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Chapter 044
On May 25th, the school celebration is coming, and the school as a whole has already been completely renewed.
The musical fountain, which is rarely seen on weekdays, is turned on, and every tree is lit up. The hot air balloon fluttered in the wind with the word welcome. The students in reception wore the uniforms of S Art University and took the guests around.
As early as yesterday evening, the maid cafe’s shed had been built on the playground——
The whole shed is built with white cloth, and the roof surrounds this circle of LED star lights. The girls borrowed maid costumes and some discarded lace fabrics to decorate discarded classroom desks and chairs. Mo Shaoqing also took some green plants from the space to decorate the cafe.
The entire playground is immersed in a strong atmosphere of school celebration.
Early in the morning, Mo Shaoqing had baked small cakes that could be stored for a long time and put them in the cake cabinet.
But after all, he had only one person, and soon discovered that the task was too heavy and he was a little too busy, and some idle people were still playing mobile chats.
So, he started to distribute the work: open the fruit bag brought at home (space), instructed five girls to cut the fruit, selected some of the boys and girls with better looks to be waiters, and the rest of the boys in the kitchen help, and the other girls are responsible Prepare coffee. The boss, the second and the third, are honorably assigned to "solicit".
Next, Mo Shaoqing is going to start making some box cakes and cupcakes. Both of these cakes are of the kind with good looks and deliciousness, which naturally takes a lot of time.
Then prepare the meringue for the egg tart and puff, and teach you how to make the tart and the cream. It can be said that I am busy early in the morning and can't even drink my saliva.
"Mo Shaoqing, you are amazing!"
"The cake is so delicious, so beautiful!"
"Yes, it's done, it's all done step by step!" Several girls gathered around in twos and threes, tasting and complimenting them.
Mo Shaoqing thought, that's the way you didn't see my restaurant getting busy, otherwise you can definitely understand my current hand speed.
There are very few boys who can make cakes, and even fewer handsome boys can make cakes. Girls sometimes do their own work, and sometimes see handsome guys making cakes, feeling that their lives are full of pink bubbles.
The number of guests gradually began to increase, and Mo Shaoqing became more busy. Batch after batch of egg tarts were baked, batch after batch were sold.
Mo Shaoqing turned around to put the cake, but was startled by the whole man lying on the cake counter.
The man has a baby face and looks only in his early twenties. He is wearing a plaid shirt and a pair of black-rimmed glasses. He looks like a student.
Mo Shaoqing patted his chest and exhaled, "Guest, would you like something to eat?"
"It smells so good!" The baby face was immersed in his own world, and then suddenly reacted: "Are you the boss?" The whole person suddenly glowed with a different kind of brilliance.
Mo Shaoqing was taken aback by his enthusiasm: "Yes! Egg tart?"
"Well, this is also necessary, this is also necessary, and this is all one."
"Okay." For customers, Mo Shaoqing never kept his smile.
Mo Shaoqing took out the freshly baked cake from the cake cabinet. The baby face kept staring at his hand, as if drooling out, until the cake was handed over to him.
Then, the baby face took a bite of an egg tart, ignoring the surprised gaze around him, and finished the mango cake roll in a few bites... Finally, he touched his stomach contentedly.
At this time, there was a shout from a distance——
"Xiaohe, I have been looking for you for a long time, why are you here?" A middle-aged man with a beard-faced looked eagerly.
The baby-faced man with a flat mouth: "I'm hungry! The cakes here are super delicious!"
"Taste it for you. Here—"
Mo Shaoqing was admired when he saw it, and he didn't violate peace even when he acted like a coquettish!
"Hey, I don't need to. Look at what you eat, it's mouth full!" The bearded man took out the silk scarf from his pocket and carefully wiped the cream from the corner of his mouth.
The scene of you and me, Mo Shaoqing thinks, why does it look weird——
"May I ask you are?"
No wonder Mo Shaoqing thinks too much. This middle-aged man is at least forty years old, with a beard and a peaked cap. He looks very...
The baby face doesn't seem to be very mature, will he not be deceived?
Babyface smiled directly, and then took a good time to watch how the middle-aged man reacted. It seemed that it was not the first time to see how familiar with the road. Mo Shaoqing felt even more strange in his heart.
The bearded man who was stared at with "you are a trafficker" was not angry, and said helplessly: "I don't know if you have heard my name, I am Qi Yuanshan, this is me... my love Jiang Muhe!"
