Chapter 687: humble

Every time a big exam, there will always be some reporters waiting outside the exam room, random interviews with the parents of the candidates, and a bit of sorting after returning, it is quite hot news.
Unexpectedly, Mu Zi also encountered it once.
The reporter smiled and asked: "Looking at the two people in a good mood, they must have performed well in the judicial examination this time? Can you talk about your feelings?"
Because Mu Zi was wearing an admission ticket, the camera focused on her.
"The exam went well, and the interview questions were expected and unexpected."
Mu Zi didn't feel frustrated when facing the camera. She used to participate in public trials and often spoke to the camera.
"The previous rote test questions have been integrated to a certain extent. Not only did they examine the basic knowledge points, but also increased the assessment of dialectical thinking. This shows that our country’s judicial reform has never stopped, and it has become more and more democratic and free. , I am very happy to see such a change, and I am honored to participate in this exam."
The reporter was a little confused. He just thought it was rare to have a beautiful girl among the candidates, so he wanted to interview a few words, but he didn't expect the other party to talk in a good way.
Which daughter's daughter is this?
"You seem to be young. Did you come from a place to take the exam?"
"Yes, I am 17 years old this year and I am a student of Qingjiang Grey International Middle School." Mu Zi sent a wave of advertisements to the school by the way.
The reporter thanked Mu Zi and took the cameraman to interview other candidates.
Thinking of the changes in the test questions that Mu Zi just mentioned, the reporter asked several people one after another. Unexpectedly, many examinees echoed Mu Zi's statement, saying that the test questions this time contained a lot of gold.
This shows that even though Mu Zi was young, what he said was meaningful, not nonsense.
The reporter hesitated to interview Mu Zi again, maybe he could dig out a more bright speech?
The cameraman checked the machine and replayed the footage just taken. He said to himself: "I'm only seventeen years old, so beautiful, why would I want to participate in the judicial examination? Normally, female students of this age don't want to be models. An actor?"
"Um... it's pretty." The reporter also leaned over, looked at it, and suddenly said, "Hey? Do you think she looks like a person?"
"Who?"
"It's that Situ Yan, does it look like?"
"You said that, it really looks alike..."
One is from Jingling and the other is from Qingjiang. Even if they look alike, it doesn't explain much. The two chatted casually without thinking deeply.
...
Mu Zi went to lunch with Murong Cheng, took a nap, and then took the afternoon exam.
When all the exams were completed, she felt that she had finished a major event, and she felt a lot more relaxed.
"Get up and go out to eat." Murong Cheng stretched her hand.
Mu Zi lied, hugged the quilt and refused to get up.
Murong Cheng asked her angrily: "Aren't you hungry?"
"Hungry." Mu Zi blinked at him, "but I don't want to get up."
Murong Cheng couldn't help her, "Just do it!"
He got up helplessly, went out to buy dinner, and when he brought it back, he fed it spoonfuls into her mouth.
It is also ironic to think about it. He used to despise Mu Zening's stubborn look the most, but now, he feels that he is lower than Mu Zening's.
Considering his masculine dignity, Murong Cheng felt that he should stop.
But seeing Mu Zi's small face bulging, he seemed to be very happy and contented, he ironed his heart, and thought: What does this have to do with dignity? This is clearly a small taste.
Murong Cheng gently blew the shrimp custard in the spoon, and fed it into Mu Zi's mouth, while talking to her: "Let's make do with a few meals. When I go back tomorrow, there will be delicious..."
Mu Zi's cell phone rang suddenly.