Princess is Glamorous in Modern Day

There is a specialization in the art industry. Fans only see the quantity and the gold content of the journals. They know that Xia Wanyuan is very powerful, but everyone is not very clear about the specific strength.

When everyone in the academic world saw this long list, they deliberately downloaded all Xia Wanyuan's papers and studied them.

He even watched the video of Xia Wanyuan's defense, and then everyone was in a collective state of being circled.

"My tutor told me that after watching Xia Wanyuan's defense video, he doesn't want to teach anymore. He feels that after so many years of research, he is not as good as a little girl in her twenties. She is autistic."

"Jiayi, just now our tutor has assigned a task in the group, and let us all study Xia Wanyuan's thesis and learn her ideas. I just want to say that the concubine can't do it! What can we do if we learn the ideas? , I'm not as talented as Xia Wanyuan, anymore."

[I just wanted to ask, is the bag that dropped out now embarrassing? Hahahaha, do you think it's amazing that you have published two or three papers in the four major journals? 】

[No, they are thick-skinned, he is still quibbling, saying that Xia Wanyuan not only invited him, but also many other people. 】

Netizens took a look at the Weibo where the book bag had been dropped, and sure enough, he still did not admit that he was spreading rumors, insisting that all Xia Wanyuan's papers were written by others.

@Drop Bookbag: "Hehe, she is the richest man's wife, how rich she is. To be honest, I will help her write two papers, and she can buy a house in her hometown. Who can resist such temptation?"

However, anyone who has listened carefully to Xia Wanyuan's lectures and carefully read Xia Wanyuan's thesis will know that this level of ability to drop the book bag simply cannot control Xia Wanyuan's thesis.

But there are too many people who can't help but admire Xia Wanyuan, and there are also many people who don't understand academic papers at all, and still believe in the words of dropping their book bags.

"Director, Director, what are you talking about?" In Nancheng University, the staff and the Director of Admissions looked at each other.

"I don't know," the director was also shocked. He had thought about many ways for Xia Wanyuan to fight back, and there were countless strategies to deal with it, but what he never expected was that Xia Wanyuan had produced so many papers all at once.

"What should I do?" The staff looked at the public opinion on the Internet, "Will we not be involved?"

"It's alright, the lost book bag is in Magnesium, there's no way to get him in China," the director looked at Xia Wanyuan's long list of papers angrily, his teeth were about to break.

Xia Wanyuan's number of core papers can catch up with half of the Chinese Department of their Nancheng University, which makes them the honor of the light of liberal arts.

On Weibo, the netizens had no way to get rid of the book bag, and they posted news one by one, constantly criticizing Xia Wanyuan for cheating.

Fans were angry and scolded him on his Weibo, but it was useless.

At this moment, a careful netizen discovered that Jun Shiling, who had not been online for a long time, actually showed that the Weibo account was online.

All of a sudden a conjecture emerged in everyone's mind,

Sure enough, it didn't take long for Jun Shiling's account to appear under the Weibo where the book bag was dropped.

@君SHILING: "Because you are in Magnesium, you think there is nothing you can do about the laws of China? You have to pay for rumors."

【Wow! President Jun appeared, domineering to protect his wife! Mr. Jun is so good, it's too much to hate this kind of rumor-monger. 】

[In his lifetime, he was able to have a copper mine with Mr. Jun, and he was consummated. Mr. Jun killed him.]

[Ah ah ah, Mr. Jun, I beg you and Xia Wanyuan to participate in the variety show together, please, even if you stand still, I can watch it all day. 】

It was at night in the magnesium country, the Weibo name was Drop Book Bag, and the real name was Shang Wei, who was sitting on the sofa drinking tea. Magnesium,

He has a bit of talent, but he is too arrogant. He lived in poverty in Magnesium, and he hated China so much.

He was unwilling to be dismissed from the school, and even more unwilling to see a girl in her twenties achieve so much more than him, so when Hua Guo’s anonymous e-mail wanted to make a deal with him, he easily accepted.

Seeing Jun Shiling's comment, Shang Wei sneered, "What about the richest man, can you still manage my country's laws?"

He picked up the teacup and just brought it to his lips when the doorbell rang.

"Who is it?" Shang Wei put down the teacup and went to open the door impatiently. Who else would come so late?

