After Rebirth, I Am the White Moonlight of All The Big Brothers

Wherever you go, you walk with wind.

Yici: "It's a bit late, is there still a seat?"

No. 1 Middle School took the lead, and everyone was stupid now, including Liu Bowen, the party initiator.

"What, what's the situation?"

"Blowing the demon wind today? It's not enough to bring school grass and school flowers, and you also bring a school bully?"

"If you want to talk about cattle, Wen Wenzi is the best, and even this one is willing to admire him."

The most arrogant Wen Wenzi: Actually, I am also very confused, okay?

"Brother Ci! Here!" Liu Fei waved to him, and there was a vacant seat next to him, reserved for him.

Who would have thought that Yici didn't even look at it, he walked straight to Hou Siyuan, and put a hand on the back of his chair, smiling like a smile, "Student Hou, give me a seat?"

Hou Siyuan looked away stiffly and looked towards Liu Fei, "You, your seat is there."

"But I just want to sit here with you, what should I do?"

The tone sank, obviously it was a joke, but no one really took it as a joke.

Hou Siyuan's heart was trembling, his scalp was numb, he could not stand the pressure in the next second and agreed, and suddenly a sneer got into the ears of everyone present——

"Oh! I'll say it easily, you are very daring! You dare to grab the seat of the young master?"

Everyone looked for fame, but they saw Zhong Ziang pacing the door, dressed in a black suit, with an open jacket revealing a white shirt and a very gentleman's vest, his hands in the pockets, and his long legs against the suit pants, straight and slender. .

A pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and her hair was meticulously combed, as if she had just left a banquet.

He just stood there, pretending to be arrogant all over his body, plus the natural extravagance in his gestures, and adding a little bit of cynicism of the prince of the imperial capital, a complete fan-shaped statistical chart appeared, oh no, it is a tall, unstoppable person The characters are portrayed to the fullest.

Yep, acted.

Jiang Fuyue glanced at it, and a sip of tea almost spurted out. She thought that the "teenage version of Xie Dingyuan" broke through the barriers of time and space and fell from the sky.

"Zhong Ziang?! Why are you here?!" Yici frowned, his tone harsh.

"You're here, why can't I be here? Right, little monkey?"

"Yes, yes." Hou Siyuan nodded quickly, quickly gave up his seat, and swooped far away.

He couldn't provoke either of them, so he slipped away.

Zhong Ziang walked over and was about to take his seat, but was snatched up by Yici, who was closer, and sat down without moving.

Zhong Ziang: "What do you mean? This is my seat!"

"What you said is yours is yours? Does it have your name on it? Che—" Yi Cipi curled the corners of his mouth with a smile, his face full of disdain.

"Hou Siyuan, who did you say the seat was reserved for?!"

Poor little Hou Siyuan shrunk in the farthest corner, wishing he could turn himself into air, but unfortunately, it backfired and was forcibly named.

Can't you let me go? !

He growled inwardly.

But the eyes of the two overlords are fiercer than the other, he is cowardly!

First, he smiled at Chao Yici, and then looked at Zhong Ziang's about to kill: "In the beginning, it was reserved for Classmate Zhong..."

"Very good!" Yici snapped his fingers, "You said at the beginning, but now you ran away, the seat was vacated, and I occupied it again, that's mine, is there any problem?"

Hou Siyuan: "?" I am more wronged than Dou E!

Zhong Zian: "..." The dog is more than a cub, it's shameless to get together!

"Today, this guy, you've made up your mind!" Zhong Shaosheng didn't know what "cowardly" meant.

How can Yici be the "head of No. 1 Middle School" for so many years?

"I won't let you do anything to me?" The smile was provocative and condescending.

"Since you don't want to eat the soft ones, you can only taste the hard ones."

"Come on! Who's afraid of whom?"

The two were evenly matched, and neither gave way.

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting more and more tense, everyone in the audience was dumbfounded.

Not just one seat? As for? Is it gold or silver?

"That Ang, Brother Ang, do you want me to give you my seat?" Liu Fei tentatively opened his mouth.

Zhong Ziang didn't even bother him.

Liu Fei glanced at Yici, who was righteous and strong enough to occupy the seat, but he couldn't afford to offend him even more.

It's hard to be a good person these days...

Just when the air pressure was extremely low and the war was about to break out, Liu Bowen suddenly stood up: "Stop fighting! I'll give you my—"

After speaking, he walked to another empty seat and sat down, just a pair of shrewd gossip eyes constantly patrolling between Zhong Ziang, Yici, and Jiang Fuyue.

