[BL, MTL] The Villain Is Too Cute (Quick Wear)

Chapter 73: The Whole World Knows That I Was Hugged Wrong (36)

At first in the examination room, Jiang Mingqin looked at the blank manuscript paper and the test paper that smelled of printing ink in front of her. After she got the paper, she turned it over and over again several times. After thinking hard, her mind was still blank. Because of being too nervous, all those old mathematical formulas appeared in front of my eyes, but it seemed that I couldn't apply any of them.

　She knew at this moment that she was completely finished.

　So there was no need to pretend, her face was terribly pale, her hand holding the pen was trembling, and she kept thinking about how she should faint. In the examination room, everyone was racing against time to do the questions, and the girl's The state is very abrupt.

　The invigilator noticed her at a glance, and before he could take a second look, he saw the girl lying on the table and passed out.

　The young invigilator suddenly panicked. He is an ordinary teacher in a nearby middle school. This is the first year of invigilation. He has never encountered a situation where someone passed out in the examination room. He patted the girl's shoulder and asked concerned: "Classmate, classmate, are you feeling unwell?" He only patted twice, obviously with very gentle force, but as the thin white arm slipped, the girl's thin body suddenly seemed to be broken

　. He fell to the ground like a stringed kite, his eyes were tightly closed, revealing a beautiful face, his face was as pale as paper, and his lips had no blood at all, his weak breathing as if he had a bad symptom caused the examination room to exclaim .

　Because someone suddenly fell towards him, the boy at the next table screamed in fright, and the pencil case full of things fell to the ground.

　Seeing this, the young invigilator was also so frightened that he didn't know how to place his hands and feet. He wondered suspiciously, could it be that he was really rude just now? Why did the examinee fall down when he touched it? Another experienced old invigilator frowned, stepped forward in a well-trained manner, helped him up, and asked a few words, classmate, how are you? Can you hold on?

　After repeated inquiries and no answer, an ambulance was called. After all, the girl's coma looks very serious. They always have some common first aid medicines in the exam room, so they can only send her to the hospital. Otherwise, who knows what's going on with the girl. Liability for delay in treatment.

　The arrival of the ambulance caused an uproar on the quiet campus. The students in other examination rooms heard the sound, and their minds were a little flustered for a while, and they couldn't help thinking wildly: Someone fainted, it was because they were not in good health , Did you faint from eating something in the morning, or did you faint because of the terrible difficulty of this year's test questions? So one by one couldn't help but flipped back to see the big math problems behind them.

　Yin Minglu was not disturbed. After seeing the stretcher carried by the corridor and the face of the girl on the stretcher, he withdrew his eyes indifferently, continued to write quietly, and repeatedly calculated on the manuscript paper, one by one. Juanxiu's handwriting appeared on the scroll, very pleasing to the eye.

　He had already guessed that Jiang Mingqin would do something like this. When the whole class assembled in the morning, the girl looked at her from time to time, bit her lips angrily, her face was tense, her eyes wandered, and she was completely absent-minded even when someone was talking to her. It didn't look like he was going to the exam room at all, but he was planning something.

　At that time, he knew that this girl must be messing with something again, so it was as expected. He probably knew that he couldn't pass the exam, and even knew that he could only pass the exam to an ordinary university, so he simply gave up the qualification this time to avoid his edge. When the time comes, I will have an excuse to answer. I am unwell, so I didn't perform well. After all, she didn't even play. She probably fainted just after entering the examination room. Who knows what her level is? Someone asked From now on, believe it or not, she can only let her tongue shine.

　Except for the teachers and classmates, no one knew that she had no intention of studying in the past six months, so her level dropped sharply.

　After Yin Minglu finished the test paper, he turned back to the first page and checked it carefully. After making sure that there were no mistakes, he cleaned up the table and stepped out of the test room calmly.

　He was not the first person to leave the examination room. As soon as he left the school gate, he saw someone surrounded by reporters. Facing a large number of microphones, the examinee scratched his head, his dark face flushed, and he seemed a little embarrassed.

　After Yin Minglu glanced at the TV reporters, he decisively lowered his hat, put on his school uniform, and made a detour, but his appearance was so conspicuous that he was quickly spotted.

　"Ah! It's Yin Minglu! There he is!" Someone with sharp eyes could easily see through Yin Minglu's disguise.

　"Where is there?" Another reporter immediately looked up, grabbed his camera, and looked around.

　"That's the one with the hat! I recognize his shoes, he showed them off on Weibo!" The man's tone was firm, and the journalists present immediately raised their spears and cannons, and strode over.

　"I found it, I found it, director and director, quickly open the live broadcast room!" The colleague was a step too late, and couldn't find a place to plug in, and immediately looked into the live broadcast room with a mournful face.

　In less than half a minute, Yin Minglu was surrounded by reporters, all of them looked like they had been beaten to death. They put the microphones in front of him, and the flashlights flashed beside him like an artificial day.