However, as soon as the door was opened, the federal police were on the opposite side, "We are responsible for deporting you back to China, come with us."

"Hey, why?! I didn't do anything wrong, so why send me away!" Shang Wei struggled to leave, but the federal police directly carried him by the collar and lifted him to the police car.

Inside the house, the teacup was still steaming, and there were still rumors that he had not entered on the computer desktop, as well as the constantly refreshing comments of netizens under the dynamic.

No matter how the sour and black people question it, no matter how the forces behind public opinion are pushing,

Strength is the best way to shut people up.

Scholars are not fools, nor are teachers and students on campus. They can distinguish between good and bad things.

Even if the publishing house has reprinted three times in a row, it is still unable to cope with the snowflake-like orders that fly from all over the country.

The textbooks published by Xia Wanyuan have also been used by major colleges and universities.

At this time, the remarks that Xia Wanyuan did not have the qualifications to hold a post at Qing University were no longer convincing.

In terms of lectures, Xia Wanyuan's lectures are lively, and the number of online lectures is dozens of times that of other teachers on the entire network.

In terms of the number of core journals, Xia Wanyuan alone tops half of the departments in the best liberal arts colleges.

As for the quality of publications, the reprints and sales records that have been refreshed again and again have explained everything.

[Yuan Yuan is really good, using his strength time and time again to shut up those neurotics. 】

[Actually, what I want to say more is that Yuan Yuan must have worked very hard. With so many books, I don’t know how long it will take to write them. 】

[Idols of gods, I can still be a fan for a lifetime! 】

Looking at the comments of netizens, Xia Wanyuan was a little moved.

Although she was a stranger, many people silently supported her along the way. Maybe she would never know who they were, but they seemed to have no hesitation and followed her with enthusiasm.

Just at this moment, Chen Yun made a phone call.

"Ban Yuan, your fans have been working hard for your business during this period of time. Do you want to consider giving them some welfare or something, or interact with them more."

As an agent, Chen Yun understands the psychology of fans best. No matter how many things fans do, as long as idols can post a selfie or say a few paragraphs, they will feel that their hard work is worth it.

"Okay." Xia Wanyuan responded to Chen Yun, then turned around and posted a Weibo,

@xiawanyuan: "Lottery draw, 50,000 people, 500 red envelopes plus a mysterious gift bag."

Chen Yun: I asked you to interact, but I didn't let you interact with money. Forget it, you have money. as long as you are happy.

As soon as Xia Wanyuan appeared, fans were stunned for a second, and then flooded into Xia Wanyuan's lottery Weibo like a tide.

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhly 】

[How mysterious is the mystery package? Will there be embroidered clothes I love? It's still a good drink, oh, don't care, it's already very fragrant for 500 yuan. 】

[I just like Xia Wanyuan's way of throwing money casually, money is self-willed. 】

The last time Xia Wanyuan drew a lottery for a suite on Weibo is still vivid in our minds. Everyone knows that Xia Wanyuan is generous, so in addition to fans, a large number of passers-by also participated.

"Is it still stable?" In the backstage of Weibo, the programmers are fully monitoring the carrying situation of the Weibo platform at this time.

"Okay, okay," another programmer with half bald hair was so happy that he was about to cry, "It's not worth our hard work to maintain the server for so long, this time it didn't crash, although the number of people has been increasing, but the situation is very bad. "

The word "stability" has not been uttered, and the whole office burst out with a collective "fuck"

Because, Jun Shiling followed Xia Wanyuan and posted another lottery Weibo,

The already crumbling Weibo server was completely paralyzed.

The programmer touched the remaining half of his hair and wanted to cry without tears, "I don't think I can keep you guys."

In the manor, Jun Shiling sat next to Xia Wanyuan, took out a jewelry box from behind and handed it to Xia Wanyuan, "They all have gifts, and our protagonist also has gifts."

Xia Wanyuan took it with a smile, "Thank you, Mr. Jun."

"No thanks, move back to the master bedroom to sleep today." Jun Shiling took out the necklace from the box and put it on Xia Wanyuan, "It looks good."

"Didn't I tell you, I want to accompany An Rao during this time, you sleep by yourself." Xia Wanyuan put her feet on Jun Shiling's lap, and Jun Shiling wrapped her in his arms with clothes.

