"It's on fire!"

"...But Xia Song, you are so scary."

"Thousands of Colors" and "Not Gray" were the two most popular ones and they didn't forget to complain.

Xia Song coughed twice. As expected, he was more accustomed to doing things behind the scenes. After saying these words, he felt a little ashamed.

Sitting opposite him was Yu Lan Wan'er.

Xia Song glanced at him, his ears burning at the sight of such loving eyes.

This guy is obviously the same age as me! Are you infected by the Great Demon King of Qin?

After secretly slandering a few words, Xia Song turned to Qin Jue.

"Teacher, is this idea... possible to be realized?"

It's said to be an idea, but actually it's more like a whim.

"It's a moving battlefield." Qin Jue didn't even expect Xia Song's brain circuit, and muttered, "The technical requirements are too high."

Alas, it is indeed the case.

Xia Song pursed his lips and nodded. He was no longer a child, so he wasn't particularly disappointed, but just a little understandably disappointed.

"But the idea is good, cool, and very practical."

Qin Jue smiled. To be honest, after hearing the scene described by Xia Song, even her blood boiled with excitement, "You can try it."

"Hiss."

"What?!"

In the collective shock, Qin Jue sighed: "Oh, I have to eat soft food again."

She looked like an old father who was forced to give up his dignity in order to raise his cub, showing a smile that clearly meant to show helplessness but was happy no matter how it looked:

"Talk to the person in charge of Qinyi Technology when you have time and try to reach a project cooperation."

"..."

Teacher, you look so happy.

Among the eight little heads filled with shock and confusion, only Qi Shuang was stunned for two seconds, and his pupils suddenly trembled.

"Eating soft food", "the person in charge of Qinyi Technology", and that soft touch in the box on the second floor of the bar...

Qi Shuang's brain shut down and he hugged Xing Yufei tremblingly, trying to draw some energy from Xiangxiang's soft teammate.

"Huh? Qi Qi?"

Xing Yufei turned around.

"No...it's okay."

Qi Shuang shook her head tiredly.

Help, I seem to know some big secret.

"Brother Jue is so strong!" Yang Jihan, a careless man, asked excitedly, "The previous training plan was the same. Are you familiar with Mr. Cheng from Qinyi Technology?"

The teacher spoke in such a relaxed tone when talking about "project cooperation", it felt so amazing!

Others were also very excited. The two words in their eyes were written as "seeking knowledge" and read as "gossip", waiting for Qin Jue's answer.

Hey, the teacher is so mysterious, I’m really looking forward to hearing some real opinions!

...Qin Jue coughed and smiled in confusion.

"Yes, we are somewhat related."

Qi Shuang’s heart stopped.

"Wow!! What's the relationship?!" Jiang Qing'e's eyes flashed like little stars.

Stop asking!

Ezi, you can’t bear it!

Qi Shuang's face was full of horror.

"It's complicated."

For example, you already have children.

Qin Jue is not the kind of person who shows off her affection in a high-profile manner. To be honest, it is quite shameful to tell her children this. This is very true. The relationship between her and Cheng Zheng will indeed be unclear for a while.

The phrase "eat soft food" just now was purely made after watching my friends tease me a lot at home.

"Oh..." Jiang Qing'e couldn't stop gossiping, and the little stars in her eyes faded.

Lou Lan reached out and touched her.

"Qi Qi?"

Xing Yufei looked blankly at Qi Shuang, who almost stopped breathing.

Qin Jue's eyes also moved over.

Qi Shuang held back a strange sound that sounded like a scream and a groan, and an unusually well-behaved smile appeared on her face.

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Qin Jue glanced at Qi Shuang in a funny way. She didn't think it was anything, but this child was willing to keep secrets for her, which was so cute.

"What is the relationship? Classmate? Comrade-in-arms?" Yang Jihan was still chirping.

"Think of something useful."

Qin Jue flicked Yang Jihan's forehead and said, "By the way, I have an idea for the idea that Xia Song mentioned just now."

The little ones' eyes lit up again, and even Qi Shuang quickly put this unknown secret behind her.

"Although it is difficult to move the stage in the air in one fell swoop, if we can do it step by step..."

Qin Jue whispered and drew a simple structural design diagram in his sketchbook.

She heard the children's breathing gradually become faster.

Even Yu Lan, who has always been slow and leisurely, opened his eyes unconsciously.

"Well, that's it. But..."

Qin Jue finished speaking concisely and smiled at Jiu Shuang's yearning face.

This smile is not as peaceful as before, exuding a familiar devilish aura.

"Have you ever thought about the level of physical fitness required to do this?"

It was... bad.

The longing on the faces of "Thousand Colors" and "Not Gray" solidified.

In Qin Jue's smile, everyone seemed to see a bold Chinese character:

Danger.

……

Two o'clock in the morning.

Qin Jue slumped into a seat in the corner of a certain magic bar, with wireless headphones hanging in his ears.

"Huh?"

She tilted her head slightly, as if listening to what someone was saying, and smiled softly.

"The cost is so high."

Qin Jue smiled and said, "It seems that those little guys are going to go into debt to make their debut."

A low laugh came from the headphones, which sounded a little vague.

"Can you speak?"

Qin Jue closed his eyes and smiled, "What kind of illegal couple shop."

She is not exploiting child labor.

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The other side said another sentence or two, and his words were slurred, as if he was sleepy or coquettish.

"Well, it's okay."

After hearing a few words from the other party, Qin Jue said: "Your main business is more important. It will still take some time for them to be on stage for the first time, so there is no rush."

It’s not like I have to hold a concert right after my debut, I have plenty of time.

"Hmm."

After listening quietly to the other end for a while, Qin Jue's voice gradually became lower, as if he was whispering.

"...There are so many demands."
To be continued...