　Outside the reporter's encirclement was another group of passers-by with parents watching the excitement and eating melons, as if they were watching some celebrity. Yin Minglu couldn't move at all, so he had no choice but to stop and accept the interview. Anyway, for him, this is commonplace.

　Most of the reporters were still very polite, and they couldn't restrain their excited smiles while asking several questions.

　Reporter A: "Student Yin, you just finished the first math test in the morning. Do you think this year's math is difficult?" Yin Minglu: "It's 　okay 　.

　" "Just kidding." 　Reporter C: "Which school are you going to take? Last year your game won an award in New Zealand, and Mr. Yin donated a huge sum of money to the local area. If you are admitted to your favorite school this time, Mr. Yin Will there be any indication?" God knows, everyone likes this kind of rich man who throws money around to do charity when he's in a good mood. 　Yin Minglu pondered for a while, and then said: "My dad seems to have said that no matter which school I become an alumnus, I will donate the teaching building to that school." He has almost forgotten the original words, only remembering that Yin Yunqiu consulted him and donated When he asked whether the teaching building should be named after him, he immediately rejected it because it might be too embarrassing for the senses it might bring. He usually flaunts his wealth to show off his wealth, but he doesn't have the bad habit of donating any elementary school with his name in the circle. 　As soon as he finished speaking, a voice from the crowd hurriedly said: "Then Peking University welcomes you!"











　There was a roar of laughter.

　Of course, in a group of gentle and family-like questioning interactions, there are also discordant questions. A reporter shrank his beer belly desperately, squeezed into the interview circle with all his strength, came to Yin Minglu, and asked a question abruptly: "Mr. The female student is in the same class as you, and her condition seems to be very serious, will you visit her in the hospital later?" Yin Minglu politely replied: "Yes, but after the college entrance examination." Hearing this, the reporter seemed to have caught

　her

　. He immediately said in a sharp tone: "Why wait until after the college entrance examination? Isn't it possible now? Last year, a girl had her period and fainted in the examination room. A boy she had never met carried her on her back. As a classmate, you guys have been together for nearly three years, are you so cold-blooded and ruthless? You can't even do such a trivial thing as visiting a classmate in the hospital?" This aggressive question

　, At first glance, it seems that there is nothing wrong with it. If a classmate is sick, you should really go to see it. But if you look carefully, you will find that there is a sense of "moral kidnapping". If you don't go, you will be accused of being indifferent, selfish, and heartless. Lung, use favors as a sharp weapon to force you to make a statement.

　This method is really damn familiar, An Meijun's usual method in the childhood of the original owner, knowing that he is a public figure who is not too old or young, and he can't splash dirty water, so he intends to use this to force him to submit. My daughter had an accident in the exam room, so I wanted him to give up the exam because of the delay, or have an "accident" on the way?

　Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Yin Minglu's eyes were dark and quiet. Before he had time to express his opinion, his real classmates stood up and spoke for him.

　"Hey, comrade reporter, you are very strange? We have a very important Chinese test in the afternoon, how can we have time to visit?" "Yes, yes, and classmate Jiang has already been sent to the hospital

　. Her parents will take care of her, so why should classmate Yin go to see her? He is not classmate Jiang's boyfriend, nor is he a doctor or nurse. He can prescribe medicine and treat illnesses, so what's the use of him going?" Yes,

　boy What's the use of going there, as a wooden stake? It would be better not to go!

　Everyone who had been confused by the reporter's few words seemed to be awakened and realized this problem.

　"That's it, don't bother him, okay, this kind of question is really unreasonable." At

　this time, the benefits of excellent popularity were reflected. After being robbed by a group of students, the reporter's face turned green and pale, and finally His face was flushed, and he seemed embarrassed to stand where he was, and justified himself: "It's not like this, I just think..."

　Yin Minglu, as the person involved, did not speak from the beginning to the end, but he stared at the other party with meaningful eyes. As if a chill had climbed up the back, making people unable to breathe, the reporter's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared without a sound, and left the interview circle in despair.

　On the other side, in the hospital.

　Because of his sister's sudden fainting, Jiang Mingyao rushed to the hospital in a hurry, unable to pick up the boy, so he called another life assistant, Xiao Wang, and asked him to pick him up. By the way, he wanted to keep an eye on the other person's lunch, the weather was scorching hot , and don't be greedy for cold food, don't drink too much soup for lunch, and don't eat spicy and cold food, so as not to have diarrhea and affect your performance in the exam.

　Xiao Wang responded obediently on the face, but secretly muttered, what's the situation with Brother Jiang, he is just a driver and assistant, why do he care so much about the boss.

　Under the protection of her family, the "comatose" Jiang Mingqin woke up leisurely. In fact, she really fell asleep accidentally, so in Jiang's father Jiang's mother's view, her daughter couldn't wake up even when she screamed. It's really serious. After finally waking up, the couple were afraid that their daughter would feel uncomfortable. After all, the college entrance examination is a major event in life. Can normal students feel uncomfortable if they miss it?

　So they thoughtfully comforted their daughter, saying that it's okay to miss it this year, the worst thing is to go back to school for another year, take good care of your body and take the exam in the second year, and you will definitely perform well.

