MTL - Don’t Be a Secretary For a Genius-Chapter 141 growing president

Jiang Shengyan curled his lips: "Give me this box first, I'll bring it in."

Aunt Huang looked at the milk in Jiang Shengyan's hand.

Jiang Shengyan stretched out a hand with the palm facing up: "One hand is enough."

Aunt Huang hesitated: "This box is quite heavy!"

Jiang Shengyan: "I can do it."

"Here." Aunt Huang put the box in Jiang Shengyan's hand, worried that it would be unstable, and held it with her hands.

Jiang Shengyan winked at Aunt Huang: "Aunt Huang, don't worry, let go."

Aunt Huang cautiously stepped back, and the box was firmly held in Jiang Shengyan's hand.

"I didn't see that Miss Sheng Yan was a strong man before." Aunt Huang was amazed.

"Then let me open the door for you?" Aunt Huang asked.

"No, I'll do it myself." Jiang Shengyan was very afraid that Jing You would be hit by Aunt Huang when she came out of the vacuum after taking a shower.

"Okay, I'll go first."

Jiang Shengyan smiled: "Aunt Huang good night."

"Good night." Aunt Huang smiled and left.

Jiang Shengyan glanced down and saw some old toys in the box.

Jiang Shengyan entered the door, put the cardboard box on the table, and took out the yellowed paper on the top, it was a composition.

"My Dream", you can guess it is an elementary school composition just by looking at the title.

"My dream is to be a physicist, because being a physicist can enter the laboratory. Many people say that the people in the laboratory are weird guys with high IQ, I really want to live my life Stay in the lab and don't come out so I don't have to put up with the idiots out there. I'm going to prove the existence of the multiverse and get the Nobel Prize, those guys look cool.

…”

The composition is not long. From the immature wording and handwriting, it can be seen that it is indeed written by a primary school student.

Jiang Shengyan raised his eyebrows.

Xiao You was very cute when she was a child, unlike now that she always likes to pretend to be deep.

The appearance of arrogance and arrogance has not changed from childhood to adulthood.

However, when I was a child, my dream was lofty, so why is it now a money jar?

I peeked at her composition without Xiaoyou's consent, and she knew that she would definitely get angry.

Jiang Shengyan thought of this, and quickly folded the fragile piece of paper.

But one step too late.

Jingyou floated out of the bathroom along with the mist.

"What are you doing?"

Jing You saw Jiang Shengyan sneakily hiding something behind him, his eyes became alert.

"Nothing." Jiang Shengyan stood up and walked forward, secretly throwing the composition in his hand back into the cardboard box.

Jing You moved his eyes to the side: "What is that?"

The end point of sight is the box of things that Jiang Shengyan brought in just now.

Jiang Shengyan said calmly: "I met Aunt Huang at the door. She said that when she was packing up her old things, she collected some commemorative items. I wanted to ask if you would like to find a special place to put them."

Jing You took a few steps forward and stood in front of the box.

She was wrapped in a bath towel, which was not firmly fixed, and seemed to be in danger of falling at any time.

Jiang Shengyan secretly glanced at the butterfly bone in front of her eyes, her body temperature was a few degrees higher.

Jing You picked up the yellowed composition paper in the box and frowned: "Why does Aunt Huang keep these."

Jiang Shengyan pretended to be ignorant of the above, and asked falsely, "What is this?"

Jing You generously admitted: "This is a composition I wrote in elementary school, it's really good."

Jiang Shengyan: "…"

Jing You folded the composition and took a look at the other old things in the box.

"I used to like this car, but I broke a wheel. I also like this frog. I don't know if it can jump."

Jing You squatted down to wind up the frog, and the frog jumped forward a few steps.

"Look at Jiang Shengyan, it's moving!" Jing You raised his head, and the towel on his body fell off at the same time.

The skin behind Jiang Shengyan's ears was flushed red, and a fire ignited in his pupils.

Even though I have been in close contact with Jingyou a lot, it is still easy to be lured into fascination.

Heart hits his ribs hard, as if he wants to fly out of that cage and run to Jingyou.

Jing You saw Jiang Shengyan's eyes and realized something. Not only was he not ashamed, he also hooked Jiang Shengyan's neck generously.

Jiang Shengyan didn't want to appear anxious, and asked pretendingly, "Didn't your dream when you were a child become a physicist, and how did you become a small money jar?"

