Chapter 119 Department 101【01】Emperor City University, Fighting for Mo Qing
The road back was still bumpy.
After a long journey for a day, Mo Qing and Goblin arrived in the city, but instead of resting locally, they went directly to the high-speed rail station and took the return high-speed train.
It was too late, the lights on the high-speed train were dimmed, and the passengers closed their eyes to rest.
"Drink?"
Goblin touched Mo Qing's arm and handed over a bottle of yogurt.
Mo Qing lowered his eyes and took a look.
It was actually the one she often drank.
Mo Qing has been out for the past few days and hasn't seen anyone selling this yogurt, so he hasn't finished drinking it yet.
Mo Qing took it over.
"I just saw it for sale, so I bought a bottle. It's the kind you often drink, I guess." Goblin said, and handed Mo Qing two more buns.
I'll ask Peng Ren to treat you to a big dinner."
Mo Qing was slightly surprised: "Peng Ren?"
Goblin nodded: "Yes, I asked him to pick us up."
"Where's Huos?" Mo Qing asked, unscrewing the cap of the yogurt bottle.
"He has not been in Dongshi City for the past two days and has gone to Imperial City." Goblin said, "The first team and the second team recently collaborated on a mission. There should be a big event. They are very busy."
Mo Qing took a sip of yogurt: "Oh."
Goblin yawned: "I'll take a nap."
Mo Qing did not have a driver's license, and Goblin was really tired after driving for a day. He cursed Jiang Ke countless times as to why he had to leave so early, otherwise he could share the burden with him.
Mo Qing drank the yogurt and said "hmm".
Goblin tilted his head, and after a while, his breathing became even and long, and he must have fallen asleep.
After drinking a bottle of yogurt, Mo Qing was still not satisfied and put the bottle into a garbage bag.
When she fell back, her elbow touched the backpack beside her. After a pause, she picked up the backpack, unzipped it, and found the sketchbook that had been stuffed in randomly.
The brown skin is a bit rough to the touch.
The light inside the car was dim. Mo Qing hesitated for a moment, turned on the phone screen, pointed it at the sketchbook, and opened the first page.
The scene that caught her eye shocked her.
The picture on the first page turned out to be her.
That was her when we first met, half squatting on the balcony railing, wearing a small suspender belt, a long shirt, and hot pants...
This is Jiang Ke's perspective.
There is a signature in the lower right corner: Jiang Hua.
?
She clearly remembered that when Jiang Ke was drawing Ge Yi, there were traces of use on the front of the sketchbook.
From the very beginning, was she the one who was drawn?
Mo Qing's thoughts flashed, and he quickly turned down page after page. Without exception, they were all her figure. Scene after scene, they were all drawn from Jiang Ke's perspective.
Moreover, Jiang Ke's progress in painting skills can be seen in every painting.
The mobile phone screen lights up and dims, dims and brightens again and again, and the light flashes in the car.
a long time.
The phone screen went dark again, but this time it didn't light up.
Mo Qing closed the sketchbook.
*
Three hours later, the high-speed train arrived in Dongshi City, and arriving passengers got off the train one after another.
Goblin slept for a while and was so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open. The hair on his head was scurrying around. He carried his bag, yawned, and walked out of the station with Mo Qing with half-closed eyes.
"Gogo!"
As soon as he walked out, Goblin heard loud and enthusiastic shouts.
When he felt a huge object coming towards him, Goblin subconsciously widened his eyes and woke up. However, he was still a step too late, and his whole body was hugged by Peng Ren.
"Let me go." Goblin jumped anxiously.
"What, what, what?" Peng Ren let go of Goblin, but grabbed Goblin's shoulders and forced Goblin to turn around to show him, "Are you uncomfortable somewhere?"
Goblin stood still and almost stamped his feet in anger: "No."
"Then what's wrong with you?" Peng Ren didn't know why.
Goblin: "..."
What's going on!
What could happen!
Didn't you see Mo Qing's meaningful eyes?!
"Miss Mo," Peng Ren saw Mo Qing, but didn't notice Mo Qing's eyes, and walked towards him with a smile, "Give me the bag and I'll help you get it."
"Um."
Mo Qing was not polite to Peng Ren.
"Where's the car?" Goblin yawned again, lowering his head, and there were physiological tears in the corners of his eyes.
He muttered: "I'm so sleepy."
Peng Ren tilted his head and looked at him: "Do you still want to have midnight snack? I'll treat you."
"eat!"
