My imagination has come true

Chapter 21 Gifts
Mu Qingyun sighed faintly, scratched his hair in anxiety, and a lot fell out.

The heroine has not yet appeared.

When he appeared in front of the heroine, the hero was already a very good, very good person.Obviously, Gao Xiaowei's current appearance is far from meeting the standard of a male lead.

After winking at Jia Junhao, Mu Qingyun took out his mobile phone and wrote all the plots in their wechat group.

Tapping the screen made her fingers hurt.

Qiao Qing and Lou Fang didn't take it seriously after reading it.

Lou Fang even posted a lot of 'hahahaha'!
Mu Qingyun: "..."

She glanced at it. Teacher Zhang and the others were still outside the door. They directly told the class monitor to go to the bathroom, walked to the back of the stairs, and started a video conference.

Qiao Qing and Lou Fang occupied a huge desk alone, smiling at Mu Qingyun while working.

Both of them looked quite calm.

"We're clearly using Tianhu's script, what's Ah Qing afraid of!"

Qiao Qing raised his head and smiled, without stopping to correct his pile of documents, he casually proposed one, two, three, four, five... various plans.

This included searching Gao Xiaowei's home and stealing the incense.

Mu Qingyun: "..."

Doesn't she think it's immoral? Anyway, a person like Mr. Qiao has his own set of rules, and the social conventions are not binding on him, but not very much.

It is the fragrance that others probably cannot see.

Mr. Qiao also mentioned some other auxiliary means, such as telling Gao Xiaowei directly through various measures, even if she didn't say anything that would hurt others, the way things were done would directly hurt others.

Since this incense has survived until now, it is obvious that its previous owner did not use it, at least he did not use it up, and probably understood its origin.

Mu Qingyun is silent, will the other party give up this desire because of this?
she does not know.

Anyway, if it was her, maybe she would always be ready to move at first, but as long as she is sure that the result will really bring such a big harm, she will never get dizzy.

"I remember a fairy tale, the god descended to earth dressed as a beggar, and went to live in rich and poor homes. The poor entertained him warmly, but the rich drove away the god."

"The god gave the poor three wishes to make the poor live a happy life. The rich were jealous and chased after the god. He also gave him three wishes. The god agreed, but what happened?"

This is a fairy tale. Of course, the rich do not end well. The more they wish, the worse they become. In the end, these three wishes are wasted, and they also lose their own property.

Lou Fang smiled and said: "He is in the open, we are in the dark, but Ah Qing will know in advance what he will do, so why worry?"

"I have a lot of ways to force him to come true and do no harm, but five chances are nothing."

"With Ah Qing, we are already invincible."

Qiao Qing also said with a smile: "This incense works, and it's basically the word 'coincidence'. As a person, I have been used to fighting against the fate since I was a child, and I have never lost in a hard fight, even if I finally need to fight hard. I carry it."

Mu Qingyun: "..."

Fine.

Anyway, being comforted by Mr. Qiao and Teacher Xiaofang in such a different way, she also felt that it was just that, and there was no need to bother her.

Strange to say, the thought of such a golden finger falling into someone else's hands horrifies one's hair.

But if it is really in my hands, I am afraid I will be a little happy.

"Actually, isn't it good to make some wishes that you can become smarter, healthier, and live longer?"

Mu Qingyun couldn't hold back, and thought for a while how she would use such a wishing incense after she got it.

Seeing that it has such unlimited means to make lies become true, it cannot be used indiscriminately. Perhaps it would be more appropriate to brag about some bulls limited to oneself?

Mu Qingyun fantasized about having a beautiful face, a smart brain, and being able to learn things quickly, and then suddenly realized that although she is not beautiful now, the more she uses her brain, the smarter she becomes...

"Well."

At the beginning, she obviously felt that 'Heaven rewards those who work hard' was more at ease than 'Pie from the sky', but now she suddenly became 'wishful'.

After recovering, Mu Qingyun was urged by Qiao Qing to hang up the phone and told her to go back to class.

"Ah Qing, don't let these things disrupt our rhythm."

Qiao Qing said with a smile, "We do what we have to do, and treat these things as entertainment, it's no big deal."

