Chapter 479 The entertainment **** is a woman 8

  The original owner didn't want to play this person, but the teacher found him, so the original owner agreed without hesitation.

  Mo Chen glanced at Xu Qingyuan, and she could feel that Teacher Xu's mood fluctuated a lot just now.

   It stands to reason that an old drama player like Mr. Xu should not get too deep into the drama.

   "Teacher, what's wrong with you?" Mo Chen sat beside Xu Qingyuan.

   "It's okay, I'm thinking about something." Xu Qingyuan raised his head and shook his head at Mo Chen.

  Mo Chen didn't ask any more questions.

   "I haven't seen you for more than a year, and my acting skills have improved a lot." Xu Qingyuan sighed.

  Mo Chen chuckled, "Where, compared with you, teacher, my acting skills are still not enough."

   "My boy, you are humble again, your acting skills are no worse than mine." Xu Qingyuan sighed, then looked up at the person who was still filming.

  Mo Chen's expression flickered, there must be an unknown story about Xu Qingyuan.

   "Is Master's wife okay?" Mo Chen changed the subject.

   "Okay, I just miss you a little bit. If you are free, come over and sit down. I will let her cook you your favorite dishes." Xu Qingyuan recovered and chatted with Mo Chen.

   Li Zi was watching from the side. He always felt that the two looked like father and son, so he took out his mobile phone and took a few pictures.

  The atmosphere was so harmonious.

   "Is there no announcement today?" Xu Qingyuan saw that Mo Chen was not in a hurry to leave.

   "Well, today's announcement is over."

   "That's just right, go to my place tonight, and I'll call your teacher's wife." Xu Qingyuan was about to make a call after speaking.

  The corners of Mo Chen's mouth twitched, and he quickly stopped Xu Qingyuan, "Teacher, no need, I'll be there tomorrow. Today, I have something to do." Mo Chen touched his nose and said.

  Xu Qingyuan glanced at Mo Chen suspiciously, "What can you do?"

   "Well, this Yucai No. 1 Middle School is my alma mater, I want to go and see it." Mo Chen still explained.

  As soon as he entered this school, Mo Chen knew that the original owner had a deep affection for this school.

   Also, I have an obsession with this place.

   That kind of obsession should be caring about someone in school.

  Mo Chen fulfilled his wish to help the original owner.

  Xu Qingyuan's eyes flashed with surprise, "Okay, but, can you do this?"

  Xu Qingyuan was Mo Chen who disguised herself as a man, and taught the original owner a lot.

   Mo Chen's mouth twitched, "No problem."

  Xu Qingyuan nodded, "Okay, you go now, or you will be recognized by your fans after school later."

   Mo Chen nodded, said goodbye to Xu Qingyuan, and left with Li Zi.

   When they got downstairs, Mo Chen told Li Zi and the others to go first, while she went directly to the teaching building area.

  Wearing a mask, he deliberately restrained his breath, so it was difficult for people to notice.

  Even if Mo Chen walks through the corridor outside the classroom where he is in class, no student will notice.

  Ran Goose, Mo Chen has calculated thousands of times, but he didn't count that someone was punished to stand on the corridor.

   Mo Chen was a little confused, should he go over.

  On the other side of the corridor, there was a boy standing in the sun.

  The boy's skin is very fair, at least from the side view, and his facial features are very three-dimensional.

   It also gave Mo Chen a familiar feeling.

  Mo Chen originally thought, since there are people, forget it.

  But Mo Chen suddenly felt that the obsession left by the original owner in his body was deepening.

  Especially when I saw the classroom where the boy was punished to stand.

   Mo Chen had some guesses in his heart.

  The original owner was from Yucai No. 1 Middle School. It is possible that the classroom the boy faced was the previous classroom of the original owner.

  Mo Chen continued to restrain his breath, and walked lightly towards the place where the boy was standing.

   When he got closer, Mo Chen found that the boy had earphones plugged into his ears.

   It’s quite chic.

