I have big problems with my superpowers and my relationship

Lu Chen nodded: "Someone did leak the information, but I'm not sure who it was."

"Then the lady..."

"Let's wait for a while, don't alert the enemy."

Rubbing his forehead, Lu Chen hesitated for a moment and told Butler Li what Liu Zhao said last.

Obviously, the latter does not agree with this.

"Well... Miss is not a celebrity after all. Besides, this matter involves moral issues, which is different from an ordinary relationship."

"Extramarital affairs, illegitimate daughters, no matter what method is used, the public reaction will probably not be very good."

Moral issue?

Who are you scolding!

I don't have an illegitimate daughter!

It’s just that I have two girlfriends!

And they all agreed!

How can it be considered that I have moral problems if it is something we both agreed to?

Gnashing his teeth and giving Butler Li a sidelong glance, Lu Chen "viciously" ordered:

"Uncle Li, drive!"

"Ah, okay..."

After a moment's pause, Butler Li was a little confused.

what happened?

Why did Mr. Lu suddenly get angry?

I don't understand...

......

......

The next day, 8:30 am, Southwest Academy of Fine Arts.

It was already very bright, and the sunlight cast a golden glow on the red brick and white walls. The campus was quiet and peaceful, with occasional clear bird calls ringing out from the roadside woods. It looked like a complete paradise.

It has to be said that as an art school, although the campus of Southwest Academy of Fine Arts is not large, its overall layout, style, and the feeling it gives are very special.

There is grandeur in the elegance, and there is a simplicity in the grandeur that comes from the sedimentation of history.

In short, it is completely different from the new campus of Yanda University which was built only a few years ago.

"Hey, why don't I see many students?"

Walking towards the teaching building, Fu Lanxia looked around. She was surprised at the beautiful environment of the university, but also a little confused as to why she didn't see many people.

In her imagination, university should be vibrant and full of energy.

Students were everywhere doing morning reading or jogging. Men and women stood in the morning sun and read ancient poems or English aloud. Classmates would greet each other with a smile.

"Morning, what are you doing?"

"Go study in the library."

"I'll go as well."

"Okay, let's fight together."

"By the way, what book are you reading recently?"

“I’m reading Adam Smith’s The Wealth of Nations.”

"That's great, what do you think?"

“It’s not so much an epiphany, but I have a new perspective on the current world economic situation.”

"Oh? Tell me about it..."

That's probably what it looks like.

Obviously, in Fu Lanxia's view, since university is the "palace" of higher education and the place where the country cultivates high-quality talents, its learning atmosphere should be even more intense than that of high school.

But the fact is, she had been walking for a long time and didn't see many people.

After a lot of effort, I saw one or two people, but they either looked listless as if they hadn't woken up yet, or looked sloppy in slippers and shorts.

He doesn't look like the future pillar of the country at all!

"I guess they are all in class."

Next to him, Qin Jianyou, who was also confused, guessed, "It's already half past eight, it's time for class."

"Oh, yes."

Fu Lanxia suddenly realized: "He must be in class."

Qin's father nodded: "Well, don't say that this university is different, it's like a park."

"Yeah, we should have come and seen it a long time ago...I said I wanted to come when Qingqing reported for freshman year, but you wouldn't let me."

"Don't blame me for this. Qingqing said she could do it herself."

"You should be relieved if she says it can be done!"

"What's there to worry about? We were adults at the time, not children anymore."

"Humph, is there any father like you..."

The topic changed from "Where did the students go" to "Is Qin's father qualified to be a father?" Although it sounded like they were arguing, Fu Lanxia and Qin Jianyou's expressions were very relaxed.

Probably because I was in a good mood.

If Qingbao's operation had failed, I'm sure the two of them wouldn't even have the interest to appreciate the scenery at this moment.

In short, in a relaxed and happy atmosphere, Qingbao quickly brought them to the teaching building.

Then, the students of Southwest Academy of Fine Arts shattered Qin's father and mother's beautiful fantasy about college students with practical actions.

I looked at several classrooms in a row, and I saw that everyone was lying down, as if they were collectively hit by a "sleeping spell".

"Why are you all sleeping?"

When they arrived outside a tiered classroom again, Fu Lanxia finally couldn't help herself when she saw the same scene as before through the open back door.

"Does the teacher not care?"

I have nothing to do with rain.

Because I am a good student who never sleeps in class.

Qingbao shook his head and answered truthfully, "Whatever."

"How can this be..."

Fu Lanxia looked into the lecture hall again with concern: "Did we study too late at night?"

Students who study at night will not sleep during the day.

After all, Qingbao had lived in the dormitory for three years, so he understood this clearly.

Although I’m not sure what boys do when they stay up late, girls basically watch TV series and chat with their boyfriends.

There was a guy named Jimei in the dormitory before, and they would chat until two or three in the middle of the night every day. Sometimes when Qingbao got up to go to the bathroom, he would hear some strange noises.

In short, the reason for feeling sleepy during the day has absolutely nothing to do with studying.

Qingbao has actually always been very curious about this.

Obviously, everyone worked hard to get into university.

How could I work so hard in high school, but stop studying in college when I should be working even harder?

It’s okay if you don’t learn it yourself.

Why do we treat students who study hard with indifference?

Recalling some bad things in the past, Qingbao always felt that he was bullied not only because he was mute.

Maybe it has something to do with my love of learning...

Comrade Xiao Qin pursed his lips and fell into thought.

When Fu Lanxia saw the mental state of contemporary college students, she couldn't help but become alert:

"You're not usually like this, are you?"

"No."

Qin Wanqing shook her head vigorously: "I never sleep."

Due to language function problems, Qingbao omitted the three words "in class".

Fortunately, it does not affect understanding.

"That's fine."

Considering that her daughter received a scholarship every year, Fu Lanxia did not doubt it. Instead, she felt that Qingbao might be studying too hard.

Otherwise, why don’t you have friends?

“You have to study, but you also have to relax appropriately.”

"When you are tired of studying, you can go out and play with your classmates."

"Besides, now that you are in a relationship, you should spend more time with Xiao Lu..."

As she walked out of the teaching building, Fu Lanxia kept muttering to herself.

Little did he know that since meeting Lu Chen, the focus of Qingbao's life had undergone a drastic change.

It's not an exaggeration to say that it completely revolves around Lu Chen.

Then, the study time is naturally greatly compressed.

But Qingbao did not regret it.

If possible, she would even like to stay with Lu Chen 24 hours a day.