The Mysterious Heiress: Researcher In Disguise

Fu Zhi also felt that Li Nanli's face was particularly ugly, so he tugged at his sleeves, "Why are you not happy when you seek benevolence?"

"Think for yourself."

After Fu Zhi thought hard for more than ten minutes, Lu Yumo calmed down outside the haunted house, mustered up his courage, and rushed in again, preparing to rescue Fu Zhi, a hostage held by ghosts.

Liu Mi got off the driver's seat, leaving Fu Zhi and Li Nanli behind.

The headlights of the car were on, and there were figures of people under the warm yellow street lights.

Li Nanli's long legs were bent on the seat aggrievedly, and he didn't intend to speak any more.

In the snowy City A, the air was filled with a faint fragrance, and the dim yellow lights illuminated the snowy sky.

Fu Zhi seemed to understand something, "Is it because I joined the cheerleading squad?"

"Ah," the low pressure around Li Nanli's body finally dissipated, "It's not all."

That is also half of the guess, Fu Zhi felt a little bit of a man's heart, Hai Haizhen, "What else?"

Not far away, Wang Yu and his party broke through the haunted house and got out on a roller coaster, screaming across the cold night sky.

Li Nanli leaned over, took an umbrella from the co-pilot's seat, handed it to Fu Zhi, and at the same time pulled him into his arms, rubbing his chin on her shoulder.

Warm breath hit Fu Zhi's ear, Fu Zhi held the umbrella in his hand, and his hand pinched Fu Zhi's wrist, rubbing it lightly.

The snow was getting heavier, and Wang Yu and his party hid under the eaves to count the number of people.

The light inside the car was a little dim, with a bit of moonlight hazy.

He asked Fu Zhi: "My brother and her boyfriend fell into the water together, which one do you save first?"

Fu Zhi: "..."

Very good, send the proposition.

Fu Zhi asked back, "Isn't the original question about who should be rescued first when the boyfriend and mother fall into the water?"

"So, me, your brother, and your mother all fell into the water, which one do you save first?"

Fu Zhi's eyes sparkled: "The policy just introduced by the country, I exercise the obligation to rescue you, but if I don't save my mother first, it will be against the law!"

"Is our love not great enough?"

Li Nanli was expressionless, "You don't even want to break the law for me?"

Fu Zhi: "..."

Should she be willing?

Li Nanli stroked her eyebrows lightly with his fingertips, "Forget it this time, next time..."

"Next time I finish saving my mother, I will save you."

Li Nanli was very satisfied with Fu Zhi's rush to answer. Just as he was about to say something more, he heard the little girl continue: "It's my elder brother, who doesn't have food so much that he can't swim. You should stay away from the river in the future."

There was a kind of persuasion in the tone, and he could only say bluntly that "the food is still addictive".

Li Nanli: "..."

——

When Ye Jiu came out of the haunted house and saw Fu Zhi, he looked at him sharply.

He didn't blame Fu Zhi for leaving him behind and came out of the haunted house first, but——

Ye Jiu pinched Fu Zhi's chin, half-closed her beautiful eyes: "What's wrong with your mouth? Why is it broken?"

"Huh? Accidentally, um... I accidentally bit through the milk tea."

Fu Zhi's ears were red, and he missed Ye Jiu's sight.

"You are a liar."

Ye Jiu poked Fu Zhi's little head, Fu Zhi looked up at him, very sincerely: "I didn't lie to ghosts." Of course I lied to you!

"Tsk."

Snow fell on Ye Jiu's long eyelashes, the boy stopped talking to her, leaned over, put the tip of his nose on Fu Zhi's neck, and sniffed around like a little milk dog.

It was cold in winter, and when Ye Jiu breathed, there was a thin mist in the air.

He reached out and grabbed the back of Fu Zhi's fate.

"What are you doing?"

Fu Zhi reached out to push him.

"Don't move," Ye Jiu said, "I'm wondering if you smell like wild vixen outside."

Fu Zhi: "..."

Ye Jiu leaned over to sniff again, with a serious and serious tone, "Don't let me find out about your puppy love, spend money on the wild vixen outside, and deduct my milk tea money, or I will break all your bank cards, you know? "

Knock fierce JPG.

ruthless!

Fu Zhi's eyes widened in disbelief.

This is more ruthless than breaking a leg! ! !

——

The Lu family has always had access control, and they must go home before ten o'clock in the evening.

Song Fang, Fu Zhi and his party didn't go to KTV to sing, but took a taxi home.

Ye Jiu thought hard all the way, and felt that Fu Zhi's matter was full of doubts.

He had a little temper of his own, opened WeChat, and sent a message to Ye Shiyun, [Did you know? I suspect that Fu Zhi has a dog outside. 】

*

In the middle of the night, a movie shooting scene in city z.