　Hearing these words, Jiang Mingqin was dumbfounded, and her nails couldn't help clenching the white sheet underneath. She thought to herself, this couple is really nosy, she was pretending to be sick because she didn't want to take the exam, and she deliberately Call her uncle to help her conceal her illness. Anyway, the Yin family will buy her a college, so why bother to repeat her studies? If you go, maybe you will be laughed at.

　But she was really afraid that the Jiang family would force her to repeat her studies, so she gritted her teeth and kept on doing nothing, directly exposing the truth.

　Now the Jiang family is in chaos, because after the daughter read her medical report, she didn't know what she saw. The little face that was already as white as a piece of paper turned whiter, and the delicate face was full of tears. Then, it seemed that the grief was uncontrollable, and then it seemed that he had exhausted all the strength in his body and cried: "Dad! Mom! Brother! It turns out that I am not your biological daughter, not your biological sister! I was adopted by you, Isn't it?"

　The Jiang family couple was stunned in an instant, "Why aren't you our daughter?" They took care of them from childhood to adulthood, how could they hug the wrong one?

　A trace of injury flashed across the girl's face. She covered her face and wept softly, "Don't lie to me anymore. Our blood types don't match at all. Dad has type AB blood. How could he give birth to me as type O? I'm sure Was it carried over by you from another place?"

　What! ? Except for Jiang Mingyao, who already knew the truth, Jiang's father and Jiang's mother were all shocked, and their minds were strongly shocked. But what made them even more flustered was still to come. No matter how they explained that their daughter was not adopted by them, or that they would not abandon you even if they were not their own parents, the girl waved her sharp claws and blushed. Eye sockets were tearing the sheets on the hospital bed, crying and splashing constantly, all she said was that she was going to find her biological parents.

　Jiang's father and Jiang's mother didn't have time to be heartbroken, one head and two elders, knowing that the youngest daughter is weak, and seeing that she is emotional now, they dare not provoke her, so they can only comfort her with good words. But the more she comforted her, the more excited the girl became and cried even more. For a while, the ward was in a panic.

　On the other hand, An Meijun is also repeating the old trick.

　Lying weakly on the white hospital bed, she stretched out a slender and soft hand towards Yin Yunqiu, as if she wanted to reach out and grab the most unforgettable and affectionate man in her life.

　Yin Yunqiu gave her a cold look, dodged it, and said to the doctor, "You mean, Miss An fainted from anemia, and you did an examination and found that the child she gave birth to had the same blood type as mine and hers. None of them match, you suspect that Ming Lu is not my biological child?"

　The man's gestures showed an aura of calm and self-importance, stared at by those sharp and cold phoenix eyes, An Meijun's uncle was embarrassed for a moment, feeling as if he had been seen through. But recalling his niece's entrustment, he could only bite the bullet and continue playing tricks: "Yes, it's really a coincidence. The blood types of the young master, his wife, and Mr. don't match. I suspect that we were wrong. Last year, our hospital moved. Once, I lost a lot of archives and records from the past, so it may be a bit troublesome to find them, but it depends on human effort, Mr. Yin will definitely find his own flesh and blood." Before Yin Yunqiu could sneer, An Meijun's body was crumbling, and she clutched her

　heart , Chuchu pitifully said: "Yunqiu, you may not believe it, but my heart is hurting now, I seem to have sensed a girl, our biological child, who has been suffering in an unknown place for eighteen years. Minglu doesn't know whose child it is, so we had the wrong embrace back then, because of the nature of blood relationship, no wonder I couldn't get close to Minglu." Now I'm starting to whitewash myself

　? He didn't forget to give eye drops to his nominal son who was still writing in the examination room.

　Let her cry for a long time, Yin Yunqiu's face was stern, as if he was watching a performance that had nothing to do with him, until the other party got involved with Minglu, he said in a deep voice: "You really don't know where your daughter is?" When asked suddenly,

　An Meijun was stunned, with tears still in her eyes, she forgot to cry for a moment, she grinned awkwardly: "Yes, yes, that is my own daughter, if I had known earlier, how could I have made her a child?" I've been living alone at a young age, after all, they are my own flesh and blood." But

　the more he talked, the man didn't give the slightest response from the beginning to the end, An Meijun felt uneasy, raised his eyes uneasily, But she met the man's bottomless black pupils, his face was as cold as ice, and his aura was as fierce as a vulture on the top of a mountain, staring at her with a storm brewing in his eyes.

　An Meijun was so frightened that she couldn't speak, cold sweat broke out on her forehead, her heart was flustered, and she kept thinking, what does Yunqiu mean by this, did she not believe what she said?

　As if giving an ultimatum, the man's eyes darkened, and his tone was cold: "Let me ask again, you really don't know? No one has seen it before, but when I asked it casually, you insisted that it was your daughter."

　The air was frozen.

　An Meijun took a suffocated breath, knowing where she had lost, and she had a deep feeling, but her tone was too sure, as if she already knew the other party's gender, age and appearance.