Interstellar baby care letter

Chapter 281 Repeated Intellectual Brain Communications ([-])

It was Lin Yunyun calling.

Nan Shu glanced at Lu Xuan and picked it up.

"Nanshu?" Lin Yunyun said.

"Grandma Lu, it's me."

The voice from Zhinao disappeared for a few seconds, and Lin Yunyun's gentle and caring voice sounded, "We all know the news on the Internet, don't worry, we will take care of it."

In the quiet office, Lin Yunyun's voice was extremely clear.

Nan Shu bent her eyes, and Shui Xing glanced at Lu Xuan.

Sure enough, it's not that one family doesn't enter the other family. The family's protective and domineering temperament is really similar.

Lu Xuan obviously heard Lin Yunyun's words, she bent her lips, and raised her deep magnetic voice, which came into her mind: "Grandma, don't worry, Shushu and I will take care of it."

There was no voice in Zhi brain.

After a few seconds, the voice pretending to blame came over: "I don't know to inform me and your grandfather when I come back, but it's okay, I feel relieved to have you with Nanshu, as for this matter, I will leave it to you Don't let Nanshu be bullied."

There was a deep smile in Lu Xuan's eyes, "Well, I know."

Nan Shu lowered her eyes, her throat was slightly dry, and her slender and curly eyelashes trembled slightly.

Looking at it from Lu Xuan's perspective, she could just see the light pink color of Nanshu Yubai's ears.

Perhaps it was because Lin Yunyun felt relieved knowing that Lu Xuan was there, and cut off the communication after saying a few words.

Zuo Han knew about Lin Yunyun.

Thinking about the conversation between Lin Yunyun and Nan Shu just now, she fell silent.

Have you met your parents already?
It seems that Brother Xuan is also very fast when it comes to major events in life.

Lin Yunyun's communication was like a signal. After it was cut off, within a few minutes, the brain-brain communication bell rang again.

At that time, Nan Shu was talking with Chu Yang, and when she heard the ringtone, she stopped, and the name of the correspondent clearly appeared on the brain panel: Doyle.

Nan Shu picked it up as usual.

The moment the connection was made, Doyle's rough voice burst out, and Nan Shu's eardrums shook, and he heard Doyle's angry words: "Nan Shu, that Dai Yunlin was hypocritical in his early years, now it seems that he is still It's really not a good thing, I'll go to Qin Qingbai, you can't put such a big hat of spreading false culture on your head!"

Ross was still standing beside Doyle, he was not as excited as Doyle, he only frowned, and his voice was low, "Dai Yunlin made an attack, Lechu Media helped, and the menacing attack, do you have a problem with them?"

Nan Shu pursed her lips, "I don't know what their intentions are. Don't worry, Uncle Luo, the culture I spread by myself is absolutely fine."

Seeing Nan Shu consoling them in turn, Ross and Doyle nodded, and their hearts were gradually relieved.

Afterwards, Ross and Doyle chatted with Nan Shu a lot. Like Lin Yunyun, they wanted to reassure Nan Shu, and they had already begun to investigate this matter, and the Cultural Administration would not make any major moves for the time being.

Nan Shu was smiling from the beginning to the end, no matter which elder she was, she showed pure and sincere concern.

"All right."

After the call ended, Nan Shu put away the brain panel.

Chu Yang laughed: "I didn't expect the dean and Director Doyle to have such a side."

Director Doyle, in particular, was furious.

Nan Shu laughed helplessly, and was about to explain, but the bell of Zhinao rang again.

Nan Shu was slightly taken aback.

Even Chu Yang, Zuo Han, and Lu Xuan also rolled their eyes.

Who is this calling again?
Nan Shu called up the brain panel again, this time it was Qin Qingbai.

The intelligence brain was connected, and sure enough, the first sentence was to reassure her.

Nan Shu smiled, talked to Qin Qingbai for a few words, and after agreeing on the next thing, cut off the communication.

As if it had been discussed, people kept calling for the rest of the time.

