YY8848高清私人影院

  Who is the real daughter?

  This question reminded her of the identity she heard Murong Qiao speak in a plain tone in the dormitory yesterday.

   "Whoever's surname is Murong in school is the one." Zheng Yue said, her voice was astringent and a little sour.

  Feng Xinyao's face turned pale, she heard the sarcasm in Zheng Yue's words, and she hated this person even more in her heart.

   What happened in the cafeteria was quickly spread to the forum by good students, and someone even posted a video with a tricky angle and high definition to capture the whole thing in its entirety.

  Now, everyone knows that Feng Xinyao is not the daughter of the Murong family at all.

  —The fake daughter is still so high-ranking, I thought she was really from some kind of aristocratic family, and the co-authors are all pretending.

  —I just want to see the faces of those who tried their best to curry favor with the school belle. It must be very interesting.

  —Before someone found out that the famous brand she was wearing was a high imitation, I still didn’t believe it, but now I believe it.

   It wasn't just the people on the forum who said so, Feng Xinyao keenly discovered that when she was walking on campus, other students looked at her differently.

   weird, sarcastic, dismissive…

   "She's the school belle? She doesn't look very good, she just looks good."

   "Looking at her beautiful smile, but she turned out to be so hypocritical, it's no use for me to be her fan before."

  The whispering voices surrounded Feng Xinyao tightly, and every word she lowered her voice was engraved in her mind.

  Feng Xinyao bumped into it a few times even if it was a private discussion.

  No matter what kind of turmoil there is in the campus, everyone's attention will soon be on the upcoming medical lecture.

  Thanks to the "blessing" of the previous photo, this lecture was almost overcrowded, setting a new record for Huida lectures.

   Murong Qiao and others also signed up for the lecture. There are still ten minutes before the lecture, and Yang Xin has already occupied the seat, so Murong Qiao is the only one left.

   "Qiao Qiao! Here, here!" Yang Xin waved his hands and called out to Murong Qiao who had just entered the door.

  Following the direction of the voice, Murong Qiao found his seat and sat down, he couldn't help exhaling.

  The noisy voices around her almost drowned her whole body. There were even more students today than at the opening ceremony, and the entire auditorium was full.

  Di—

   is the sound of microphone debugging.

  The entire auditorium was instantly quiet, and a needle could be heard.

   "Hi everyone, I'm Murong Zheng." The cold voice was transmitted from the PA equipment to everyone's ears.

Murong Zheng stood on the podium, wearing his usual white coat, speaking with one hand half holding the microphone, but there were still many girls who couldn't help but look at his clear and indifferent face, and didn't have the heart to listen to everyone. talking about something.

   "The theme of this event is to make college students clearly aware of the importance of physical health and the dangers of bad habits." Murong Zheng scanned the audience without stopping his words.

  His eyes didn't rest on anyone, and he didn't know how to read the manuscript under the microphone. He spoke fluently and clearly, and even those incomprehensible medical terms seemed to become sounds of nature in his mouth.

  All the girls in the school did not shout and scream, but all chose to listen to the lecture quietly, but the admiration and liking in their eyes almost overflowed.

   "According to the statistics of bad habits among college students, staying up late ranks first, followed by irregular eating..."

  Second brother's voice was still as cold as ever, and it sounded familiar to Murong Qiao's ears.

  She raised her eyes to look at Murong Zheng, and saw her second brother's calm posture on the podium at a glance.

  Not everyone can come to Huida's lectures. By default, they are all representative figures in a certain field. Now that Murong Zheng is standing here, Murong Qiao can't help but feel a sense of pride in his heart.

  Second brother is really amazing.

   An hour is very long, but it is surprisingly shortened in the auditorium.

  The lectures that were difficult in the past have been changed, and the voice is so good that they still want to listen to the second and third lectures. They can't wait to keep their eyes on the people on stage and don't want to leave.

  After a lecture, Murong Zheng suddenly had a lot of fans, and everyone wanted to get in touch with Murong Zheng after the lecture.

   "This lecture ends here, and I hope everyone can take good care of their own bodies." After finishing his speech, Murong Zheng turned around and stepped off the stage cleanly.

   Just a few steps away, he was stopped by a bold girl.

   "Hello, may I add your contact information!" The girl stood in front of Murong Zheng with a blushing face.

  As if she mustered up her courage, she held up her mobile phone and handed the WeChat QR code on it to Murong Zheng. The freckles on her face were covered by a blush, making her look a little cute.

  Murong Zheng was blocked by her, so he had to stop and look at her, and the eyes of the audience followed closely behind.

   "You don't look like a doctor." He suddenly said.

  The girl didn't expect Murong Zheng to say such a word suddenly, and waved her hand unexpectedly. "I, I'm only a sophomore."

   "I have seborrheic hair loss, and the dark circles under my eyes can't be changed even with makeup, and my skin is rough and dull." Murong Zheng spoke unceremoniously, and he also picked out the points that girls care about. "You can't do anything in the lecture, and if you're not a doctor at this age, it proves that we have nothing in common."

  He spoke so fast that it almost made people unable to react, but when he listened attentively, he realized that he had been poked in a sore spot, which made the girl burst into tears of grievance.

   This scene was caught by the eyes of the entire auditorium, and it also made those girls who were attracted to each other give up a little thought of falling in love with Murong Zheng.

   With such a sarcastic mouth, falling in love with him will definitely suffer.

  Yang Xin was also stunned by this scene, and looked at Murong Zheng's beautiful face in disbelief, and his good impression of him was directly overturned by his words.

   "Your second brother," Yang Xin said with a strange expression, "do you always talk like this?"

  She paused for a moment, originally wanting to say that Murong Zheng's speech has always been so harsh, but looking at Murong Qiao, the words became tactful again.

   Murong Qiao nodded without being surprised, "Yes, he has always been like this."

  She was already used to her second brother's speaking style, so she wasn't surprised to see that girl rejected, but Yang Xin was different.

  She originally wanted to go up and ask for contact information, but seeing this scene, she immediately retreated.

  The filter of liking for handsome guys is almost shattered, the kind that can't be put back together.

   "Sure enough, such a handsome guy is beyond my imagination." Yang Xin shook his head, directly erasing the fantasy of having a sweet relationship with Murong Zheng.

  In Yang Xin's opinion, with Murong Zheng's mouth, even a **** would have to take a few steps back. Ordinary people like her shouldn't join in the fun.

   She is unworthy.

  Here Yang Xin was crushing her own sweet fantasy in pain, but Murong Qiao, who was sitting beside her, was thinking of Huo Yichen.

  Holding the phone, she looked at the clean screen, and not a single message came out.

  Since the morning, Huo Yichen has never appeared, which made Murong Qiao a little uncomfortable.

  She seemed to be a little used to the life where Huo Yichen was always by her side, so Murong Qiao was also absent-minded when he didn't see him today.