Don't say I'm invincible

Chapter 12

Everyone was in admiration and praised again and again, and some ladies from famous families were even fancied and secretly flirted with them.

Jiang Lin couldn't believe it, "This... is self-taught?"

Chen Yufei has long been accustomed to it, and said with a smile: "Yeah, Brother Yao is a genius. His learning ability, I think... well, no one can compare."

"Incomparable to no one is exaggerating." Chen Yue took a deep look at Ling Yao, "But it is undeniable that he is very talented and worthy of your friendship."

Jiang Lin's face turned ugly, and she suddenly thought of something, "Then what about his school grades? It should be very average. This time the results of the ten-school joint exam are announced, and he doesn't seem to be among the top [-] names."

Chen Yufei laughed out loud.

"What are you laughing at?" Jiang Lin was puzzled.

Chen Yufei shook his head, "Brother Yao's grades in school are well-deserved first, and he is the kind of absolute first that leaves the second far behind."

"That……"

"The reason for the joint entrance examination of the ten schools is that he forgot to write his name, and the mathematics score of more than 130 was not included in the total score."

Jiang Lin was dumbfounded and completely silent.

"Thank you." Song Youying gave Ling Yao a hug, admiringly said: "You not only perfected this work, but also improved my understanding of music."

Ling Yao apologized: "I haven't studied this aspect deeply, and my attainments are not high. There is still room for improvement, and it is not perfect."

Song Youying: "..."

How do you want me to answer the call?

Can you stop being pushy?
Although you are handsome, temperamental, and talented, you are extremely attractive to girls...

Emmm...

What the hell am I thinking?

"Who is your teacher?" Sister Shan asked with a smile, seeming to have forgotten her previous attitude.

"I taught myself." Ling Yao answered truthfully.

"Don't joke, you are too good, you must have a top teacher." Sister Shan laughed.

"Not really." Ling Yao shook his head, "You are absurd."

"Are you showing off your talents?" Sister Shan's smile cooled down.

"Show off?" Ling Yao was surprised, "What's there to show off?"

Sister Shan's smile disappeared, and she frowned and said, "It's fine if you don't say anything, I don't bother to ask any more."

"Sister Shan, don't be angry, let's cut the cake." Song Youying shook her hand, like a coquettish little girl, and did not forget to wink playfully at Ling Yao.

"Okay." Sister Shan smiled and walked away with her.

"Brother Yao, it's really yours, what else can you not know?" Chen Yufei walked over and put his arms around Ling Yao's shoulders with a smile.

Ling Yao said modestly: "There are many things I don't know."

"Don't make trouble, tell me, why don't you know?" Chen Yufei said.

Ling Yao racked his brains and thought for a long time.

Chen Yufei: "..."

Ling Yao's tightly locked brows stretched out, "Your sister?"

Chen Yufei's face sank like water.

Just like you, still flirting with girls?

Isn't it all girls who come to tease you!

"To eat and drink for nothing?" Ling Yao looked at the crowd, in the middle of the crowd, Song Youying waved to him, and was about to cut the cake.

"What is free eating and drinking?" Chen Yufei corrected, "This is called sharing joy!"

"It makes sense." Ling Yao nodded in praise.

Jiang Lin is working hard to manage her personal connections and get to know some celebrities and nobles, but they are only superficially polite, but in fact they don't pay attention to her unknown person at all. Eye.

On the other hand, Ling Yao, wherever she went, there were people who greeted her with a smile, which made her feel frustrated and unwilling.

Just then, she saw a familiar figure.

"Brother Qiang?"

Xu Wenqiang followed a young man into the arena, and when someone saw them, they all waved and greeted each other.

The young man smiled and nodded, with an extraordinary bearing, Xu Wenqiang remained silent, like a follower.

"Sorry, I'm late." He took out an exquisitely wrapped gift, "Miss Song, happy birthday."

Sister Shan took the gift for Song Youying, without taking a second look, she judged the value of the gift just by the feel of the hand, and said with a smile: "Young Master Zhao is not late, the banquet has just begun."

"Really?" Zhao Muyang smiled, and glanced at the piano not far away, "As long as you don't miss Miss Song's playing, haha..."

Song Youying said: "Young Master Zhao, actually..."

"Youying will play her adaptation of "For Alice" at the end of the banquet." Sister Shan interrupted Song Youying with a smile.

Song Youying frowned, but didn't speak.

The others agreed, without saying anything.

Zhao Muyang didn't seem to notice anything, he smiled expectantly, waved his hand and said, "Ah Qiang, you go out for now, your business will be dealt with after the banquet is over."

"Yes, little boss." Xu Wenqiang didn't talk nonsense, turned around and left.

"Wait a minute," Sister Shan said, calling to stop Xu Wenqiang who was limping in bandages, "Young Master Zhao, if there is something wrong, it's okay to deal with it now."

"Inappropriate?"

"It's nothing inappropriate." Sister Shan smiled, "Youying, what do you think?"

Song Youying squeezed out a smile, "It's fine."

Zhao Muyang nodded, "Ah Qiang, have you found that person?"

"I found it, little boss." Xu Wenqiang pointed to Ling Yao who was eating and drinking with Chen Yufei.

"What's your name?" Zhao Muyang walked over.

Ling Yao put down the knife and fork, rinsed his mouth, wiped his mouth, and then raised his head, "Who are you?"

Zhao Muyang sat down beside him, with a half-smile: "I am asking you a question."

Ling Yao leaned against the back of the chair, crossed his legs, and smiled, "Before asking someone's name, it's basic etiquette to declare your family name, isn't it?"

Zhao Muyang nodded, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a proud arc, "Yes, but I don't think you are qualified to let me declare my family."

Two men appeared behind Ling Yao at some point, with expressionless faces, ready to strike at any time, as long as Zhao Muyang gave an order.

"You are very confident." Ling Yao said calmly, without looking sideways, "Is it the confidence that luxury cars give you, or weapons, or medicines..."

While talking, he took out one item after another and put them on the table, which were Maserati's key, an exquisite silver dagger, and a bottle of medicine with English annotations.

Zhao Muyang touched his empty pocket, his pupils constricted, with a look of shock.

"Or the two thugs standing behind me?" Ling Yao crossed his hands, rubbed his thumbs, and smiled slightly.

Zhao Mu suddenly laughed, "Okay, sure enough! Little brother, are you interested in doing something for me?"

Ling Yao shook his head.

"It's a pity." Zhao Muyang had no intention of persuading him.

Amidst the exclamation of the crowd, the two men behind Ling Yao shot suddenly.

"After all, it's someone's birthday party, don't make trouble."

A calm voice suddenly sounded from behind, Zhao Muyang trembled suddenly, Ling Yao disappeared in front of him, and the fists of his thugs came towards him.

"Stop!" he yelled.

The two subordinates stopped in time, their fists were only an inch away from Zhao Muyang's face.

Zhao Muyang was still in shock, sweating like rain.

(End of this chapter)