Goblin was decisive.
"Let's go." Peng Ren waved his hand, looking very energetic.
As a little assistant who had been fishing for years without being fired, Peng Ren was so lawless that he drove Jiang Ke's car out.
"Isn't this your Mr. Jiang's luxury car?"
Goblin somewhat admired Peng Ren's courage, not afraid of being fired.
"That's right." Peng Ren got into the driver's seat and replied, "He asked me to drive here."
"Huh?" Goblin was stunned and sighed, "Then he is pretty good."
"Yes. As soon as he heard that I was coming to pick you up, he asked me to drive directly." Peng Ren said, "However, there may not be such an opportunity in the future."
Mo Qing, who was sitting in the back, raised his eyes.
Meanwhile, Goblin buckled his seat belt and asked, "Why?"
"He came back from a business trip today, and then he applied to be transferred back to the Imperial City headquarters." Peng Ren said, "If nothing else happens, he will return to work at the headquarters in the future, and my brother and I will have to follow him."
"Promotion?"
"That's right."
Goblin said: "That's a good thing."
"Yes." Peng Ren scratched his head and agreed.
"Why aren't you active?"
"Mainly, the people at the headquarters are not easy to get along with..."
"Are you Mr. Jiang a soft persimmon?"
"How is that possible?" Peng Ren stopped as soon as he heard this.
"That's it."
…
Mo Qing listened to the whole process, frowning slightly, took out his phone, and played with it repeatedly.
In the end, he did nothing and put the phone back in his pocket.
never mind.
It's better to leave, so as not to worry.
*
In the afternoon of the next day, while Mo Qing was still sleeping, he was woken up by a phone call from Hoss.
"What's up?"
Mo Qing didn't get enough sleep, was very irritable, and spoke in a bad tone when he answered the phone.
Hoss said, "Come to the base."
"busy."
Hoss choked up: "Busy to sleep?"
"Yeah." Mo Qing said confidently, and was about to hang up the phone, but in the next moment, he realized something was wrong, "Have you returned to Dongshi City?"
"Just got back this morning."
After a pause, Mo Qing sat up from the bed, smoothed his hair and asked, "What do you want from me?"
Hoss asked in a deep voice: "Imperial City University, do you want to go?"
Mo Qing asked naturally: "Am I a professor?"
Hoss was speechless: "..." You think so beautifully.
"Um?"
Hoss was silent for a while, and finally squeezed out two words in a cold voice: "No chance."
"Forget it." Mo Qing wasn't too interested.
"After you finish your studies, you can go into medicine." Hoss said, "The medical school calls for you."
Mo Qing did not feel flattered by such a good thing coming from heaven.
She asked calmly: "Why?"
"Because of that live broadcast. As the successor of the Medical Saint, you have received widespread attention from the medical community." Hoss paused and continued, "In addition, although the fact that you became the head of the Miracle Doctor Village has not been made public, it has also been spread to a small extent.
It’s open.”
"oh."
Mo Qing can probably understand.
For a long time, the "Medical Saint" was just a legend. Now the village chief of the Miracle Doctor Village, Mo Yiting, has endorsed it, confirming the existence of the Medical Saint and her identity as the "successor of the Medical Saint", which will naturally arouse attention and curiosity.
But, it's not enough.
"Is that just that?" Mo Qing asked suspiciously.
"Not entirely." Hoss' tone was a little subtle, and he paused, "Originally, when I went to Imperial City University, the dean of the Department of Mathematics came to me to discuss the issue of specially recruiting you to enroll..."
"What?" Mo Qing raised his fingers and rubbed his temples.
"Special Prize in the Mathematical Modeling Competition." Hoss reminded her, "If you were not dropped out of the attached high school, you should be able to go through the recommendation process and go directly to the Department of Mathematics at City of God University."
"……oh."
Mo Tingting couldn't understand the procedures for these special moves and referrals.
But one thing she understood.
——She is very popular.
"You come to the Eighth Base. Minister Fan and I want to discuss with you in detail your going to college." After Hoss finished speaking, he added, "Of course, everything is based on your wishes."
Huos really didn't have any requirements for Mo Qing.
When sending Mo Qing to study at the No. 1 Affiliated High School, Hoss's only request for Mo Qing was to be a good person.
I won’t raise my expectations for Mo Qing now.
"Well, I'll come over."
Mo Qing responded.
Without saying anything more, Mo Qing hung up the phone, packed up briefly, and prepared to go to the Eighth Base.