Oh, by the way, let's add Ling Xuan, look at his face, his face is almost black, and he still doesn't admit that he misses Sister Yue, let's pretend, let's see how long you can pretend!

Just when everyone felt that Liu Bowen's "give way" was still useless, Zhong Ziang actually walked over and sat down? !

Ashley!

No one present was an idiot. After a little thought, I would understand, dare these two overlords come from Fuyue in the river?

Everyone quickly exchanged glances, as if they had broken through some great scandal of the century.

【real or fake? 】

[Intuition tells me that these three people have JQ! 】

[Sister Yue's charm is not covered, so I invite two handsome men to bow their waists! 】

[Overbearing president fell in love with me warning. 】

【She is here, she is here! She came with the halo of the heroine of Mary Sue's novel! 】

[No, Sister Yue's reaction is too... uh! A little dull. 】

I saw Jiang Fuyue holding the phone and staring at the screen, except when Yici and Zhong Ziang came in, she raised her head and glanced twice, and at the rest of the time, even Liu Bowen took the initiative to step down and she was unmoved, and her reaction was mediocre.

It seems that the sudden silence in the private room made her realize that something was wrong. She turned her eyes away and turned off the screen. She raised her eyes to meet the subtle expressions of everyone, and she was at a loss for a moment—

"Aren't you going to serve food? Who else are you waiting for?"

Zhong Ziang: "..."

Easy to say: "..."

Everyone: "..."

You fight for you, and I act like nothing happened.

Liu Bowen silently gave a thumbs up: This is the master wow!

"Serve!"

Soon, large and small plates were brought to fill the entire table.

During the period, when someone turned the stage, they almost brought the tea cup in front of Jiang Fuyue, and two flower guardians, one left and one right, shot at the same time.

Zhong Ziang touched it first and held it steady.

Yici moved the cup a little again, never to have trouble later.

Their eyes were facing each other, their eyes collided in mid-air, and invisible sparks scattered and splashed.

Even Hou Siyuan, who had avoided far away, could smell the smoke of gunpowder.

Ling Xuan sat directly opposite Jiang Fuyue, and could clearly see the girl's unmoved face, and naturally he could see the eagerness of Zhong and Yi.

He took a piece of sparerib closest to him, put it in his mouth, and after chewing for two bites, he realized that it was not delicious.

But due to etiquette upbringing, I couldn't spit it out in public.

really...

Like a stick in the throat!

Lin Yao glanced at the other hand of the young man under the table, which was clasped on his leg at will, already clenched into a fist.

She has known Ling Xuan for so many years, and in her impression, this is a quiet, introverted, gentle and restrained beautiful young man. She has never seen him fluctuating so much, like a drawn bow that may break at any time.

"Axuan..." She raised her hand and gently covered the back of his hand, her soft voice with soothing magic: "Are you alright?"

Moisturizing things silently, upright and comfortable.

But in the next second, Ling Xuan suddenly pulled back his hand, looking at her with a serious look in his eyes: "Lin Yao, don't do this again next time, it's not good to be seen by others."

"But I would like to..."

"I do not want to."

Lin Yao's pupils tightened, and she bit her lip in embarrassment: "Do you have someone you like?"

Ling Xuan's eyes flashed for a while, and after a while he replied, "...No."

Lin Yao didn't believe it, and her suspicious eyes fell on Jiang Fuyue's face that was too cold but made people look at it once and once.

She is beautiful, no doubt about that.

The results are also beyond imagination.

But he came from a humble background, was unreasonable, and often looked aloof and cold.

It is estimated that there is no chance to learn musical instruments and ball games. As for tea art, flower arrangement, yoga, cooking and other things that rich families spend their time with, they have never contacted them.

The most important thing is personality. Ling Xuan is restrained and calm, and needs a considerate and considerate girlfriend, not a wild woman who just wants to learn and doesn't understand the style at all!

At this point, Lin Yao was confident that she could win.

Jiang Fuyue ate the food while thinking about the news sent by Uncle Liu just now.

Yesterday, after she gave Hu Ben and Xiao Liu the keys to King and Queen, the two of them wore suits and ties this morning and took office.

Not a word about asking Liu Jinzhong to send someone to teach them how to manage the bar first.

