Chapter 315 Relying on ability to make a living

Midsummer Night remained motionless, "The director thinks it's wrong for me not to delay my studies and make money on my own ability? Or is it wrong for me to win awards for the school? Or maybe I'm being criticized by many but I saved people's lives in times of crisis, even the police and passers-by.

Everyone is full of praise for me, but you still think that I deserve to be punished?"

On a midsummer night, I arched my back, pinched the lily stem on the director's coffee table, and played with it in my hand, with a fresh sarcasm on the corner of my mouth.

"The director is already sitting in this position, how can he still be confused by a group of brainless children who are making trouble?"

The director listened to her words and agreed with her.

But the last sentence she added made him angry again. He gritted his teeth and said angrily: "How arrogant! You, a student, dare to mock me and teach me how to do things?"

"Okay, not to mention that you saved a car accident today, and you did a good job in reverting one code to another, but you are still in the third year of high school, so you are doing some bullshit game anchor! Now you have a wild personality, and you are still in public

He threatened to kill his deskmate. On a midsummer night, the school treats you but it doesn’t have no bottom line."

The director was so angry that he felt so angry that his whole body swelled up.

He had already known about the beating on the rooftop on Midsummer Night.

But the process for her to enter the school was too simple, so simple that there must be other forces behind her! So it was better to do less than to do more, so the director turned a blind eye, but he didn't expect that she was getting more and more presumptuous.

The current evaluation of Shenggao on the Internet is polarized. If it affects the school's evaluation, not to mention the difficulty of entering a higher school in Midsummer Night, even his reputation as the director will be difficult to protect!

"What happened to the game anchor?"

A cold and magnetic voice sounded from the door.

Xun Sheng looked around, and Gu Fengchen opened the door and came in. His brows were slightly furrowed on his cold and handsome face, and he looked at the director with a heavy gaze, "I have never heard that there is nothing wrong with relying on your own ability to make a living without stealing or robbing.

.”

After saying that, he took the opportunity to sit next to Shengxia Ye.

"Mr. Gu..."

The director was shocked by his invisible and coercive aura. He swallowed and then said with a bitter smile: "Of course this is correct, but -"

"Such a big thing happened this morning. Why didn't you mention it to me in the car?"

The director was talking, but it was a pity that Gu Fengchen didn't pay attention to him. His eyes were fixed on Shengxia Ye's face, his eyebrows were very low, and there was a signal of worry in his eyes.

He also knew it.

Shengxiaye shook his head, "It's not a big deal."

Gu Fengchen's eyes were a little deep. He naturally knew her character. Such an understatement was consistent. He exhaled lightly and asked softly: "Is the injury serious? I'll let the doctor come and take a look at you."

"I know a little about bandaging. I've treated the wounds myself, so don't worry."

"Ahem..." The director tried to clear his throat to draw the vassal's attention. When the man looked sideways at him, he smiled and said: "Mr. Gu, it's not that I intentionally blame Xia Ye or cause trouble for her.

, it is true that she has caused too much trouble recently, many classmates have come to report to me, and there are also a lot of negative news about her on the Internet, which has had a huge negative impact on the school and her personally."

The director was also very aggrieved.

Dealing with Shengxia Ye will make Mr. Gu angry; without dealing with her, public opinion cannot be calmed, and there will be no peace among the students.

There were so many complaints that he had to do something.

Even if it is a cold treatment, it is good to let Sheng Xia Ye go home for a few days before going back to school.

"Really?" Gu Fengchen was sitting upright, his expression as frozen as ice. It was so cold that the temperature in the office dropped sharply, making people shudder.

"You can list some points with me." He said softly.

The director's shoulders trembled with fear and he opened his mouth. Thousands of words were stuck in his throat and he didn't know where to start.

How dare he?

Knowing that Mr. Gu favors Shengxia Ye, you still scold her in front of him. Doesn't he think his life is too long?

Gu Fengchen threw the phone to him.

"have a look."

The director carefully picked up the phone and said in a nervous voice, "Mr. Gu, what... is this?"

Two videos.

In one paragraph, the police clarified that Shengxia Ye was not the murderer and expressed their gratitude to her for turning the tide today;

This section shows the growing popularity of Sheng Xia Ye in the live broadcast room, and a screenshot of her show’s zero violation rate.

"Now that the game has been listed as an Olympic competitive event, with the permission and support of the country, she can be selected by a professional team, which naturally has her own strength. If she really replaces the national team to win the championship one day, it will only bring great success to Shenggao.

Come to a brand new honor, bullshit live broadcast? Are you belittling her, the professional team, or our country?" Gu Fengchen played with the lily stems on the table that had dried up before being watered, and spoke slowly, speaking at a fast pace

Smooth, yet impactful.

Sheng Xiaye stared at the movements in his hand that were similar to hers just now and squinted her eyes.

She glanced at his profile again.

It was because the sun was too bright today, or because of the director's pig-headed face, she felt that today he was taller and more handsome than usual.

"I don't dare!"

The director was so frightened that his voice trembled, his legs shook like chaff, and he almost lost the strength to stand in front of Gu Fengchen. He was about to cry, "How could Mr. Gu give me such a big label? I don't think so either.

I don’t understand games. I just saw people on the Internet talking about what kind of female anchor she is, so I thought——"

"I'm a serious female game anchor, I only broadcast skills." Sheng Xia Ye said coldly.

"Well, she has never dated even the top brother on the list. She is the most serious and popular female anchor on the entire platform." Gu Fengchen added.

Midsummer Night stared at him with questions.

Are you sick?

Does he need to say more? Is he afraid that the director doesn't know that he is number one?

Gu Fengchen looked at Sheng Xia Ye and had something to say but swallowed it back. He looked speechless and helpless. He looked at her playfully and curled his lips. His mood relaxed like the bright sunshine outside the window.

"I made a misunderstanding. I'm too old." The director wiped the sweat from his forehead, bent down and smiled at Sheng Xia Ye, "Xia Ye, the director wants to say sorry to you. I'm sorry."

Sheng Xia Ye raised her eyes lightly and looked at him, "I have to record programs for the school, study, and work part-time as an anchor to make money. I am extremely busy every day, as if I have to deal with these rumors. I am very tired director."

"Yes, yes! Come to think of it, you are a little girl, you are beautiful on the surface, but you must have worked twice as hard as others behind the scenes. It is the director who is superficial and mean." The director nodded repeatedly, "Don't worry, I will solve these scandals in the school.

In the future, your classmates are not allowed to arrange things for you randomly and affect your study and life."

Gu Fengchen looked at him and added lightly, "The next physical education class of Class

The director laughed, rolled his eyes, and nodded immediately, "Okay, okay, I understand."

(End of chapter)

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