The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

  Chapter 313 Fool (two more)

  Qu Feitai smiled and walked over, and his fingers flicked lightly on top of her head: "Little sycophants."

Mingchen covered his head: "I am not, I mean, brother Qu, you will definitely become a very powerful person in the future, but because you are too young, plus you are too handsome, those superficial People only see your appearance and cannot see your talents. If you look ugly, everyone will find your incredible talents through your ugly appearance. So, people are most likely to be confused by your appearance. I only want to believe what the eyes see, it's not your fault, it's their fault."

  The little girl’s eyes were shining like stars in the dark night sky.

  Qu Feitai was stunned, and said with a smile: "You little girl, it makes sense to speak."

   "That's what my second sister taught, and the Diamond Sutra says: All useful methods are like dream bubbles, such as dew and electricity, and you should observe the same way."

  The appearance of shaking his head and shaking his head is really cute.

   "Brother Qu, don't be unhappy for those who are irrelevant, you have to think more about happy things."

  Qu Feitai looked at Ming Chen’s bright eyes, smiled and touched her head: "You are very lucky."

  Some people live a lifetime, but no girl is as transparent as a girl.

   "Of course, I am a baby who is blessed by the lucky god." Ming Chen patted his chest confidently.

Suddenly, Qu Feitai's inspiration flashed. He took out a pen and paper from his bag, and sat down to start writing and drawing. He looked very serious, frowned, confused for a while, thinking for a while, Mingchen looked from a distance and didn't dare to go up. Before hitting Rao, he sat quietly on the side.

  Brother Qu looks serious, really handsome.

  Mingchen took out the phone and secretly took a photo. He was happy for a long time by himself.

  After a while, Mingti came to deliver dinner. After eating, he continued to write. He didn't know when Mingchen left.

  ——

  Mingjing asked the school for half a month's leave. The school took care of her body euphemistically, and naturally it should do everything else.

  Mingjing has obtained the qualification of Huaqing University to be recommended, but on this basis, it still needs to take all the high school courses. After being approved by the school in March of the next year, the application will be submitted to the recommended university and wait for approval.

  The exam at the end of December is directly linked to the graduation certificate. This Der Spiegel must take the exam.

  After a day of fermentation on the Internet, the popularity of Der Spiegel was unprecedented, and even the host Cao Yue took this opportunity to become popular.

  Countless people flocked to her Weibo to ask about the situation and the safety of Der Spiegel.

   Cao Yue didn't dare to talk nonsense, so she could only remain silent.

  The company has a special public relations department to solve this problem. At 8 o'clock in the evening, the company directly issued a statement on the official website, briefly speaking about the matter, and bluntly saying that there is no major problem with Ming Spiegel's body, so that the public can rest assured.

  Later, Jiangzhou police issued a notice announcing that the case had been solved.

  This efficiency is really a bit high, but the public loves it.

  -Zhao Qian? Where is the deflated calf, a big man has such vicious tricks, suicide is too cheap for him.

——I will give you some popular science about this Zhao Qian. He is the nephew of the aunt of the largest Hei force in Jiangzhou. The relationship is a little bit complicated. You only need to know that he is a local person. It is rumored that the owner behind the horse club is Everyone calls him Master Xiao. It’s rumored to be very young and handsome. After all, I’ve never seen it or know it. The rumors are all that way. This boss is covering the sky with one hand in the local area. The image of Mingjing is too positive. Chairman Ma Hui, how did Master Xiao swallow this breath, and then there will be today's drama, the water in the middle is deep, well, my account won't be kept, goodbye.

  ——How did you smell the conspiracy?

  ——No, my Mirror is so kind, how can I fight the evil forces? Don't do anything wrong.

  ——Evil is invincible and righteous, wait, the light of righteous way will surely kill all the bad guys in one go.

——I’m from Jiangzhou. I testified. I had the honor to meet Master Xiao once. He was very, very handsome, and had a lot more flavor than small fresh meat. Heibang boss X gentle and kind daughter, the interweaving of good and evil, good and Evil fight, ah ah ah, it's so good... I'm sorry I am guilty and I repent.

  ——Upstairs...I also want to smash, so I feel so broken.

  ——A group of nympho, right and wrong, you should be taken to the cesspit and brainwashed.

