Chapter 1582: Will you be plagiarized one day?

Ding ding ding ~ dong dong dong ~

The cell phone rings.

Chang Mingxia frowned and walked away with her phone before pressing the connect button, as if she was afraid of disturbing Lin Yue's memory of the past.

"Hello. Who is this?"

"..."

"Landowner...principal?"

"..."

"Yes, yes, it's me, Chang Mingxia, Class 2, Grade 3, Grade 95."

"..."

"He, he's here, but I don't need to eat. I have something else to do in the afternoon, so I should go to Shenyang."

"..."

"Probably not, I have an appointment with someone."

"..."

When Lin Yue came to his senses, Chang Mingxia had already hung up the phone and returned to him.

"Whose phone number?"

"The former Director Tian, ​​now the Principal Tian, ​​said that he knew you were back and wanted to treat you to a meal as a courtesy to the landlord. You donated money to the school back then, but you didn't come back when the new playground was completed. The school leaders The team has always been worried about this matter, and I thought I would at least treat you to a meal to express my gratitude."

"You agreed?"

"No."

Chang Mingxia actually regretted leaving her phone number to her former English teacher at the old principal's funeral. She is now Lin Yue's manager. Just like Principal Tian called to make an appointment for dinner just now, she felt guilty if she didn't agree. After all, it was Lin Yue's manager. The teacher who had disciplined them before agreed to it, which would disrupt the work plan.

"Let's go."

Lin Yue nodded and walked towards the corridor entrance.

"Won't you stay a little longer?"

"I can't stay any longer. The city has changed so much that we can no longer see what it was like before."

"I know one thing hasn't changed."

"where?"

"Pengfei Game Arcade, do you want to go and have a look?"

"Forget it, I don't want to make the boss lady unhappy."

"If she can recognize you, I lose."

"What can you lose to me?"

"One month, one month I won't say anything nice to Qiu Ya."

"Is this considered a business without capital?"

"How could it be so? Isn't favor capital capital? Favor is priceless. If we weren't at the same table back then, would you have let me be your agent?"

"Well……"

The two of them came downstairs while talking. They had not taken two steps out of the teaching building when they heard the sound of footsteps next to them. One was about thirty years old, wearing a suit skirt and a chiffon with ruffles on the chest. The woman in a shirt ran over panting.

"Is it...is it...Mr. Lin Yuelin and...Ms. He Chang?"

Lin Yue said: "That's right."

"I... I am the class teacher of Class 2, Grade 3... Wang Mengyao. It was... the principal asked me to come here. I hope... you will stay one night and give the school a chance to... express your gratitude."

There was a hint of pain on her brows as she spoke. Chang Mingxia took a look at the high heels she was wearing and couldn't help but shake her head and smile bitterly. She thought to herself that this teacher Wang is very hardworking enough to come here wearing this. Principal Tian is also quite interesting. I called to make a dinner date but was rejected, and then I invited the beautiful class teacher from the second grade of my senior high school to be my lobbyist. Is this a case of playing the emotional card or a honey trap?

"Well... okay, tell Principal Tian that I'm free tonight and we can get together."

Chang Mingxia turned back sharply, with a look of surprise on her face. She didn't expect that he would agree to stay... It's not like she really fell into Principal Tian's beauty trap, but Ms. Wang's face that always looks good with heavy makeup and light makeup does look pleasing to the eye. .

Lin Yue knocked her on the head, seeming to understand her inner thoughts: "What are you thinking about? An old friend comes to ask for help. It would be too unkind not to give her face."

Old friend?

He talks about old friends?

Chang Mingxia looked at the visitor carefully up and down and found that she didn't recognize her at all.

Lin Yue said: "Fourteen years ago, a group of girls stopped me at the school gate and asked for my autograph. The others asked me to write their names on the title page of the magazine. There was only one girl who asked me to sign my name to her.

On the school uniform.”

"You...you...you...remember me?" She stuttered this time not because she was out of breath, but because she was too surprised. No normal person could remember what happened fourteen years ago, not to mention that as an idol writer, he was looking for

The people he asked for autographs were so full that he couldn't even fit them in.

"Of course, is your brother Wang Hui okay?"

Wang Mengyao opened her eyes wide, as if she had no idea that her brother had come to No. 7 Middle School to question Lin Yue.

"My brother? Do you know my brother?"

"Your brother came to see me back then, making a fuss about you transferring schools."

When he said this, both Wang Mengyao and Chang Mingxia understood. The latter was recalling the time when Yuan Hua Xianmei was severely injured. The former... How could a sister not know what her brother was like before?

"My brother is very good. He now drives bus No. 68 in Xigang District."

"What about you? Why did you come to work in No. 7 Middle School?"

Wang Mengyao looked at him deeply and did not reply.

Of course she was embarrassed to say that it was because she couldn't let go of him that she took the initiative to become a teacher in Xihong City No. 7 Middle School after finishing her studies at Normal University. She also had a soft spot for Class 2, Grade 3, and became its head teacher.

And since she is married, there are some things she cannot say even more.

Lin Yue figured it out after thinking about it for a while, and said with a smile: "It's getting late, I have to go home to visit my parents, goodbye."

Wang Mengyao waved: "Goodbye."

The two parties said goodbye, and Chang Mingxia walked forward for a while. When she was approaching the door, she looked back and saw Wang Mengyao still standing there, and sighed heavily.

"Tell me how many women you will harm in your life."

"You think I do?"

"You get a bargain but still behave well."

"Really not."

…

One month later.

Shanghai Tomson First Grade.

Charlotte stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, holding a glass of red wine and looking at the Huangpu River at night.

He was still thinking about the news that Zhang Yang told him - Qiu Ya was not married yet.

From 1998 to 2012, 14 years have passed, and Qiu Ya is still not married? What happened between Lin Yue and her? He has already quit, so why are they not married yet? What is the problem? Qiu Ya

Do you regret it? If you regret it, why don't you come to him? Or is there someone who is causing trouble, such as Yuan Hua?

He thought that Yuan Hua, like himself, would not let go of Qiu Ya and would not be reconciled. After all, at Qiu Ya's wedding before time travel, everyone could see that something was wrong with the way Yuan Hua looked at Qiu Ya, which gave people a very regretful feeling.

Woo~

A low whistle sounded from the river.

He swore a curse word, because doing this in the middle of the night was simply disturbing the public, inexcusable, and should be severely punished.

But when he turned around and thought of another thing, he was even more melancholy than knowing that Qiu Ya was not married. It was now 2012, and there were no songs for him to copy. If he had to continue to be in the music scene on his own merits, he would probably be in trouble one day.

Not as good as one day.

Should you announce your permanent retirement from the music scene and leave a good reputation, or should you continue to hang around and make a decision based on the situation?

Thinking of this, the Grand Margaux in the cup no longer tastes so sweet. Instead, it has a bitter taste that is almost difficult to swallow.

Just when he was about to pour the wine away, the door opened with a click, and Zhang Yang hurriedly put on his slippers and ran over.

"Brother, brother, we found it, we found it."

"Who did you find?"

"Yuan Hua, Yuan Hua found it."

He thought he had found out Qiu Ya's details, but he was so happy for nothing.

"What's wrong with Yuan Hua?"

"Yuan Hua's dad...went...in."
To be continued...