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Because of nervousness, Sheng Nanzhi had nowhere to put his hands, and his eyes didn't know where to look.

"It seems that you are not lying."

Fu Chenmo's steady voice was as sweet as a cello. At this moment, he was a little less cold and impatient with outsiders, and even his habitually frowning brows were relaxed at this moment.

In the next second, he gently pulled Sheng Nanzhi's hand, the warmth from his palm reached Sheng Nanzhi's heart, her heart tightened, and she raised her head in astonishment.

Staring at Fu Chenmo closely like a deer, she seemed to be asking Fu Chenmo what he was going to do with her eyes.

When the eyes met, Fu Chenmo calmly and with some imperceptible tenderness, softly exhorted, "Don't be nervous, I'll sit in the first row and cheer for you, okay?"

Sheng Nanzhi rarely saw such a gentle Fu Chenmo. Most of the time, Fu Chenmo was indifferent. He was like a cold-blooded animal, but this cold-blooded animal suddenly behaved like this, which really made her unable to adapt.

"Let me assure you, if any problems arise after you take office, what happened here today will not be reported to the media. In this way, can you rest assured?"

Sheng Nanzhi naturally believed that Fu Chenmo had the ability to block some bad rumors.

She still hesitated, "But, if something really goes wrong with me, I will fail my teacher's expectations..."

Fu Chenmo clenched her hand a little bit, "If he is your respected teacher, he won't be disappointed in you because of your teacher."

Sheng Nanzhi's eyes became firmer.

It seems that what Fu Chenmo said is not unreasonable.

It was a rare and warm day today, the cool wind came in through the window, messing up Sheng Nanzhi's hair around her ears.

Fu Chenmo raised his other hand to straighten her hair.

In the silence of the world, he bowed his head, and a shallow, short kiss fell on Sheng Nanzhi's lips.

It's like a superficial touch.

At that second, Sheng Nanzhi felt that she could hardly breathe.

By the time she realized it, Fu Chenmo had already walked out.

She slowly raised her hand and touched the lips that had just been kissed. There seemed to be Fu Chenmo's breath between those lips and teeth.

What is different from the past is that today, his aura unexpectedly has a different temperature from the past, and even has a special effect that can make people feel at ease.

The first time Fu Chenmo appeared in the performance hall, the school staff waiting here took the initiative to receive him.

The other party bowed and respected, "Mr. Fu, I will take you to the VIP seat."

The other party made a 'please' gesture.

But Fu Chenmo's attention was attracted by the person who just appeared, he raised his hand, "Wait a minute."

After speaking, he walked towards the entrance and stopped Lin Yanran who was in high spirits.

The first time Lin Yanran saw Fu Chenmo, she thought that Fu Chenmo was here to greet her, and said bouncingly: "Brother, I told you to take the same car with you, and I insist on letting you go, how annoying!"

Lin Yanran's tone was full of coquettishness.

On the other hand, Fu Chenmo's expression was too serious, which made Lin Yanran feel a little embarrassed.

"Brother, what do you mean by stopping me?"

Lin Yanran looked down at the arm blocking her.

Fu Chenmo frowned, and when he spoke, he didn't have any expression on his face, as if he was a person with a calm face, "You are not welcome here."

Lin Yanran seemed to hear a very incredible sentence.

She widened her eyes, "Brother, what do you mean? As a figure skating athlete, I got an invitation from the school, and my influence is enough to support me to participate in today's event!"

As she spoke, Lin Yanran even took out her own invitation letter from her bag.

But Fu Chenmo didn't even look at it.

He said bluntly: "Now take the initiative to go out, I will ask Lao Zhou to take you to the IFC, and I will pay for any consumption, or there is a second choice."

Lin Yanran even looked forward to the second choice, after all, the first choice was already attractive enough.

"What's the second option?"

"Did you see the security over there? The second option is to let the security carry you away."

Lin Yanran's face darkened, showing aggrieved face, "Why? Why don't you let me participate in this event?"

Fu Chenmo had lost his patience, and was about to call the security guard with his hand. Lin Yanran was not a fool, and she was not stupid. She knew what to do at this time, so she pulled Fu Chenmo's hand, "Brother, I will let Lao Zhou Go shopping with me."

It was not until it was confirmed that Lin Yanran's figure had disappeared in the performance hall that Fu Chenmo's heart was relieved.

At least, Sheng Nanzhi, who will be on stage later, won't be affected by seeing Lin Yan.

All the invited parents and guests were seated. The huge performance hall was full of seats. Today, all the important figures in Haicheng gathered here, from both the political and business circles.

The back row is full of students from Haicheng Middle School, young and full of vitality.

The lights in the performance hall suddenly dimmed, and when it came back on, Zhang Chenglai was already standing in the middle of the stage, with the standing microphone positioned just right.

Zhang Chenglai cleared his throat, and when he spoke, there was a temperament of helping others, "First of all, I am honored to represent all the teachers in Haicheng Middle School..."

Sheng Nanzhi, who was waiting in the audience, clenched her hands tightly. She looked at the VIP seats unnaturally, and inadvertently met Fu Chenmo's eyes.

He sat there, dignified and alienated.

The school did not arrange other people by his side.

With such a precious seat, only Fu Chenmo sat in that half row. It seemed that the school really valued him enough.

What's different from before is that at this moment, Fu Chenmo's mouth is actually smiling.

He opened his thin lips silently, "Come on."

Although the two were far apart, Sheng Nanzhi could still analyze his words through the shape of his mouth.

"Next, let me invite my favorite student, Sheng Nanzhi, to talk to everyone about her story after she left Haicheng Middle School!"

Zhang Chenglai looked at Sheng Nanzhi's waiting position, raised his eyebrows, and looked at Sheng Nanzhi expectantly.

The light hit Sheng Nanzhi's body, and she walked briskly.

Perhaps she never thought that one day, she would stand in the performance hall of the school and tell her juniors the stories that happened after she left school.

That unfavored youngest daughter of the Sheng family can still have today.

Until standing in front of the microphone, Sheng Nanzhi still felt like a dream, a little unbelievable.

The past time was like movie clips, showing scenes in her mind.

Ups and downs, all became the best embellishment in her life.

"Eight years ago, I stood on the roof of this building, wanting to jump off and end this short, splendid and helpless life.

But eight years later, I am standing here, glamorous. "