"You don't have to accompany An Rao anymore." Jun Shiling hooked Xia Wanyuan's feet, causing a smile on her face.

Xia Wanyuan asked while holding back a smile, "What do you mean? Can Bo Xiao come back?"

"Kiss me and I'll tell you."

"Don't say pull it down." Xia Wanyuan already got the answer from Jun Shiling's expression.

——

In the apartment, An Rao was packing things, and the agent was helping her by the side.

"I don't need to bring this, Yuan Yuan has already prepared it for me." An Rao picked up the clothes in the closet, "This sweater can be taken over. This sweater is very soft and warm."

Seeing that An Rao was packing up seriously, the agent put down the clothes in his hand, "You look for it first, and I'll cook some noodles for you."

"Okay," An Rao didn't turn her head back, she was digging through the closet,

The agent pushed open the bedroom door, and just took two steps when he heard a knock on the door, "Hey? Didn't An Rao only place the order yesterday? Why did it arrive so quickly?"

The agent walked out while talking, but as soon as the door opened, the whole person was stunned.

The man standing outside the door looked up in awe, with a familiar smile on the corners of his lips. Could it be Bo Xiao? !

The agent "Bo" exclaimed, her face full of excited joy, Bo Xiao put her index finger on her lips and stopped her voice,

"Where's An Rao?" Bo Xiao smiled.

"I'm packing my things in the bedroom, go in quickly, I just want to go out," said the agent, picked up his bag and walked out, and pushed Bo Xiao,

An Rao and Bo Xiao haven't seen each other for so long, so she doesn't make light bulbs here.

The door was closed, Bo Xiao changed his shoes, then slowed down and walked into the bedroom.

The whole room was the same as it was before he left, not even the position of the doll had changed much. Beside the wardrobe, An Rao was wearing a white sweater with a high belly, and was seriously picking up the coat in the cabinet.

"This red one seems to be a bit small, this white one is fine." Hearing footsteps, An Rao thought it was the manager, and asked the manager to help make up her mind.

Bo Xiao stood at the door, staring at An Rao not far away, without making a sound,

An Rao seems to have gained a little weight, and has a little flesh on her face, but she is still bright and beautiful. She has no makeup today, her eyelashes are still curled and curled, and she blinks, making Bo Xiao feel sour.

"Aren't you going to cook noodles for me? I want two eggs, and the baby and I are alone." An Rao took out a white coat in her hand, turned around, and stopped half of what she said.

To Bo Xiao's surprise, An Rao didn't cry or make trouble, but closed her eyes with a little irritability in her brows, "So annoying, why did I see Bo Xiao again, am I dreaming?"

While talking, An Rao stretched out her hand to pinch her face. After all, she used to wake herself up like this in her dreams.

However, just as he put his hand on his face, someone grabbed his wrist. Bo Xiao didn't know when he walked in front of him.

An Rao opened her eyes, the warmth of Bo Xiao's palm around her wrist, An Rao's eyes widened, "You,"

Bo Xiao raised the corners of his lips and scolded An Rao, "Stupid, stupid." However, his eyes were flushed.

An Rao was still not sure, she threw herself into Bo Xiao's arms, and Bo Xiao's unique smell surrounded her at once, Bo Xiao also hugged An Rao tightly and held her tightly in his arms,

Listening to Bo Xiao's strong heartbeat, An Rao can be sure that Bo Xiao is really back,

She finally dared to cry, she was so sad in Bo Xiao's arms crying,

Bo Xiao kissed her hair from the top to the lips, ignoring the tears on her face,

An Rao sobbed, "You are so annoying, I can't breathe."

Bo Xiao stopped, stretched out his hand and tapped An Rao's head, "Idiot."

"How did you get back? Did you escape from prison?" An Rao, who had just watched the prison escape movie last night, was full of strange thoughts at the moment.

Bo Xiao really wanted to pry open An Rao's head to see what was inside, "Shut up, have you eaten yet?"

"No," An Rao shook her head,

"I'll go get you something to eat." Bo Xiao glanced at An Rao's stomach, "You can be hungry, but not my son,"

"Humph!" An Rao was provoked by Bo Xiao again.

