Professor Wen, your little workman is sweet and wild

"Everything on the news is true."

Jian Anran was silent for a long time, and despite the crowds in the audience, the audience murmured.

"Dr. Shen didn't tell her, okay?"

"Why did you let her go on stage without finishing the draft?"

"Should I sell the stock now?"

"Isn't it going to hit the limit tomorrow?"

"..."

"Ahem." Jian Anran just cleared her throat, and the audience immediately fell silent. Everyone pricked up their ears and paid full attention, wishing they could put their ears directly on the stage.

She tried to calm her trembling heart and glanced at the audience, "Before this month, I was just an unknown citizen in Luojiang, an inconspicuous college student. The recent news has affected me a lot. The attention it deserves.”

Speaking of this, Jian Anran specifically looked back at Mr. Shen. His expression was complicated, and the white beard next to the Chinese character line seemed to be trembling slightly.

"Being famous is not my original intention. Besides," she stretched out her hand to gesture in the direction of Shen Huainan from the audience, "Shen Huainan and I are just ordinary classmates."

"This is an era of openness and tolerance. I believe that everyone here has probably gone out to eat and drink coffee with the opposite sex alone, right? Not every meeting between the same sex and the opposite sex has to be elevated to the level between men and women. Love, hope everyone knows it."

Jian Anran didn't know that there was such a thing today. If she had known that Mr. Shen was going to do such a trick, she would have stayed up all night to draft a draft of anything she said. She now belongs to the "True·Speaking without Drafting", and she feels a little bit I'm not sure, I don't even know what to say next.

But what was in her heart was something she had never been able to say out loud. Jian Anran on the stage was like a skilled orator, generous and decent, logical and calm.

Jian Anran then spoke again: "I won't go into details on the stage today about the family affairs of a nobody like me. I think everyone doesn't care much about it." "If there is anything earth-shattering in our family, it must be a family member who has been frequently attacked recently. Let’s put women on the table.”

"I don't have the money to litigate, and I'm afraid of the defendant, so I won't call this woman by her name here." As soon as she said this, there was a burst of laughter from the audience.

Even Kang Shuling couldn't help but be a little surprised. On such an occasion, Jian Anran was suddenly pushed onto the stage. Not only did she not have stage fright at such a young age, she was even able to joke with the old people in the audience.

If such a person becomes a daughter-in-law, it doesn't seem impossible.

"It is true that the illegitimate child was born, the transfer of assets is true, the sharing of a mistress is true, and the identity of the illegitimate child is unknown, it is also true." The flashing lights were like daylight, and Jian Anran squinted her eyes, "I may not know more than you do. I will dig out the other clues. I leave it to all of you who are extremely capable.”

Jian Anran gracefully grabbed the microphone clipped on the stand and said, "I don't want this job."

As she spoke, she threw the microphone on the ground, leaving only her back to the camera as she walked away gracefully.

When passing by Mr. Shen, she was like a gust of wind that she couldn't catch. Halfway through, she remembered and suddenly turned around and stared at Mr. Shen.

"If the microphone breaks, send the bill to the school."

After months of feeling aggrieved, all the emotions that had been pent up in Jian Anran's chest were finally vented at this moment.

In the past, she didn't know what it meant not to give up for five buckets of rice. Sure enough, one has to have a certain amount of experience to understand the charm of ancient poetry.

It’s still too early to read ancient poetry. (End of chapter)