Uncle Liu was worried that the two had no experience in management and did not understand the doorway in the middle, and there would be an accident when they went on a rampage. As soon as he received the news, he turned his head and reported it to Jiang Fuyue.

She replied: [Don't worry, let them do it, and when the mess can't be cleaned up, they will be tied up in front of me. 】

Liu Jinzhong: [Yes. 】

Jiang Fuyue was a little curious about what the two of them could toss a good bar into.

Thinking of this, she hooked her lips with interest, but she suddenly noticed a prying gaze on the opposite side, her eyes sharpened, and she suddenly raised her eyes.

Lin Yao did not expect that the other party would suddenly look at him, and was immediately taken aback.

Before she could react, Jiang Fuyue had lowered her eyelids, as if she was trying to dodge.

Why hide?

Of course it's because of shame!

She couldn't compare to herself, seeing herself sitting next to Ling Xuan, so she chose to escape.

This made Lin Yao's frustrated sense of superiority healed again and became stronger.

In her heart, Jiang Fuyue was quite self-aware.

Isn't this another advantage?

"Yaoyao, why haven't I seen you move your chopsticks? Is it unpalatable?" On the side, Tang Ruoyan was concerned in a low voice, and took a piece of spareribs she liked into her bowl.

"Try it, it's not bad!"

A look of disgust flashed across Lin Yao's eyes quickly, but after a while, he was completely restrained: "Thank you, but I've controlled my fat recently, so... I'm sorry."

"Oh my God! You are so thin and still losing weight? How can we live?" Tang Ruoyan was used to holding her up, but when she said this, her tone was a bit exaggerated, and the decibels were too loud.

Many people around heard it.

Lin Yao looked embarrassed.

Tang Ruoyan didn't realize that he was there, but instead took this opportunity to spare no effort to help Lin Yao find a sense of existence, trying to draw everyone's attention back to Jiang Fuyue, Zhong, and Yi.

"Do you think so? Yaoyao is so thin, yet she still loses weight. This is too self-discipline! Sure enough, a goddess is not something ordinary people can be!"

Everyone looked at Lin Yao subconsciously and saw that except for the spare ribs in her bowl, the edges were clean, and the chopsticks were still on the table.

"When you are alive, eat and drink, you can't enjoy delicious food, it's too embarrassing." Someone said.

"Yeah, I feel bored without eating meat for a day!"

"You don't eat it when you're young, and when you're middle-aged and easy to gain weight, you don't have to eat it if you want."

Tang Ruoyan: "Boys don't pay much attention to their appearance. Of course, you can eat and drink if you want. How can you compare with girls? We must not only control fat to maintain our body, but also control sugar to prevent aging. Which girl doesn't diet? Forget it, you don't understand."

"Yes! I think Sister Yue is delicious."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes turned to Jiang Fuyue, only to see two bowls and a plate in front of her. The bowls were used for rice and soup, and the plates were used for vegetables.

The action is quick, accurate, and polite; chewing and swallowing are conscientious and focused, and the food is delicious.

Compared with Lin Yao's coy and reserved, Jiang Fuyue's boldness is obviously more popular.

"Wait—I'm already full, but watching Sister Yue eat, I feel like I can eat two more bowls."

"The goddess is so beautiful even eating meat."

"Look, people don't need to go on a diet?" The man turned his head and looked at Tang Ruoyan.

Hang Haoran nodded in agreement.

Tang Ruoyan gave him a fierce look, her cheeks flushed: "I..."

"Maybe everyone's physique is different," Lin Yao smiled and said, "I can't eat like this."

Tang Ruoyan hurriedly said, "I can't either!"

Lin Yao's eyelids twitched.

"So Sister Yue is the type who doesn't get fat by nature?"

Lin Yao: "...It should be."

"Is there a sentence to say? What is born... It's not easy to give up?"

"Natural beauty is hard to give up!"

"Yes, yes, this sentence is specially created for Sister Yue!"

"Agree."

"+1"

"..."

Liu Bowen and Hou Siyuan, the two poor little ones who were forced to give way, listened, ate, and nodded frantically.

Sister Yue is the most beautiful and does not accept refutation!

Tang Ruoyan couldn't help but pouted, what's so great?

Lin Yao still had a smile on her face, but her eyes were already frozen, and she didn't touch the chopsticks after that.

Sitting like this, like a vase, it is beautiful, but lifeless.

Seeing this, Ling Xuan couldn't help frowning: "If you don't plan to eat, why should you participate?"