Regardless of online speculation, this case can be regarded as the past. After this battle, the Xiaoye and Qinglonghui of Jiangzhou also appeared in front of the public for the first time. How does it cover the sky with one hand? Paper can't contain fire, and no matter how fast you delete posts online, it can't stop the spreading of ten to ten.

  While condemning the evil forces, the general public squeezed sweat for Ming Jing.

After a whole night, the Internet was calm, and the name of Der Spiegel was not found in the hot search. Everything that happened yesterday seemed like an illusion. Days move forward, and the public’s forgetfulness is the fastest, and it will soon be replaced by new things. Interest.

   "Second sister and second sister, you have to drink this bowl of tonic soup." Ming Chen ran in with a bowl of soup.

  Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the sun was shining brightly, Ming Jing was kneeling on the futon, the table in front of him was burning with sandalwood, and a page of a yellowed scripture was blown by the wind.

  Mingjing looked down at the bowl in front of him...the so-called big tonic soup that didn't look very good.

   "Did you make it?"

  Mingchen’s eyeballs gurgled around: “Yes, I boiled it. I boiled it for three hours. I put a lot of precious Chinese herbal medicines. Sister, please drink it quickly.”

  Mingjing pinched a spoon and scooped up the soup: "Cordyceps sinensis, century-old ginseng, snowy ganoderma, donkey-hide gelatin bird's nest antler..."

  Ming Jing couldn’t help but hooked her lips, raised her eyes and glanced at Ming Chen who was eagerly eager: “Whoever gave it to you, you give it to him, let him drink it himself.”

  Ming Chen's eyes rounded, and he stammered: "Who...who?"

  Mingchen didn't have the courage to look straight into Mingjing’s eyes and lowered his head: “I knew I couldn’t hide it from the second sister.”

  "Nourishment pays attention to mildness, such a brain-mixing, not tonic, it is harmful, you give it to him, just say that I said it, you watch him drink it with your own eyes."

  Mingchen said pitifully: "Second Sister, Brother Qu has been guarding himself for a long time. His fingers are all burned out, so you can pity him for a lot of pains..."

  Ming Jing shook his head: "So many precious medicinal materials, can't be wasted, don't you think so?"

  Mingjing's voice was very gentle, Mingchen shivered, honestly picked up the bowl of soup, turned around and walked out with heavy steps.

  Mingjing shook his head slightly, and the corners of his lips slightly hooked.

  This fool...

   "Second Sister said, if you want to watch you drink it with your own eyes, you must not waste it." Ming Chen said with a sullen head.

   "Brother Qu, the second sister is very smart, I said I can't hide it from her."

  Qu Feitai took the bowl of soup, gritted his teeth, and drank it all.

  Ming Chen said in surprise: "Brother Qu..."

  This, this, how can this be good.

  Ming Chen's eyes rounded, and suddenly pointed at Qu Feitai and screamed: "Brother Qu, you...you have a nosebleed."

  Qu Feitai felt a blood surge in his forehead, his whole body was hot and uneasy, and there seemed to be hot things flowing out of his nose.

   Reached out and touched the blood in one hand.

  Qu Feitai’s face turned pale in shame.

  But soon he was reddened by the rising blood, Qu Feita felt that he could squeeze a cow to death with his bare hands...

  He looked at the blood in his hand, like a magic switch, and those memory fragments suddenly flashed in his mind.

  Qu Feitai shook his body and stood firmly on the wall behind him.

   shook his head. He wanted to drive away those memories, but he seemed to be rooted and couldn't drive away.

   "Ah..." Qu Feita held his head and knelt on the ground with a long cry in pain.

  Mingchen was shocked by his appearance. Fortunately, he didn’t give the second sister a drink, so he turned and ran, yelling, “Second sister, something happened...”

  As soon as he went out, he almost hit the opponent.

  Mingchen looked up in surprise when he saw the skirt that looked like a picture of the moon, and said, "Second Sister, come on, Brother Qu has an accident."

  Ding Jing stepped in without a hassle, and from a distance saw the young man kneeling on the ground, facing the blood in his hands, the handsome face was full of regret.

  Ming Jing frowned and walked slowly in front of him.

  The young man was stunned, and suddenly stretched out his hand to grab the skirt in front of him, a big **** handprint was printed on the white skirt, like a red plum in the snow, as bright and dazzling.

   "Yes... I'm sorry..." He made a hoarse voice from his throat with difficulty.

  (End of this chapter)