I want to have a normal campus romance

Our eyes met each other, and he snorted in annoyance, but did not speak to me. Instead, he and the others around him walked towards one of the groups that were chatting and talked about something.

A few people cast hostile glances at me from time to time, which made me feel a little uncomfortable. I wanted to look elsewhere, but I found that various groups present were casting different kinds of glances at me.

Some were hostile, some were observing, and some were looking towards me to win me over, or with friendly glances. By now I knew why they were divided into various groups. It was probably related to their stance and the high-level forces they represented.

At this moment, the door on the other side of the hall was slowly pushed open. The hall suddenly became quiet. Everyone looked in one direction, and I followed their gaze towards the door.

I saw Mo Fushan slowly walk out, his aura was like a mountain, he glanced at the crowd, and finally fixed his gaze on me, and then slowly said:

"Everyone, thank you very much for taking the time out of your busy schedule to apply for the position of Little Girl's Governess. Since your time is precious, I will make it short. There are a total of 32 people participating in this application. It is not realistic to arrange a trial lesson for each person one by one, so before the trial lesson... everyone needs to take an assessment. Only after passing the assessment can you enter the next round of testing."

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PS: There will be another update later, so don’t worry, I will continue to update twice a day until all the extra updates are completed.

Chapter 104 Strange Test Questions

After hearing Mo Fushan's words, the people below showed various expressions, but without exception, they all looked eager to try.

But this is no wonder... After all, she is teaching the daughter of her own boss. If she really becomes Mo Yuhan's tutor, she will be promoted, if not rise rapidly in the company.

Seeing this scene made my eyes twitch. Although it may not be nice to say this, why does this look so much like a "martial arts competition to win a bride"?

"Since no one has any objection, let's start the exam without further ado. The time limit is ten minutes. Everyone can start now."

As Mo Fushan spoke, Uncle Chen walked in with a stack of sealed file bags. I don’t know why... This kind of scene always makes me feel like I’m back to the college entrance examination, but fortunately, as a student, I’m much more proficient in exams than them.

However, when I got the test paper, I was dumbfounded. And it was not just me. Many people around me who were full of confidence were stunned the moment they saw the test paper. The whole hall was silent, and no one picked up a pen to answer the questions at this time.

Because the questions on the test paper were not as full of questions as I had imagined. On the contrary, there was only a simple line of words printed on the test paper -

What can you bring to my daughter?

My mind went blank for a moment, but the people around me had already reacted and picked up their pens, writing on the test papers, busy as a whim. This made me suddenly hesitant about what to write, and I looked around in confusion.

I saw people around me taking out various documents and certificates from their briefcases. It was obvious that they came prepared. My eyes twitched because I even saw graduation certificates from Harvard and Stanford University, some of which were even master's and doctoral degrees.

Writing about personal abilities is definitely not an option. I think my degree from Jinhai University is not competitive at all compared to these universities. But if I were to write about my personal honors, I could only trace them back to my elementary school days. If I limit myself to college, then...

The only personal honor I have ever received in college is probably that I was ranked second on the school idol list. By the way...the first place went to an unknown leader of a Shamatte group, and the third place was Mr. Banana, who was full of freedom and philosophy.

This is not a list of school idols...it's simply a list of campus idols!

Oh...what should I write?

At this moment, my mind is blank. All around me is the rustling sound of other people writing. It seems that I am the only one who doesn't know what to write. Time passes by minute by minute, but what I write is mediocre and not competitive at all.

Although I know that Mofushan will definitely help me pass the test, I can't just do it like this!

After all, he has been paying attention to me since he entered the hall. Maybe this paper was prepared for me to continue the topic he talked to me about before -

......

"I am a businessman. What business people care about is a deal. I will give you the same amount of return as you can bring me. As a college student, what can you bring to me?"

......

What should I do? What should I do? What should I write? What else do I have?

Thinking of this, I rubbed my aching temple with my hand, and at this moment, a light bulb suddenly lit up in my head. I looked at the test paper on the table, then raised my head to look at Mo Fushan who was standing in the distance and looking at me, and then looked thoughtfully at the hand that had just been held by Mo Yuhan.

What can I bring to this girl Yu Han?

Thinking of this, I suddenly had an idea in my mind, picked up the pen and started writing on the test paper. Although I didn't know if it was appropriate to use this as a bargaining chip, it was one of the few things I could bring to her.

