Chapter 475

The reporter was clearly dissatisfied and wanted to follow up, but Mu Youyu smoothly took over the conversation, curling the corner of her mouth at the microphone.

The exam difficulty was moderate, all within the review scope; I'm confident I'll do well and get into the school of my choice. Thank you for your concern, and I wish all examinees achieve their ideal scores.

Her voice was normal, her enunciation clear, her pace neither rushed nor slow; those who didn't know would have thought she'd rehearsed beforehand.

A few sentences answered the question without revealing any substantive content, striking just the right balance.

The reporter wanted to ask more, but several bodyguards blocked the way.

Mu Xi, one hand pulling and the other dragging someone, walked into the crowd.

The elders hurried over.

Qing An, still at the side, teased Mu Xianqi: "Why aren't you speaking? Are you still waiting for Aiai to come find you?"

Mu Xianqi was blocked on the outside, unable to get near his sister, and he warned through gritted teeth: "Try mentioning it again."

Qing An wasn't scared at all; instead, he laughed even louder, deliberately raising his voice: "Yo, you got dumped and won't let anyone talk—your self-esteem is pretty strong."

Song Yusui, watching the commotion from the side without minding the fuss, chimed in: "They've been broken up for two months already—give them some face."

Mu Xianqi finally couldn't take it anymore, he grabbed Qing An's arm and pulled him aside, his voice dropping to a low growl: "If you mention Aiai again, I'll send you straight back to M Guo right now."

"It's fine, I'll walk back myself." Qing An stumbled a step from being yanked, but he wasn't the least bit flustered.

He even had the presence of mind to glance back at Song Yusui and flash a "all done" gesture, clearly showing off that he'd succeeded in provoking someone.

Song Yusui shook his head, didn't continue the conversation, turned his gaze back to his sister, still holding up his phone with the camera fixed in the same direction.

The Mu and Song families had moved a bit apart; Mu Youyu took Jiang Liangjin's hand, intending to get in the car.

No one noticed the flashlights still blinking behind them; someone held up a phone to livestream, the comments flying by, while the comment section and hot-search list updated in sync.

Less than half an hour after the college entrance exam ended, topics like #Was the exam surprisingly moderate? #, #The four major conglomerates' heiresses, Princess Mingxi, and Artist Yue Shu's exam#, #Jiang Consortium CEO's exam#…

The relevant entries shot up to the front, accompanied by the names of Mu Xi, Song Lujing, Lu Yuchu, etc., followed by a prominent burst symbol.

Clicking in, the first few items were that short interview clip she'd just done, only a few dozen seconds long.

The comment section was a mixed bag.

【The examinee has shut himself off; after twelve years of bitter study, he's still destined for junior college.】

【Upstairs, don't fight us for junior college.】

【Just because of her smile, I declare her the looks champion of this year's college entrance exam—so which window did God close for her?】

【Take a look at Young Master Jiang's expression—when the reporter asked him a question, he originally intended to refuse, but the young lady tugged his sleeve and he immediately changed his answer. This double standard is too obvious, right?】

【They've grown up together since childhood—what's the big deal about pulling a sleeve? Don't you have a childhood friend?】

【I don't, thanks.】

【That 'doing one's best' equals 'I don't want to answer but I'm giving you face'; translation complete.】

【Am I the only one who noticed Song Yan and Lu Yuchu being used as background images?】

【I screenshotted the photo of Mu Xi holding flowers—though his expression is sour, he's still handsome; indeed, a handsome guy looks good doing anything.】

【Did you see that blond-haired guy in the back? He looks like a prince from M Guo, here to see them off? That's too grandiose.】

【Half of the top ten hot searches are about the Mu family—this is too terrifying.】

【Just get used to it; their family dominates the charts several times a year.】

【I think…】

On her way home, Mu Youyu had no idea the internet had already exploded.

Because of the crowd, this wasn't a place to talk; the relatives and friends who had come specially to pick up a few people planned to head back to the Mu residence first.

Everyone followed behind the motorcade, and upon arriving at the destination they all went up to the fourth floor together, preparing to hold a small celebration.

Mu Youyu gave Lin Ning a faint smile, then found the chance to ask Liu Wanwan: "How did you guys get here? Weren't you supposed to come after the exam?"

Liu Wanwan replied helplessly, "Mainly because I knew you missed me—sigh, I had no choice."

Alright then.

Lin Ning:.?

Bai Yun came over, chuckling, "We're here on behalf of the entire Class A, Grade 2 of Lan Lin High School—teachers and students—to send you blessings, Xiao Yu! Happy graduation and a perfect score on the college entrance exam!"

Then I really thank you.

Mu Youyu lightly tapped her chin, pointing to the banner unfurled to the side, and asked, "Who wrote the words on your banner?"

Leng Anzhi raised her hand, face full of pride, "I wrote it. How is it? Doesn't it have the air of a calligrapher?"

Mu Youyu examined the line "Wind and sun fear nothing, Yu-jie and Jin-ge are top-notch," nodded, and said, "The characters are fine; the content is open to discussion."

Leng Yueyou deeply agreed; after writing that slogan, the sound "gua gua gua" looped in her mind for days.

Jiang Liangjin quite liked the content.

Mo Song, however, was concerned about something else: "Uncle and Aunt, you look so young—you don't seem like someone with four kids."

Mu Youyu gave a gentle smile: "Really?"

Song Huaixian's atmosphere team pulled out some streamers from the drawer and shouted loudly: "Come on, come on, let's celebrate the smooth conclusion of the college entrance exam for us four examinees!"

At the moment the streamers burst open, Mu Youyu was still chatting; the sharp sound made her flinch and shrink her shoulders.

Multicolored confetti rained down, most of it sticking to the brothers' hair and shoulders.

Before the brothers could shake it off, Song Huaixian had already lifted a second can.

Jiang Liangjin, quick-eyed and quick-handed, shifted sideways to block it, but the streamers sprayed his arm.

Only then did Song Huaixian realize the force seemed a bit too strong; he set the can down, saying, "My bad, my bad—I was aiming for the ceiling."

Mu Xi pointed at a tangle of streamers on his head and said, "You see, I believe it?"

Several friends covered their mouths and snickered.

"I know you don't believe me, and I can't help it." Song Huaixian stepped back two paces, hiding himself behind Song Huaiyu.

"Move aside." Song Huaiyu shifted sideways a bit, not letting him hide but also not pushing him away; the brothers stood locked in that pose for a second.

In the end, Song Huaiyu still moved half an inch to the side, leaving a half-body-width gap for his younger brother.

Jiang Liangjin took off his outer coat, and the white patch on the cuff was especially conspicuous.

He didn't care at all, merely turned his head to look at Mu Youyu, deliberately blinking his eyes, looking like he was seeking credit: "Youbao, are you alright? Brother Huaiyu was also too careless."

Brothers: Fine, you really showed off, didn't you?