Moreover, as long as you can get the first place, you can become a student of the international class. At that time, you will go abroad to tour with those people!"

Mu Shinian clubbed his chin and had no interest: "no, I can't play well. If I go, I'll give my head away."

"Hey, you can't say that." Ye Ling is like a wolf grandmother who abducts and sells Little Red Riding Hood, "Although the competition is related to the accumulation of exercise at ordinary times, it still depends on the mentality when you get to the stadium. Otherwise, why do so many dark horses come out? Don't you think so? It doesn't matter if you don't have good skills at ordinary times. In case everyone misses, you can play normally. Isn't it a win?"

Mu Shinian looked at her speechless: "you don't look at those chicken soup texts. They are not clear by the residual poison."

Ye Ling stretched out a finger and shook it twice as if it were serious: "I call it rough. Anyway, you have to attend. I've already signed for you."

Mu Shinian is really not interested in this game.

She sighed and nodded helplessly at the big eyes of Shangye Ling, who was unable to shine. "OK, I'll go and send a head."

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