After finally leaving Rong Moyou, can her new life begin from here?

…

After arriving at school, Duan Fei came to the oil painting studio.

As soon as Wang Qin saw her, she took the initiative to say hello, "Duan Fei, have you finished your make-up exam homework?"

"Not yet." Duan Fei put the easel aside, "I was too busy yesterday."

"I have read the school's announcement. Teacher Zhang has been fired." Wang Qin said in a low voice, "I really didn't expect that he was responsible for all this. He usually seems quite kind, and he knows people well but doesn't know his heart."

Duan Fei smiled and said, "I didn't expect that either."

"I'm just telling you, you are such a good painter, how could you not pass the copying exam?" Wang Qin said, "By the way, I heard that a new teacher has arrived. Show him your homework from last semester and say

Maybe you don’t need to take a make-up exam.”

Duan Fei nodded, "Yeah."

Maybe it was because her attitude was a little perfunctory, and Wang Qin looked a little embarrassed.

But there was no way. As soon as the rumor-mongering post came out, everyone said that Duan Fei's character had collapsed, and everyone was talking about it. Moreover, Duan Fei didn't defend herself immediately. She also chose to believe it at that time, and she didn't even believe it yesterday.

If you dare to talk to Duan Fei, you are afraid that you will be implicated...

Not long after, the new oil painting teacher walked into the classroom.

After introducing himself and making arrangements for the make-up exam, he then asked, "Who is Duan Fei?"

Duan Fei raised her hand.

The teacher looked at her and said, "I have heard from the dean about everything. Your copying and drawing are very good. I thought about it. Your make-up exam will be cancelled, and your grades will be changed back. Please accept the text message notification later."

Duan Fei was a little surprised and nodded quickly, "Thank you, teacher."

In the classroom, other students were more or less a little emotional, and some even started whispering.

fine.

The teacher continued, "There are a few students who are also exempted from the make-up exam. I'll read out their names."

After this, everyone's discussion subsided.

…

At the end of the oil painting class, the head teacher walked into the classroom, made some opening remarks, and then got down to business:

"The course schedule this semester is relatively small, so in addition to the local imperial capital, some of our internship units are located in the suburbs. The allocation principle is as follows. First of all, students who have found an internship unit please raise their hands."

Duan Fei majors in oil painting, and her internship usually involves going to various art venues to create, or she can also work as a teacher or editor.

Students with connections have already raised their hands.

The class teacher ticked the boxes one by one on the table, "Currently, 18 students have not been assigned internship units. I will assign them now."

Soon he said, "Duan Fei, Wang Qin, you two go to the Imperial Capital Cultural Center."

!!!

The Imperial City Cultural Center can be said to be a palace in the minds of art students across the country. Many well-known artists work in the museum. The most important thing is that it is a national-level establishment with good welfare benefits and development prospects.

It is the dream of many people to be able to enter the cultural center for internship. In the past, there was no such place. After all, their school was not ranked in the imperial capital. I didn't expect this time...

Wang Qin was overjoyed.

Compared with her, Duan Fei is relatively calm.

After the internship assignment was over, she got up and went to the cafeteria.

After buying the meal and sitting down, Wang Qin came over with a lunch box and said, "Duan Fei, can I sit here?"

Duan Fei smiled, "Okay."

Wang Qin immediately sat down opposite her, "Duan Fei, thank you."

"no need thank me?"

"I know even if you don't tell me, it must be because of your uncle that I can go to the Cultural Center for internship."

Duan Fei's eyes flashed slightly, "What do you mean?"

"I saw the post from the Academic Affairs Office. Your mother is an old friend of the president of Rong Group. If he hadn't helped the school apply for this internship position, how could we have entered the cultural center with the reputation of our school and major?"

Duan Fei said nothing.

"I just asked the head teacher, and he told me that the cultural director opened the back door for you just for his sake." Wang Qin continued, "Because I have a good relationship with you, the head teacher asked me to come over.

Accompanying you, so... thank you very much, I didn’t expect you to be so magnanimous when I treated you like that yesterday, I’m sorry.”