The lights are dazzling and the equipment is well-equipped. In the promenade along the road, there are flowers of various colors, and there is a faint fragrance of flowers in the air.

On the promenade, the assistant director hurriedly trotted all the way, and told the other crew members, "Where's the actress? Have you been urged? Why haven't you come yet?"

The producer heard the sound and came over, "The actress said she is not in good health. She doesn't want to shoot today and wants to rest. She just called."

"Then press again, I must come tonight!"

The assistant director frowned anxiously, tugged at his tie, and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Our little ancestor just came to the set, and he has been waiting for ten minutes, so he has a temper!"

The movie is a costume drama filmed by a relatively well-known new director. Today is the first scene. In the luxurious palace, there are actors coming and going. The leading actors hired by the director all have big wrists. Ask the assistant director: "What did you say?"

The assistant director rolled his eyes, "Ye San, Ye Shiyun."

Alright, now the producer knows, it's that 'one two three'.

He was a little speechless, "As far as his acting skills are concerned, what are you urging? He is also praised by brainless female fans. He is a little hot and really considers himself an actor? I don't even look at which artist in the entertainment industry can like him! I remember the previous paragraph Time movie star Guangyuan is still fighting with him on Weibo? Threatening that if there is Ye San in the entertainment industry, there will be no him?"

"So what, behind Ye San, Fu's side is holding it secretly. Which actor can have a starting point like him. Forget it, you go find someone," the assistant director waved irritably, "I'll go back when I get back." Coax the little ancestor."

Ye Mo talked for a few more minutes, and when the assistant director rushed back to the set, Ye Shiyun was sitting on the back of the chair and looking at his phone.

The incandescent lights in the theater shone on his face, making the young man's skin whiter and more transparent.

The assistant director can actually understand why Ye Shiyun's acting skills are so poor, and why fans insist on supporting him.

Ye Shiyun's fingertips were on the WeChat page. In fact, apart from his poor acting skills, he himself would still arrive on the set on time to shout his lines.

Ye Shiyun sent a "?" to Ye Jiu.

Ye Jiu replied quite quickly, 【Tell me, what do the wild foxes outside like about her? It's not because she is young, because she is rich, and because she is good-looking! 】

【All right, a ruthless puppy love has destroyed my homeland! Fu Zhi changed his mind and turned his face, he will definitely take my milk tea money to the man who raises a dog! 】

Ye Jiu's hand speed is very fast, and he can make a wave of 99+ in a short time.

Ye Shiyun pursed his lower lip, 【Do you think Fu Zhi was cheated out of money? 】

[Yes, that's right! The other party cheated me of my milk tea money! 】

【What's her reaction? ] Ye Shiyun asked suddenly.

[Hehe, lie to me, join hands with the wild monkeys outside to lie to me, have a puppy love, for sure! I don't even know how many bank cards I gave to Wild Monkey, let alone tens of thousands of cups of milk tea! 】

Ye Shiyun snorted expressionlessly, 【Do you still need to send me a special WeChat message for this little money? Do you know how much it will cost me to shoot an advertisement if you delay these few minutes? 】

Ye Jiu: […]

Ye Shiyun said, 【Give me her bank card number, I'll send her some money, I'll take care of the money she was cheated this year, don't send me 99+ messages anymore, I'll spend money to buy you a break . 】

Ye Jiu: […]

Co-authoring your family's puppy love is still a fucking year?

Ye Jiu said expressionlessly: [Go ahead and fight, when your sister is cheated of money, body and heart, don't make me cry! 】

After Ye Jiu finished speaking, Ye Shiyun fell silent.

He seems to have indeed seen a girl who was cheated of money by an online dating on the Internet and couldn't think of jumping off the building.

Wouldn't it be too indulgent for Fu Zhi to spend money like this?

But is Fu Zhi's heart so fragile?

Although not, but things are impermanent.

No, in order for Fu Zhi not to die young, Ye Shiyun felt that he had to catch the plane back to City A to take a look at Fu Zhi tonight.

Ye Shiyun got up and picked up the coat hanging on the hanger.

Only then did the assistant director recover from the beauty, and hurried to catch up, "Where are you going?"

"City A."

"City A?! When will you come back? Is the film still going on? Our heroine will be here soon, take a look..."

"I don't like people who are late, they are very unprofessional." Ye Shiyun, who can only call "one, two, three", made a professional comment, "If she has so many things to do in the follow-up, don't take pictures with me, just cut out pictures and play with me. Let's put her together."

Deputy director:"……"

The assistant director is really fucking convinced.

But listening to Ye San's words, it seemed that there was still room for maneuver, so he leaned forward again, "Are you in trouble in City A? Do you need me to send someone to take you there and help you?"

