Chapter 1081： People are more popular than dead

Before Mu Sihan rushed to the laboratory, he casually found a small clinic to take a look, and he concluded that he stayed up late and his throat became dumb. He took a little gunpowder and rushed into the laboratory.

Fortunately, at this time, most of the people were already busy, but no one noticed his strangeness.

However, Mu Sihan's low profile did not last long.

He had just pulled out the medicine and swallowed it into his stomach, Qi Anran suddenly appeared at the door of the experiment hall and waved at him: "Senior, come with me."

Mu Sihan was startled, and subconsciously glanced around, and found that everyone in the laboratory at the moment all cast envy, jealousy and hatred at him.

Mu Sihan: "..." School girl, are you sure you really did not help me pull my hatred? What kind of grudge?

Saying that, Mu Sihan obediently followed Qi Anran away.

After following Qi Anran for a while, Mu Sihan finally understood why those people were so envious and jealous when he was called out by Qi Anran.

Qi Anran has a laboratory of his own! You should know that he had been watching Wei Ge all day yesterday, and those old assistants could only get together in an experiment hall.

Qi Anran can have his own laboratory on his own, which is simply VIP treatment!

Think about yourself again, even those old assistants can't match, let alone Qi Anran.

Sure enough, people are more popular than others, he is really shameless as a senior!

Qi Anran didn’t know about Mu Sihan’s extremely rich inner drama. After bringing people to the laboratory, Qi Anran said straightforwardly: “I asked Master Mu about your male **** yesterday for you, and only then did I know that he had recently met him. There are some troublesome things. You probably have heard of those things, right?"

It's okay for Qi Anran not to mention it. With this mention, Mu Sihan thought of her heroic posture of talking to the Confucian scholars last night, curled her lips and said, "Well, I know it all."

Qi Anran was a little surprised when he heard his voice: "What's wrong with your voice?"

"It's okay. I stayed up late last night and got angry. My throat is a bit hoarse. Drinking more water should be fine."

Qi Anran's eyes flickered and nodded: "Then you drink more water and take good care of yourself."

"Um."

"Then let's get back to the topic. Now that you know everything about him, do you have any opinions?"

"What do you think?"

"On the matter of plagiarism, do you think it is true, or..."

Before Qi Anran finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mu Sihan angrily: "How could it be true? It must be the man who saw my male **** recently emerged, and he was jealous that he came to touch the porcelain on purpose. Didn't you even notice it? That person babbled for a long time, and didn’t even come up with any evidence? There’s proof of his ability, just by just having a mouth and thinking, can you say that someone else is plagiarism? Do you want to bully people like this?"

Qi Anran was amused by his words, and continued to ask: "You really don't have any doubts? The person who publicly said that he plagiarized is a somewhat famous old man. Compared to him, your male **** is a pure newcomer, no Fame has no background, most people will believe that old man, doubt your male god, right?"

"That's because they are blind. What happened to the old man? The old man can rely on his old man to sell his old man? Of course I believe him if he can produce evidence, but he doesn't have any evidence. Asking people to believe in him, isn't it about relying on old people to sell old people?"