With the entrance music, Mu Ling walked into the middle recording studio very ladylike and nodded to Sister Yang. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Mu Ling is a well-known prodigy, I heard that she has not yet turned fifteen years old this year."

"That's right."

"That's amazing, my daughter is about the same age as you, and she's still in junior high school."

The previous joke ended, and the show also entered the question session.

"When you check your score, do you jump for joy, or do you think it's normal, your normal level?"

"Well, actually, when I checked the score, I was stunned that I couldn't get in, and the words 'system busy' always appeared, thanks to the help of my good friend Miao Xiaoyang, I could know my score, at that time, I couldn't say that I was excited, but I felt that my heart was on the ground."

"Haha, yes, there will be this feeling, as far as we know, Miao Xiaoyang seems to be the third place in Jiang City in the college entrance examination, do you study with each other? Do you have any complementarity and mutual assistance? ”

"Of course there will be, in my opinion, if you want to get the desired results, two people are indispensable, one is a comrade-in-arms who advances and retreats together, and the other is an opponent in the battle of life and death, I am honored, I have both."

"That makes sense, but as a prodigy, you have more than one or two opponents, and the students around you don't want to see a child at such a young age surpass themselves."

Mu Ling grinned, "Yes, but the only opponent I admire is the current second place, Lu Xin, in fact, I am also a fluke to surpass her, her popularity in our school is not a little high." ”

"Don't you hate her and always compete with you."

"How so? It's a good thing to have an opponent, and it's even harder to find a strong opponent, which is my luck. ”

The key is that this is going to be broadcast on TV, Mu Ling doesn't dare to talk nonsense, it is about the public image, and she must be reserved.

Moreover, helping to hold the people around you is beneficial to yourself no matter what.

"I heard you still want all of your classmates to be on camera?" Sister Yang showed a sycophantic smile, the reporter can dig up anything.

Mu Ling's eyes sank, the main event came, and she didn't break her promise.

"Yes, for this, I specially brought the graduation photo of our class, and I want to share the cohesion of our class with everyone."

Then, from the roll of boxes he had brought with him, he took out a long graduation photo.

Sister Yang was surprised, this kind of situation doesn't seem to be impossible.

asked the photographer to give a close-up of the graduation photo, and Mu Ling's task was completed.

After that, most of Sister Yang's questions were biased towards studying, how to get a high score in essays, not making mistakes in mathematics, and so on.

Mu Ling also answered very confidently, this kind of online answer is running all over the place, and she can turn it into a golden sentence by saying it casually.

"I heard that classmate Mu was involved in a murder case two days ago? Even the newspapers broadcast it. ”

"No, no, it's wrong, it's not a homicide, the victim is also on leave, and his life is not in danger at all."

She didn't believe that the TV station didn't even figure this out, so what Sister Yang said was completely for the effect of the show.

"But that suspect seems to be a classmate in your class as well? How did you clear your name? ”

Mu Ling's expression became solemn, she didn't know why the newspaper suddenly knew the truth, and she didn't know why the 'chicken butt head' wanted to push that girl, at this time, she could only be vague.

"Hahaha, maybe God bless, I guess that girl didn't mean it, after all, the quality of the current students is still enough."

For Mu Ling's prevarication, Sister Yang is not ready to be embarrassed, if it is for the effect of the show, she can actually ask more tricky questions, but considering the situation of the students, it is not suitable to do so.

"I heard that our little prodigy is still a big painter? An exhibition will be held in the corridor of the North City Painting Association in July this year? ”

After the hype of the North City Painting Association, this news is not a secret at all, so many people know about it.

"It's not a big painter, it's mainly because I have two good teachers, they taught me a lot of things, and more importantly, diligence can make up for clumsiness, no matter what happens, the energy spent is proportional to the results."

"As for the art exhibition that is about to start, it's just me who is ugly, otherwise I am not qualified to hold an art exhibition in the corridor at my level." His senior brother Tang Xiaochen didn't win it, and he relied on Dong Yushi's help.

"So, the question that many people are most concerned about is, which school will Mu Ling go to? I heard that you have rejected the invitations of famous universities such as Beihua, Renmin University, and Haida. ”

Mu Ling smiled embarrassedly, the one who could do this was probably her.

"Actually, I want to thank them for their love, but for the future, I just want to be a good doctor, and I can save lives."

Mu Ling's answer was very simple, and there were no high-sounding or arrogant words, which made Sister Yang nod with satisfaction.

There are not many attractive places in the place after that, after all, Mu Ling is not an entertainment star, and she can't dig up any gossip, so at most, some family or interpersonal problems make Mu Ling choke a little.

After ending this interview, Mu Ling breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately she didn't have any special guests, otherwise she wouldn't be caught off guard, as for the people from the TV station, they were also very satisfied with this interview.

"Classmate Mu, let's send you back." A staff member said politely.

"No, I'm going somewhere else."

After speaking, she got on her bicycle and walked leisurely to the crew's path.

On the way, she was still thinking about what Lu Xin meant by saying to her at the end to be friends? Could it really be literal?

But she couldn't convince herself with this reason.

At the same time, in a bloody village, many underage children are fighting, only a dagger, but to decide who will live.

Li Chao's eyes were already drenched with blood, but he could still see the immortal will from inside.

The kid on the other side was obviously a few years older than him and much stronger.

"Young master, isn't that the sandbag you chose last time?" Cai Mengpo pointed at Li Chao and asked King, who was watching the battle from the sidelines.

Usually the human flesh sandbag will not come out of the training room alive, who knows that the young master really took his life.

King didn't answer, just looked at the boy on the field who didn't admit defeat.

They have changed, he has changed, and the world in their eyes has changed.

"Young master, do you want to take a break?"

King had already tried to challenge close to twenty people in a row in the morning, and without exception, none of them could survive three moves in his hands.

King still just watched the game on the stage and ignored it.

Cai Mengpo's eyes couldn't help but change, as if she sensed that something was wrong. (To be continued.) )