Chapter 313

Qu Feitai walked over with a smile and flicked his fingers on her head: "little flatterer."

Mingchen covers his head: "I'm not. I'm serious. Brother Qu, you will become a very powerful person in the future, but because you are too young and you are too handsome, those superficial people only see your appearance and can't see your talent. If you look ugly, people will find your great talent through your ugly appearance. Therefore, people are most likely to be exposed Confused by the watch, they are only willing to believe what their eyes see. It's not your fault, it's their fault. "

The little girl's eyes were shining like stars in the dark night sky.

Qu Feitai was stunned and said with a smile, "you little girl, you speak quite reasonably."

"That's what my second sister taught. The Vajra Sutra says: all promising dharmas are like dreams and bubbles, like dew and electricity. You should do so."

It's lovely to shake your head.

"Brother Qu, don't be unhappy for those irrelevant people. You should think more about happy things."

Qu Feitai looked at Mingchen's bright eyes and smiled and touched her head: "you are very lucky."

Some people live all their lives, and no little girl lives thoroughly.

"Of course, I'm a lucky baby." Mingchen patted his chest confidently.

Qu Feitai suddenly had a flash of inspiration. He turned out a paper and pen from his bag, sat down and began to write and draw. He looked very serious, frowned, confused and thinking for a while. Mingchen looked at him from a distance and didn't dare to come forward to spare him, so he sat quietly aside.

Brother Qu is really handsome when he gets serious.

Mingchen took out his mobile phone and secretly took a picture. He was happy for a long time.

After a while, mingti came to deliver dinner. After dinner, Qu Feitai continued to write. He didn't know when Mingchen left.

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Mingjing asked the school for half a month's leave. The school gently cared about her body. Naturally, everything else should be.

Although Mingjing has obtained the escort qualification of Huaqing University, it still needs to complete all high school courses on this basis. After being approved by the University in March next year, it can submit an application to the escort University and wait for approval.

The HKCEE at the end of December is directly linked to the graduation certificate. This mirror must take the examination.

After a day of fermentation on the Internet, the heat of Mingjing is unprecedented. Even host Cao Yue took this opportunity to catch fire.

Countless people poured into her microblog to ask about the situation and the safety of Mingjing.

Cao Yue didn't dare to talk, so she could only keep silent.

The company has a special public relations department to solve this matter. At 8 p.m., the company directly issued a statement on its official website, briefly said this matter, and frankly said that the mirror's body is not a big problem, so that the public can rest assured.

Subsequently, Jiangzhou police issued a notice announcing that the case had been solved.

This is really a little more efficient, but the public likes it.

——Zhao Qian? Where did you come from? A big man has such a vicious way. It's too cheap for him to commit suicide.

——I'll give you some popular science. Zhao Qian is the nephew of the aunt of the leader of the largest Hei force in Jiangzhou. It's a little tricky. You just need to know who he is. It's said that the owner behind the horse club is the leader. Everyone calls him Xiao Ye. It's said that he is very young and handsome. After all, we haven't seen and don't know. It's said that, This Xiao Ye is a blind man here. The image of the mirror is too positive. She was named as the president of the horse club. How can Xiao Ye swallow this tone, and then there will be today's play. The water depth in the middle is deep. Well, my number will be lost. I'll see you again.

——I smell conspiracy.

——No, my mirror is so kind. How can I defeat evil forces? Don't let anything happen.

——Evil is more than right. Wait. The light of the right path will catch all the bad guys.

——I'm from Jiangzhou. I testify that I was lucky to meet Lord Xiao once. He's very, very handsome and tastes much better than small fresh meat. The big black man x is gentle and kind-hearted. Miss Qianjin is intertwined with evil and fighting between good and evil. Ah, ah, it's so easy to knock... I'm sorry, I'm guilty and I confess.

——Upstairs... I also want to knock. It feels so broken.

——A group of the flower addicts don't know right from wrong. It's time to take you to cesspit to wash your mind.

