President Baai: Reborn daughter is not easy to mess with

Chapter 263 I Didn't Plagiarize

Jing Yan had no choice but to push the wheelchair to the side, and as soon as the wheelchair was pushed away, a girl rushed into the bathroom covering her mouth, and then there was a sound of retching, Lin Xiaomu was startled by the sudden sound of retching , so hysterical.

But Jing Yan recognized the girl who ran in, and frowned tightly.

"Ling Mu." He spat out a name lightly, and Jing Yan's eyes were filled with gloom.

And two more girls ran in after them, kindly lining up her back.

"Ling Mu, are you feeling better?"

"Yes, yes."

Ling Mu raised her head, looked at herself in a mess in the mirror, and felt a little flustered in her heart. Her period has been postponed for a week.

But she can't show the slightest mistake now.

"It's okay, it's just that I'm tired from staying up all night." Ling Mu comforted with a smile.

"I guess so. It only took seven days to write such a good script. Our society will definitely win this national drama competition."

Huaying is originally a performance university, and naturally it has attracted a lot of attention for this kind of national competition.

"Enen, now the script is finally finalized, Ling Mu, you have written so well, you just need to rest well, and we will do the rest."

Ling Mu ended another wave of retching, and looked at the two girls with tears in his eyes, but his expression was extraordinarily strong: "That can't be done, this is the hard work of all of us, and we can't delay everyone's progress because of me."

"Ling Mu, you are so powerful, so strong."

Ling Mu smiled modestly, but ambition and satisfaction were revealed in his eyes.Unexpectedly, the piece of paper written by Lin Xiaomu turned out to be the theme of the National Drama Contest, and it seemed very powerful, but now, it belongs to her.Her honor also belongs to her.

Lin Xiaomu didn't come out until Ling Mu was caressed away by the two of them. She is a disabled person now, and meeting Ling Mu head-on would definitely be another fight, so she didn't bother to deal with it.But just like that, her legs are so sore.

When Ling Mu and the other two left, Jing Yan came out from the corner pushing the wheelchair. Lin Xiaomu had just come out, so he immediately went up to meet her, and she also sat down.

"I didn't expect Ling Mu to participate in the drama competition." Although Ling Mu is also a screenwriter, her music is better than screenwriting, and she can't even distinguish the most basic grammar. The possibility of mixing a diploma is more likely than studying, but At this time, she also wrote a drama script.

Lin Xiaomu was never the kind of humble person. Since she participated, she had to participate even more, and then... crushed.

She likes crushing enemies and so on.

"Okay, let's go up quickly." Neither of them cared about this episode.

When the two arrived at the Ancient Literature Society, Du Junran was already there. Seeing Lin Xiaomu's expression softened a bit, but seeing her sitting in a wheelchair, there was a person frowning suspiciously behind her.

"What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, just a little injury on my foot." Lin Xiaomu said indifferently, and then handed the script to Du Junran.

"I've finished writing, you can see if you can."

Du Junran didn't read the script but said first: "Didn't I allow you to postpone it for a few days? We don't need to go to work when you are sick. I don't want people to poke my spine and say that I met a cold-blooded president."

Lin Xiaomu complained secretly, he is not cold-blooded, he is cold-blooded to several hundred degrees below zero.

"Where is it, I just injured my foot, but my brain and hands are fine."

Du Junran looked at Lin Xiaomu and nodded, "Indeed."

Lin Xiaomu stared, Mr. President, is that just being polite, OK?Do you know what being polite is?
But Jing Yan was completely ignored by Du Junran from the beginning to the end.And Mr. Jing didn't seem to care, but the anger in his eyes was already burning.

It's not because of Du Junran's impoliteness, but... This kid's attitude towards his rabbit...is a bit strange.

The room fell silent for a while, Jing Yan pushed Lin Xiaomu to the side, did it himself, then took out a water glass from the back of the wheelchair, poured a cup of tea and handed it to Lin Xiaomu.

Lin Xiaomu was surprised, when did he put it in, he didn't notice it at all.He held it over happily, and the only sound in the room was the sound of Du Junran flipping through the papers and drinking water.

Lin Xiaomu didn't pay attention to Du Junran, but Jing Yan watched him, and saw that his face became worse and worse as he read the script, he glanced at Xiao Mu who didn't notice, and frowned, it seemed that there was something wrong .

Du Junran suddenly threw the script in his hand on the table. Lin Xiaomu coughed violently because he choked on a sip of tea just now.

"Ahem...cough cough..." Tears came out, and Jing Yan immediately patted her on the back.

"Lin Xiaomu, did you write this script?" Du Junran's voice turned cold.

Lin Xiaomu was puzzled, but said truthfully, "Yes, I wrote it."

"I mean, did you do it on your own? Did you... borrow?"

Lin Xiaomu's face also turned cold: "President Du suspects that I'm plagiarizing?" Every script is like her child, who laboriously raised her after ten months of pregnancy, experienced the pain of childbirth, but was suspected whether it was My own, a mother would have to explode.

Du Junran stood up and walked to her side: "Come with me." After speaking, he raised his head and glanced at Jing Yan, and said as if he had just seen Jing Yan: "Mr. Jing has long admired you."

Jing Yan just smiled at him, but didn't speak.

Du Junran didn't wait for Jing Yan's reply, but walked out spontaneously.

Lin Xiaomu was stunned: "Did he see you? Besides, he knew you? Why didn't he say hello when he first entered?"

Jing Yan really wanted to hit this girl's brain, such an obvious dismounting, even a little bit of brainstorming, alas, I can only say that it's really not suitable for Lin Xiaomu, who is usually very clever ah.

Jing Yan didn't explain, and pushed Lin Xiaomu and followed Du Junran to a theater where someone happened to be rehearsing.

Someone was rehearsing a drama inside, and it was a historical drama. Lin Xiaomu was still a little surprised why Du Junran brought her here, but soon, she understood, and the anger in her eyes became more and more surging.

"Who is the screenwriter of this play?"

"Your classmate, and you also know him."

Lin Xiaomu rang for Ling Mu who she met when she was leaving the school cafeteria.

"It's Ling Mu." This is an affirmative sentence, not a question sentence.

With just one sentence, Du Junran knew there was a story in it.

"Yes, your script is actually much better than this one, but the content is probably exactly the same, so..."

Lin Xiaomu nodded, did not speak, but tightly grasped the handle of the wheelchair.

"President, I didn't plagiarize, do you believe it?"

Du Junran looked at the seriousness and indignation in her eyes and just wanted to believe her at the moment, so he nodded.

　The third update is completed today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)