Jing You tilted his head: "Isn't it normal for a child's dream to change every day?"

Jiang Sheng nodded solemnly and said jokingly: "It is said that money smells of copper, but children with lofty ideals also like to smell copper when they grow up."

Jing You: "Of course, money is a good thing and can do a lot of things."

Jiang Shengyan: "Then who will manage the money after we get married?"

Jing You: "If I have to manage the money myself, am I asking a financial group to get a table to play mahjong?"

Jiang Shengyan: "…"

Jing You raised his hand and pinched Jiang Shengyan's auricle, very dissatisfied: "The night is short, sister, don't waste time."

Jiang Shengyan said seriously: "How can I be a waste of time chatting with you, Xiaoyou thinks what to do is not a waste of time."

Jing You took a bite at the corner of Jiang Shengyan's lips: "Before, my sister didn't let me find out that we can do something further. Now that I have found it, it is time to upgrade and iteratively interact. Way."

Jiang Shengyan: "What kind of fallacy is this?"

Jing You: "Don't you want to?"

Jiang Shengyan was stuck for a while, but couldn't say anything to deny.

Jing You became more assertive: "We all think, why waste time?"

Jiang Shengyan was exposed and said with a stiff face, "I'm going to wash my hands."

"I'll go with you." Jing You kissed and moved with Jiang Shengyan, without wasting any time to wash her hands.

Jiang Shengyan's brain is hypoxic.

I didn't feel that obvious a while ago, but recently I feel more and more that the previous small robot is slowly changing, which is still amazing.

It seems to be turning more and more in the direction of the vixen.

Returning to the bedside, Jiang Shengyan pushed Jing You down, leaving only chaos in his mind.

Jing You hooked Jiang Shengyan's neck, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and murmured vaguely: "Sister is my dream, a lifetime dream."

Jiang Shengyan used his thoughts elsewhere, and only made a vague "um".

In the middle of the night, everything is silent.

Lu Xian is the biggest contributor to the Jingteng Medical Project, Jiang Shengyan would like to thank her in person anyway.

Jiang Shengyan stood at the door of the laboratory, recalling the sourness that Dr. Lu had when he first came to Jingteng, and shook his head with a smile.

Jiang Shengyan pressed the doorbell.

After a while, the door opened.

Jiang Shengyan: "Have Dr. Lu eaten?"

Lu Xian: "Will Shengyan invite me to dinner? Unfortunately, I can't get away now, it's a pity."

Jiang Shengyan shook his head: "I asked casually, if I invite Dr. Lu to dinner, I will definitely make an appointment with you in advance, it will not be so abrupt."

Lu Xian: "It turns out that Sheng Yan didn't come to invite me to dinner, which is really disappointing."

“…”

Isn’t it impossible to escape?

Jiang Sheng said: "Sometimes I will invite Dr. Lu to eat Yancheng's most unmissable food. I have a lot of research in this area."

Lu Xian nodded with satisfaction: "You are much more generous than Xiao Jingyou."

Jiang Sheng cut to the ground with a sincere attitude: "Dr. Lu, thank you for everything you have done now, no words can fully express my gratitude, as long as there is a need for me in the future, Dr. Lu will ask You're welcome, I'll remember this for the rest of my life."

Lu Xian half-squinted her eyes, and suddenly patted Jiang Shengyan's shoulder with both hands: "Shengyan, do you have a dream?"

Jiang Shengyan was taken aback by surprise, and after a long while, he replied, "It doesn't matter if there is any."

Jiang Shengyan never specifically thought about what kind of dreams she had. When she was a child, she wanted to be as beautiful as her mother, but when something happened at home, she just wanted to make herself stronger and protect her mother from being hurt again. .

She doesn't know if these are dreams, but she knows that Xiaoyou is her dream now and in the future.

Just... Dr. Lu suddenly asked this for what?

Lu Xian Nunuzui: "I'm a person without dreams, and it doesn't seem to matter what I do. It's really boring."

Jiang Shengyan was stunned, and said warmly: "But even if the doctor has no dreams, he is very powerful. This is a level that many people with dreams cannot reach. There should be many students in biology who admire you."

Lu Xian raised her eyebrows: "But Xiao Jingyou shared her dream with me, do you want to know what it is?"

