When Shen Mengxiang came back, he saw Xiao Pei, who usually went to Mu Ne on business, and his proud bodyguard brother singing and dancing at home, and Lian Lian was still sitting on the sofa laughing and applauding. Don't be too weird!

"What are you doing?"

The two who sang and danced came to an abrupt end, and Zuo Lian Porcelain couldn't help but laugh and endure very hard: "It's quite funny for the two to turn around." ”

"Two people turn!" Shen Mengxiang also became interested and sat on the sofa: "You go on, I want to see it too." Hey, hey, hey. ”

The faces of Xiao Pei and the bodyguard brother froze at the same time, Zuo Lian had no intention of embarrassing them, and said generously: "Forget it, after singing for a long time, you can take a rest." ”

Shen Mengxiang was a little regretful, but she didn't ask. Excitedly told her about the recent progress of "Videogate".

"Xia Yao has been taken away by the police. I don't know if the police can find evidence that she organized the sale of yin. ”

Zuo Lian porcelain didn't think she would be the leader of the organization to sell yin, at most she was the main force.

However, the little brother who repaired the computer was also controlled by the police, and it is said that he will be prosecuted for the crime of deliberately publishing yin obscenity. Shen Mengxiang was a little angry when she said this: "This is clearly an act of conscience, okay?"

Zuo Lian Porcelain was speechless: "In fact, he did spread." ”

"It's a shot when it's time to shoot. Shen Mengxiang hated the "video door", especially that Xia Yao.

Zuo Lianci had nothing to do with her: "It's okay if you want to get him out, but you can't come forward yourself." ”

Shen Mengxiang grinned: "I know, I know, I'll ask Shen Shangwu for help." However, recently, the annoying woman seems to have fallen in love with someone else, and she didn't pester Shen Shangwu anymore. ”

"You mean Jiang Yiyi?" Zuo Lianci raised her eyebrows: "Why don't you seem unhappy if she doesn't pester Brother Wu?"

Shen Mengxiang thought about it, maybe she had been used to fighting wits and grabbing her brother with Jiang Yiyi over the years, and as soon as she let it go, she also felt that Shen Shangwu was not so attractive.

"Hehe, I still have a job, so I'll go back to my room first. ”

Zuo Lian porcelain look at the time, it's not early, after winning, the mood is excellent.

"Yan Zhuang is about to get out of school, let's pick him up from school. I don't know how to think of this stubble, Zuo Lian porcelain changed his clothes and went to Yanzhuang's school under the escort of six bodyguards. It is estimated that most reporters have gone to chase Xia Yao's line, and people like her, who have made headlines a few times in a different way, are afraid that they are not qualified to be followed by Yuji.

It seems that every day, everyone is talking about "video gate", and the radio in the car is also about "video gate". The entertainment industry hasn't been so lively for a long time.

"Miss Zuo, it's here. ”

There are already a lot of parents who have gathered at the school gate to pick up their children, and the traffic is so busy that their cars can't drive at the school gate, so they can only park on the side of the road not far from the school gate.

"Let's get out of the car. Yan Zhuang didn't know that I was coming, and he couldn't see us here. ”

"There are too many people out there. ”

"It's all parents. Zuo Lian porcelain didn't care.

The bodyguard brother made a straight face and said seriously: "Recently, it was said on the news that there were many traffickers wandering at the school gate. ”

"Huh? Then it should be even more passed, maybe we can catch one and eliminate harm for the people. ”

Wearing sunglasses and getting out of the car, followed by six tough guys in uniform, several people attracted the attention of the people around them as soon as they appeared, and unconsciously moved away from them.

As soon as the bell rang for the end of school, the quiet campus instantly became noisy, looking inside from the door, Zuo Lian porcelain was full of black lines, and the solemn children who ran in the front were carrying their schoolbags diagonally, wearing red scarves, and the whole child looked like a little ruffian.

"Yan Zhuang!" Zuo Lian called him. Hearing Zuo Lian's voice, Yan Zhuang subconsciously carried his schoolbag and sorted out his clothes, especially the red scarf around his neck.

"Sister porcelain, why are you here?" Yan Zhuang smiled flatteringly, but his heart was beating a drum. Sister Porcelain laughed so terrifyingly

Zuo Lianci originally just wanted to pick him up from school, but at this time, he wanted to meet his homeroom teacher and ask him how he performed in school.

"I suddenly remembered that I haven't visited your homeroom teacher yet, no, I have time today, and you are also at school, so I came to visit you and learn about your situation at school by the way. ”

No wonder the right eyelid keeps jumping today, it turns out to be like this. Yan Zhuang swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said with difficulty: "No need, the head teacher is also very busy." ”

At this time, a stiff female voice sounded behind Yan Zhuang: "Yan Zhuang, this is your parents, right?"

Yan Zhuang turned his head and replied profusely, "Teacher Zhang, this is me"

"Hello Mr. Zhang, I am Yan Zhuang's sister. ”

"Hello Miss Yan, I am Yan Zhuang's head teacher, about Yan Zhuang's matter, I don't know if you are inconvenient now, we can communicate. ”

"Teacher Zhang, my sister is usually very busy with work, so don't trouble her about my affairs. Yan Zhuang became more and more anxious, during the time he was with them, Yan Zhuang already knew very well that the dream master who was babbling all day long and his strength was off the charts, but on the contrary, the porcelain sister who looked gentle and soft, beautiful and kind, was even more terrifying when she became angry.

Zuo Lian gave Yan Zhuang a blank look, so that his eyes let him come to his side. It was the first time for Teacher Zhang to see Yan Zhuang so obedient, so he lifted his glasses and said to Zuo Lianci: "Miss Yan, come to my office." ”

Zuo Lianci did not correct Teacher Zhang's title, and followed her into the office, Yan Zhuang's whole person was wilted. The bodyguard brother behind him cast a sympathetic look at him.

At first glance, Mr. Zhang is the kind of teacher who is particularly strict with his students, his clothes are straight and neat, and his hair is meticulously combed. Zuo Lianci asked the bodyguard brother and Yan Zhuang to be at the door, and followed Teacher Zhang in.

"Miss Yan, first of all, I want to criticize your parents, they don't attend every parent-teacher meeting, and we can't talk to your parents about Yan Zhuang. ”

Zuo Lianci nodded humbly: "I'm very sorry, we usually don't care about Yan Zhuang's study." ”

Teacher Zhang saw that her attitude was not bad, and nodded with satisfaction.

"First of all, with all due respect, Yan Zhuang's attendance rate is too low, even if he usually has to film and shoot commercials, but he must have a degree, and children of his age should still focus on their studies. Do you say?"

Zuo Lian porcelain thought so, but when he thought of Yan Zhuang's parents, he was deflated again. Where are the two people who seem to be parents, they only know that they regard Yan Zhuang as a cash cow, constantly taking on dramas and advertisements, where will they think so much about him.

Secondly, even if Yan Zhuang is in school, he either sleeps or plays with his mobile phone during class, which also affects the learning of other students. ”

Zuo Lianci couldn't believe it, she would check his homework every day, and she would ask him about his studies when she was running, and she felt that his studies were not bad.

Teacher Zhang saw her thoughts and sighed: "This kid is smart, but it's all a little smart, I only found out some time ago that his homework was actually done by a ghostwriter on the Internet!"

Zuo Lian Porcelain's face was gloomy, this is okay, he learned to deceive people at a young age. (To be continued.) )