Lin Yao had never appeared on such occasions before.

So is Ling Xuan.

But today, both of them came.

"Why are you, I'm why," she said.

"……what ever."

In that room, when Jiang Fuyue was about to put her chopsticks away, she suddenly took a piece of tofu and put it in her bowl.

Use chopsticks.

"That... I think you like it, the last piece."

Zhong Ziang snorted coldly, "Little trick..."

Then called the waiter directly and pointed to the dish: "Give me another plate!"

Yi Shi: "?"

Zhong Ziang: Hey, you little one, are you stupid?

Jiang Fuyue: "..."

Oh, the chickens peck each other.

"I'm full, go out to breathe, you guys eat slowly." After speaking, he got up and left.

As a result, there was no barrier between Yi Ci and Zhong Ziang, and their eyes met, like sharp swords unsheathed, colliding with each other.

The atmosphere immediately became tense.

Yi Ci sneered: "Some people rely on a few stinky money to be invincible, and to put it bluntly, they are rich and stupid!"

Zhong Zi'ang was not to be outdone: "That's better than some people's hospitality. The key is whether they accept it?"

Saying that, he glanced at the untouched tofu in the bowl.

Yici: "..." Come on!

"Well, I'm sorry, excuse me," the waiter said with difficulty, "Do you still want the pan-fried tofu?"

Yi Ci snapped his lips together: "Do you want it? Young Master Zhong? It's like you've been accepted, aren't you the same as me?"

Zhong Zi raised his eyebrows and twitched: "No! No! Move so slowly!"

The waiter who has been standing by the side from start to finish: "?"

Just innocent.

...

After Jiang Fuyue went out, she called Niu Chunhua back by the way.

Long Tian has been cleaned up, and his henchmen also asked Liu Jinzhong to cut and cut.

"...But when he went there, he shouted that he wanted to see you and said something about Lou Sheng's return."

Niu Chunhua didn't know that Lou Mingyue still had the identity of "Lousheng" in her previous life, but on the day of clearing the door, plus the words that Long Tian spat out after being taken away, she had some guesses in her heart.

But he wouldn't be stupid enough to ask Jiang Fuyue directly.

She is well aware of the boundaries and distances that should exist.

"I didn't give him a chance to talk nonsense. I just gagged and threw it to feed the sharks. Isn't he nicknamed the 'Dragon King'? Now he's really going to be king in the sea."

Jiang Fuyue: "That should also be called Sea King."

The other end was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "...the mouth is as poisonous as ever."

"Bye."

After finishing the call, Jiang Fuyue turned around and went in, and just took two steps, she bumped into Zhong Ziang head-on.

"How did you get back yesterday? Did you get a taxi behind you?"

"Well." Jiang Fuyue nodded.

"No...what are you? I said so much, and you just reply a word? It's too perfunctory, right? I've been worrying about you all night..."

Jiang Fuyue looked at him with strange and subtle eyes, and Zhong Zian's scalp was numb from the stare——

"You, what are you looking at?"

"Look strange."

"what?"

It took a while for Zhong Ziang to react: "...You are mocking me?!"

Actually said he was "strange".

"Isn't it right? It's impossible for us to be friends just because of beating you more than twice, but you took the initiative to post it and ask questions, why?"

Saying that, she took a step forward, the distance between the two shortened, their eyes were facing each other, and their breathing was close at hand.

Jiang Fuyue's dark eyes seemed to want to see through him. Under the sharpness of seeing the fire, it seemed that all the tricks of the ghosts would be invisible——

"Have you heard a word?"

Zhong Ziang's heart pounded: "W-what?"

"There is nothing to be diligent about, either a traitor or a thief."

"...Just, can't it be the concern between classmates?"

"Of course, but classmate Zhong, are you taking care too much? Huh?"

The tail sound rose, like a feather brushing the apex of the young man's heart.

"No, not much..." He couldn't help swallowing, subconsciously wanting to step back to avoid her breathtaking questioning.

Jiang Fuyue glanced lightly and reminded: "Don't retreat, there is a pool behind."

"Ah? Oh!" Zhong Ziang froze.

Suddenly, "what are you playing with Yici?"

The understated tone, as if mentioned inadvertently, caught the young man off guard.

"...No, nothing!"

"Nothing, why are you nervous? My pupils are dilated, my muscles are stiff, and even my voice is a few degrees higher. A person will only deliberately emphasize when he is guilty."

