The housekeeper sent the psychologist out, came in again, glanced at Cheng Jun, and asked him if he wanted to sleep upstairs.

Cheng Jun lowered his head, reached out and pressed his temple, "No need, go upstairs and take my computer in the study."

Manager Cheng pursed his lips and wanted to say, you haven't slept for a few days.

However, seeing Cheng Jun's indifferent face, he swallowed the words to his mouth and took Cheng Jun's computer off the upper floor.

Cheng Jun turned on the computer, took the headphones and put them on, and told the butler to make a cup of tea.

He took a sip of tea, put the teacup aside, and then opened the link. After a while, Cheng Shui's mixed-blooded face appeared on the computer screen.

"Boss." Cheng Shui in the video lowered his head slightly, took a step back, and his tone was still respectful.

Cheng Jun's voice was pressed to the lowest point, and he still responded casually. Shu Jun's eyebrows and eyes reflected the lights above his head, and there was a little more fireworks: "Have you had any abnormal movements in the mzhou recently?"

"Those people in the international community want to arrest you for a day or two, and... Andrey, the slum arms dealer, has never been settled. The Maas family robbed our goods once two days ago..." This is the norm for Cheng Shui. After all, in this industry, he has an economic lifeline that can be compared with a small country.

It's normal for someone to stare at it.

Even those old families couldn't help but want to get a share of the pie.

However, it is difficult to get a piece of the pie from Cheng Jun.

"Well," Cheng Jun stared at him casually. He lowered his eyes and drank the tea sips, then raised his head and spoke slowly: "Is it fun?"

Um?

Cheng Shui didn't know what he meant, so he looked up and looked at Cheng Jun inquiring.

Cheng Jun ignored him. He lowered his head slightly, his eyes were still dark, he chuckled twice, and almost murmured: "So many people, must be fun, right?"

He thought about what the psychologist said to him just now and couldn't help but squint.

Qin Ran had an inexplicable resistance to the capital, and there were also those from the research institute. Chen Shulan had just passed away at this time, so it was definitely not appropriate to go to the capital.

It seems that it is just a little lively in the M continent.

Cheng Jun reached out and lit the computer. The International Medical Organization was also there. Gu Xichi and Jiang Dongye also flew to the International Medical Organization in the afternoon.

After thinking about it, he reached out to call Cheng Mu.

Cheng Mu put down what he was doing, "June?"

"You go to school," Cheng Jun lowered his head and cleared his throat, but his voice was still a little hoarse, "Ask her a leave."

Who is she referring to? It goes without saying.

Cheng Mu nodded and asked: "How long?"

"Just go...to the college entrance examination." Cheng Jun narrowed his eyes, thought for a while, and then spoke, "The specific time is uncertain."

But to be on the safe side, I still need to go to the college entrance examination directly.

He carefully studied Qin Ran's test papers last exam. The full score under that difficulty level was, Qin Ran should not need to stay in school anymore, there was no need.

As for physics, Cheng Jun also knew it.

The first time I encountered the slutty operation of taking a leave directly in the second half of the semester of senior high school, Cheng Mu's expression became stiff, "Oh."

He turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait," Cheng Jun raised his hand and put the computer on the table. He remembered something again, raised his eyes, and said in a slow tone, "I will take back all the copybooks in the school clinic."

Oh, those copybooks by Master Jiang.

Cheng Mu once again expressed his understanding with great fatigue.

Butler Cheng also heard Cheng Jun's orders, and he followed Cheng Mu out, worried, "Cheng Mu, is it okay for the young master to ask Miss Qin for such a long leave? There are more than a hundred days left. What should I do during the college entrance examination?"

After hearing what Mr. Cheng said, Cheng Mu remembered that Qin Ran had scored zero points in physics and was not aware of the fact that Mr. Cheng had not yet learned about the top 20 in the city.

Not only these, butler Cheng is not clear about Master Wei, Gu Xichi and other things.

Cheng Mu also saw what the butler of the process was remembered in his notebook about how to cultivate Miss Qin. He was wearing glasses very seriously and took the phone to ask people in the capital...

Cheng Mu suddenly raised his chest. He looked at Butler Cheng in a very profound way, then walked out of the villa gate with his head held high with his chest held high.

**

at the same time.

Mu Ying and others also returned home.

Ning Wei was in a bad mood, Mu Nan asked Ning Wei to go back to her room to rest first.

He went to the kitchen to cook the rice and stewed another soup.

Ning Wei's legs have not healed yet, and she has been tormenting herself again in the past two days. Mu Nan didn't say anything from beginning to end, but she remembered it in her heart.

