Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

   At this moment, Beijing Foreign Language School.

   The senior high school is studying in the evening. In the classroom of Class 18, the boy sitting in the corner is tall and stern, and he is not sure what he is writing with his head down.

  Outside the classroom, a few girls in school uniforms hid secretly outside the window, discussing in excited whispers.

   "Emma, ​​so handsome!"

   "He's really handsome. Why didn't I get assigned to class 8? It's so frustrating. It would be great if I could have a class with him in the same classroom."

"Take it down, Class 8 is not what you want to enter, you can enter if you want. Although the school did not clearly put forward the concept of rocket class and ordinary class, but Class 8 is obviously different from other classes. Every month, the top 50 is in the test. It was almost taken up by class eight. When did you see the top three from other classes?"

   "But Fu Fu Muye is really handsome. Since he transferred to our school, he has never taken the second place in the exam. He dropped the second place by 60 points in the last exam, so handsome!"

"Of course, he is the treasure of our school. I heard that the second junior high school is a super student. The reason why he came to our school to study is that the school leaders paid for it. , Haha, I was slapped in the face by our school grass."

"Deserved it! When she first came, she took Joe very seriously, and she looked like she wanted to look at people with her nostrils. The most annoying thing was that every time she came to school, she was full of bitterness and hatred, living with the good Communist Party and insisting on running dogs with traitors. The feeling of being in the same room.”

The fashionably dressed girl sneered and sneered, "I heard that their family conditions are very ordinary, the father is a worker, the mother retired at home, and now works as a waiter in the restaurant. Maybe it's because she has read too many novels of the brain-dead Mary Sue and hates the rich. Why didn't she think about it? We are not rich for nothing. Our wealth is the result of our parents' struggle. Even if my parents didn't struggle, my grandfather's generation always struggled. The older generation's hard work has created for us What's wrong with the good conditions? We didn't steal or rob, who does she despise? To despise, despise the lack of effort by the people in the previous generation. It's ridiculous. "

   While talking, two little girls came up, among them the little girl wearing a floral lady's dress was followed by a long and beautiful little boy. The boy had a cool face, obviously very impatient to participate in the topic of the two little girls.

   "Sister Tiantian, when will my brother finish class?"

   "Eight o'clock." The little girl who spoke in a soft voice made people feel very comfortable to listen to.

  The other little girl was obviously much more lively. As soon as she heard eight o'clock, her whole body became weak. "Eight o'clock? It's so annoying, why is it necessary to study at night in high school, will we cancel this inhumane rule when we go to high school?"

   Ye Ziyu pulled her to stand, frowned and said to her, "Fu Xiamu, the self-study in high school lasts until ten o'clock, and you howl at eight o'clock, what do you do at ten o'clock?"

   "Cold salad." The little girl looked like a little rascal.

   Ye Ziyu gave her a white look, and said angrily, "Okay, you can also get your grades cold. It's best if you don't get into the university, lest you let me tutor you every day."

   "Don't." The person who was not standing just now grabbed him and acted like a spoiled brat. "Little brother, don't do this. Are you stuck~ Don't treat people like this, they still want to be admitted to Peking University."

   "For Xiao Nianbei again?" Qin Baitian asked her curiously.

   Fu Xiamu blushed and nodded, "I asked him last time, he plans to study at Peking University."

   "But... even if you were admitted to Peking University, he should have graduated from Peking University, right?" Qin Tiantian reminded her hesitantly.

Fu Xiamu put his hands on his hips and said confidently, "What if he wants to go to graduate school? Can't we study together? Even if he doesn't go to graduate school, at least I want to study in the same school with him, so we won't be married until later. There will be more common topics. I call it planning ahead!"

   "I think it's better to call it a daydream." Ye Ziyu splashed her with a bowl of cold water.

   Fu Xiamu glared at him, "Hey! Ye Ziyu! Don't go too far!"

  "..." The boy who was yelled at by his name didn't start, as if he didn't bother to argue with her.

   Ye Ziyu is really too lazy to quarrel with her. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Xiao Nianbei is not interested in her. She is still dreaming of marrying Xiao Nianbei all day long. The key is to fight for marrying Xiao Nianbei as a career. How boring a woman can be to take this kind of thing as her life goal. Besides, even if you want to make this kind of thing a life goal, you should find a reliable man anyway. A man like Xiao Nianbei looks like the kind of man who can't love at all. But this stupid woman couldn't see it, so she had to flutter.

   Qin Tiantian watched the two of them arguing, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"very nice."

  Fu Xiamu took the energy out of her busy schedule to ask her, "Sister Tiantian, what's so nice?"

   "You guys, you have such a good relationship."

   "Who has a good relationship with her!"

   "Who has a good relationship with him!"

   The two said in unison.

   Qin Tiantian was startled, then covered his mouth and snickered.

  Fu Xiamu snorted, don't ignore Ye Ziyu at first, "Learn from me and talk like a puppy."

   Ye Ziyu was too lazy to care about her.

   At this moment, the bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the people inside started to pack their bags.

   "Fu Muye, wait."

  The classroom suddenly fell silent, and they all looked over.

  I saw a pretty girl with long eyebrows stubbornly bit her lip and walked to the tall and stern boy's table, raised her head, stared into the boy's eyes and said word by word, "You are very proud now, aren't you?"

   "..." Fu Muye frowned.

   Neuropathy?

   "Don't be too proud, because I will definitely beat you next time!"

   Only then did Fu Muye remember who this girl was. She seemed to be the second in their class. He heard her name mentioned by several boys before. What do you call your heart? It seems to be Lin Anxin. Those boys seemed to say that she had a good figure, but she was too aloof.

   He retracted his gaze, glanced out the window with the end of his eyes, and when he saw the person waiting for him outside the window, the corner of his mouth hooked, revealing a lazy smile. Then he turned his head and said casually, "Whatever."

   Lin Anxin didn't expect him to answer like this, and his face suddenly became hot, as if he had been humiliated. She gritted her teeth and stopped in front of the boy, "What do you mean? I know you got good grades, and you won the exam this time. Do you look down on people so much? Do you think you are very powerful and remarkable?"

  Outside the classroom, Fu Xiamu stood on tiptoe and saw the quarrel inside, and said strangely, "What are they doing? Does that girl like my brother? Why do I see her want to hit my brother?"

   Ye Ziyu sneered and said nothing.

   In his opinion, that girl mostly likes Brother Mu Ye, but she has to pretend to not like it and find a new way to gain attention.