   The corners of Mo Chen's mouth twitched.

  The boy's facial features are very three-dimensional, which can be seen from the side.

  Although it looked like he was punished to stand, he didn't look like he was punished to stand at all.

  He wears a peaked cap on his head and a pair of black headphones on his ears.

   Viewed from the side, it looks a bit rebellious.

  Mo Chen walked over slowly, but the boy didn't notice Mo Chen's arrival.

  He seemed to be immersed in his own world, with his head up, leaning against the railing of the corridor, his fingers still tapping on the railing, beating the beat, with a lazy look on his face.

  Mo Chen didn't look at the classroom at first, but at the boy.

  The young man had a hint of rebellion between his brows, and a cool earring on his ear.

  There are several black chains hanging on the clothes, hanging from the cuffs and pockets.

   There are also a few holes in the pants, and the legs are shaking constantly.

  As he shook his legs, the chains on his body also shook, instead of making a jingling sound.

   The corners of Mo Chen's mouth twitched, it looked like a thorn.

   It's just that Mo Chen is a little puzzled, why the more he looks at this young man, the more familiar he looks.

   Ignored it, but turned around and looked into the classroom.

  The students inside were sitting upright, but a few of them dozed off occasionally.

  The teacher is speaking seriously on the podium.

   Mo Chen frowned, the original owner didn't know anyone inside.

  The teacher didn’t know him either.

  Could it be, this is the classroom of the original owner.

  But from the memory, the original owner did not find the relevant memory.

   "Hello, who are you?" A lazy voice came from behind.

  Some fragments flashed through Mo Chen's mind.

  The corners of his mouth twitched, and he turned to look at the boy, "You're so talented, I'm already standing in the corridor for class."

  The young man froze for a moment, blinked, and took off his earphones, with a silly expression on his face.

   "You, Yuan Mochen?" The young man swallowed.

  Mo Chen raised his chin, "Yes."

   There was a gleam of joy in the young man's eyes, but the next second he gave a cold snort, and then turned his head away without looking at Mo Chen again.

  Mo Chen didn't bother to pay attention to him, knowing that the host's obsession was with this young man, Mo Chen was not in a hurry.

  This boy was either someone else, or he was calling and harassing the original owner all day long, but he was the only one who was not blocked by the original owner.

   I don't know where he got the original owner's private number, and he called the original owner several times.

  At first, the original owner ignored him, but then he simply refused.

  The original owner did not change his number, nor blocked him.

   Anyway, he wouldn't tell the original owner's parents.

   Seeing that it was almost time, Mo Chen turned around to leave, but was held back by the boy.

   "You, where are you going?"

  Mo Chen glanced at the corner of his clothes that was being pulled, "Go back." Mo Chen replied lazily.

   "Go back, where are you going?" The young man looked at Mo Chen expectantly.

   "Of course I'm going back to the apartment." Finally there was no announcement, so I can go back and have a good sleep.

  A trace of anxiety flashed in the boy's eyes, "No, no." The voice was persistent.

   Mo Chen "..."

   Slanted the young man, "If you don't go back and accompany you, you will be punished?"

  The young man froze for a moment, then turned his head uncomfortably, "No." Then he took Mo Chen's hand, just not letting Mo Chen go.

   Continue to lean on the railing and shake your legs.

   Mo Chen "..."

  The corner of his mouth twitched, he stretched out his hand to pinch the boy's wrist, and pulled him away.

   "Listen carefully." After leaving this sentence, he left.

   Seeing this, the boy immediately followed quickly.

   Mo Chen squinted at him, "Aren't you afraid that when the teacher comes out later, if you don't see anyone calling you a parent?"

  She remembered that he was afraid of his parents.

  The boy snorted coldly, "I want you to take care of it."

  Mo Chen shrugged, and continued walking forward with his hands in his pockets.

  The young man followed Mo Chen's example, put his hands in his pockets, and followed Mo Chen lazily.

   good night

  

  

  (end of this chapter)