Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Qiao Nian didn't want to go to the afternoon game, so naturally Ye Wangchuan didn't want to go either.

In the end, only Zhang Yang and Tang Ning were left in Qin Si's group, and they booked a box in Lanting, their usual place.

Qin Si was afraid of being bored, so he called some more people, but Qiao Nian didn't go anyway. The scale of his celebration banquet was no smaller than that of the medical association.

…

Return to the apartment.

Qiao Nian went back to the room to take a shower, put on a bathrobe and sat at the desk.

She had her legs crossed, and a section of her white collarbone was exposed under her bathrobe. Her whole body was very relaxed, and when she sat down there, she had an aura that was astounding.

Because he hadn't drawn a design drawing for a long time, Qiao Nian had no inspiration for a while.

She opened the old-looking laptop, called up the drawing software, took out a picture book from the drawer, opened the zipper of the shoulder bag, found a 2B pencil for drawing from the pencil case, and took out another He took out the knife and sharpened the pen tip slowly.

Just as the pencil was about to be sharpened, the phone she left on the table lit up.

Qiao Nian glanced over there, thinking it was Yuan Yongqin calling to urge her to write. Who knew it was still Huang Lao.

She dropped the half-sharpened pencil and picked it up with a headache. Although she was a little irritated, Qiao Nian's tone was still patient and polite: "Hi, teacher."

"Have I disturbed you?" Mr. Huang has a calmer strength than Nie Mi. Although his voice sounds muddy, it is clear and gentle, giving people a gentle feeling.

Qiao Nian leaned back on the chair, stared lazily at the brushes and white paper on the table, lowered her eyelashes, and said, "No."

"Teacher, do you have something to do with me?"

She knew that Mr. Huang was not a person who would bother her when nothing happened.

At least since the joint entrance examination until now, Mr. Huang has not called her a few times. He only called her once on the day when the college entrance examination results came out to congratulate her on winning the top prize in the national exam.

Later, when she came to Beijing, her family held a college entrance banquet for her. Mr. Huang also called her and explained that he didn't know she was going to hold a college entrance banquet before. He was not in Beijing and couldn't make it back at the moment, so he couldn't go to her. The entrance banquet...

Apart from these two times, Qiao Nian squinted her eyes and seemed unable to remember any other time she had called her.

Just today, the other party called me twice in a row.

She asked directly, and the other party did not do Tai Chi. He asked her in a gentle tone: "Something happened. Have you ever published an academic paper in an academic magazine or website?"

"??"

Qiao Nian was distracted for a moment and murmured, as if she didn't expect Mr. Huang to ask her this.

Mr. Huang had a very calm tone and said softly: "It's okay. It doesn't matter if you don't have it. I'll just ask you."

Qiao Nian put his hand on the desk and tapped it twice, thinking for a moment, and just when the other party was about to give up: "No? No, no..."

She seemed to remember something and answered slowly: "...I think I have posted an article."

Huang Lao's tone on the other end of the phone was obviously a little surprised, or he didn't expect it: "Have you sent it before?"

"Yeah." Qiao Nian turned on the computer, dug out her previous documents and records, and asked briefly and concisely: "Is the website also okay?"

“As long as it’s an academic website, it’s fine.”

"Okay." Qiao Nian pulled out his records, leaned back in his chair, and said, "I sent you the link."

*

On the other side, the Royal Mansion Lounge.

The Medical Association's celebration banquet was held in the banquet hall on the third floor, and it wasn't over yet.

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