Yan Ping, Ningfu, An Yuanhe, Yu Qian, He Yan, Bo Ling, Qin Ye, and even Cosmo...

At first Lu Xuan could still smile, but from Bo Ling's point of view, the corners of her lips began to press down, and the smile on her face became weaker and colder.

Zuo Han sat on the side, looking at Lu Xuan's sinking face, enjoying watching the play.

After listening for a while, Chu Yang was less moved by Nan Shu's circle of friends. He was just very surprised that these friends of Nan Shu, no matter who they were, couldn't get around the words that reassured Nan Shu in the first three sentences.

There was no doubt or questioning, and everyone stood on Nanshu's side unconditionally.

Thinking about it, Chu Yang smiled in a low voice, a little envious.

When Nanshu finished replying to everyone one by one, the sun moved westward, and there was a faint afterglow in the sky.

Chu Yang still had something to do, so he had already left. Zuo Han also took the initiative to leave because he was not a light bulb.

In the office, only Nan Shu and Lu Xuan were left.

Watching Nanshu put away the intelligent brain panel, Lu Xuan stood up, his eyes penetrated the light window, and the tall and straight figure revealed a thick ink shadow in the room. He glanced at the beautiful afterglow in the sky, and lowered his head, "I've been tired all day, Shall I take you back to Cuitang Garden?"

Nan Shu stood up, "I have an appointment with Grandpa Qin, and we are going to Hanxie."

"Then I'll take you to Hanxie."

"It's getting dark, Gu Yu is at home with Xiao Jue, I'm not at ease, you go back to Cui Tang Garden to take care of Xiao Jue."

Lu Xuan frowned slightly, "I'll take you to Hanxie first, and then I'll go back to Cuitang Garden."

In a blink of an eye, Nan Shu saw the expression on Lu Xuan's face that could not be refuted, and then looked at the afterglow drifting in the sky, and finally nodded, "Okay."

The two left the Jinhua Building together, boarded the phantom car, and headed towards Hanxie.

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Han Association.

The full name is the Chinese Culture Association.

Passing through the suburbs, lights are lit on both sides of the dark road, and the environment is quiet. A large number of white buildings are illuminated by street lights, reflecting white light. From a distance, they look like white flowers blooming in the darkness.

Lu Xuan and Nan Shu got out of the car, crossed two intersections, and arrived in front of the Han Association Building.

The Hanxie Building is the main building of the Hanxie Building. It has a pattern of stars holding the moon, and bright lights shine on every corner. The gravel road in front of it seems to have been sprinkled with a layer of silver frost by the moonlight.

A high-rise building made of high-energy glass is standing in front of Nan Shu. The silver-white transparent glass surface is not stained with previous dust. After the winter wind sweeps away, it glows with a cold silver light, exuding an academic and rigorous atmosphere.

"Let's go in."

The first floor of the Han Association Building.

Unlike being blocked when they first arrived, Nan Shu and Lu Xuan went straight up to the 33rd floor without any hindrance.

In the entire building on the 33rd floor, there are not only the president's office, but also the studios of professors and researchers.

As soon as she got down from the light ladder and walked to the corridor, Nan Shu met one.

An old lady with gray hair, looks similar to Qin Qingbai, with a stooped body, but her imposing manner is not small.

"you are···?"

Nan Shu looked at the old man who suddenly stopped her in front of her, and asked aloud.

"Hmph, I'm Li Zeping."

The arrogant tone, the stooped body trying to stand up straight, the cloudy old eyes showing obvious disdain, and the wrinkled and thin face with age spots.

Nan Shu instantly remembered who she was.

Dai Yunlin joined forces with other cultural masters to count his own mistakes and omissions, and as the "evidence" to crusade against him, there is Li Zeping's name.

Speaking of which, this one is also one of the cultural masters who slandered his own cultural falsification.

"It's you." Nan Shu raised her lips, and a cold look emerged.

"Humph."

Li Zeping snorted coldly, "It's me, what are you doing in Hanxie? Get out, people like you are not worthy of stepping into Hanxie."

(End of this chapter)