Chapter 252

"Excuse me, which room does the teacher of the Central Conservatory of music live in? We'd like to pay a visit."

At the lobby of Wanda Sunshine Hotel, Qin Lang is consulting with the lobby staff about the residence of the teacher in charge of the art examination.

"I'm sorry sir, we can't give you any information about our guests." The waiter in the lobby refused Qin Lang's request in a very professional way.

"Elder brother, we need to find some teachers in a hurry --"

"classmate, you are the students who take the art exam. We have seen a lot of you. But I'm really sorry, we can't tell you, because if we disturb our guests, it's our breach of duty. Please understand. " After all, it's the waiter of a big hotel. The people who refuse are so polite.

In the face of such a waiter, Qin Lang knows that it's useless to bribe, because there must be a camera here in the lobby, and even if the waiter is intentional, he must have no courage.

Qin Lang thought a move, the mind has an idea: "handsome boy, then open a room for me?"

"Of course. Which room would you like, and your ID card, please? "

"Please leave the room nearest to the teacher of the Central Conservatory of music." Qin Lang said cunningly, "now that we are guests, you can't refuse our little request."

"Of course. But show me your bank card. " This time, the handsome waiter didn't embarrass Qin Lang, because customers are God, which is the first rule of the hotel staff code.

"See, it's done!" Qin Lang proudly waved the room card to Jiang Xueqing.

But at this time, Qin Lang's smile suddenly solidified -

because he suddenly found a familiar figure at the elevator entrance of the hotel looking at him with surprise and contempt.

This is a proud lady, she is also Luo Bin's mother song Wenru.

Song Wenru came to the hotel to attend the seminar. She didn't expect that she would see Qin Lang open a room with a girl here, which made her heart lose all the good feelings left for Qin lang. she felt that such a boy was not worthy of her precious daughter at all!

Qin Lang didn't expect to be so clever, and he read song Wenru's inner thoughts from her eyes, so Qin Lang hurriedly went to explain: "aunt song, this is the way it is -" br >

"I'm very busy, I have no time to listen to your boring explanation, we all know what it is. I just ask you, does Xiaobing know about this? "

Qin Lang shook his head and wanted to explain, but song Wenru didn't give Qin Lang an opportunity to explain: "very good! I'll tell her! Qin Lang, I was going to give you a chance, but you don't know how to love yourself! "

After that, song Wenru left.

Qin Lang was so angry with her arrogance that he was too lazy to explain anything.

"Qin Lang, is she?" Jiang Xueqing came to Qin Lang at this time.

"Loebin's mother."

"What? Then she must have misunderstood us. Let me catch up and explain to her..."

"It's no use explaining it to her. Besides, with her character, I won't listen to you at all. " Qin Lang said quietly.

But Jiang Xueqing still stubbornly chased out and stopped song Wenru at the door of the hotel. "Auntie, are you Luobin's mother? It's like this. I'm Qin Lang's classmate. We're just ordinary classmate relationships... "

"Do I know you? Do I need to hear your explanation. " At this time, a car stopped in front of song Wenru. The waiter of the hotel opened the door for her. In the moment of getting on the bus, song Wenru turned to Jiang Xueqing and said, "you two, you don't know how to love yourself!"

"Hello, what do you say --"

Qin Lang rushes forward and yanks song Wenru's door. "Ms. song, you can misunderstand me, even insult me, but please don't insult a good girl!"

If it wasn't for song Wenru, Luo Bin's mother, Qin Lang would have smashed the car again.

"I have my own standard on how to evaluate a girl. I don't need your advice." Song Wenru deserves to be the director of the Department of education, and CI Feng is really fierce. "In addition, if you can sit straight, you don't have to worry about being misunderstood. OK, Qin Lang, although I appreciate that you have cured Xiaobing before, it doesn't mean that I will think you are a good boy unconditionally. If you change your mind, I'm willing to pay you a large fee at any time - Master Cao, please drive. "

"See, I said she would not listen to you." Watching song Wenru's car go away quickly, Qin Lang shows a helpless smile to Jiang Xueqing.

"I'm sorry."

"It's not your fault." Qin Lang said with a smile, "she doesn't like me. It's not a matter of two days. It's a long story. Let's solve your problem first. "

Jiang Xueqing nodded and followed Qin Lang up the elevator.

Qin Lang's room number is No. 5 on the 14th floor, which is a single business room, which is also more suitable for those teachers' accommodation standards.

So the teachers of the Central Conservatory of music should also live on the 14th floor.

When she was in the elevator, Jiang Xueqing was still thinking about how to find the exact room, but when the elevator was opened, she suddenly understood that this kind of worry was unnecessary, because when she just got out of the elevator, she saw two girls like students coming out of one room, at this time, the door of the room was not closed, and it was vaguely visible that the parents of the students were following the room People talk. Jiang Xueqing, the man in the room, recognized that he was one of the teachers in charge of the art examination today.

Qin Lang had expected this for a long time, because he was from the Jianghu. He knew that there were too many people with good eyesight these days. Even a small art test would surely be full of all kinds of hidden rules and dirty transactions. Some parents will surely bribe these teachers in hundreds of millions for their children to go to a good university and become famous.

However, it's funny that Qin Lang is here to make a deal. He knows that art is priceless, but the score of art test is valuable, so he hopes to solve the problem with a price.

The former parent had left the room. At the moment when the door was closed, Qin Lang pressed the door with his hand, so that the door was not closed. Then he knocked on the door.

The man who opened the door was a middle-aged man with long hair and glasses, and he was wearing pajamas directly, which was quite an artist's style.

"You are?" The middle-aged artist looked at Qin Lang and Jiang Xueqing. His eyes lingered greedily on Jiang Xueqing for a while, and then he said, "art test students?"

"Hello, teacher." Qin Lang nodded and squeezed into the room through the crack of the door. At this time, he always had to be cheeky.

Jiang Xueqing also followed in.