Chapter 370: Rumors Spread 1
Lan Yifan had never been to this kind of place to eat, he had heard that the taste here was good, so he brought Shen Qing over to experience it.
"Grandma, eat slowly." Lan Yifan saw that the meat he had just caught had been eaten, and complained in a low voice.
"Eh, auntie, do you want to play with my horse farm?" Lan Yifan suddenly remembered that Shen Qing hadn't been to his horse farm yet.
"I don't want to go." Shen Qing was not interested.
"Okay."
"Young Master Lan?" A clear female voice came.
Lan Yifan, who was eating, stiffened, "Ahem, cough, cough!" β
Shen Qing raised his eyes and glanced over, and Mo Yan walked out of the box on the side.
"You're Shen Qing, this should be the third time we've met." Mo Yan's attention was on Shen Qing.
"Isn't it cold for you to wear so little?" She saw that Shen Qing was still wearing summer short sleeves.
Shen Qing put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth with the paper, "Does it have anything to do with you?" β
The girl's voice was too cold, and she was a clear-eyed person who knew that Shen Qing did not welcome Mo Yan.
The people who came to eat with Mo Yan couldn't help but be annoyed when they listened to Shen Qing's words.
"This Shen Qing, why is he so arrogant."
"That's it, our Mo Yan didn't say hello to her just because she didn't have friends, and she still had such a stinky face."
"It's rude."
They spoke quietly and did not dare to speak loudly.
Lan Yifan took a sip of his drink and glanced at Mo Yan, "Miss Mo, don't disturb us eating if there's nothing to do." β
Look, choke him so much that his face is red.
"That's really bothering you two." Mo Yan squinted her eyes and smiled, turned around and left with her friend.
"Yanyan, is that man Shen Qing's boyfriend?" Someone heard Mo Yan call him Young Master Lan, and it is estimated that he is also a rich second generation.
Mo Yan glanced at the girl who spoke, "I don't know about this." β
The others looked at each other and smiled tacitly.
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The next day, when Shen Qing arrived in the classroom, the study committee was collecting the zoology homework of the previous week.
"Shen Qing, you haven't handed in your homework for a long time." The study committee member is a boy, and he came over to block Shen Qing in front of him, looking like you can't leave without handing in your homework.
"I didn't write it." Shen Qing said lightly.
Xu Yiyi sat in the last row of the classroom, and was stunned when she saw Shen Qing coming in, she had disappeared for a month.
"School Committee, School Committee, let's hand it over ourselves next time." Xu Yiyi came over with a smile and played a round for Shen Qing.
The school committee glanced at them and frowned, "Okay, you go to the office to find the teacher by yourself." β
"Okay!" Xu Yiyi waved at the school committee, and then pulled Shen Qing to sit behind.
"Qingqing, fortunately, I have a new exercise book here, you can hurry up and write your homework." Xu Yiyi took out an unused exercise book from the white canvas bag, and took out a pen for Shen Qing.
Shen Qing frowned, still holding the pen and writing a scribbled name.
When Wen Yi came in, she saw Shen Qing writing, "How can the top student in the college entrance examination write words, it's not as good as a dog?" β
Shen Qing raised his head and glanced at her lightly, "I haven't seen you crawl, I can't write." β
"PoofβAng." Xu Yiyi laughed out of a pig cry and quickly covered her mouth with her hand.
"Shen Qing, what do you mean?" Wen Yi threw the notebook in his hand on the table and made a big sound.
It was not early before the start of class, and there were already many people in the classroom, and as soon as Wen Yi's voice came out, everyone looked behind them in unison.
Shen Qing and Wen Yi got on the bar again, and many people took out their mobile phones to take pictures.
"Who dares to shoot?" Shen Qing glanced at the people around him, his expression was faint, without the slightest emotion.
Those who took out their mobile phones quickly put down their mobile phones again, and Shen Qing spoke, they didn't want to get into trouble.
Wen Yi glared at her viciously, "What, scared?" You are just this good-looking face, what kind of Chinese painting masters, DL designers, are all characters created for you by your rich second-generation boyfriend. β
Rich second generation?
Gu Ting is at least four generations rich.
"Wen Yi, if you are jealous and can't get used to Shen Qing, just say it, is it fun to spread rumors here?" Xu Yiyi stood up and stood in front of Shen Qing.
"Do you want us to crowdfund you to give you money to go to the whole Rong, and you can also find a rich second generation and package it for you."