Mr. Ji's morning star

Chapter 702 A Rare Rebellion

The atmosphere in Mitchelson's group was subdued.

Compared with the cheerfulness before, there is a clear contrast.

As soon as Edmund came out of the meeting, he saw Hill's figure.

He hurriedly chased after him and called out kindly, "Hi, Hill."

Hill heard his shout, stopped, and nodded politely.

Edmund invited: "Have you had dinner yet? Why don't we have dinner together?"

Hill said, "Sorry."

Edmund looked a little anxious.

It's not that Hill doesn't know why he is doing this.

It's just that his sense of Edmund is very ordinary, and he just nodded to him and continued to move forward.

Edmund stayed where he was for a while, then took two steps to catch up, "Recently Nancy called and told me that she misses you very much."

Hilton paused. He was frustrated by Nancy not long ago, and he felt very delicate about what Edmund said.

"Yes." Hill said calmly.

Edmund smiled and was about to agree.

"I saw her the other day and she didn't look like she missed me that much," Hill said.

Edmund: "..."

It's really embarrassing to be exposed to a lie to your face.

Edmond's face was thick enough, and he still talked to Hill, "Did you go to the black top hat to find Nancy? When? Oh~ is she okay?"

Hearing that Hill was still able to take the initiative to find Nancy, Edmund felt more at ease.

He also heard rumors that there was a relationship problem between Hill and Nancy, but recently Hill still went in and out of Mitchelson to reassure Edmund. Now he heard that Hill took the initiative to find Nancy, and Edmond The heart is more stable.

Hill did not answer Edmund's question.

Edmund didn't continue to ask questions knowingly, and stopped to watch Hill go to the music room.

After Hill was no longer in sight, the smile on Edmund's face completely disappeared.

He thought of the results of the previous meeting, those damn shareholders had already begun to operate secretly.

In this Mitchelson crisis, they obviously intend to get the last cash, without really thinking about solving the problem.

Solve the problem……

Well, this is indeed a difficult problem to solve.

Edmund wanted to contact Joshua, but found that Joshua never showed up.

Maybe he should go see Clement and ask what to do?
On the other hand, as soon as Hill arrived in the music room, he saw the students who were practicing hard.

Even without him watching the conductor, they were still very conscious and rehearsing very hard.

Hill watched silently.

He was well aware that it was Nancy's influence that made it all happen.

He still remembers the moment the Mitchelson case came to light.

This group of students immediately thought of not their own situation, but how Nancy would be hurt in this case.

I heard that the biggest possibility for Mitchelson is the huge compensation, enough to make Mitchelson bankrupt.

They understood that even if they collected money, it was of no use.

Sylvie suddenly said: "If we make the music of this project better, can it help the teacher?"

He looked at Hill with bright eyes, "I don't want my share of the reward, I will give it all to the teacher."

Hill originally wanted to satirize Sylvie's childish thoughts and words, but the other students also spoke one after another, saying that they didn't want to be paid. In the end, the rewards for the works were all handed over to Nancy. Can they help her?

If they complete the work amazingly enough, get the recognition of the black top hat, and get the recognition of more audiences, they will definitely be able to help Nancy.

Their words silenced Hill.

I originally planned not to continue to have too close contacts with Michelson, for example, to say that I would not continue to create in the music room of the Michelson Group, and would not continue to spend the night in the room of Michelson’s house-these words, none of them Say it again.

Hill is very clear that his status is special. Since he has not reached an agreement with Nancy, he should get out of it immediately, otherwise it will only be misunderstood and cause losses to Louis.

However, he chose to stay in the end. Is it for responsibility or for the work?Nancy?This group of Addis College students?He couldn't explain it himself, maybe there was a little bit of each reason, and the combined weight was what held him back.

When faced with the old Louis' inquiry, Hill replied, "This time I only represent myself. As long as Louis's house does not move, it will not cause much impact."

Old Louis asked: "Are you sure you want to do this? Since you said that you only represent yourself this time, you will bear the consequences yourself. That is to say, if you ask for anything in the future, it may be because of this incident." You lose the qualification to negotiate with me. You should understand that the number of willful things you can get from me is limited."

"Yeah, I'm sure," Hill said.

Old Louis: "Go ahead and do what you want."

Hill walked out of the study, went all the way to the Mitchelson Group, and finally arrived in the music room.

When he stepped into the music room and saw the familiar and serious faces, he found that there were no ups and downs along the way, and there were real ups and downs, and he was very sure that he did not regret doing so.

This is what he wants to do, this is a rare thing he wants to do, knowing that it would be better to do nothing and be more independent, but he still does it.

This is indeed his waywardness, and it can also be said to be rebellious.

rebellious.

This vocabulary should not be placed on him, nor should he have it.

Now that he had done it, Hill was delighted.

He thought, just for the rebellious pleasure that was finally released, he should do it well.

What's more, if you do it well, there are many benefits, right?

When Hill figured it out and continued to work hard with Sylvie and the others, he suddenly understood why Nancy chose them, and suddenly realized what Nancy had said more clearly.

During the intermission.

Sylvie walked up to Hill quietly.

Hill looked at the childish cousin.

Sylvie whispered: "Sill, tell me the truth, do you want Mitchelson to get through this difficult time?"

Hill said lightly: "I think."

Sylvie froze for a moment.

Hill expected him to argue back, to disbelieve, or to ask why.

He didn't bother to respond to this kind of reaction.

As a result, after Sylvie came back to her senses, she showed a big smile.

On the contrary, Hill was surprised. After watching him smirk for a while, he said, "You are so stupid."

Sylvie immediately stopped smiling, glared at Hill, and said, "I don't care about you."

Hill's face was expressionless, and he sneered inwardly.Will he care about his calculations?

Sylvie said, "Hello, Hill."

Hill ignored him.

Sylvie said: "I really like watching you fail!"

Hill said in his heart: I found out a long time ago.You guy with the arms turned out.

Sylvie: "Only when you fail, you don't have to be good all the time, you have to do your best and time to walk ahead of everyone."

Hill looked back.

Sylvie lowered her eyes and didn't look at him, "You can do something you like now, for example, take a break and be in a daze."

After Sylvie finished speaking, she stood up and ran to the small group of Edith College students.

(End of this chapter)