The ten-minute time limit passed in a flash, and everyone handed in their test papers reluctantly. Everyone had a mixed expression of anxiety. Qian Jiang was tapping the table with his fingers anxiously, and when he saw me looking at him, he couldn't help but reveal a sarcastic smile.

I wanted to fight back, but soon I didn't have the time for it because things didn't seem to be what I imagined. Uncle Chen didn't ask Mo Yuhan to come out to review the test papers, but handed the stack of test papers to Mo Fushan who was standing aside.

It’s over, it’s over!

I thought Mo Yuhan would be the one to select these test papers, but I didn't expect that Mo Fushan would select them personally. Wouldn't that mean that all the messy things I wrote on the test papers would be seen by him? !

I saw Mo Fushan taking the test paper from Uncle Chen and reading it patiently page by page. I and the other applicants looked at the expression on his face nervously. The whole room was very quiet, with only the rustling sound of Mo Fushan flipping through the test papers.

Although this period of time was short, it was undoubtedly long and difficult for me. As a tycoon in the business world, Mo Fushan was undoubtedly very good at facial expression management. He flipped through a lot of test papers, but his face still had a calm and peaceful expression. The average time he spent reading each test paper was about ten seconds.

But just when he turned to the last page, his hand movements suddenly paused, and the calm expression on his face slowly faded away, replaced by solemnity and slightly wrinkled brows, as if he had seen something extraordinary. This pause made me feel nervous.

Because I clearly remember that when Uncle Chen just collected the test papers, my test paper was put at the last one, which means that the test paper that Mo Fushan was looking at was clearly my test paper!

Seeing Mo Fushan's changed expression, the people around him all showed uneasy expressions, but there were still some people who seemed to pay special attention to the order in which Chen Bo collected the test papers. After discovering Mo Fushan's abnormality, they immediately cast their eyes towards me, as if they wanted to see some clues from my face.

"Uncle Chen, this is the person who passed. Please read it out."

"Okay, Mr. Mo."

Uncle Chen took the small stack of test papers handed to him by Mo Fushan and began to read out the names of those who had passed. Everyone was once again attracted by Uncle Chen who announced the list and turned their eyes away from me.

Every time Uncle Chen read out a name, the person whose name was called would stand up with a smile on his face. At this time, I also quietly discovered that the people selected by Mo Fushan seemed to be very clever. Almost every small group had someone who passed the assessment, even Qian Jiang passed the assessment.

After he nodded to Uncle Chen with a smile, he gave me a look like a smug villain, which made me very unhappy. However, I ignored him and focused on Uncle Chen who was reading the list.

When Uncle Chen read the last test paper, he paused, whether intentionally or unintentionally. After a while, he seemed to react, raised his head and looked at me with a half-smile.

"The last person to pass the test is Lin Ran...Mr. Lin."

Chapter 105 Phoenix Yu Fei

After hearing what Uncle Chen said, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Although I knew that this tutor recruitment was a stage set up for me by Mo Fushan himself, if I, the leading actor, stepped down, the show would not be able to go on.

However, I was still nervous until Uncle Chen read out my name. Even though I passed the test, feeling the gaze from Uncle Chen, I still felt guilty and didn't dare to look him in the eye.

Especially feeling the gaze from Mo Fushan, it made me feel a little overwhelmed.

To be honest, I can't bring much to Mo Yuhan, let alone to Mo Fushan. After all, I am just an ordinary college student. What can I bring to him? A healthy grandson?

"Thank you very much for coming here today despite your busy schedule. Regardless of whether you pass the assessment or not, you can go to Uncle Chen to get your travel expenses reimbursed, and receive some thank-you gifts I prepared for you."

Mo Fushan's loud voice rang out in the hall, and Uncle Chen clapped his hands at the right time. Immediately, a group of servants came in with trays in their hands. I took a look from a distance and found that it was a pile of things that looked like membership cards.

The people around exclaimed in amazement. It seemed that there were people among them who knew the value of the membership card. When they saw the membership card in the servant's hand, their eyes suddenly lit up as if they had seen some treasure. For a moment, everyone's attention was attracted by the card in the tray.

Although I don't know what kind of membership card it is, the membership card made by Mofushan is definitely different from the hair salon and gym membership cards I usually get on the street.