Jiang Shengyan showed surprise in his eyes.

"What?" She was curious.

Lu Xian put her index finger to her lips: "This is the secret between us."

Jiang Shengyan felt inexplicably sour.

Although she knew that the relationship between Dr. Lu and Xiaoyou was very simple, and it was a help between herself and Xiaoyou at the beginning, there was a secret between these two people, which still made her feel tight.

Lu Xian's lips curled up: "Sheng Yan is jealous?"

Jiang Shengyan shook his head, his expression as usual: "Dr. Lu and Xiaoyou are very good friends. They have known each other for longer than me. It's understandable that there are secrets between you. I'm not that small."

Lu Xian: "If Sheng Yan said he was jealous, I might have told you the secret between us. Since you don't care, then forget it."

Jiang Shengyan: "..." Which is more important, secret or face?

Secret of course.

Jiang Shengyan coughed a few times and cleared his throat: "I'm a little jealous."

Lu Xian: "A woman's heart is really a needle in the sea."

“…”

Jiang Shengyan was silent.

Lu Xian took apart a lollipop, jumped onto the dissection table, and sat cross-legged: "Do you know what Xiao Jingyou's dream was when he was a child?"

Jiang Shengyan recalled the composition he had read, and asked uncertainly, "Be a physicist?"

"It turns out that Xiao Jingyou's dream when he was a child is quite normal!" Lu Xian sighed.

Jiang Shengyan: "It turns out that Dr. Lu doesn't know Xiaoyou's dream when he was a child?"

She feels deceived.

Lu Xian shrugged: "I have no interest in abandoned dreams."

Jiang Shengyan asked: "What is Xiaoyou's dream later?"

From the day Jiang Shengyan met Jing You, the child was like a money jar, saying that he would make a lot of money in the future.

This is Xiaoyou's dream now, she thought.

Lu Xian: "It should be to marry a gentle and beautiful fairy wife like Sheng Yan."

Jiang Shengyan gave Lu Xian an awkward but polite smile.

Lu Xian approached Jiang Shengyan, her voice became very soft: "Her dream is to make the fairy sister not cry."

Sister Fairy.

Jiang Shengyan's eyes widened.

Lu Xian continued: "I guess, Sister Fairy must be very charming, and she is fascinated by such a small child."

Jing You's dreams from childhood to adulthood flashed in Jiang Shengyan's mind, she did say something like asking the fairy sister not to cry.

Lu Xian put her finger on her chin, with an unfathomable expression: "But after my careful analysis of the whole incident, there is only one way to make the fairy sister not cry, and it takes a lot of money to do it. ."

Jiang Shengyan seemed to be aware of something, but there was another layer of window paper between her and the secret.

Lu Xian looked ahead, her eyes empty: "I'm really curious about what kind of force is pushing Xiaojingyou to regard a person as his dream, why can't I feel that What about strength?"

Jiang Shengyan looked at Lu Xian's silhouette and felt a silent sadness.

Lu Xian suddenly turned her head to look back at Jiang Shengyan: "I think Xiao Jingyou is in a puppy love, you have to educate her well."

Instantly broke the melancholy atmosphere just now.

Jiang Shengyan flew through a string of words in his heart: "..."

Lu Xian showed a small smile: "Sheng Yan is so smart, she can guess who the fairy sister is."

Jiang Shengyan's throat was dry and his breathing was out of rhythm.

After a long while, she said with difficulty: "Sister Fairy—"

"It's me." Lu Xian cut off Jiang Shengyan's words.

Lu Xian covered her heart: "But I don't want to marry her, and now I feel guilty and uneasy. Is Sheng Yan considering giving up the position of his fiancee now?"

Jiang Shengyan knew that Lu Xian was joking, and murmured, "But I haven't seen her before."

Lu Xian stared at Jiang Shengyan for a long time, and said in a deep voice, "There is only one truth."

Jiang Shengyan focused on Lu Xian's face, waiting for the following.

Lu Xian: "She peeps at you."

Jiang Shengyan's inner shock and agitation were dispelled by a punch.

These two people are worthy of being friends, and they can always destroy the atmosphere that makes people tearful.

Lu Xian continued: "I used to be curious about what makes the fairy sister so special, that she has made such a big change in a little boy who hates crowds, and even becomes an ordinary person at all costs. Something you can't even think about."

