Reincarnated as the grandfather of Master Fu

Chapter 46
avoided.

The next scene was seen by fellow day students and recorded.

The school forum was blown up by a video that day.

The video is about five or six minutes long.

The main character in the video is Rong Hua.

She was only seen avoiding the man's pig's claws.

Then she was no longer seen in the video, only people who kept flying out of the alley.

The scream of ah ah is very tragic.

More than a dozen people were thrown out like sacks, staggering on the ground.

Rong Hua came out, dressed in clean clothes, without a trace of embarrassment.

A dozen hooligans immediately knelt down, begging for mercy.

Rong Hua left with a blank expression.

The video ends here.

But the surging mood of the students did not end.

【I go!Is this a descendant of some sect?One counts as ten, great! 】

[Within 1 minute, I want to know all the information about this girl. 】

[Is the person upstairs stupid, the new school beauty doesn't even know?People are low-key. 】

[Wow, then I'm going to see it! 】

Just sauce.

Because of his low profile and lack of exposure, Rong Hua instantly became a campus celebrity because of this video.

The popularity once surpassed that of Chen Xingyue.

From time to time, people from other classes came to watch people.

This made Ronghua very irritable, she naturally didn't like to join in the fun in crowded places.

He took out all the books from the table and stacked them on the table until it covered her face.

Don't worry about the windows.

Su Wujiu is also very handsome, plus he likes to sleep, who likes to be stared at while sleeping?
So the windows had long been pasted up with newspapers.

Fang Yu saw that Rong Hua had stopped writing the questions, and the white paper was spread on the table, as if he was practicing calligraphy.

She went over to take a look.

Ronghua's handwriting is not pretty, at least in Fang Yu's opinion.

If a person's character is not well written, as long as the writing is clean and tidy, it will not feel too bad.

But Ronghua's words——

Kind of messy.

Overall it looks messy.

The first character and the second character have different fonts, and the second and third characters have different fonts. Although there is nothing wrong with the characters themselves, the combination is not good-looking.

At least not neatly.

"Rong Hua, what are you writing, why is it not as neat as when you wrote the composition last time?"

Rong Hua explained absently: "Practice and play."

Fang Yu stopped asking.

Go back to your seat and continue to endorse.

A message came in on the phone.

Rong Hua picked it up and saw that it belonged to Jiang Jie.

——The speeches of the two secretaries were all destroyed, Jianghu emergency, Xiao Ronghua help?
The meeting will be held tomorrow, and the speech draft has not yet been finalized. This is a very serious matter.

Missy contacted the secretary, and the secretary wrote and sent it to Missy based on past experience, and Missy sent it to Master Fu for review.

No one knows.

Master Fu ordered all the senior executives to write an article, and then sent it to him for review.

Ginger Festival is unfortunately one of them.

How could he write such a thing?
My first reaction was to ask for help.

But I found a few friends, and they all said that they had never been in contact with TV drama review projects and had no experience.

One of them was contacted, but because the speech was not well written, it failed the review.

Jiang Jie went to the doctor due to sudden illness, so he went to Ronghua.

Isn't she a perfect score in composition?It's definitely possible to write a speech.

Regardless of whether Rong Hua agreed or not, he sent all the requests.

Then there was a series of pitiful expressions, pitiful.

Rong Hua didn't want to pay attention.

But a figure flashed in my mind.

Too busy to even have lunch break.

When Chen Xingyue was about to walk to her class, she saw many people from other classes poking around.

In her first reaction, she thought that he was looking for her.

This happens very often in high school.

At that time, her novels were serialized in newspapers and periodicals, and all the classmates on campus had a novel magazine and came to her for autographs.

She coughed twice without a trace.

Those students looked back, and then continued to probe their brains.

Chen Xingyue: "?"

(End of this chapter)