Rolling in the arms of the paranoid boss

In the end, Ah Pin could only recognize the identity of Meng Qingning's elder brother.

Watching the little girl finish drinking the water, then turn around and walk in.

Abing's eyes deepened.

brother?
With this identity, it seems that it is not impossible.

Just dancing, I practiced for several hours in the morning, and when it was over, it was already twelve o'clock at noon.

After class, everyone went back to change their clothes.

Meng Qingning rested at the same place, and when they were almost gone, Murong Yuan took out his coat and put it on, looking at Meng Qingning and said.

"What's your plan for lunch? Go to the cafeteria, or go back?"

Murong Yuan said as he buttoned up his coat, "The chefs in the cafeteria are pretty good at cooking. I eat there every day at noon. If you want, I can take you to the teacher's cafeteria."

Meng Qingning originally thought that people were complicated and wanted to go home, but after hearing what Murong Yuan said, she immediately became interested.

The teacher's canteen is much more delicious than the student's canteen, right?

"Can I take my brother with me?"

Meng Qingning's elder brother shouted naturally.

Hearing this, Murong Yuan raised his eyebrows, and he probably understood why she called her brother, and he didn't ask her why she called him that, but just nodded.

"why not?"

"I don't care, but Teacher Murong is not afraid of being gossiped?"

"Gossip?" Murong Yuan sneered, "Apart from saying that the students I personally selected are not good, do you think I will listen to other gossip?"

Meng Qingning: "..."

It seems that he only wants to save face, but his partiality and partiality are shown, and he is not afraid of others talking about it, so what if he talks about it, he was invited by the school with great effort, so what happened to the students who prefer to take care of themselves?
unhappy?unfair?Then he will not stay in this academy.

Murong Yuan is still very crazy in this aspect, of course, that is also his crazy capital.

"Go, the teacher will take you to dinner."

When he was about to leave, two other people in the classroom suddenly ran over, they were Zhang Shuangjiang and Jiang Wanling.

Jiang Wanling still looked timid and scared, but Zhang Shuangjiang looked at Murong Yuan like a ghost.

"Mr. Murong, we also want to go to the teacher's cafeteria with you."

Hearing this, Murong Yuan raised his eyebrows.

"Although the two of us are not students personally selected by Teacher Murong, we are from the same hometown as Teacher Murong. The Chinese help the Chinese. Also, we are also Teacher Murong's students now."

Zhang Shuangjiang was extremely cheerful, in class he looked very afraid of Murong Yuan, but after class, he spoke in a nonchalant manner.

"The reaction is clever." Murong Yuan gave her a helpless look: "Also, who told you not to eat after class and hide here to eavesdrop?"

Hearing this, Zhang Shuangjiang immediately retorted: "Teacher, we didn't eavesdrop, we just packed things a little slower, and besides, you're tired from dancing, okay? And you talk loudly, I don't know That voice just reached my ears."

The more she talked, the more Meng Qingning felt that this person was like a ghost.

"All right, all right, if you want to go, if you don't take you there, I think I'll be annoyed to death by you all the way."

Murong Yuan's voice was full of helplessness, it seemed that this was not the first time he met Zhang Shuangjiang like this.

"Thank you Mr. Murong, Mr. Murong, you are so handsome, you are the most handsome teacher I have ever seen."

Zhang Shuangjiang pulled Jiang Wanling quickly to follow them, and walked directly to Meng Qingning's side.

"Hi, I greeted you just now, but I want to introduce again. My name is Zhang Shuangjiang. We will be good friends from now on. You can call me Shuangjiang. This is Jiang Wanling. You can call her Wanling."

Before Meng Qingning could speak, Zhang Shuangjiang said again: "If you don't mind, shall we call you Qingning?"

Meng Qingning glanced at her, before she could speak, Murong Yuan in front said.

"Take it easy, don't scare away the students I brought here with great difficulty."

"Mr. Murong, we are all girls, we just want to be friends. I don't want to date her. How could I scare her away?"

After finishing speaking, Zhang Shuangjiang winked at Meng Qingning.

"Are you right?"

Meng Qingning: "..."

It would be impossible to scare her away, but Zhang Shuangjiang's enthusiasm, which was very similar to Sun Miaomiao, reminded her of Sun Miaomiao at this time.

She said that she would come to find herself and let herself wait for her.

But having said that, I don't know if she will be able to come next year or not.

"You seem to be worried?"

Hearing this, Meng Qingning came back to his senses, and said softly, "You are very similar to a friend of mine."

"That friend of yours isn't with you now?"

Seeing Meng Qingning shaking her head, Zhang Shuangjiang said in satisfaction: "That's fine, during the time you are in Cariton, let me accompany you instead of her?"

"..."

"It's useless to accompany her, and she can't dance for you in the God of Dance Competition." Murong Yuan answered again coldly.

Hearing this, Zhang Shuangjiang's expression changed, and he said angrily, "Mr. Murong, who do you think I am? I want to be good friends with her because she is a Chinese. There are too few Chinese here. and Wanling, I think I can find another one?"

"I said no, will you listen?"

"will not."

Isn't that enough?Murong Yuan didn't speak any more.

And Zhang Shuangjiang already regarded Meng Qingning as his good friend, talking non-stop along the way.

It is said that she is good at talking, but in fact, every word she said is unnutritious, but she just can't stop forever, and she talks all the way, and she doesn't feel thirsty, and she doesn't feel that no one cares about her. Awkward.

Meng Qingning wasn't that kind of Madonna either, she didn't talk that much, and she just met the other party, so her attitude was lukewarm.

Zhang Shuangjiang wasn't angry either, he looked very worried.

"arrive."

Speaking voice, a group of people have arrived in front of the teacher's cafeteria.

Several people were calm, except Zhang Shuangjiang.

As soon as Zhang Shuangjiang saw the teacher's cafeteria, he immediately showed a wolf's expression.

"Ah, I've been in Caryton for such a long time, and I've passed by the teacher's cafeteria countless times, but I've never eaten in it. Woohoo, I heard that the craftsmanship in the teacher's cafeteria is better than that of the top chefs outside. "

After finishing speaking, Zhang Shuangjiang looked at Murong Yuan: "I heard that the chef here specially went to study for Teacher Murong."

Hearing this, Meng Qingning looked at him with a melon-eating expression.

"And gossip?"

"Of course, our teacher Murong is very welcome."

Murong Yuan glanced at her.

"If you talk too much, go back to your student cafeteria."

Zhang Shuangjiang didn't pay attention to him, and directly bumped Meng Qingning's shoulder, and said mysteriously: "After a while, you will see the beautiful sister who cooks rice inside, and you will know what I mean."

Um?Meng Qingning glanced at Murong Yuan, just in time to see him looking at her helplessly.