Although Lu Xian didn't say it clearly, Jiang Shengyan understood it.

The impact was too great.

Jiang Shengyan was unsteady, reaching out to support the cold metal table next to him.

Lu Xian looked at Jiang Shengyan up and down: "Although people are beautiful, gentle and considerate, and their skill in picking crab meat is also top-notch, they are only one of ordinary people. Where is the magic power? What? I can't figure it out."

This does not sound pleasant, but Jiang Shengyan does not feel annoyed.

The two looked at each other quietly, both silent.

Long time.

"Perhaps, you are just different to her." Lu Xian paused, "This is what people often say about the traction of fate."

Jiang Shengyan couldn't describe how he felt at the moment. All this happened so suddenly, she didn't know how to deal with it.

"I envy Xiao Jingyou."

Lu Xian lowered her eyes, "Why can't I feel that strong emotion?"

The voice was very low, it was more like talking to himself than talking to Jiang Shengyan.

Jiang Shengyan didn't know how she got out of the laboratory, she was in a trance.

Through a series of conversations just now, Jiang Shengyan was convinced that the "Sister Fairy" that Xiaoyou had been whispering in her dreams was herself.

Xiao You became a money jar because of herself.

A self who never knew when they met.

Is it me?

Jiang Shengyan's eyes were hot, and the water vapor accumulated in it, but it didn't flow out so easily.

Sore soreness.

It turned out that after eating vinegar for so long, it was me who was always jealous.

Jiang Shengyan was amused, but at the same time she was enveloped by an inexplicable emotion.

It turns out that before she fell into the uncontrollable feelings for Xiaoyou, Xiaoyou's world was filled with her own shadow, and it was full.

Not only Lu Xian wanted to know why Jing You was desperate for a person.

Jiang Shengyan also wanted to know.

She couldn't think of anything special about herself that deserved to be all alone.

It's been ten years, and I haven't noticed it at all.

When did Xiaoyou see herself crying?

There are too many questions, Jiang Shengyan doesn't know and can't figure it out.

But none of that matters.

Now she just wants to fly to Jingyou and rub him in her arms.

Jiang Shengyan crept open the door of the lounge.

Jing You is sleeping on the bed with an eye patch on.

I haven't seen Xiaoyou taking a nap...

Jiang Shengyan walked to the bed and squatted down, stroked Jingyou's hair with one hand, and his eyes were dazzling.

Before he came, Jiang Shengyan had a lot to say, but when he really saw Jingyou, there was not a word in his head.

Xiaoyou seems not ready to tell herself who is the fairy sister.

Jiang Shengyan curled her lips and said softly, "I'll just pretend I don't know, and wait until you tell me yourself, okay?"

Jing You whispered: "Sister Fairy, Fairy..."

When Jiang Shengyan heard these four words again, two lines of tears flashed across his face instantly.

This is a love story that is better than any sweet words, a promise that will never change your heart.

Why are there such foolish people as Jing You in the world?

The alarm sounded softly, Jingyou got up from the bed in a conditioned reflex, and his lips were hitting something soft.

Jing You took off her blindfold in horror, only to feel relieved when she saw Jiang Shengyan in front of her.

"What is Secretary Jiang doing?" Jing You blinked innocently.

Like the accidental kiss a few months ago.

"I'm playing a prank."

Jiang Shengyan smiled, but she couldn't control the tears she just wiped, and dropped two drops on Jingyou's face.

Jing You panicked: "Why are you crying?"

Jiang Shengyan hugged Jing You: "Don't worry, I won't cry anymore."

Jing You didn't know what was going on, she just patted Jiang Shengyan's back as if to coax a child.

"It doesn't matter if you want to cry, I'm a mature adult and will coax you well."

Jiang Shengyan held Jing You's face, closed his eyes and kissed him.

—I still have a lot of time, waiting for you to tell me the story of the fairy sister.

View House.

Ying Jian was temporarily recruited to help Jing Pearl prepare the engagement banquet.

She frowned as she looked at the list of performances in front of her.

"What's wrong with Secretary Ying?" Jing Zhenzhu asked.

Ying Jian: "This Fu Qiyu's reputation has not been very good recently. I'm afraid that if I invite him to assist, the media will divert the topic."

Jing Zhenzhu recalled for a moment: "It seems that Xiaoyou personally invited her, so you can ask her for her opinion."