No matter how much speculation is made on the Internet, the case is over. After this battle, Xiaoye and Qinglong society in Jiangzhou also appeared in front of the public for the first time, and popularized the science of how many evil things the ran family had done in the past and how they covered the sky with one hand in the local area. Paper can't cover the fire. No matter how fast you delete posts on the Internet, you can't stop them from passing from ten to ten.

While condemning the evil forces, the public pinches sweat for the mirror.

After a night, the Internet was calm, and there was no name of the mirror on the hot search. Everything that happened yesterday seemed to be an illusion. The days went forward, and the public's forgetfulness was the fastest. They were soon replaced by new things.

"Second sister, second sister, drink this bowl of tonic soup." Mingchen runs in with a bowl of soup.

Landing outside the window, the sun was shining brightly. The mirror knelt on the futon. Sandalwood was burning on the table in front of him. A yellowing Scripture was turned over by the wind.

The bright mirror looks down at the bowl in front of him... The so-called tonic soup that doesn't sell well.

"Did you cook it?"

Mingchen's eyes rumbled and turned: "yes, I boiled it for three hours. I put a lot of precious traditional Chinese medicine. Second sister, drink it quickly."

Mingjing scooped up the soup with a spoon: "Cordyceps sinensis, Centennial ginseng, snow covered Ganoderma lucidum, donkey hide gelatin, bird's nest antler..."

Mingjing couldn't help but hook his lips, raised his eyes and glanced at Mingchen: "who brought it to you, who did you give it to, let him drink it by himself."

Mingchen stared round and stammered, "who... Who?"

Mingchen didn't have the courage to look directly into the mirror's eyes and hung his head: "I knew I couldn't hide it from my second sister."

"Nourishing is gentle. It's not tonic, it's harmful. You bring it to him and say it's what I said. You watched him drink it with your own eyes."

Mingchen said pitifully, "second sister, brother Qu has been watching for a long time. His fingers have been burned out. Just pity him..."

Mingjing shook his head: "so many precious medicinal materials can't be wasted, do you think so?"

Mingjing's voice was very gentle. Mingchen shivered, honestly picked up the bowl of soup, turned and walked out with heavy steps.

Mingjing gently shook his head and slightly hooked the corners of his lips.

This fool

"The second sister said, I want to see you drink with my own eyes. I can't waste it." Mingchen said with a drooping head.

"Brother Qu, the second sister is very smart. I said I couldn't hide it from her."

Qu Feitai took the bowl of soup, bit his teeth and drank it all into his stomach.

Mingchen was surprised and said, "brother Qu..."

What should I do.

Mingchen stares round his eyes, suddenly points to Qu Feitai and screams, "brother Qu, you... You have a nosebleed."

Qu Feitai felt that a stream of blood gas in his body rushed straight to his forehead. His whole body was hot and dry, and there seemed to be something hot flowing out of his nose.

Reach out and touch the blood in one hand.

Qu Feitai's face turned white.

But soon he was red again by the surging blood. Qu Feitai felt that he could crush a cow with his bare hands now

He looked at the blood on his hand as if it were a magic switch, and the fragments of those memories flashed in his mind.

Qu Feitai shook his body and stood firm with the wall behind him.

Shaking his head, he wanted to drive away those memories, but it was like taking root. He couldn't drive them away.

"Ah..." Qu Feitai held his head and knelt on the ground with a long cry of pain.

Mingchen was frightened by his appearance. Fortunately, he didn't give the second sister a drink. He turned and ran. While running, he shouted, "second sister, something's wrong..."

As soon as I went out, I almost bumped into each other.

Mingchen looked up in surprise when he saw the skirt like the moonlight. "Second sister, come quickly. Brother Qu has an accident."

The mirror stepped in slowly, and saw the boy kneeling on the ground from a distance. Facing the blood in his hands, his handsome face was full of regret.

The mirror frowned and walked slowly to him.

The young man was stunned. He suddenly reached out and grabbed the skirt in front of him. A big blood handprint was printed on the white skirt, as bright and dazzling as a red plum in the snow.

"Yes... Sorry..." He made a hoarse voice from his throat.