C14 Batter

Joe remembered her in poetry.

She was the first to enter when this school opened up. She seemed to be desperate for this opportunity, but her actions were probably too deliberate and unnatural, causing goosebumps to appear on the crowd of onlookers' skin.

Their intuitive feelings were so bad, not to mention the interviewer, that she was dropped.

But now she had placed the blame on Qiao Yifeng. It was very difficult for people to find their own shortcomings, but it was extremely easy for people to find their own mistakes. She had no reason to interview anyone, but Qiao Yifan had managed to squeeze out her spot with his poems.

"I've already vacated your spot, go to Forest Boa and have a look at the interview." Qiao Qiao said to her indifferently.

Since she had already left Sid's house, there was no need to continue with her internship. Although she needed to admit that she could learn a lot in Sander's house, she would definitely meet Sid again if she went to Sid's house.

As he thought about it, Qiao Yifeng once again rejected this idea.

What kind of ex was she and Hilde? They were just ex-husbands who had no feelings for each other.

I just don't know if she'll get a certificate if she doesn't finish her scheduled internship.

Guo Yun came over and whispered into Qiao Yifeng's ear, "Even if you don't go to Forest Boa, it won't be her turn."

Now that this girl was really trying her best to vent her anger, Qiao Yifan smiled but didn't say anything.

But there was no end to it.

"What's the point of pretending when he's been abandoned by the financial backer?"

Qiao Qiao used a poem to put on earphones to shut out their more unpleasant words. She didn't know if there were any art studios outside the school that she could rent. If she continued to listen to this gossip, even a saint like her would be unable to resist the urge to go berserk one day.

Seeing Joe pretending to be deaf and dumb, they also knew that they couldn't get any fun out of it.

They didn't know if they were waiting here to make things difficult for Qiao Yifeng, but once Qiao Yifeng was seated, they became restless and left the studio in a short while.

The sky gradually darkened.

Wen Cheng brought back the scattered plans like they were treasures, then taped them together and sent them to Sid's apartment.

As he entered the room, he smelled the smell of burning flesh coming from the kitchen.

Surprised, Sid went to cook!

Sid choked and coughed and struggled through the smoke to the window and opened both the engine and the window.

"W-what happened?"

"I want to cook some noodles, it's done." Sid replied.

Mrs. Xi had a good culinary skill, and Wen Cheng had also had the privilege of tasting it before Sid's unfathomable gaze.

The noodles made by his wife were especially delicious, and he didn't know why a bowl of noodles that looked so dry was so tasty. It wasn't the kind of taste that a bundle of instant noodles like Mr. Xi's could be cooked in a pot, oh, it was cooked to death.

"You come clean up."

Sid looked embarrassed. He rubbed his aching forehead and came out of the kitchen.

Shocked, students from the University of Pennsylvania have been reduced to cleaning the homes of the rich.

Ever since Wen Cheng returned from studying abroad and became Sid's secretary, he had done quite a lot of work as a nanny. He had to clean the house by car and worry about the emotional state of Mr. Xi's marriage.

Wen Cheng handed over the broken documents to Xi De and walked into the kitchen wearing his suit. Wen Cheng, who came from a grassroots background, didn't even know how to cook noodles, unlike Xi De who didn't even know how to touch the Yang Spring Water.

After a while, however, the sound of Hilde's pen dropping came from the living room.

"Wen Cheng." It was Sid calling out in anger.

"How can I comment on these plastic seals and tape when you have them?"

Didn't you let it come back? Wen Cheng felt sorry for himself, because Sid had urged him to forget that he could have asked the planning team for a simpler way to reprint.

"Forget it, forget it." Hilde waved her hand and stood up.

His foot had just landed on a bottle of vodka sitting next to the sofa, and the expensive jonquil had been poured onto the sofa.

"…"

"Wen Cheng, change the sofa."

Wen Cheng felt that he needed Madam Xi to rescue him and comfort the mister Xi who was causing trouble for the world.

It was dark when Mrs. Shea came out of the studio.

"Let's find a place to eat." Guo Yun invited her.

"Wait, I want to go to the bathroom first."

After sitting still for the whole afternoon, she remembered to take a sip of water from her body.

"Alright, I'll wait at the door for you to take a look and see where you can go to eat."

The bathroom in the school was designed so that it didn't take up too much space. The men's and women's toilets shared two washbasins, and when Qiao Yifeng came out to wash his hands, he bumped into a group of people coming out of the men's restroom.

They were playing, and when they saw Joe's poetry, their eyes immediately fell on her.

"Isn't this Qiao Yifeng from the design institute?"

Qiao Qiao shot a glance over from the corner of her eyes. These people were at most schoolmates she had met before. She was not familiar with them, so she nodded politely.

"Yo, it's pretty cold."

"What's the matter?"

"How did you get into such a difficult position? I remember that when I was in my sophomore year, I handed you a love letter. This relationship isn't shallow, right?"

After saying that, everyone burst into laughter.

Qiao Shi's appearance wasn't in the usual sense of beauty. Her face was delicate and fair, with a hint of transparency. She was known as the first love face, so Qiao Shi was deeply favored by straight men.

"I'll go if there's nothing else." He turned around and was about to leave.

However, someone caught up to her shoulder and teased, "So that's what Sister Qiao likes. I wonder how much Sister Qiao costs every month. If I gather together, I might be able to buy a few days for you."

Having been misunderstood for a few days, she had thought that she was already numb to his words.

However, the insults were mixed in with the sexual harassment, making her feel nauseous.

"F * ck off." Qiao Qiao returned to his senses and spoke fiercely.

"After being a mom for a while, she really thought she was being pampered. Why is her temper even bigger now?"

"Say it again, I'll call the security guards over right now." Joe pointed a hand at the school gate and raised his voice.

"What are you doing?" The cleaning aunt came in with a bucket of water and placed it between them, separating the battlefield.

"Why do university students act like hooligans?" Auntie shamelessly pursed her lips.

"None of your business."

Taking advantage of the moment when the few of them were aiming at their auntie, Guo Yun, who was hiding in a corner and did not dare to show her face, finally made her move. She grabbed Qiao Yifan's arm and ran.

"Wait, that aunt."

"Don't worry, all the bad things that our academy does with rock and roll can't do anything to her." Guo Yun dragged her as she ran.

Qiao Yifeng calmed down.

Guo Yun was afraid. She hadn't dared to raise her head when Qiao Yifan was in a difficult position, but she was afraid to stay in the corner. She didn't think that Qiao Yifan would really come in handy in the end.