Zhong Ziang's heart skipped a beat when he heard it, but Jiang Fuyue's radar-like gaze was still on his face, so he could not show any timidity or dodge.

He could only hold on to look at her, but in fact his back was already soaked.

finally--

Jiang Fuyue retracted her gaze and took a step back to give him enough room to breathe.

but--

"I don't believe you. One day, I'll know the truth. Don't bet on who catches me first."

Zhong Ziang: "!"

Grass! Almost freaked out.

After Jiang Fuyue finished speaking, she strode inside.

Zhong Ziang stood there, stunned, and suddenly chased after him: "Wait—"

The girl stopped looking back, chuckled and hooked her lips: "Why, decided to confess and be lenient?"

"Cough! I didn't do anything bad, what can I confess..." He testified to himself in a low voice.

Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows, "Then what did you ask me to do?"

He suddenly stepped back half a step, stood up straight, and evenly adjusted his suit vest and shirt collar, suddenly raised his jaw, and looked at the girl with contempt—

"How about it?"

Uh!

Jiang Fuyue: "How about what?"

"My whole body!" As he spoke, he focused on supporting the gold-rimmed glasses that didn't slide down on the bridge of his nose.

"...do you want to hear the truth?"

"certainly!"

Jiang Fuyue looked at it carefully, and looked at it very seriously: "First of all, let me ask you a question."

"Um?"

"In the summer, you wear a vest with the shirt collar button tied to the last button, isn't it hot?"

Zhong Ziang: "...Yes, a little bit. But don't you think I am such a special gentleman with a unique style? It's like the hero who came out of Shakespeare's books. Every move is synonymous with romance."

"Shakespeare? I think you look a lot like him, you're just a 'scholar'."

Zhong Ziang: "?"

Shakespeare, less "Scholar"...

"Sabia?"

Stupid!

Jiang Fuyue spread her hands: "You said it yourself, don't blame me."

Zhong Ziang: "..." Do it!

"Oh, by the way, can you not lift your chin when you look at people?"

"Why, why?" Intuition won't have any good words.

"Like a cockfight."

Zhong Ziang was about to cry.

"Nonsense! Hit me on purpose! My uncle usually wears it like this, and his chin is higher than mine, but there are women sticking up everywhere he goes."

Uncle?

Xie Dingyuan?

Jiang Fuyue's eyes turned cold: "Oh, maybe he is a fighter in a cockfight, the kind whose chin can fly to the sky."

After speaking, he strode away.

"How can this be a chicken? Is there such a handsome chicken as me?"

"Even if it's a chicken, why am I not a fighter, but my uncle? Obviously I can chug better?"

Young Master Zhong was puzzled.

...

Not long after Jiang Fuyue returned to the private room, everyone had almost eaten.

Just as he was about to leave, Hou Siyuan suddenly stood up with a cup in his hand: "Wait a minute! I have something to say!"

Everyone was stunned and sat back again.

Hou Siyuan took a deep breath, as if showing 120,000 points of bravery: "I want to honor someone with this cup. Originally, I was a hindrance in the object competition class. When the school didn't pay attention to object competition, I was in that class. Let's just live with it, and then I suddenly adjust the difficulty and say that I will participate in this year's competition..."

"I remember that a lot of people walked away that day, and in the end there were only a dozen classmates left. To be honest, I also wanted to retire, but that day I had diarrhea and went to the toilet, and I didn't have time to choose, so I ended up staying by accident. already."

"But I'm not good at basics. I can't even keep up with the average progress of the class. Then, I get anxious and can't sleep all night. When I fell asleep, I was writing exam papers in my dreams."

"It can be said that those days were the darkest and most terrifying of my entire high school years, and I can't help shaking my body and sweating my palms when I think about it now."

"Because of the pressure, I couldn't help but vomit in class. I vomited once in the last class, and now people call me 'vomit baby'..."

Immediately there was a burst of laughter.

Recalling the ups and downs of the training camp, everyone had varying degrees of emotion on their faces.

Hou Siyuan breathed a sigh of relief and continued: "It was she who rescued me from this unbearable pressure, and the way of rescue was...cough! It made me feel even more pressure."

"Hahahaha..." The laughter grew louder.

Everyone also knew who Hou Siyuan wanted to honor with this cup, and they all looked at Jiang Fuyue.

Tang Ruoyan sat beside Hang Haoran and saw that he was also staring at Jiang Fuyue with an expression of excitement and admiration, and couldn't help but pouted.

