Has my attractiveness just increased?
Wu Mu thought to himself.
He straightforwardly looked at Shu i, who was at the workstation closest to him, and asked with a smile, "What’s wrong?"
Shu i hesitated, "Boss, your face...?"
"What’s wrong with my face?"
What’s wrong?
She felt like her brother’s face had sohow beco more handso!
But how could that be!
She had just left the office not long ago.
Her brother hadn’t changed his clothes or hairstyle, so how could he suddenly seem more handso.
But Shu i inexplicably felt that her boss’s eyes, deanor, and state were just better than before.
Besides... she felt like her brother was even more attractive now!
It’s a feeling difficult to describe, probably like the difference in attraction between soone dressed conservatively and one who is subtly revealing.
Shu i struggled for quite a while, still unable to clearly express her feelings.
However, Wu Mu had already vaguely guessed a bit from her expression.
There has always been a saying that mutual attraction between people is influenced not only by conscious intent but also by passive hormonal attraction.
Is the system adding attribute points to affect this kind of microscopic material influence?
Wu Mu slightly shook his head; if his attractiveness reached 100, wouldn’t he beco an enchanting demon?
But, ultimately, people cannot be completely controlled by instinct; personal will still plays a major part.
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"What should I teach the students in class later?"
"How about teaching them Mo Mo’s song ’On the Journey’? Encourage their motivation and ambition!"
"Or Mo Mo’s new song ’Wind’s Breath’?"
She asked Wu Mu and Wang Xiaotian continuously.
Wu Mu found her quite amusing, as Lu Yao seed to want to inspire students with motivation and hard work.
It’s likely due to hearing about the school being filled with children left behind, most of whom drop out of junior high to work and developed such thoughts.
But holding on to this mindset, she’ll probably end up disappointed.
The issues in township middle schools are cumulative results of economy, absence of parents, and social atmosphere, so how could a few celebrities visiting to film change anything?
Not to ntion whether they have the ability to motivate the students; even if they did, the impact wouldn’t be substantial.
In Wu Mu’s previous life, his middle school invited one or two renowned speakers to deliver speeches every year. Their speeches were eloquent, discussing parents, the future, and life. Most students would be moved to tears.
Then, for the next few days, they would strive tirelessly, as if fueled by adrenaline, but once the initial motivation faded, everything would revert to as it was.
Expecting such value-based things to be effective is less reliable than hoping the broadcast program receives more donations; that’s real help.
Wu Mu dared not think he could significantly change the students’ mindset and just treated this episode as a regular program recording.
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She waved her hand at Wu Mu, jogging over, "Teacher Wu Mu."
Wang Ping and her assistant Xiao Lan were also with her.
"Teacher Wu Mu, I’ve specifically booked a Fujian cuisine restaurant today, your hotown’s culinary style, not sure if you like it," Mo Mo said joyfully.
Indeed, both of Wu Mu’s hotowns in his past and current life are in Fujian Province. However, his previous life’s company was in Rong City, where he lived for over a decade, so he can eat anything.
The group was heading outside to eat.
But after a few steps, they were blocked by soone ahead.
It was Liu Lan and Duan Ming.
Having seen Liu Lan at the stage earlier, Wu Mu had expected this confrontation, so he wasn’t surprised and remained calm.
Mo Mo looked slightly confused about who these two were, showing a puzzled expression.
But soon she realized who they were.
Liu Lan didn’t rush to speak, but instead scanned everyone imposingly, pausing slightly longer on Mo Mo before casually turning to Wu Mu and waved with a smile, "Baby, long ti no see."
Mo Mo’s expression instantly turned to a frown. After observing Liu Lan for two seconds, she finally recognized her.
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Wu Mu didn’t plan to engage with Xu Zhiwen, but unexpectedly...
"It’s ."
Soone among the masked singers spoke up.
Huh.
Huh?
Wu Mu was undoubtedly surprised. There’s soone impersonating ?
He looked at the speaking guest, who wore a detective hat, a brown trench coat, and held a pipe, dressed in a detective manner.
The other contestants were also taken aback.
Really?
Looking at the guest, the initial impression was disbelief.
The guest had a more serene and serious deanor, unlike the relaxed vibe of the chanical Warrior.
It seed more like soone trying to confuse and impersonate.
However, it could be that they’re the chanical Warrior trying to disguise themselves, cleaning up their image.
Great, it’s turning into a werewolf ga with identity switching.
Xu Zhiwen observed the detective guest with suspicion, "Are you the chanical Warrior?"
The detective guest nodded, "Yes, it’s ."
"Say sothing in Nangang dialect," Xu Zhiwen wasn’t going to be convinced easily.
The detective guest paused, "Why do you want to speak in Nangang dialect?"
Other guests were puzzled too, questioning Xu Zhiwen’s intentions.
Does he think the chanical Warrior is from Nangang City?
Everyone pondered, searching for celebrities from Nangang City in their minds, then quickly realized.
It’s Wu Mu!
Wu Mu was from Nangang City.
Xu Zhiwen suspects the chanical Warrior is Wu Mu?
Is it a random guess or did he get so news?
Everybody’s interest was piqued.
Xu Zhiwen, seeing the detective guest’s confusion, coldly remarked, "You’re not him."
Unexpectedly, the detective guest insisted, "I am, I was just curious why you wanted to speak in Nangang dialect. I can speak it."
He began speaking a phrase in Nangang dialect, with a weird accent, other guests only roughly understood him asking if soone had eaten.
Xu Zhiwen checked on his phone, finding out the person was indeed speaking Nangang City’s dialect, leaving him stunned.
What, you can really speak it!
Nangang City is a small city, and its dialect is quite niche; normally, people not from there wouldn’t know it.
Is this person truly the chanical Warrior, implying he’s Wu Mu?
Oh no, I’m impersonating him!
Beside him, Wu Mu’s expression turned subtle; he didn’t expect soone at the scene to know his hotown dialect.
More importantly, if he rembered correctly.
Recently, Mo Mo had been playing around at his side, trying to learn a few phrases of their dialect, which included this one.
Could this person be Teacher Mo Mo?
Wu Mu had a peculiar look.
Xu Zhiwen hesitated too, thinking that it should only be Wu Mu there who knows the Nangang dialect, but the guest’s reaction didn’t quite match what Wu Mu would do.
After a brief hesitation, a clever idea struck him, "Repeat your line from last ti in Japanese."
"Uh?"
The detective guest was imdiately stumped, unable to respond.
What a bastard! After Wu Mu fooled last ti, you plan to trick too!
Xu Zhiwen’s face was filled with apathy.
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Yet, useless as it may be, cold water still needed pouring.
Wang Ping interjected, "Is your contract still with your boss, Wu Mu? How many years do you have left?"
Wu Mu didn’t hide it, "Eleven years."
"Then how to deal with this matter?"
"Litigate to terminate it," Wu Mu replied matter-of-factly.
Wang Ping pondered and asked, "If a company is willing to pay the penalty for you, would your boss be willing to transfer your contract?"
Well, if it could really be transferred, their company might consider intervening.
After all, Wu Mu currently still holds so comrcial value. Despite still having many haters, there seem to be quite a few devoted fans willing to pay for him, and he is gradually shedding his "collapse" influence, establishing a more appealing image.
If they truly take over, they probably wouldn’t lose out.
But Wu Mu shook his head, "It’s not about the money."
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