And from the words of several people nearby, I seemed to vaguely hear words like "Mo Qian Group", "limited edition", "VIP card", etc., which sounded impressive. Of course, even without their words, I could tell from the exquisite patterns and gold-plated fonts on the card that this card was definitely not simple.

I wanted to get one too, but before I could stand up, Uncle Chen appeared beside me and whispered to me:

"Teacher Lin, Mr. Mo wants to talk to you now."

After hearing what Uncle Chen said, I shuddered, thinking that what is coming will eventually come, so I took a deep breath and followed Uncle Chen out of the hall. He took me into a study room, where Mo Fushan was sitting with his back to him, holding a brush and seemed to be writing calligraphy.

After Uncle Chen sent me to the study, he nodded to me, closed the door and left. Only Mo Fushan and I were left in the study, and on the desk next to the study was the test paper I had just written.

"Although I was curious about how you would answer, I didn't expect that you would really give me such a big surprise."

There was no emotion in Mo Fushan's words. It sounded like he was talking about something ordinary. After he finished speaking, he put down his pen and slowly turned around. His eyes suddenly became sharp as he looked at me, as if he wanted to see through my soul. He looked into my eyes and continued to ask:

"Are the answers you gave all the things you really thought about?"

I was stunned for a moment after hearing what Mo Fushan said, but looking at his eyes, I knew that he could tell whether I was lying or not at this time, so I nodded vigorously.

As if he had received a satisfactory answer, Mo Fushan's gaze became much softer, and his tone was not as tough as before.

"I saw you wrote on it... that you would bring Xiaohan what she wanted. Do you know what Xiaohan wants?"

"I don't know, but I'll do my best as long as I can."

“Hahahaha…”

He laughed as if he had thought of something, but he didn't say anything in the end. He just patted me on the shoulder and said something that I couldn't understand.

"I believe what you said is true. In fact, since the last time we talked, I knew you were a very good person. It's just that... you may not be able to give Xiaohan what she wants. I hope you won't break your promise when the time comes."

At this point, he looked at the time on his watch, then waved his hand and said to me:

"Okay, go back first, otherwise it will be troublesome if others find out you are missing."

After hearing what he said, I nodded. Although this tutoring application was just a show, if I didn't act seriously enough, I would inevitably be caught by others and given some excuses.

"Wait a minute, I almost forgot about this."

But just as I was about to turn around and leave, Mo Fushan suddenly called me, as if he remembered something, and took out a golden card from his suit pocket and handed it to me, which made me stunned.

I thought this card was the same as the other cards out there, but when I held it in my hand, I discovered that this card was more luxurious than the other cards out there, which surprised me.

"Take this. Consider it a thank-you gift from me, your father, to you, your teacher."

"Then I would like to thank Mr. Mo."

If it were normal, I would definitely decline it, after all, this card is worth a lot no matter how you look at it, but it was given to me by Mo Fushan himself. Compared to the value of the card itself, Mo Fushan's act of giving it to me personally was undoubtedly a gesture of goodwill to me, and refusing at this time would be a loss of face, so I thought about it again and again, and finally accepted it with a smile.

"Just call me Uncle Mo from now on. This is home. There's no need to move the company's equipment home."

After hearing what Mofushan said, I couldn't help but feel a little curious. Was Mofushan trying to show me goodwill again and again? He gave me a gold card and changed his name, but I couldn't find any reason for him to win me over.

After he finished speaking, he looked straight at me but didn't say anything. To be honest, I was not used to being stared at like that. After a long while, he sighed, looked at me and said:

"Ah, you are so lucky."

???

A bargain for me? What bargain for me? Is it a gold card? But a gold card shouldn't make Mo Fushan so distressed, right? Is it something else?

Although I wanted to ask, I had indeed stayed here for too long, so I slowly took my leave. Mo Fushan turned around and continued to write the calligraphy in front of him absent-mindedly, but he was unable to put pen to paper, and finally put down the brush in his hand.

I took advantage of this opportunity to finally see what he was writing. I saw four big black characters written vigorously on the rice paper on the desk:

Phoenix in flight...

Judging from the length of the rice paper, Mo Fushan should be writing a poem. However, I don’t think I have ever heard of a poem with “Phoenix Flying” as the first half of the poem. What type of poem is this?

Chapter 106 A Cup of Tea

When I walked out of the study, I found that Uncle Chen had left first, but fortunately the distance between the study and the hall was not far, so I quickly found the direction he came from.