Lin Yao felt a little uncomfortable in such an atmosphere.

She is not a member of the competition class, and has never experienced what Hou Siyuan said, so she can't find a point of empathy at all, so she can only sit quietly and listen quietly.

On the other hand, Ling Xuan, although his emotions were not as exposed as others, the faint and soft smile on his lips revealed his true emotions.

This is the shared experience of him and Jiang Fuyue, which constitutes a memory fragment of you in me and me in you.

Lin Yao had never participated, so she was not even qualified to talk about emotions together.

This made her deeply jealous of Jiang Fuyue.

And on similar occasions, for the first time, she was no longer the focus of the audience, but was eclipsed by another girl who was not as good as her.

Lin Yao pursed her lips, and unconsciously tightened her hand under the table, pulling out the folds of the tablecloth.

Hou Siyuan: "...Since that day, I've been living a life of misery, because she's so terrifying! Solve a final question in five minutes, and complete a set of A++ exam papers in ten minutes."

"But the amazing thing is that I didn't vomit, maybe because Liu Bowen and I were both scumbags in front of her. Since we're both scumbags, what's the difference? Right?"

Everyone agreed: "Yes! That's right! We are all scum in front of her!"

Jiang Fuyue shook her head and laughed.

Hou Siyuan: "... Later, I passed the preliminary exam, advanced to the semi-finals, and finally won the first prize in the country. Before that, I didn't even dare to dream about it."

Finally, he looked at Jiang Fuyue: "It was you who made me who I am now, a better Hou Siyuan; it was you who showed me what a real 'genius scholar' is!"

"That feeling... how do you say it? It's like seeing a flashing lighthouse on the endless sea. It stands so high and illuminates so brightly. It is the target of future navigation, and it is also the peak of the height that human beings can climb. It's magnificent. , is also very powerful."

Yes.

Magnificent, powerful.

He expressed everyone's perception of Jiang Fuyue.

If there must be a benchmark in life, then Jiang Fuyue is definitely the one that stands at the highest and farthest point, which everyone can see but few people reach.

How fortunate they are, they passed by her and witnessed her towering towering with their own eyes, but so far no one has visually measured her true height.

Hou Siyuan: "In short, Sister Yue, you are the eternal goddess in my heart. I respect you for this cup!"

There was thunderous applause.

Jiang Fuyue slowly got up and picked up the teacup in front of her.

No longer the expressionless face of Zhong and Yi, she had a smile on the corner of her mouth, and her beautiful peach blossom eyes were filled with soft light.

Everyone knows Jiang Fuyuemei, but she always subconsciously ignores her female characteristics because of her excessive strength.

For example, she will also smile and be bright, and she will also be innocent, innocent, playful and lively as a girl.

At this moment, everyone's faces were full of surprise.

Ling Xuan smiled.

Yici's eyes light up.

There was a hint of dread in Zhong Ziang's eyes: so she laughed like this...

But never smiled at him.

Yu Guang swept over Yici, and there was no such thing as compulsion, he was instantly balanced.

The cup in Jiang Fuyue's hand and that in Hou Siyuan's hand lightly touched: "You worked very hard, and everything you get now is the reward you deserve. Congratulations."

"Sister Yue, would you like to say a few words to encourage everyone? You can't pet a monkey alone, can you?" Liu Fei proposed loudly.

The crowd immediately joined in—

"exactly!"

"The goddess also gave us a few golden words! Write it down when you get home, frame it and hang it on the wall!"

"I can make a custom-made water glass, and put it by my side every day to rub the European energy. Drink it in with full marks, and pull it out. Cough out is also full marks, wonderful~"

"Ouch! He Xin, you are enough!"

"..."

The kindness was difficult to accept, Jiang Fuyue thought about it, and finally gave them a sentence—

"Study hard, make progress every day, and strive to build a great motherland."

Uh--

If you can add special effects, then there must be a flock of crows flying by at this time.

The audience seemed to press the pause button, and everyone would not respond.

One second, two seconds...

A full five seconds passed, and suddenly a chuckle burst out, with a girl's unique charm.

Tang Ruoyan covered her mouth, "What age is it, and you still build a great motherland? Classmate Jiang, are you too old-fashioned?"

Eight thousand words, two more and together ha~ (Xiaohua shakes her hands, and asks for votes every day)

Prize quiz: What's the next reaction of Sister Yue?

A. Immediately refute; B. did not say anything