After estimating the time, he turned around and prepared to go back to the room to write an interpreter. As soon as he took a step, he saw Mu Ying standing at the door.

His eyebrows and eyes have always been colder, and it has become even colder these days, and he cannot see any gentle smile.

Mu Ying was afraid that he would do this, but she still stood at the kitchen door and stopped Mu Nan.

"Grandma has passed away, don't be too sad..." Mu Ying looked at Mu Nan's dark eyes and started to say nothing, "Did you know my cousin's friends today?"

She didn't dare to say more, and asked directly.

When they came back, they were sent back by a black Mercedes-Benz, and the person driving was a bodyguard in a black suit.

I seemed to be very familiar with Mu Nan, and I even said a few words to Mu Nan.

Mu Ying discovered that this was not just the only thing. When she left today, Mr. Lin also gave them to him personally.

This would have been impossible if it were in the past.

Mu Ying is not a fool, so naturally he knows how the Lin family viewed his family before.

Mu Ying knew about the performance of Lin’s family today. Mr. Lin was taking a roundabout way. He was not giving away others, but just wanted to give away Mu Nan. After all... Today, Mayor Feng and Principal Xu talked to Mu Nan.

And that Uncle Jiang...

Master Wei and Principal Xu...

Mu Ying and Qin Ran have known each other for so many years, but never knew that Qin Ran knew so many big people.

If Mu Ying had known it, she would have been trembling all over and realized that her cousin seemed different, completely different from what she had seen.

But when she thought about the tickets before, her heart was heavy again.

Mu Nan did not answer her question, she looked straight, her eyes were covered with ice, her voice was clear and cold: "Get out of the way."

Mu Ying's heart trembled in this voice, and she couldn't help but take another step back.

Mu Nan left sideways and returned to his room.

Mu Ying stood there, pursed her lips, her face turned dark, and returned to her room.

She did not read books and do her homework, nor did she sleep. Instead, she lowered her head and stared at her phone for a while, took out Qin Yu's WeChat, and sent her a message.

**

mzhou.

Qin Yu was wearing a dress, holding a wine glass in his hand, and followed him to face him. This night, he met many big touches from the violin world.

Not far away, a group of people surrounded a middle-aged man with a bearded and blonde hair.

The man had a clear outline and his breath was obviously different from the violinists who were in the exchange meetings. He felt a sense of bloody oppression.

"Teacher, who is that?" Qin Yu was shocked when he saw the master of the International Violin Association that Dai Ran had just taken her to worship.

I couldn't help but be very curious about the blonde middle-aged man.

"That's Housekeeper Mas," Dai Ran lowered his voice, and the deepest part of his eyes was also an unconcealed yearning. "A royal noble in the continent of M invites a court performer at the International Academy every year. Being recognized by Housekeeper Mas is also a symbol of strength and reputation."

Master Wei was invited a long time ago, but unfortunately he refused.

"The street next door is the Performing Arts Hall in Mzhou. This Performing Arts Hall is the oldest Performing Arts Hall passed down by the Maas family," pointing to the opposite direction. "If you can hold a personal concert here in your life, you will be successful."

Even Dai Ran himself has never opened it.

"Next summer, if you can successfully get the assessment, you will become the first student of the Beijing Association..." At this point, Dai Ran shook his head, said nothing more, and only looked at Qin Yu and asked her to work hard.

Qin Yu listened to Dai Ran's words and couldn't help but lower his head and took a sip of wine, suppressing the surging mood in his heart.

If you don’t go out and go out of the narrow world of Yuncheng, how can you know how big the world is?

The capital is full of turbulent turmoil, with the crouching tiger and hidden dragons. The Shen family is just a shrimp in the rivers and seas of the capital.

On the mzhou side... it is a level that she can't touch at any time.

This time she followed Dai Ran to Mzhou, and her sigh was deeper, and she couldn't remember the news of her grandmother's death at all.

She couldn't help but think of Master Wei. The more this happened, Qin Yu felt that the difference between Dai Ran and Master Wei could not be compensated...

She looked at the middle-aged foreign man surrounded by people in the center, took a deep breath, then put down her wine glass and went to the bathroom.

Put the bag aside, then scoop a handful of cold water to wash your face.

After washing my face, the cell phone in my handbag rang.

Qin Yu opened his handbag, took out his cell phone and took a look. It was a WeChat message sent by Mu Ying, with only one sentence on it—

[Second cousin, I saw Master Wei at my grandmother’s funeral today.]

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**

I actually saw someone guessing in the comment section that I was an Anhui college entrance examination candidate in 2013... I heard that today's Anhui paper is Ge Jun again, so I feel so distressed!
Chapter completed!