Bo Xiao smiled and took her into his arms, "Good, just kidding, wait for me here."

"I don't, I want to be with you." Now An Rao just wants to be a clingy little tail and doesn't want to go anywhere.

"Let's go." Bo Xiao moved An Rao a stool and let An Rao sit in the kitchen while he was cooking.

"Bo Xiao, you are back, will you still leave?" An Rao is most concerned about this issue now.

"I can accompany you for a while," Bo Xiao boiled the water, then walked to An Rao and wiped her face with a wet towel, "Don't cry, I'm back, I'll show my husband a smile."

An Rao glared at Bo Xiao, but wiped away her tears, then gave Bo Xiao a smile, like a little daughter-in-law who was caught up the mountain by bandits.

"Fool," Bo Xiao had a smile in his eyes, lowered his head and covered An Rao's lips,

"Hey, my noodles," An Rao said, but her body didn't move, she even moved towards Bo Xiao.

Bo Xiao patted An Rao's head, "The noodles are not cooked yet, I will reward you with a kiss first."

What An Rao wanted to say was swallowed by Bo Xiao.

When Bo Xiao came back, An Rao naturally stayed in the apartment.

In the manor, Xia Wanyuan received a message from An Rao and glanced at Jun Shiling beside him, "Mr. Jun, thank you."

Jun Shiling glanced at her, "Try saying thank you to me again?"

Xia Wanyuan laughed, "When will you bring Xiaobao back?"

Xiaobao has been living at the old man's house for almost a week, and it is estimated that he has been homesick for a long time.

"Tomorrow." Jun Shiling typed the last words on the computer, "Can I go back to the master bedroom tonight? An Rao has gone back."

"I see." When Bo Xiao came back, An Rao could feel at ease, Xia Wanyuan's mood was much better, and she even had a little bit of playfulness.

Anyway, Xiaobao didn't come back today, Xia Wanyuan hooked Jun Shiling with her foot,

Jun Shiling held her ankle with his backhand, "Want?"

"." Xia Wanyuan kicked Jun Shiling in this position, "Can you think of anything else? I want to go out for a walk, okay?"

Jun Shiling wanted to say that it was not good. He preferred to discuss the great harmony of life with Xia Wanyuan at home.

But when Xia Wanyuan and him have ideas, Xia Wanyuan must have the final say.

"Okay." Jun Shiling said, he took the socks on the side to help Xia Wanyuan put it on, put on a hat and a scarf for her, and then dragged her out.

Jun Shiling drove, Xia Wanyuan sat in the co-pilot, and the two left the manor.

By the time the two of them finished their supper on the boat in Houhai and watched the night view, it was almost twelve o'clock in the morning.

It was very cold at night, and no one was still walking outside at this time. Jun Shiling and Xia Wanyuan walked together on a street they had never set foot on during the day.

"After choosing for so long, I still haven't picked up any interesting sci-fi scripts." Xia Wanyuan didn't wear high heels at night, she held Jun Shiling's arm, and walked and jumped, her shadows appearing more and more agile under the street lights.

"Tomorrow, I will ask Lin Jing to issue an announcement, and the whole network will collect a copy,"

"Will it be bad?" After all, Xia Wanyuan had never been in contact with sci-fi movies, and she seldom even watched it.

"Don't worry, if you don't do well, then I will support your box office by myself, and then ask the Navy to give you a high score. Is the full score enough?"

Xia Wanyuan patted Jun Shiling, "You are teasing me again."

There was a smile in Jun Shiling's eyes, "Are you stupid? You will definitely do well, I believe you."

"Okay," Although Jun Shiling was just a word of encouragement, Xia Wanyuan inexplicably felt that there was a force supporting him.

The two walked under an overpass, and in the quiet night, there was a burst of crying,

"Crazy, get out of here, I'll tell you, I don't have your daughter." Not far away, a middle-aged woman was pushing a little girl out.

"Mom, I was wrong, don't want me," the little girl looked thin and weak, like fourteen or fifteen years old, holding the middle-aged woman's legs with tears on her face,

"Go away, is it easy for me to raise your two brothers and sisters? What's wrong with letting you wash your feet? What kind of lady do you think you are?! I'll ask you a question, do you go and wash your hands for Boss Liu? Foot massage?" The middle-aged woman looked at her daughter at her feet with disgust, but couldn't see any warmth at all.

