"puff!"

Zhang Lan couldn't help but smile, "I know it was probably, well, just a random drawing."

He absolutely did not believe that Mr. Mu could really learn in a few days something that others might not be able to thoroughly study even if they had used it for decades.

Zhao Yang's eyes flashed, and he felt that maybe Mu could not be proficient in a few days, but it was also possible that she was already proficient, and now she was just looking for relevant information.

Mu Qingyun stared at his phone for a long time. Seeing that no one responded to the private message for a while, he checked the questions for a while, then took out his phone and continued to scan the forum.

She also just discovered that this section for paid help is very active, and it seems to be a good place to 'make gold'.

Especially in the area of ​​ancient history and culture, although it may seem unpopular, the threshold is high, but the price offered is not low for anyone seeking help in this area.

No matter how much money Mu Qingyun wants, Mu Siping can't think of giving her an allowance, so her mother cares about her and gives her a little extra from time to time.

But her mother has a hard time making money and has a large family to take care of. She is very satisfied to be thinking about her and usually doesn't like to cause trouble for her mother.

At this time, I simply picked out all the interesting requests for help with high rewards and answered them one by one.

At this moment, her mind was filled with knowledge related to ancient history and she was very interested. She cleared more than 20 pages of bounty posts in one go. Soon, several posters online accepted her answer. It didn't take long.

, actually made more than three thousand.

"Gudu!"

Zhang Lan's hand holding the phone trembled slightly. She stiffly raised her head and glanced at the person across from him who had offered him a reward for completing the class exercise book. She silently shed tears of envy and hatred.

At this time, the historical exchange group in Zhao Yang's hands was about to explode.

Countless people called him and asked him to go online and read about this strange thing. In the end, for the sake of peace, he had to mute and block the phone.

Although the local forum is not well-known among ordinary netizens, it is still somewhat famous in academic circles across the country.

Especially the paid help section, which includes experts from all walks of life, from professors at a certain university to talented people in the private sector, there are countless people. Now, suddenly someone is swiping the reward, just like chopping vegetables for a meal, neatly, and it has caused a big sensation all of a sudden.

Zhao Yang looked at the countless little transparent people like him in the group, all guessing which master was playing a trumpet to amuse everyone, and the discussion was very lively, and he was speechless for a moment.

Looking back, if he hadn't seen this classmate Mu swipe someone else's reward with his own eyes, I'm afraid he would have done the same.

Just as Mu Qingyun was getting better, the private message from the '50,000' funder finally came.

She quickly took her cell phone and sat down in a deserted corner, took out a wet wipe and wiped her hands before making a video call according to the WeChat ID given in the private message.

As soon as the call was connected, Mu Qingyun was stunned for a moment. Through the phone, he saw that the sponsor looked like...the sponsor.

Across the screen, this man is sitting in the car. He looks like he is only in his mid-twenties. He is indeed very young and handsome, with some black eyes, clear facial features, and particularly clean eyebrows, but he exudes a dangerous strength from his bones.

When people see him, they will probably want to bow their heads involuntarily.

Looking at each other across the phone, she couldn't help but feel a little ashamed of herself, and couldn't help but reach out to straighten her hair and clothes.

She has not paid much attention to appearance since she was a child, but in front of such people, she also feels that she looks a bit unsightly.

"My surname is Qiao, Qiao Qing."

Qiao Qing's voice was a little low and hoarse, "Fifty thousand yuan has been transferred to the lady's account."

Mu Qingyun immediately couldn't think of any image or image. Fifty thousand yuan was already quite a lot for her.

Qiao Qing's voice was steady, but she spoke a little fast: "I still have some information here. I hope the lady can help me take a look."

He lowered his eyes and looked at his watch, "If you can help us decipher it as soon as possible, I will give you another five hundred thousand."

Mu Qingyun: "Okay."

"Thank you."

Qiao Qing paused, "In addition, I have reserved some rooms at the Kunlun Hotel. The hotel also has several experts in related fields. I hope the lady can also work there. The hotel has good service and can meet all the needs of the lady. It will be more convenient.

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Mu Qingyun was even more surprised now and raised his eyebrows, but he still smiled and responded.

I feel that Mr. Qiao is very attentive. The Kunlun Hotel is located in the center of Taoshi, opposite the city bureau, which gives people a great sense of security.

However, the name Qiao Qing??

After a while, Mu Qingyun suddenly remembered who this person was. Qiao Qing, the chairman of Qiao Group.

"his friends?"

Most of Mu Qingyun's first sixteen years of life were colorless, but he was lucky enough to have an intersection with a colorful person.

That person's name is Lou Fang, a writer who is good at writing suspense and adventure novels and is somewhat famous.

Once under very special circumstances, Mu Qingyun had an in-depth exchange with Lou Fang.

Lou Fang told her that he didn't have many friends, and his best friend was a rich man named Qiao Qing.

Every time he hides from the editor to push for manuscripts, he has to go to Mr. Qiao. Because Qiao Qing has an uncanny dignity and indifference, which can be called a magic weapon in the house. The editor who is as fierce as a tiger will instantly turn into a cat when he meets him.

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Mu Qingyun was startled, and he had to say 'what a coincidence' in his heart.

Thinking of Lou Fang, she suddenly felt a little uneasy.

In most of her scripts, whenever she wants to create some interesting and charming male characters, the prototypes are basically Lou Fang, and most of them are 'beautiful, strong and miserable'.

No way, there was a time when she was particularly fond of this.

It's just that in the creation, the characters who are tortured by fate and still strive for self-improvement are likeable. But if it becomes a reality, who doesn't want to have a smooth life, calm and trouble-free?

Mu Qingyun sighed and came out of the library. The sponsor's secretary sent her a WeChat message, saying that she had contacted her mother and signed a "summer camp" contract, and someone would pick her up soon.

While thinking about what to pack, I crossed the street all the way, went up to the second floor, and rang the doorbell for a long time, but nothing happened.

She couldn't help but roll her eyes, took out her cell phone and dialed Sun Xiaomei's, Mu Aizhen's, Mu Aibao's, and her father Mu Siping's calls, but no one answered.

Mu Qingyun had expected it.

After staying in this home for so long, doing laundry, cooking and cleaning, and having to wait on a pair of elderly people next door every day, washing their hair and feet, making fire and cooking, she still does not belong to this home, so she does not have a key.

There are Mu Aizhen's boots on the shoe rack outside, as well as the shoes of two old people.

Mu Qingyun paused. This was not the first time.

There were several times when she came home from school and couldn't knock the door. She thought there was no one at home, so she waited outside for a long time. Then she was shocked to realize that there was no one there. What's wrong with Mu Aizhen or Mu Aibao?

, is not satisfied, just to embarrass her.

A door separates her, the house is brightly lit, full of joy and joy, but she is left sitting outside the door, tasting the bitterness.

Mu Qingyun was silent for a long time and stopped typing. He took out his cell phone and called the locksmith company directly.

The property management fee in the community is not low, and the service is certainly good. The locksmith company in-house is a large and regular company. Within five minutes, the locksmith arrived. He rang the doorbell first and then knocked on the door in a very disciplined manner. After confirming that no one was there, he looked at Mu

Qingyun's student ID card, he took the tool and clicked it twice.

"ah!"
Chapter completed!