The First Thousand and Forty-Five Chapters Director Qi, Your Concentration Is Still Not Good Enough

No one knows what Yun Sang's "sister" on the other end of the phone said, but it can be seen from Yun Sang's expression that the pampering and satisfaction in his brows and eyes are happier than him winning the world championship.

The reporters in the live broadcast were even crazier and more eager.

Fans outside the live broadcast frantically swiped their screens to guess who Yun Sang's younger sister is.

[Is it 6V7? It was the girl who led Hunting Shadow to win the national championship in the last national competition! 】

[It must be her, the record of one person instantly killing all opponents is unbeatable until now! 】

[Yes, God S officially announced it at that time, and that message is still on the top of the scarf. 】

[Ahhh, 6V7 is so happy to have such a big brother! 】

[I rarely see God S showing such an expression, love love love, the country owes me such a big brother! 】

[The one in front, the country owes you everything! But can you compare to the strength of other people's 6V7? ! 】

[I'm the only one who thinks... the name 6V7 is ambiguous? 】

【…】

All kinds of messages and bullet screens are constantly refreshed.

At this time, Huiban was shrouded in a strange atmosphere and had not returned to normal for a long time.

They heard two words clearly: Lu Mian.

They are all too familiar with this name.

At this moment, they really want to ask, is the "Lu Mian" in God S's mouth the proud transfer student in their class?

impossible?

How could Lu Mian get involved with Yu Tian's cousin?

A circle of boys looked at each other, and no one dared to ask rashly.

In the end, it was Ge Yu who spoke, maintaining his image as a goddess without hesitation.

"It's not all said on the barrage, that sister is a member of the hunting team, God S called her first, just to inform her of the result of the game. A phone call doesn't mean anything."

"That's true."

Several other boys followed suit.

"Anyway, no matter what, Yu Tian and S God are brothers and sisters. This cannot change the fact!"

"That's it."

When Lu Yutian heard these words, his broken emotions were gradually pulled back, and his face turned pale.

She also comforted herself in this way.

A phone call really means nothing.

She asked Yun Sang to pick her up at school another day, and everyone would know at a glance.

She smiled stiffly, picked up the brush again, and continued to paint.

"Okay, the competition is over, everyone, come back and continue drawing. This Saturday is the art festival, and we have to submit works."

"Alright, listen to Goddess Yutian!"

——

Lu Mian here, after being separated from his physics class, went to the laboratory to find Xiao Qimo.

It was at this time that Yun Sang's call to announce the good news rang.

With a certain man's "calm" eyes and "friendly" smile, it was really inconvenient for Lu Mian to praise Yunsang in front of the global audience.

So at the end, it provoked Yun Sang to say such a sentence.

Lu Mian hung up the phone with a headache, and walked to Xiao Qimo's side.

Wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a neat white lab coat, the gentle man was sitting at the lab table, staring intently at the microscope.

Seriously doing experiments.

Lu Mian walked behind him, lazily rested her chin on his shoulder, and said softly, "The God of Clouds has won the championship."

"Um."

"Director Qi..." Lu Mian softly blew in his ear.

The clear breath wrapped around the man's neck and ears, and Xiao Qimo's skin turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Lu Mian continued: "Unhappy? Aren't you and Yunshen good brothers who wear a pair of pants?"

"I've never worn it before." Xiao Qimo needs to emphasize this point, lest the little bastard really think that he and Yun Sang have an unspeakable relationship.

"Oh." Lu Mian paused, "Then don't affect your relationship because of me."

Xiao Qimo silently rolled his eyes.

emotion?

It is not bad for him and Yun Sang not to fight when they meet, and it is plastic brotherhood to have feelings.

It is estimated that in the future, this plastic friendship will be completely gone.

"Director Qi, Yunshen just won the championship. Out of humanitarianism, we should also give him appreciation and encouragement."

The girl's voice was soft, and her thin, light and shallow breathing kept lingering in Xiao Qimo's ears.

The man put down the experimental product in his hand, pulled Lu Mian into his arms, and let her sit on his lap.

"little bastard!"

Xiao Qimo cursed in a low voice.

I don't know if he scolded Lu Mian for making him jealous, or if he scolded Lu Mian for only lighting the fire but not extinguishing it.

Lu Mian struggled a few times.

However, Xiao Qimo held her tighter, his cold facial features became more and more tense, and finally he could only choke out a sentence, "Don't move."

"..." Lu Mian pursed her lips and remained silent for a while.

Just when Xiao Qimo thought she had noticed something, the girl tilted her head and sincerely reminded: "Director Qi, your concentration is still not good..."

Xiao Qimo: ...

Really Little Bastard Lu Mian.

Does my fiancé have to thank you for reminding me?

The man pursed his thin lips into a straight line, hugged Lu Mian and didn't speak anymore, he was so angry.

Lu Mian sat obediently on his lap and glanced at the microscope on the table.

"Director Qi, what project are you working on?"

Lu Mian looked at it for a while, but didn't quite understand it. She propped her chin with both hands, and asked curiously and humbly.

Xiao Qimo asked her to look at him, and was silent for a moment, "You will know later."

"So mysterious?" Lu Mian nodded, and stopped asking after hearing the words.

On the contrary, Xiao Qimo mentioned intentionally or unintentionally, "Mianmian, if you could change the past, which moment would you most want to go back to?"

Lu Mian became quiet.

She seemed to be really thinking about this issue, and after a while, her black and white eyes were stained with a little sadness, and she said softly: "It should be when I was four years old."

"I hope that after I win the snuff bottle, I won't tell the Lu family's parents again."

This is what Lu Mian most wants to change.

Xiao Qimo's heart ached a bit. The hurt of family affection in childhood cannot be healed by time and love after all.

The man hummed softly, "I see."

Lu Mian didn't understand what he meant, and didn't ask further. She tapped her fingers on the table casually and asked, "Then where is your project progressing?"

"A third."

Lu Mian knew it well. Based on this calculation, Director Qi should still stay in Tsinghua University for two or three months.

There is obviously a laboratory building in the old house of the Xiao family, but Director Qi insists on going to Tsinghua University to do the project. Probably, it was for her.

Lu Mian chuckled inwardly, it feels good to be accompanied by him wherever he goes. I just don't know if Mo Ni is so busy every day in Xiao's Group that the sky is dark.

He gave her so much company that she couldn't do nothing.

"Director Qi, you can research your project. If you need financial support, I can do whatever you want."

Lu Mian said very seriously, with a heroic and domineering aura of "you can do research, anyway, I will support you".