Chapter 342
(Baby, read the last chapter again, the second half chapter has been changed, you must read it again, otherwise it will be inconsistent with the following plot.)
Although Mr. Ruan Ling didn't say a word to defend Qiao Qing, just because she stood by her side, Cheng Suyun's words just now lost their credibility and became pale and powerless.
Qiao Qing's fans looked at Cheng Suyun unconsciously with a trace of disdain.
Cheng Suyun's face turned red and white when he heard the discussions around him.
Guo Yunxia's face was ashen.
And Yin Shiqiong didn't even know that her lips were bleeding from biting her lips. Looking at Ruan Ling who was standing beside Qiao Qing, the jealousy in her heart seemed to drown her.
Suddenly, an entrepreneur in suits and leather shoes said: "What is it that makes a professor of the Department of Literature of Beijing University open his eyes and talk nonsense, maliciously criticizing a truly outstanding person, and touting a nameless person?!"
At this moment, a voice came from outside the exhibition hall, "I know!"
Everyone looked out the door one after another, and saw a young man running over.
Out of breath, he said, "I said why the line is standing still. You can only find out what's going on by listening to the people in front of you. I'm also a senior student at Peking University, and I belong to the same Department of Literature as Yin Shiqiong."
As he said that, he pointed at Cheng Suyun, "This is a good professor from the Department of Literature of Peking University, but she is also the graduation tutor who brought Yin Shiqiong to graduate school!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the expressions of Yin Shiqiong and Cheng Suyun changed, causing an uproar at the scene.
Qiao Qing's fans suddenly choked up again.
"It's no wonder that he keeps talking for Yin Shiqiong and keeps belittling Fengci. This mentor is really "diligent"!"
"Isn't it? As a university professor, you can cover up your own students to the point of distorting the facts and maliciously hurting others."
It was the same entrepreneur who looked at Cheng Suyun with disdain. "My company also often invites university professors to participate in project production, but this kind of teacher, let alone please, I will not give her this opportunity!"
"As an accomplice to language, what kind of good students can such a teacher bring out? I think her mother is the same!"
"It's a good thing my child wasn't brought to her, it's so lacking in morality!"
"Is this person's title of professor not obtained by bad means? If there is such a professor in Peking University, I will doubt the level of the top universities in Peking University!"
Qi Yuyang upstairs slapped the table again, "It's beautiful! This kind of dead witch should slap her in the face severely!"
Jun Yexuan looked at Mu Jingheng and said, "Send a letter to the principal of Peking University, and it's time to clean up the house."
Mu Jingheng said: "Right away!"
Cheng Suyun listened to the discussions around her, felt everyone's contemptuous gazes, scolded Yin Shiqiong bloody in her heart, and began to secretly regret her decision.
However, when she thought of something, her expression settled down again, "So what if she knew Mr. Ruan Ling? People in the literary world know that the most authoritative organization to judge the authenticity of a writer is the Writers Association.
Shi Qiong is a member of the Lancheng Writers Association, and is about to join the Huaguo Writers Association. what is she Not to mention the Huaguo Writers Association, has the Liangcheng Writers Association invited her? ! "
After she finished speaking, Yin Shiqiong's expression softened a lot, and this was her last trump card.
Guo Yunxia also had some confidence in her heart, "That is, you don't even question the vision of the Writers Association, do you?"
As soon as she finished speaking, the host said in a daze, "Is that...the chairman of the Huaguo Writers Association?"
Everyone looked out of the exhibition hall after hearing the sound, and saw a middle-aged man walking over in a hurry.
one more
The last chapter was written too hastily last night, and it felt illogical after I finished writing it. How could someone like Mr. Ruan Ling read Yin Shiqiong's book? Just changed it, cover your face (*/?\*)
Neer coded as soon as possible, so that this situation would never happen again. mwah.
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