"Children at home, the period of rebellion has come recently." Ye Shiyun put on a black jacket and said with a blank expression, "I'll go home and beat the children. You're an outsider, why are you just joining in the fun?"

Deputy director:"……"

——

The day Hangyuan went to No. 1 Middle School was Friday, and he had two days off on Saturday and Sunday.

The air pressure in Mu's house is a bit low recently.

Mu Changqing's work became more and more difficult, Mu Chenxi felt sorry for her father, but fortunately Ouyang Ya wanted to help, so Mu Chenxi told Mu Changqing what she had said to Ouyang Ya.

In the past few days, Mu Changqing has been trying to add money and contact Bai Yu to meet him, but to no avail.

Mu Changqing had to admit that, as his daughter said, Bai Yu and Fu Zhi were indeed on good terms with Bai Yu, and it was all thanks to Fu Zhi that Bai Yu did not cooperate with the Mu family.

Hearing Ouyang Ya's plan at this moment, he nodded and agreed without saying a word, "Dad, remember that you added Ye Shiyun's WeChat? You young men and women have common topics. If you invite him to city a, just say that you need it for work. As for the follow-up operations , leave it all to Dad."

"Dad, don't worry." Mu Chenxi said, "I have already sent Ye Shiyun a WeChat message asking him to come to City A. Although his acting skills are not good, he is very hardworking in the crew. He won't look at his phone at work. Wait until He saw it, and he will definitely come to City A."

****

On Monday, it snowed all night in City A, and the next day, as far as the eye could see, it was a large expanse of white.

Fu Zhi, Lu Yumo, and Ye Jiu went to No. 1 Middle School together.

The students from Hangyuan were received by the school's teachers today, and they were arranged in the liberal arts class and the science class respectively.

Probably because Class 21 is really inferior compared to other classes, none of the exchange students came to Class 21.

Fu Zhi was planning to come to the class to look through Ouyang Feng's notes, but the school temporarily notified that all teachers and students in the third year of high school should go to the hall for a meeting first, and then go to the museum in city A to visit the cultural relics in an orderly manner.

Su Xing is still curled up in his seat watching Bai Yu's "Red Sun". City A's No. 1 Middle School has always had the habit of reading it early.

Today's morning reading is the time for Chinese teacher Fan Gaoda, because visiting the museum in city a was a temporary request from Hangyuan, Fan Gaoda was suddenly appointed by director Liu as a guide, and took the school students to the museum to visit the cultural relics.

To be honest, Fan Gaoda is about forty years old this year. Compared with Ma Mingquan's good temper, he is just a pipi shrimp, the kind who makes students feel uncomfortable if he doesn't piss him off.

The appointment as a guide this time was also due to Director Liu's many considerations.

Few of the students in the school have never been to the museum in City A.

The geographical location is not large, but there are many cultural relics.

Fan Gaoda prepared a hand card and roughly did his homework in front of the podium of Class 21.

Before going to the museum, the students of the school should go to the auditorium in advance to listen to Director Liu's words about related matters, such as "watch the traffic lights when crossing the road, and pay attention to safety".

Fu Zhi didn't want to listen to these scenes, let alone go to the museum. As soon as she said her thoughts, Fan Gaoda gave him a sharp look, "It's fine for some little girls not to accept the artistic influence of the writer Bai Yu, and the school group activities are also fine." Not participating!"

He slammed his hand card on the table: "I don't even look at my Chinese test score! You can go to the museum! Go to me every day! Read the history well for me and feel the influence of historical precipitation. I still don't believe it, you can still give me a zero score in Chinese?!"

Fu Zhi: "..."

Why did I score zero in the test? Did you get no points for marking me?

Didn't you give me a zero score together with other teachers?

As a Chinese teacher, Fan Gaoda really does not have a clear self-positioning like a math teacher.

In the end, Fu Zhi put her small schoolbag on her back, and stopped arguing with Fan Gaoda, and followed in the last row of the class, rushing to the assembly hall in an orderly manner.

Class 21 was the last to enter the venue with a capacity of a thousand people, because today they were going to the museum to see the cultural relics, and the time was relatively urgent, and the speech on the stage had already started for a long time.

When Fu Zhi arrived, the microphone was handed to Ouyang Ya at some point.

"I believe that you all went online some time ago and saw related reports about Mr. Fu of the Fu Group. I personally also admire Mr. Fu's attitude towards Chinese cultural relics and his way of dealing with the old Ford family. I am very fortunate to have a good relationship with Mr. Fu Some friends, Mr. Fu also gave gifts to the school I invested in."

Ouyang Ya turned around and said something to Wu Zhiheng. Soon, Wu Zhiheng projected the PPT made by Hangyuan on the screen.