Looking at the door in front of me, I thought for a while and chose to go to the bathroom next door to wash my face. Of course...this was not because I was nervous, but to find a perfect excuse for why I just left.

After all, at this juncture, if they knew that Mofushan had contact with me, they would definitely have all kinds of thoughts. Although I believe that since Mofushan asked me to come, he must have measures to deal with it, but I still don't want to cause him trouble because of me.

So after washing my face and wiping my hands with the tissue next to me, I pushed open the door and returned to the hall. After I pushed the door open, a different breath hit me in the face in an instant, which immediately made me put away my thoughts that had just drifted away.

I quickly looked around and saw that the hall, which was originally quite crowded, suddenly became much emptier. Besides Uncle Chen and some servants, there were only four people left in the entire hall.

After I opened the door and returned to the hall, several people stopped their discussion and looked at me at the same time. I didn't know the three people except Qian Jiang. However, compared with Qian Jiang's unfriendly look, the eyes of others looking at me were neither cold nor indifferent, and the meaning in their eyes was more of wait-and-see.

This made me feel a little strange, because I remembered that there were quite a few people who looked at me with friendly eyes, and some were even flattering, but it seemed that they all failed the test.

Most of the people standing here seemed to be neutral. They neither showed any intention of getting close to Qian Jiang nor had any intention of contacting me.

"Mr. Lin, you've kept us waiting for so long. Aren't you too nervous?"

Qian Jiang seemed to have seen the remaining water droplets on my face and the water stains on my cuffs, and he spoke to me with a hint of sarcasm, which made me feel a little surprised.

You know... this is Mo Fushan's home, and he is still so arrogant. Am I entering some brainless novel plot where the villain slaps the protagonist in the face? However, this thought only stayed in my mind for less than a second before I dispelled it from my mind.

You know, the protagonists of novels these days are more awesome than each other, surrounded by beautiful women who like them everywhere, and they either have extraordinary strength, or have a system or special skills, or at worst... they travel through time and space and become a cute girl and a pretty girl. How could there be a male protagonist in a novel like me, a sophomore with no skills and no family background?

However, while I was having wild thoughts in my mind, I also discovered a small detail. That was that the few people who were watching did not show any disgust at all after seeing Qian Jiang's arrogant and domineering attitude. On the contrary, they even turned their heads with interest, as if they were looking forward to how I would react.

If it were me, if my colleague was so arrogant in front of my boss's house, my first reaction would definitely be to stay away from him, for fear of blood splattering on me. I would never watch the show with such interest, unless... the person my colleague is confronting is my boss, then there will be a good show to watch.

Thinking of this, I suddenly understood. Although I have no good feelings towards Qian Jiang, a person who fears the strong and bullies the weak, like a chameleon, I have to say that since he can get to where he is today with this ability, even if he is not smart, it does not mean that he is a fool.

If I could still treat the ridicule and provocation against me outside the door as if I was the only one, and therefore had no fear, then in such an occasion, in front of so many people, open provocation was carried out, and the people around still looked like they were watching a good show like "Dragons Fighting Tigers", then there was only one possibility.

Logically speaking, Qian Jiang is the assistant manager, and I am just a college student. This seems to be a one-sided situation no matter how you look at it, and it doesn't seem like a fight between two dragons or tigers, unless... they think that there is someone behind me who supports me, and the only person I am familiar with and who can support me is Mo Fushan.

But if the person behind me knows Mo Fushan, then Qian Jiang, as a small assistant manager, is obviously not good enough, unless there is a force behind him that can challenge Mo Fushan and instruct him to do so intentionally.

Thinking of this...I suddenly remembered the conversation I had with Manager Liao in the studio, and what Mo Fushan said to me in the conference room.

I'm afraid that Qian Jiang's challenge to me, in the eyes of those onlookers, is more like a small manifestation of the confrontation between the two forces? Although I think that Mo Fushan, as the chairman of the group, is a big man in the industry, it does not mean that his authority in the company is absolute.

After all, a certain uncle who was badly criticized for a website that claimed that "it would only go bankrupt but not change" was ousted. You have to know that the uncle is also the chairman of the board. The chairman does not represent absolute authority, but often only relative authority.

"No way? I'm just saying it casually. You're not so nervous that you can't say anything, are you? Sorry, I just speak bluntly, hehe...hahahaha, don't take it seriously, it's just a joke, don't take it to heart."