Never before so many eyes fell on her, Zheng Yue nervously shook the spoon in her hand,

Who is the real daughter?

This question couldn't help but reminded her of the identity she heard from Murong Qiao in the dormitory yesterday in an unremarkable tone.

"Whoever's surname is Murong in school is it." Zheng Yue said, her voice was astringent and a little sour.

Feng Xinyao's face turned pale, she heard the irony in Zheng Yue's words, and she hated this person even more in her heart.

What happened in the cafeteria was quickly spread to the forum by good students, and someone even posted a video with a tricky angle and high definition to capture the whole thing in its entirety.

Now, everyone knows that Feng Xinyao is not the daughter of the Murong family at all.

——The fake daughter is still acting so high and high, I thought she was really from some aristocratic family, and the co-authors are all pretending.

——I just want to see the faces of those who tried their best to curry favor with the school belle. It must be very interesting.

——Before someone found out that the famous brand she was wearing was a high imitation, I didn't believe it, but now I believe it.

It's not just what people on the forum said, Feng Xinyao keenly discovered that when she was walking on campus, other students looked at her differently.

Weird, sarcastic, disdainful...

"She's the school belle? She doesn't look very good, she just looks good."

"Seeing her smiling so beautifully, but her result being so hypocritical, it's in vain for me to be her fan before."

The whispering voices surrounded Feng Xinyao tightly, and every word she lowered her voice was engraved in her mind.

Feng Xinyao bumped into it a few times even if it was a private discussion.

No matter what kind of turmoil there is on campus, everyone's attention will soon be on the upcoming medical lecture.

Thanks to the "blessing" of the previous photo, this lecture was overcrowded, setting a new record for Huida lectures.

Several people from Murong Qiao also signed up for the lecture, and the lecture was about to start in ten minutes. Yang Xin had already occupied the seats, and Murong Qiao was the only one left.

"Qiao Qiao! Here, here!" Yang Xin waved his hands and called out to Murong Qiao who had just entered the door.

Following the direction of the voice, Murong Qiao found his seat and sat down, he couldn't help exhaling.

The noisy voices around her almost drowned her whole body. There were even more students who came today than at the opening ceremony, and the entire auditorium was full.

beep

It is the sound of microphone debugging.

The entire auditorium was instantly quiet, and a needle could be heard.

"Hi everyone, I'm Murong Zheng." The cold voice was transmitted from the PA equipment to everyone's ears.

Murong Zheng stood on the podium, wearing his usual white coat, speaking with one hand half holding the microphone, but there were still many girls who couldn't help but look at his clear and indifferent face, and didn't have the heart to listen to everyone. talking about something.

"The theme of this time is to make college students clearly aware of the importance of physical health and the dangers of bad habits." Murong Zheng scanned the audience without stopping.

His eyes didn't rest on anyone, and he didn't know how to read the manuscript under the microphone. He spoke fluently and clearly, and even those incomprehensible medical terms seemed to become sounds of nature in his mouth.

The girls in the whole school did not shout and scream, but chose to listen to the lecture quietly, but the admiration and love in their eyes almost overflowed.

"According to the statistics of bad habits among college students, staying up late ranks first, followed by irregular eating..."

Second brother's voice was still as cold as ever, and it sounded familiar to Murong Qiao's ears.

She raised her eyes to look at Murong Zheng, and saw her second brother's calm posture on the podium at a glance.

Not everyone can come to Huida's lectures. By default, they are all representative figures in a certain field. Now that Murong Zheng is standing here, Murong Qiao can't help but feel a sense of pride in his heart.

The second brother is really good.

An hour is a long time, but it is surprisingly shortened in the auditorium.

The difficult lectures in the past have been changed, and the voice is so good that they still want to listen to the second and third scenes, wishing to keep their eyes on the people on the stage, unwilling to leave.

After a lecture, Murong Zheng suddenly had a lot of fans, and everyone wanted to get in touch with Murong Zheng after the lecture.

"This lecture ends here, and I hope everyone can take good care of their own bodies." After finishing his speech, Murong Zheng turned around and stepped off the stage cleanly.

Just a few steps away, he was stopped by a bold girl.

"Hello, may I add your contact information!" The girl stood in front of Murong Zheng with a blushing face.

As if she mustered up her courage, she held up her mobile phone and handed the WeChat QR code on it to Murong Zheng. The freckles on her face were covered by a blush, making her look a little cute.

Murong Zheng was blocked by her, so he had to stop and look at her, and the eyes of the audience followed closely behind.

"You don't look like a doctor." He said suddenly.

The girl didn't expect Murong Zheng to say such a word suddenly, and waved her hand unexpectedly. "I, I'm only a sophomore."

"I have seborrheic hair loss, the dark circles under my eyes can't be changed even with makeup, and my skin is rough and dull." Murong Zheng spoke unceremoniously, and he also picked out the points that girls care about. "You can't do anything in the lecture, and if you're not a doctor at this age, it proves that we have nothing in common."

He spoke so fast that it almost made people unable to react, but when he listened carefully, he realized that he had been poked in a sore spot, which made the girl burst into tears of grievance.

This scene was watched by everyone in the auditorium, and it also made those girls who were attracted to each other give up any thought of falling in love with Murong Zheng.

With such a sarcastic mouth, falling in love with him will definitely suffer.

Yang Xin was also stunned by this scene, and looked at Murong Zheng's beautiful face in disbelief, and his good impression of him was directly overturned by his words.

"Your second brother," Yang Xin said with a strange expression, "do you always talk like this?"

She paused for a moment, and originally wanted to say that Murong Zheng's words had always been so harsh, but looking at Murong Qiao, the words became tactful again.

Murong Qiao nodded without being surprised, "That's right, he has always been like this."

She was used to her second brother's speaking style, so she wasn't surprised to see that girl rejected, but Yang Xin was different.

She originally wanted to go up and ask for contact information, but seeing this scene, she immediately retreated.

The filter of liking for handsome guys is almost shattered, the kind that can't be put back together.

"Sure enough, such a handsome guy is beyond my imagination." Yang Xin shook his head, directly erasing the fantasy of having a sweet relationship with Murong Zheng.

From Yang Xin's point of view, with Murong Zheng's mouth, even the gods have to take a few steps back, and mortals like her should not join in the fun.

She is unworthy.

Here, Yang Xin was painfully crushing her sweet fantasy, but Murong Qiao, who was sitting beside her, was thinking of Huo Yichen.

She held the phone and looked at the clean screen, but not a single message came out.

Huo Yichen hadn't shown up since the morning, which made Murong Qiao a little uncomfortable.

She seemed to be a little used to the life where Huo Yichen was always by her side, so Murong Qiao was also absent-minded because she didn't see him today.

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