Feminist God

Lin Qing turned around, feeling a little surprised. What did these middle-aged women mean by not letting her go?

Seeing many women showing malicious smiles, he instantly thought of some ugly news.

A certain male college student was threatened and forced by a beastly female professor, causing the male college student to be angry and afraid to speak out.

Is it possible?

Lin Qing narrowed his eyes, feeling that such a thing was impossible.

"What's the meaning?"

"What do you mean?" Minister Shen kept typing and shouted angrily: "Do you know that because my daughter has used Panda to chat, and now she is looking for life and death all day long to marry a man older than me, my daughter is just 23 years old.”

"Do you know what kind of bad nature your live broadcast has caused? Nearly half of the students were absent from class in the morning!"

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Listening to their angry voices, Lin Qing couldn't react. Can such a bad debt be blamed on herself?

"If you can't poop, it's because of the pit!" Lin Qing said after understanding why they were angry.

"." Many school leaders were speechless.

Lin Qing said seriously: "At least my company has a better reputation than any other company. Being addicted to my products represents the market. At least you can play without spending money. If you switch to another company, who will give it to you for free?" use?"

"." The arrogance of many school leaders suddenly disappeared.

Lin Qing said again: "Students have poor self-control. In my opinion, the main responsibility lies with you. If you..."

He said various things again, but almost every sentence was an accusation of the crimes of these middle-aged women.

Many school leaders lowered their heads in shame. Although it sounded like this, when these words came out of their mouths, why did they feel a little wrong?

It was obvious that he was the one who set up an army to investigate, but why was he scolded by a little boy?

Although what the other party said was somewhat reasonable, why did I insist on hitting someone? !

Seeing that the other group of people were speechless by what he said, Lin Qing waved his hand and said, "I'm leaving."

"Wait a minute, let's go together." Dean Sun saw that Lin Qing was becoming more and more satisfied, and he wished he could give his little granddaughter, who just turned seven this year, as his wife.

Such a promising man will definitely be very fond of others in the future.

And it’s not at all a loss that I can wake up laughing in my dreams, gain both wealth and wealth, and be happy!

She chased him out amid jealous eyes.

Behind him, the leaders of the School of Performance and the School of Music also followed suit, planning to trick Lin Qing into changing his major. With such good conditions as his, it would be a pity not to shine on the stage in the future.

Lin Qinggang and Wu Lian are leaving.

Three leaders were chased out of the conference room.

Dean Sun's face turned black with anger. The two colleagues looked at Lin Qing as if they were looking at a flawless treasure passed down from generation to generation. What does this mean?

Want to poach someone?

Dean Sun was the first to quit!

"Is Lin Qing interested in attending our college?" the two leaders of the Music School and the Performance School asked in unison.

Dean Sun showed signs of wanting to hit someone.

"Not interested." Lin Qing refused simply.

"Don't refuse outright. You may have this plan in the future. This is my mobile phone number. Please add it."

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Finally, the mobile phone numbers of the three deans of the School of Computer Science, School of Music, and School of Performance were added to the address book, and the matter was considered over.

On the way back, Dean Sun kept asking Lin Qing questions, leaving Wu Lian confused.

When Lin Qing returned to the dormitory, Dean Sun glanced at the building, then turned to look at Wu Lian, his eyes flashing with unclear meaning.

Through the conversation, Dean Sun learned that Wu Lian didn't know Lin Qing's other identity at all, but in the conference room, Wu Lian's care for Lin Qing was like an elder treating a junior, and it could be seen that he was sincere.

Is this the legendary saying that fools are blessed?

Wu Lian was so angry that she didn't dare to breathe.

"You have done a good job. Try to maintain a good relationship with Lin Qing in the future. This little guy is not a simple man. He is not an ordinary boy."

Dean Sun said these words before leaving.

Wu Lian scratched her head, recalling what her leader had just said before leaving.

Maintain a good relationship with Lin Qing?

He almost treats Lin Qing as his own son, how can he maintain it? Do he really want his seventeen-year-old daughter to marry him?

Wu Lian was confused about this.

Then I thought about the leader saying that Lin Qing was not simple.

Wu Lian nodded in agreement. A young boy beat up five drunk girls and knocked out two of them. It was really not easy. He didn't expect that even the leader knew about it. It was simply unbelievable!

In the evening, the three sissies in the dormitory all watched the live broadcast in unison, looking at those super-cool young anchors!

Lin Qing's computer screen was different from theirs, because he was playing games live, and various fans were crying and howling on the public screen, as well as many negative comments from black fans.

"Trash anchor!"

"There's an inside story, and I don't know anything except a face!"

"This is simply a discredit to the anchor."

These are all statements made by black fans. Lin checked out the information of many of these people. They are all fans of other anchors, and they are all jealous of their exposure.

Lin Qing smiled and ended the live broadcast without caring at all.

"Is anyone going to take a shower?" Lin Qing stood up and asked.

"Wait for me." Wang De blushed and was still looking at the computer screen. On it, a woman with hair dyed in colorful colors was telling interesting jokes.

While he was talking, the bedroom door opened, and a little girl who looked like a porcelain doll walked in.

Immediately, Lin Qing and others looked over.

"Little prodigy Yao Meng?" Liang Qingshi was quite surprised.

Lin Qing was very curious as to how this little girl came in so late at night, and how she ran into the dormitory of four young men.

Yao Meng walked up to Lin Qing with her head held high, her eyes narrowed into a crescent shape, and she said with a smile: "Brother Xue~"

"Who let you in, little brat?" Lin Qing was sitting on a chair, almost as tall as Yao Meng.

While drinking water, he looked at the fifteen-year-old girl in front of him.

"I just said come in to find someone, and the dormitory manager let me in."

"What's wrong here?" Lin Qing asked again.

Yao Meng immediately stopped smiling and showed a serious look. She took out an envelope from her back and handed it over. She held her head high and said, "My roommate Ma Rongrong wants to meet you at the playground tomorrow night. I want to take you to see the most beautiful place in the world." The night scene is nothing more than the stars and moon in the sky, which are very childish things.”

Her serious look made Lin Qing laugh with just one sentence, and also made Liang Qingshi and others laugh.

A fifteen-year-old girl calling someone childish is a bit funny no matter how you look at it.

When I heard laughter outside the dormitory, many people came over. They all looked at Yao Meng, the little drama prodigy, with smiles. However, due to Lin Qing's strong aura, no one dared to walk in.