"You are overthinking." Duan Fei said lightly, "I don't know about this matter. It was the head teacher's decision to arrange for you to go, and it has nothing to do with me."

Wang Qin had a sneer on her face, "But it's because of you that I can go. Anyway, thank you, really."

Duan Fei smiled and lowered her head to eat.

Not long after, several classmates came over and sat down at the next table.

Someone pushed Wang Qin's shoulder, "I envy you. You can go to the Cultural Center for internship with Duan Fei. The rest of us are in trouble. We are assigned to go to a publishing house in the suburbs. Who still reads magazines these days? And the unit is far away from the school and

My home is so far away, so it’s not easy to come back and take a class.”

Wang Qin said, "This publishing house is quite famous, and besides, you don't have to work there for internships..."

"You really don't have back pain when you stand and talk!"

Others also echoed, "It's good to be with Bai Fumei!"

"Yes, you can even get an internship at the cultural center."

"If I had known, I would have found a rich and powerful Bai Fumei..."

Wang Qin's face turned red, and she hurriedly lowered her head and picked up the chopsticks.

After a while, she peeked next door.

I saw Duan Fei eating the food with a calm expression, very calm.

…

After leaving the canteen, Duan Fei found an excuse to say goodbye to Wang Qin.

When she got downstairs from the library, she took out her mobile phone and dialed Cheng Fang's number.

"Miss Duan."

"Assistant Cheng, I want to ask you something."

"Miss Duan, tell me."

"Did your boss also arrange my internship at the Cultural Center?"

"What cultural center?" Cheng Fang was confused.

Duan Fei pursed her lips and said, "The head teacher said that the Cultural Center only gave me two internship places in the school for his sake this year."

"Third Master has never mentioned this matter to me. It should have nothing to do with him."

???

"That's it." Cheng Fang explained, "Although the post mentioning Mr. San before has been deleted, the school leaders must have known about his relationship with Ms. Feng, so I guess it was your school leaders who took this as an excuse.

As a gimmick, I went to the Cultural Center to apply for this internship position."

"That's it." Duan Fei was inexplicably relieved.

"Miss Duan, should I tell the Third Master about this?" Cheng Fang asked deliberately.

Duan Fei said, "Since it has nothing to do with him, then stop talking and say goodbye."

"Okay, goodbye Miss Duan."

Cheng Fang on the other end of the phone also breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, it was indeed Mr. San who did this. One time, I happened to be at the same dinner party with the person in charge of the cultural center and heard that interns were being arranged...

It's just that the third master is very angry now, and he has said that he will leave Miss Duan alone, and he is not allowed to contact Miss Duan, so this matter...

It's better to keep it a secret.

**

The time soon came to Friday night.

At 7 o'clock, Song Niaoxiao drove Duan Fei to the Half-Drunk Bar.

Waiting for Jiang Yaoyao at the door, the three of them entered the bar together.

Let’s go to the basement level first.

After jumping on the dance floor for half an hour, I was so exhausted that I was sweating, and then I went to the Qing Bar on the first floor.

Jason was wearing a dark green shirt made of silk fabric, with a lazy smile on his deep and handsome face, "Niao Niao, I heard that you resigned?"

Song Niao winked at him, "You care about me so much?"

"Hey!" Jason took a bottle of whiskey with a graceful movement, "I read it in the alumni group."

"Am I so famous? Are all the alumni gossiping about me?"

"Isn't it because you have a celebrity sister-in-law and your eldest brother? These two show affection every day and fall in love with hot topics. Otherwise, who do you think would gossip about you?"

Song's slim face suddenly sank.

The light in the bar was dim, and Jason didn't notice her bad expression, "But your eldest brother has a really bad temper. He rushed up to me and beat me up at the airport last time. He hurt me for several days. You said that if I did this,

Online…”

"Xu Feng came to beat you?" Jiang Yaoyao immediately asked gossiping, "When did it happen?"

Jason said, "It happened last month, when I..."

"Snapped!"
To be continued...