"I'm not going." The little girl bit her lower lip stubbornly. She's not stupid. What kind of foot massage is going to sell her for 5,000 yuan.

"Okay, then you will die outside and never come back." The middle-aged woman smashed her schoolbag on the little girl and left without looking back.

The papers in the schoolbag were scattered all over the place, and some of them floated to Xia Wanyuan's feet along the cold wind.

Xia Wanyuan lowered her head to pick it up, then walked up and handed it to the little girl, "These are yours."

The little girl's eyes were red, and she looked thin and pitiful. She took her eyes away from her mother who had passed away. Although she was still very young, it inexplicably made people feel that she had a lot of things in her heart.

"Thank you, sister." The little girl stretched out her hand to pick up the manuscript,

The lights were brighter here. As soon as Xia Wanyuan lowered her head, she saw the little girl's frozen, high and swollen hands. The hands had no shape and were covered with frostbite.

"If you don't have a place to stay at night, I'll help you find a hotel." Anyone who saw the scene just now could see that this little girl was abandoned by her biological mother.

"No, thank you," the little girl said in a thin voice, "I will find a place myself."

Xia Wanyuan still wanted to say something, but her eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of the manuscript paper in her hand. Just now, the light was dark, and she didn't see what was on it. Now she glanced at it casually, and it was a clip similar to a science fiction novel.

And just this little clip aroused her interest in reading,

Xia Wanyuan was a little surprised, "You wrote this?"

The little girl nodded. She didn't have any entertainment activities. Since childhood, her favorite thing was to read all kinds of bizarre books. By working in the movie theater, she secretly stood on the side and watched various movies.

Over time, there are some pictures in my mind, and I want to write them down,

Xia Wanyuan turned a few pages back, and there was a bit of light in his eyes,

The little girl looked weak and weak, and she was young, but what she wrote was imaginative.

She seems to understand why she hasn't encountered a suitable script for so many days,

Science fiction is a wild and imaginative thing, and the thinking of adults, after the changes in the world and society, will always have some stereotypes, which will be limited by various rules and regulations.

Children are different. They naturally have wonderful fantasies about the world. That kind of imagination is boundless, and it is easy to have all kinds of strange but interesting settings.

Xia Wanyuan smiled and sorted out the manuscript, "Little girl, I'll find you a place to live, I'm not a bad person, do you believe me?"

The little girl stared blankly at Xia Wanyuan's clear eyes and nodded subconsciously,

"Okay, let's go."

Xia Wanyuan stood up and placed the little girl in the hotel under the Junshi Group nearby.

It was not until one o'clock in the morning that Xia Wanyuan and Jun Shiling returned to the manor.

——

The next day, Xia Wanyuan flipped through the little girl's manuscript while filming.

She has not received any specific training, so her writing looks very immature, but she has quite a few strange ideas and ideas.

"Wanyuan, why are you here? Congratulations, you have been nominated for the Best Actress Award." A colleague from the crew passed by and congratulated Xia Wanyuan casually.

"What actress?" Xia Wanyuan had withdrawn from the sci-fi world imagined by the little girl. She didn't understand what her colleagues meant.

"Don't you know? You have been nominated as the best actress, but it seems that Su Yueran is also competing with you at the same time. I don't know who will end up winning, but congratulations, the nomination itself is very valuable." Colleague said After that, I started science with Xia Wanyuan.

At the same time, the news that Su Yueran and Xia Wanyuan were nominated at the same time were also widely spread by the media.

Since director Caron's audition, the relationship between Su Yueran and Xia Wanyuan has become very awkward.

They are also actresses with detached backgrounds, and they have a good reputation in the circle. Even the image and temperament of the two are very similar in some respects.

Everyone knows that Su Yueran and Xia Wanyuan went to the audition together. As a result, Su Yueran was chosen to play the role of director Caron's latest sci-fi film. Although it was only a female supporting role, it was enough to become famous internationally. In comparison, Xia Wanyuan was a bit inferior.

This time, the two were nominated as actresses at the same time, and everyone couldn't help but compare the two of them together.

Who will be the queen of the movie this time?

There are no chapters, and the number of words is not too short~~Good night~~