Children, you are children, your whole family is children! Mu Ling's heart waved her little fist hatefully. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Then investigate the cause, you can't escape from the distance!" Mu Ling was in a stalemate with Lu Xin like this, and no one would let anyone.

However, a greeting broke the deadlock.

"Xiao Xin, I haven't seen you for a long time, and you're getting more and more beautiful." A mature voice came from outside, and everyone looked at it, and it turned out to be the old headmaster.

"Hello uncle." Lu Xin is still like a clear water hibiscus, polite and polite.

"Is your dad busy lately, and he has time to go to my house to sit." The old principal stepped forward and patted Lu Xin on the shoulder, as if he had some nostalgia.

"Definitely."

"By the way, what's going on? Want someone to come to me? ”

Seeing a stronger backer, Lu Yuan immediately came up, although the principal only had some friendship with Lu Xin's father, but he was Lu Xin's cousin, and he could even talk about nepotism.

"My cousin was beaten by your good student, look at his face, it's bruised and purple." may be because of the good relationship with the old principal, Lu Xin is not polite at all.

The old principal frowned and looked at Huo Yan who was being supported.

"No, principal, it's Lu Yuan's mother who insulted Huo Yan first!" Mu Ling was not to be outdone.

The old headmaster paused, as if pondering something.

Lu Xin's father Lu Yuezhou was his good partner in the Education Bureau, and then he came to Ping'an Primary School to work, and Lu Yuezhou still stayed in the Education Bureau, and now he has become the director of the Education Bureau of Jiang City, which is much more popular than him, the old principal.

Lu Yuezhou never married until he was forty years old, and then married the daughter of a Jiangshi chaebol and gave birth to Lu Xin, who was old and had a daughter, so he spoiled her very much.

As for Lu Yuan, he is just the son of Lu Yuezhou's brothers, but he doesn't care about it.

For this incident, it can be said that the decision is completely in his hands, and Huo Yan's stay is only about him.

In fact, the best choice is to stand on Lu Xin's side, although it is a trivial matter, but Lu Xin's departure is equivalent to making Lu Yuezhou owe him a favor, the director of the Education Bureau, this is not a small position.

It's just that, looking at Mu Ling's nervous expression, he can't bear it, Mu Ling is an existence he has high hopes for, he took the high school entrance examination at the age of eleven, if he succeeds, he can be regarded as a complete merit.

Isn't his original intention to build this primary school where he has been staying for nearly 20 years, and what about the kindness of the director of education, the most important thing is to produce talents in the school.

Really, when did I struggle with my rights.

The old headmaster shook his head alone, as if he knew the result.

"Lu Yuan, in the final analysis, it's your fault, but it's not appropriate for Huo Yan to beat people, so let's go home and reflect for two days." The results were announced, and the old headmaster faced Lu Xin again.

"Xiaoxin, let your dad rest and rest more, it's almost the age of retirement, don't be so busy." Smiling kindly, the old headmaster walked out of the classroom with his hands behind his back, staggering, but not heroic.

Lu Xin seemed to be taken aback, glanced at Lu Yuan with a wretched face, and walked out with a long skirt.

Originally, this was not her business, but it happened that Lu Yuan's father was a guest at her house, Lu Yuezhou asked her to come and see, today their foreign Chinese school happened to be preparing for some charity sale, there was no compulsory entry into the school, and there was a scene of Pan Wen downstairs in Mu Ling.

"Sister!" Lu Yuan still wanted to resist stubbornly, but it was a pity that Lu Xin, who had always been more high-minded than the sky, had already lost face and was unwilling to stay any longer.

As for Huo Yan, he breathed a sigh of relief, fought and brawled, and only stopped classes for a few days, which was already a very light punishment.

After such a turmoil, the rest of the schedule seemed tasteless, as for the enmity with Shi Jiaxin, Mu Ling wrote it down, and when it came to the day of the high school entrance examination, she was sorry for Huo Yan for suffering such a big loss if she didn't slap her face well.

When she got home, Mu Ling was still locked in front of the computer.

That's right, she gleaned a glimmer of inspiration from today's events.

Why should the female protagonist be sacred, why should she be high up and let the male protagonist reach the dust, a big grin, isn't it quite pleasing to the heroine who does it if she doesn't agree.

So, in Mu Ling's script today, the heroine pressed the male protagonist to the ground and slapped her face wildly because of some small misunderstandings, and the male protagonist's proud temper can be regarded as not knowing the female protagonist, but it is also ingenious.

With two days to go, this is already the final sprint, and success or failure is here!

A good night's sleep.

Two days often pass in the blink of an eye, and today, November 1st, the final results of the Fantasy Awards will be announced at 12 o'clock at noon on this day.

And it just so happened that this day was Saturday, and Mu Ling stayed by the computer early in the morning, watching the last tearing battle in the forum.

Shadowless Fan Association: "Long live "Xianfan", kill that bloody heroine!" ”

XX I love you: "Long live XX, blast that neurosis!" ”

Shadowless Fan Association: "Who are you scolding?" XX perverted! ”

XX I love you: "Whoever should scold him!" Perverts are not qualified to scold! ”

Meow Jun's harem: "Meow Jun rises up and fights for the lead!" ”

Shadowless Fan Association: "you, go aside, adults talk, children don't interject." ”

Give Meow Jun a baby: "?%#... ＊@”

Passerby A: "Still watching the battle silently, brushing up on the sense of presence ......"

“......”

Looking at the number of votes, Mu Ling has successfully caught up with the shadowless "Xianfan" by virtue of the recent brain hole, the number of votes is only more than 300 gaps, in a base of hundreds of thousands, 300 votes is indeed only a matter of a moment, but due to time, it is already the last half hour!

Mu Ling's heart at the moment is like an ant on a hot pot, anxious.

The little heart was pounding, and the eyelids were constantly beating.

Twenty minutes, more than two hundred years away!

Ten minutes, one hundred and zero points!

Come on! Come on! Come on! Mu Ling's heart kept waving her little fists.

At the last minute, there were still thirty-nine votes left!

Ten, Nine, Eight...... Eleven more votes!

Three, six votes!

Two, four votes!

One, two votes!

Time stands still......

Mu Ling's heart at this time seemed extraordinarily calm, she had been bitter for so long, and she still lost after all......

The difference of one vote.

With her eyes closed, Mu Ling lay on her back on the chair, tears overflowing from the corners of her eyes, unwilling, bitter, tired, and more importantly, relieved.

Shadowless Fan Association: "Hahaha, "Xianfan" is high! ”

Meow Jun's harem: "Meow Jun is sad, you still have us!" ”

XX I love you: "The sky is unfair~ How can heaven exist!" ”

Give Meow Jun a baby: "Meow Jun is already great, come on!" ”

“......”

When the war ended, the people in the forum no longer bombarded each other, on the contrary, there were smug howls, frustrated complaints, and touching comforts.

Mu Ling just sat quietly, her hands dangling, listening to the ticking of seconds.