Can not doing what one wants be called rebirth?

Chapter 69 69. Go! Miao Xiaoxian
Waking up early is destined to be a long-lasting pain for workers.

The same goes for early eight.

These two classes are in the tiered classroom of Teaching Building 15 and are professional courses on organizational behavior.

After having breakfast, Zhong Ruixi and her roommates came to the classroom early and sat down, waiting for the bell to ring.

"Did you know that Senior Miao Keyan will be doing a live broadcast tonight?"

Xu Ya looked surprised and raised her head to share it with the sisters around her.

She successfully joined the Jinlang Dance Troupe and had already been a fan of the troupe leader Miao Keyan.

Sister Miaomiao is beautiful and capable, and she never hides her knowledge when doing business. She always does her best when teaching skills to these members.

"What live broadcast? How do you know?"

Ni Jiayun asked curiously.

"Weibo, they posted a nine-square grid photo on Weibo, and it's already warming up."

Xu Ya said with a smile.

“I’ll go take a look too.”

Although Qiu Xue can't dance, everyone loves beauty, and she is always excited when Miao Keyan performs.

"It's been posted on Weibo and even pinned on Tieba. Oh my god, who pinned it for her? Chairman He!"

"The dance anchor signed by the [Turning Stone into Gold] studio, Miao Xiaoxian, will premiere tonight?"

Qiu Xue held the phone in her hands and read out each word, her tone gradually becoming more surprised.

"Rui Rui, why do I seem to be a little confused?"

She put the screen close to Zhong Ruixi's face and asked, "Does this mean that Senior Sister has signed a contract with Lu Jincheng's studio?"

"should be."

Zhong Ruixi nodded and looked carefully at the pinned post, which showed the impactful nine-grid photo of Miao Keyan.

Although she didn't know exactly what happened, she remembered that sunny afternoon.

The two had a conversation in a large empty room. At that time, there were no computers, no Internet, and no Midas Touch studio with six-figure fans.

She smiled and asked the boy, what is the Midas Touch, can you really turn people into internet celebrities?

Although he did not give a direct answer at that time, there was a strong sense of confidence in his eyes.

“It looks really good.”

Zhong Ruixi took out his mobile phone again and repeatedly looked at the text and pictures of the pinned post, feeling more excited and curious about the premiere in the evening.

What does her live broadcast look like?
The professional courses of the School of Management are large classes and students from the same department take them together.

Under normal circumstances, the classroom situation for this course is that the seats are denser and fuller towards the back rows, and students will want to keep a distance from the teacher's gaze, which is a very natural thing for college students.

However, like most courses, most girls usually like to sit in the front, even if they are relatively at the back, to show that they are taking the class seriously.

Lu Jincheng and his roommates were slacking off in the last few rows, either playing games or reading novels, or secretly catching up on sleep on the tables.

Not working hard during normal times and cramming for the final exams, this is the college life for most people.

After two professional classes were over, Lu Jincheng was the first to slip out of the classroom, holding a dozen registration forms in his hand, and ran straight to the Management School Building next door.

In the counselor's office, the door was knocked regularly.

"Please come in."

There was a low and dull sound from inside the door, and there was a muffled feeling.

"Teacher Guo, I'm here to hand in the registration form for the freshman party."

Lu Jincheng pushed open the door and gave Guo Minjie a standard smile.

He has white teeth and looks like a sunny boy.

"Put it on the table first."

Guo Minjie's clothes were neatly dressed, even the buttons on her collar were not messy at all, but her hair was loose, hanging down behind her head like a black waterfall.

For the first time ever, she put on full makeup, but no matter how much concealer she put on, she couldn't hide the bloodshot veins in her eyes.

"Didn't you get a good rest last night?"

Lu Jincheng placed the form on the table, slowly moved over and sat down in front of the counselor.

"nothing."

Guo Minjie lowered her head, looking a little unnatural, and reached out to adjust the half-frame glasses on her nose.

Lu Jincheng looked at her reaction and guessed what was going on.

He looked around and saw that none of the other counselors were there.

So he leaned over and asked in a low voice.

"Teacher, your eyes are so red, have you discovered something wrong?"

"." Guo Minjie's expression changed slightly, her brows suddenly frowned, she wanted to reprimand him, but she couldn't find the right position.

She hesitated for a few seconds, brushed her hair, and responded, "I didn't expect that you have so much social experience at such a young age."

That's almost an admission.

"So he is, the type I was talking about last night?"

Lu Jincheng deliberately kept a safe distance so that Guo Minjie would not be too alert, and asked softly.

“I was deceived by him”

The counselor's ruddy lips moved and she whispered, "Maybe he doesn't like women."

She sighed, tilted her head to the other side, clasped her slender neck with her hands, and exuded a lazy charm.

"is it?"

Lu Jincheng responded softly, thinking that it would be better not to talk too much at this time.

Sure enough, Guo Minjie sniffed, and as a hint of grievance came out of her tone, tears quickly gathered in her eyes.

"So disgusting, really fucking disgusting!"

She shuddered, as if realizing her slip of the tongue, and managed a forced smile.

"Xiao Lu, please keep these things confidential for me."

"Okay, this is no problem."

Lu Jincheng nodded.

"If there's nothing else to do here, you can go back first."

"If he was determined to get married by fraud, it wouldn't be that easy for you to get a divorce. You definitely can't do it without a lawyer."

Lu Jincheng pretended not to hear and continued speaking.

"I want to be alone for a while."

In the evening, Miao Keyan came to Jiangnan Home, fully armed and carrying a large backpack.

"Are you nervous? There's a piece of paper under the computer, just look down when you can't remember what you said."

Lu Jincheng asked, sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed.

"It's okay. Anyway, you're with me, so I'm not that panicked."

Miao Keyan walked to the mirror in the living room and turned around 360 degrees.

"oops!"

"Ok?"

"What should I do? I think I forgot to bring my blush!"

The girl turned the makeup box upside down and made a loud noise, her voice was anxious.

"What's this?"

"You don't understand, you don't look good on camera without blush"

The senior student had her back turned and before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Lu Jincheng who jumped off the sofa.

Lu Jincheng straightened his body, grabbed Miao Keyan's wrists with both hands, pressed them to both sides, and kissed her.

After all, he was her lover, so the tip of his tongue just lightly touched her cherry lips, and even her teeth opened, allowing him to access her at any time.

Fresh minty flavor.

With pleasure welling up in his head, he grasped the senior sister's hands tightly and kissed her until she almost bent over the armrest of the sofa, humming with nasal sounds.

Two minutes later, Lu Jincheng stood up.

A clear, thin line stretched out between the two of them, lengthened, and then broke.

"How about it?"

"Don't you need blush anymore?"

"Um no, thanks."

Miao Keyan was breathing rapidly, looking at President Lu with eyes full of affection.

From the audience's perspective, the host's cheeks are rosy and her temperament is extremely charming.

I can no longer tell whether it is blush or the blush caused by embarrassment.

"Go ahead, it's time for you to perform."

Lu Jincheng patted her on the back and pointed to the location of the live broadcast room.

"Miao Xiaoxian."

(End of this chapter)