"Okay." Yingjian put this matter down temporarily and continued on.

Fu Qiyu on the list is a popular young student that Jing You met on the flyover last time. He is very motivated and polite, and he is a very positive idol.

But she has been criticized recently. She lost a lot of fans, and her popularity is getting worse and worse.

Horch sits in a work chair, holding both hands on the table.

There was a reassuring smile on her face.

"Dr. Fang, how can I help you?" Horch asked.

Doctor Fang is a middle-aged man in his mid-30s. He has wheat-colored skin, strong facial features, rimless glasses on the bridge of his nose, and deep eyes.

He is a handsome face no less than a star.

Doctor Fang said: "Dr. Huo, a doctor's job is to help and protect his patients, right?"

Horch nodded: "Of course."

Doctor Fang asked another question: "No matter what method, as long as it can make our patients suffer less pain, we doctors should try it, right?"

Horch thought for a while, and said, "There are many ways to reach the destination, and there should be no difference between big roads and small roads."

Doctor Fang chuckled, "I think so too, thank you Dr. Huo for answering my questions." The magnetic voice was very pleasant.

Hooch smiled: "You're welcome."

In the dressing room of an advertising studio, a male star with a cute face is sitting in front of the mirror.

He lowered his head and swiped Weibo, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

The agent sitting on the sofa also looked down at the phone: "We have done a good job in character design this time, not only won the pity of many mother fans, but also made Fu Qiyu unable to turn over, it can be said to kill two birds with one stone ."

The male star patted a plant next to him and edited his Weibo: "Today is also a day to grow in the sun, I hope to get through the haze as soon as possible, thank you lemons for your care, thank you [heart]"

Send.

Soon, a large number of comments appeared in the comments, most of which were "Baby be strong!" "Get out of the entertainment industry!" "The garbage that only pretends to be sick and sympathetic!" "I'm going to pretend to be a white lotus after stepping on it, I wish you a sickness!" "Eight out of ten modern people say that they are depressed. , hurry up and die!" He cursed viciously.

One of the comments is different from the others.

"It's all you people who like to use depression as a shield, the only people who are really sick will be misunderstood, you all deserve to die!"

But soon, it was overwhelmed.

Ning Xuan was only an eighteenth-line star two months ago.

He and the popular Xiaosheng Fu Qiyu are the same type of artist. The newly signed management team used Fu Qiyu's popularity to compare and step on it, and abruptly made many people remember the name of Ning Xuan.

After such an operation, Fu Qiyu's fans naturally quit, and they quarrel with Ning Xuan's agency and fans.

But the Ning Xuan team not only did not converge, but also jumped even more, which completely angered Fu Qiyu's fans.

Fu Qiyu has a huge number of fans, and Ning Xuan's Weibo account quickly fell, and there was a lot of scolding.

At this juncture, Ning Xuan's manager released a diagnosis report of his artist's depression, claiming that Fu Qiyu's fans had caused mental damage to his artist. Many marketing accounts began to publish conspiracy theories, analyzing that Fu Qiyu's fans were actually instructed by the brokerage company and even Fu Qiyu himself to attack Ning Xuan in an organized manner.

Some people even spread gossip that Ning Xuan once tried to commit suicide, but fortunately, the rescue was timely, and he saved his life from the **** of death.

At this time, the trend of public opinion has completely changed, and Fu Qiyu and his fans have become the source of evil for Internet violence.

Ning Xuan quickly became a second-tier player.

After Ning Xuan returned home at night, he threw the phone on the table, unbuttoned it and walked to the bathroom.

After a short while, the bathroom sounded the sound of the shower.

Behind a door, a man with wheat-colored skin came out, slowly approached the coffee table, picked up the phone on the table, and unlocked the screen in a few clicks.

Not the owner of the house, nor the guest.

The man fiddled with the phone for a while with his articulated fingers, put down the phone, and walked to the bathroom with a relaxed expression.

His footsteps were light and ghostly.

Goodbye, love you all forever. 】

Once such a Weibo post with the same last words was posted, it quickly caused a heated discussion and caused the server to crash.

The next day, a yellow and black cordon surrounded the downstairs of a boutique apartment, police cars were parked downstairs, and police came in and out of the building.

Many of the building's residents were called by the police for questioning.

It seems that the famous male star in the building died.