Mu Qingyun nodded, suddenly felt relieved, the plot, the heroine, Mu Aizhen, Gao Xiaowei, all became unimportant.

Back in the classroom, Mu Qingyun reached for the recording pen, put on the earphones, and was about to listen to the exercise precautions that Teacher Zhang said, when Jia Junhao picked up the note in his hand and handed it over.

"You still have to learn to be flexible."

Mu Qingyun glanced at it, and he concluded that it was concise and comprehensive, and the only problem was that it was all written in German.

"..."

This is called a workaround?
Mu Qingyun was silent for a moment, grabbed the sticky note and took it over, took the dictionary written by Jia Junhao and tried to read it.

Wang Mengmeng glanced at Mu Qingyun, blinked her long eyelashes, looked around like a thief, her face flushed.

Unlike in junior high school, in high school, the students were very sensitive to which boy got close to which girl, as if a chord suddenly grew in everyone's heart.

Although Mr. Jia is a teacher now, he looks a few years older and handsome!

Wang Mengmeng glanced at the new teacher, and took a closer look. Zhao Yang was worse than him in terms of appearance and temperament.

If Wang Mengmeng had a discussion with Mu Qingyun at this time, she would tell the little girl that Zhao Yang lived another 30 years and became famous. If he still had his current appearance, without baldness and belly, he might be able to compare with Jia Junhao.

Although she didn't know the origin of Jia Junhao, but just because he was able to pay Mr. Qiao [-] million in liquidated damages, she also knew that what he did was extraordinary.He must also be a character with many experiences and stories.

Not long after, Teacher Zhang returned and sent out a disaster drill notice, which he asked to take home and sign. Tomorrow is the day for the [-]th High School's disaster drill, so today he simply dismissed school early.

Jia Junhao picked up their schoolbags and said with a smile, "Let's go somewhere."

"not going home?"

Before going to school today, Mu Qingyun deliberately cleaned up the kitchen at home.

"Teacher Xiao Fang said he was going to drive to the mountains. The chickens raised by his aunt were all fat. They grew up eating only wolfberry leaves and worms. They also fed a lot of good things, which are very nourishing."

Mu Qingyun quietly took out her mobile phone, she definitely shouldn't bring it to school, and Mr. Qiao specially asked someone to prepare a mobile phone made of a calculator for her as a backup.

However, the investigation is still not strict at present. The first year of high school is no better than the third year of high school. Students secretly carry mobile phones and the like. As long as they are not used in class, they are generally rarely found.

Loufang posted a lot of photos on WeChat, in addition to five butchered chickens with fresh and tender meat, there were also a large handful of sausages, two black pig knuckles, and a heavy old ham.

Various dishes began to appear in Mu Qingyun's mind.

Jia Junhao: "Suck it up...let him eat by himself. I'll take you to some activities."

The two came out from the back door of the school and walked slowly towards the Qiao's headquarters building.

Walking under Qiao's huge billboard, Jia Junhao suddenly asked, "What kind of clothes and shoes did the seventh person we see wear when we came out of school?"

Mu Qingyun: "... an old man?"

Jia Junhao smiled: "How old are you?"

"Sixty or seventy?"

Mu Qingyun thought about it.

Jia Junhao nodded: "The article is not right, the full score is [-], and I can give you [-] to comfort and comfort you."

Well, barely a zero egg.

Although she didn't understand why she was being questioned about such a thing.

While thinking, Mu Qingyun followed Jia Junhao up the steps, not far to the east of the billboard.

This is a boxing gym with a large scale, and there are many students doing basic training.

"The boxing gym is Mr. Fang's birthday gift in March. Have you seen the two coaches on the stage who are bandaging the students? One is last year's Tianlan Yongsheng Cup and the Memorial Cup Double Champion, and the other is the youngest Four crowns, the two of them are Mr. Fang's birthday present in June."

"And the Tomorrow Cafe next to it is his birthday present in September."

Jia Junhao sighed, "Our little President Fang can celebrate his birthday at any time, at least seven or eight times a year."

Mu Qingyun stared blankly for a while, and sighed: "No wonder his book doesn't make much money, but he donates the manuscript fee generously."

If she gets a lot of money for her birthday, she is also willing to help others every day.

(End of this chapter)