The rich and powerful: Madam's vest is not covered properly

"Reporter Mu, what do you think of this issue?"

A little reporter looked at Mu Wan with admiration.

Mu Wan looked at the scene and couldn't judge for a while: "Look with your eyes."

Although she believed in Lin Shu, if there was no qualitative evidence, she might not be able to help with so many reporters here.

Zhu Huai'an turned to look at Chen Yuanting: "You don't say a word? Isn't this your student?"

Chen Yuanting smiled lightly: "Who are they attacking now? Do you think I dare to speak? Who is she, do I dare to move? And as a student, I kicked the iron plate this time, and I can't help. It can't be saved."

Zhu Huaian: "..."

Who told you not to know people clearly at the beginning, it’s okay now, offend the boss, let’s see if she doesn’t send you to Africa and let you dance for others there.

When everyone stared at Lin Shu with hatred.

The girl raised her dark eyes and murmured, "Evidence? Okay."

When everyone in the venue heard this, they all stared at Lin Shu.

"Lin Jiu, go."

After commanding Lin Jiu, Lin Shu leaned back on the chair with an indifferent attitude, and she was lazy.

"Okay, sister."

Lin Jiu hurriedly ran to the monitoring room.

Everyone didn't understand, what did Lin Shu mean by this operation?

"Lin Shu, what do you mean? Don't fail to produce evidence then."

A teacher spoke indignantly.

"Hey, what are you talking about? Didn't they put up evidence? You'll know who it is in a while, so why are you in a hurry?"

Tang Qianze sat on the side of No. [-] Middle School, looking at those indiscriminate people with a look of disdain.

Seeing that it was Tang Qianze, the teacher turned back silently, but still looked unconvinced.

While everyone was talking silently, two videos came from everyone's mobile phone.

The first one is six-year-old Lin Shu, standing in her room, dancing to the music.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is the same as Xu Tingyue's dance this time.

"It's just a video, what can it prove? No one saw Xu Tingyue stealing the video with their own eyes."

"I'm really convinced of this kind of brainless people. If you don't need your eyes, donate them. If you keep them, you'll be harming others."

"But, this is really nothing, right?"

"Isn't there another one? Take a look."

The second link is Xu Tingyue's computer, which shows that she has downloaded this video once, and the ip address on the screen is Xu Tingyue's home.

And judging from the download time, it was not a few months ago, or two weeks ago.

It turned out to be a teacher who was stealing, but I didn't understand. No wonder I didn't feel comfortable anywhere just now, and I wasn't as amazing as Huaizhong.

"I'm afraid this video is fake, right?"

Someone asked weakly.

Lin Shu slowly opened her eyes and looked at the man: "You say it's fake?"

The voice was hoarse, with a hint of coolness, cold to the bone.

Lin Shu pinched the corners of her eyes, and said expressionlessly, "Chen Yuanstop, tell me."

She doesn't talk about heroes with idiots.

"Okay, President."

Chen Yuanting smiled slightly at Lin Shu, and said something that came naturally to him.

Lin Shu coughed lightly, turned her face to meet the man's gaze, and said with a guilty conscience, "Keep a low profile."

"Okay, President."

Lin Shu: "..."

He closed his eyes completely speechless.

Sleepy as hell.

It's not over yet.

etc?What did Chen Yuanting mean just now?

President.

The president of the dance association is Lin Shu?

A group of people were stunned for a moment, and immediately vetoed it.

But it's not right, this is what Chen Yuanting said.

Who is Chen Yuanting?

The vice-chairman of the Dance Association, a direct student of the previous president.

When everyone thought he would be the president, it was unexpectedly rumored that he was just the vice president.

Do you remember that many people complained to him at that time?

Many people were curious about what the president looked like, but they didn't expect to see it today.

It's just a high school student.

It's over, they stripped the boss' vest.

Only Lin Shu and Fu Yanzhou were sitting in the first row, and they seemed to be isolated from each other.

Even with her eyes closed, Lin Shu still had a strong aura.

Fu Yanzhou's face rose slightly.

President of the Dance Association.

Fu Ming looked at the calm girl next to him, and his heart felt indescribably complicated.

He remembered that she was just a child.

Song Wenjing and Shen Chengran watched Lin Shu's mouth twitch as she was about to fall asleep.

"Aren't your eyesight good? Are you blind with such straightforward evidence in front of you?" Chen Yuan was so out of breath that he couldn't care less about his image, and cursed out loud.

Walking in front of Lin Shu and bowing his head: "Sorry, I'm not in charge."

With this attitude, there is something that other people don't understand.

The person who can make Chen Yuan respectfully and respectfully come second, isn't it here?

Xu Tingyue panicked completely, the moment Chen Yuan stopped calling out the president, she knew she was finished.

Lin Shu looked up at him, and said slowly: "You are the same as Ji Qingxu, you don't know people well."

Chen Yuanting blinked helplessly: "No, I really don't blame me for this, it's because she is really talented."

"Well, I know, I can see it." Lin Shu sat there like an old dog, holding Fu Yanzhou's hand with one hand.

Hearing this, Xu Tingyue was relieved.

She only hoped that the Dance Association would let her in, otherwise she would really never see her in Huaicheng.

But Xu Tingyue forgot the rules.

"However, just do what you want, and I will never favor anyone here."

Lin Shu looked up at Chen Yuanting, saw the complicated expression on his face, and raised her eyebrows.

The meaning is very clear, if you don't follow the rules, then he, Chen Yuan, will leave together.

Leave the dance association.

Chen Yuanting naturally understood what Lin Shu meant, this time it was mainly Xu Tingyue's problem, there was no need to involve other people.

It is Lin Shu's style to distinguish between public and private.

Chen Yuan paused and nodded: "I understand."

Turning to look at Xu Tingyue: "Go back and talk."

Grit your teeth.

Xu Tingyue knew that this was the face that Chen Yuan stopped to give her, and she burst into tears instantly.

What did she do, plagiarism, unrepentant, slander.

These or any one of them can bring her to a complete end in dancing.

Lin Zhiyuan stood aside in a daze. When she knew that Lin Shu was the president of the dance association, she was afraid that Lin Shu would come to trouble her.

But why did Lin Shu not say a word when everything was over?

She remembered the look in Lin Shu's eyes when she was backstage just now, it was clearly a warning.

It's the second time, and it's only three.

Lin Zhiyuan was the only one who was able to survive while bouncing around in Lin Shu's minefield.

"I'll go." Rossi glanced at the phone and was stunned by the content inside.

That is the new product picture released by Jingxing.

The more Rossi looked at it, the more familiar it became, and his hands trembled slightly at the end.

Mom, he seems to have found another vest of the boss.