The baby-faced laughed, as if fearing that the world would not be chaotic, he said loudly: "Haha, Ashan, you have once again admitted that I am your lover!"
Some guests around looked at the two of them with disgust, curiosity, or playfulness, but the two of them continued their actions without being affected.
Mo Shaoqing secretly admires and feels a little embarrassed at the same time, what and what is this, the two of them look...
Jiang Muhe was very surprised. Is the student in front of him from the school? He didn't even know what the two of them looked like. Is he not famous anymore? Express unhappy!
But this aroused his interest instead, and chatted with Mo Shaoqing enthusiastically.
Qi Yuanshan could only put aside what he was supposed to do, wait patiently on the side, and interject a few words in a gentle voice.
Mo Shaoqing learned from the chat with the middle-aged "husbands" that Jiang Muhe is an alumnus of this school, and what is even more exciting is that although Jiang Muhe looks in his early twenties, he is actually thirty-five. . On the contrary, Qi Yuanshan, who seems to be in his early forties, is actually 37 years old...
What's wrong with this world?
Mo Shaoqing said:...
The more the two talked, the more speculative, from cake chat to music, from music chat to movies, but Mo Shaoqing was really busy.
Although Mo Shaoqing has never heard of the two names, it does not hinder his appreciation of the two. After apologizing, he wrapped some biscuits and paper cups to Jiang Muhe. Anyway, these benefits are his own.
Jiang Muhe took a deep look at Mo Shaoqing, seeing Mo Shaoqing flustered, and happily took Qi Yuanshan's hand and left.
On the other side, Ling Senhao, who had carefully inspected the small auditorium several times, expressed disappointment. It seemed that there was no one he wanted to see underneath...
Ling Senhao briefly said a few words about his analysis of the international financial situation, plus what he has done for the Clare Group in recent years. He has a humorous language, strong professional knowledge, and rich personal experience. Talking about a few cases at random can attract the cheers of underground students.
At the end of the speech, a female college student host asked a question: "I want to know why Chief Ling abandoned S City Drama Academy and chose our school?"
The first thing that came to Ling Senhao's mind was Mo Shaoqing's face. He replied, "I believe that truly outstanding people are not confined to school."
The Acting Department of the Art Academy of S City is recognized as being inferior to the Theater Academy of S City. Now that Ling Senhao says that, the students underneath are immediately boiled. Doesn't that mean they are better than other schools!
After the lecture was over, a large group of students came forward to ask questions, how could the school leaders allow it? It's rare to see such a big person, but can't accompany him well, maybe the school can get some sponsorship...
Ling Senhao handed it all over to the assistant, found an excuse for himself and walked away. He has a more important task to complete, and this time, he is bound to get it.
Mo Shaoqing welcomed an unexpected guest.
"Mr. Ling? Why are you here?"
Hearing Mo Shaoqing's surprised and happy voice, Ling Senhao had some comfort, pretending to be surprised: "So you are a student of this school?"
"Yeah, Mr. Ling, what a coincidence..." Mo Shaoqing combined with the recent events of many celebrities coming to speak at the school celebration, speculating that Mr. Ling should have also received an invitation.
"Are you here to give a speech?"
"Yes, but since you know, why didn't you come?" Ling Senhao looked at Mo Shaoqing with regret.
I don't know why, Mo Shaoqing actually heard a bit of grievance in it. Is it just his illusion?
"No...I..." I didn't know before, and I just speculated.
But why I still feel so sorry...
"I'm really sorry this time, I will definitely go next time." Mo Shaoqing firmly expressed his position.
Ling Senhao felt funny in his heart. He wanted to say that I was just teasing you, but when it came to his lips, he turned into, "Really?"
It sounds pitiful. Mo Shaoqing only had to swear to the sky, "I will go!"
"That's good, you must come." Ling Senhao went down the steps.
Attached to Mo Shaoqing's ear and said: "Otherwise you will definitely regret..."
Uh... Mo Shaoqing thinks why this scene is inexplicably weird, as if he was molested by...
Then his face flushed.
Although the beautiful boy's blush is indeed beautiful, Ling Senhao now expresses that there is still something he wants to do now, "Is it convenient for me to walk around?"
"Of course, it's an honor." It's noon now, and there are a lot fewer guests in the Maid Cafe. Mo Shaoqing still thought about the "I'm sorry" the other party just now, and quickly sorted out the counter and prepared to come out.
Only then did Ling Senhao realize that the other party was wearing a white apron with lace, which set off the waist to become more slender... It looked really unusually fascinating!