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The next day, Ye Qingmei went to the company early in the morning.
Yin Chen, who has nothing to do, is going to go to school.
Just a few days ago, he also received a call from the principal Xiao Yiguo, saying that he had something to discuss.
"Student Yin, are you here?"
As soon as Yin Chen arrived near the school, he found Yin Chen's Xiao Yiguo, so he hurried over and opened the door to greet him.
"Tell me, what's the matter?"
Yin Chen stepped into the car, sat down and spoke lightly.
"Student Yin, you must have heard about the Tianjiao Conference recently, right?"
After closing the car door, Xiao Yiguo pressed his voice and asked Yin Chen tentatively.
"I heard." Yin Chen nodded slightly.
"It's like this, I understand the strength of classmate Yin." Xiao Yiguo pondered for a while, rubbed his hands, and seemed a little embarrassed,
"So, I would like to ask classmate Yin on behalf of the school, can you participate in this Tianjiao Conference as our school?"
"Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't want to." Xiao Yiguo laughed dryly.
"I will attend the Tianjiao Conference in person." Yin Chen abruptly agreed.
As soon as the voice fell, Xiao Yiguo was stunned.
To be honest, he never expected that Yin Chen would agree so readily.
When did the other party become so talkative?
"Tell me, time and place!" Yin Chen said simply and directly.
"Next weekend, Jinyun Mountain." Xiao Yiguo replied in a daze.
"Oh, I see."
Immediately, Yin Chen got up and opened the door, and got out of the car.
Facing the morning breeze, Yin Chen's young face.
with the sun,
Show your sharpness!
In this Tianjiao meeting, more than half of Tianjiao were actually rushing to snatch him from Qingchen Group.
Therefore, whether it is next week's Merchants Fair or the Tianjiao Conference, it is the best opportunity for him to close the door and beat the dog. How could he not participate?
When the time comes, he will not only participate, but also make the whole scene blood flow like a river!
After the conversation, Yin Chen walked towards the school gate not far away.
It has been a long time since I came to Jinghai High School.
Under the reflection of the morning sun, the young girls coming and going at the school gate are like a beautiful landscape.
The campus is full of youthful vigor, and occasionally there are girls screaming loudly, which makes Yin Chen's old heart feel a lot younger.
Could it be that this is the taste of youth, like that faint mint?
Just entering the classroom, as always, the fat head, big ears, and naive Liu Daer sat in the back row.
But what surprised Yin Chen was that the one sitting in his seat was a girl.
And the girl's face was very familiar to him.
That person is none other than Murong Piaoxue who I haven't seen for a long time.
At this moment, the class has not officially started yet.
Murong Piaoxue was lying on the table, lowering her head and carefully wiping Yin Chen's desk.
Liu Da'er, who was in the next row, looked at this scene enviously.
Boss, you are indeed the boss.
No wonder the boss wanted to find Murong Piaoxue after returning to school last time.
Fortunately, he was still skeptical at the time.
It turned out that Murong Xiaohua was really attracted by the boss!
Thinking of this, Liu Daer couldn't help drooling with envy.
Murong Piaoxue carefully wiped the polished tabletop with the white handkerchief in her hand.
After saying goodbye to Yin Chen last time, I learned that Ning Qingxue finally chose to leave and went back to Chu City.
The engraved figure in her heart became more and more profound.
Especially after returning to school from his family that day, he heard Liu Daer say that Yin Chen had personally looked for him.
This made Murong Piaoxue's new love even more difficult to control.
As expected, I still have a place in that guy's heart.
So, from that day on.
Every morning, she couldn't help but come to Yin Chen's desk.
As if someone's blazing temperature still remained there, her beautiful face was roasted red in an instant
She finally understood that her love for a person could be so humble.
table and chairsWhen she was done, she folded the handkerchief neatly and gently put it in her pocket.
Immediately, she sighed, picked up her backpack, and under the intentional or unintentional eyes of some students who arrived early, she finally took a look at that desk, as if all her emotions were buried here.
After a long time, she finally turned and left.
As a result, as soon as she reached the door of the classroom, she bumped into Yin Chen head-on.
"YinYin Chen?"
Murong Piaoxue stood there in a daze, looking at Yin Chen's familiar and long-lost handsome face, an alluring blush suddenly appeared on her face.
After a long time, she came back to her senses, and then stabilized her ups and downs. She walked over slowly, revealing a sweet smile that she had practiced countless times in front of the mirror alone:
"You're back."
"haven't seen you for a long time."
Yin Chen greeted lightly, without noticing that another familiar girl came behind him.
It was the same as before, Nan Qiaomu who came to check every day to see if Yin Chen had come to the school.
In her hand, she was still holding a bag of plums that she picked from the plum tree in the orphanage.
A long time ago, she wanted Yin Chen to taste the fruits she picked at home.
So later, she would come to Yin Chen's classroom every morning, but she saw that he had never come to school again.
So much so that the fruit in her hand rotted batch after batch, but she was reluctant to eat it for herself, and only wanted to leave it for the late dreamer who was thinking about it day and night.
But now, she finally met that extremely familiar figure.
But Yin Chen, who had his back to her, was facing another school beauty at the moment.
Murong Piaoxue pursed her lips and said softly: "You haven't been to school for a long time, and my aunt asked about your school situation two days ago."
"Oh?" Yin Chenduan stood upright on the spot without looking sideways, "Are you suing again?"
Murong Piaoxue's tone was filled with complaints: "Who said I filed a complaint? Last time, it was because I was really forced by my aunt. This time, of course, I was fooling you."
Only then did Yin Chen tilt his head, a smile appeared on his cold face: "Thank you."
"It's a trivial matter." Murong Piaoxue bit her lip, her face flushed slightly, "However, you should spare time recently, take a few more classes."
"According to my aunt's tone, she seems to be coming to see you with her uncle recently."
"Are you sure?" Yin Chen frowned, he had not received the news that his adoptive father and adoptive mother would come to Jinghai to see him.
However, with the disposition of the two elders, it is not impossible to surprise him by attacking him suddenly.
"I'm not sure, it's just a feeling. Auntie's tone, I miss you." Murong Piaoxue pondered.
"I don't believe it." Yin Chen shook his head, "If my mother misses me, why doesn't she call me instead of calling you?"
Seeing the two of them chatting so enthusiastically as if no one was there, Nan Qiaomu behind him felt sour.
She is very self-aware. Compared to Murong Piaoxue, who came from a distinguished family background, she is far from what she can compare in terms of status and status.
She is a Cinderella who was born in an orphanage, so she has no right to compete with such a family eldest lady for the person she likes.
Nan Qiaomu shrugged his nose, faced Yin Chen's back, and wanted to say something, but he didn't say it after all.
Just as she was about to leave sadly with the bag of plums in her hand.
A powerful hand suddenly grabbed her,
"Student Nan, did she take the medicine I gave the dean last time?"
I saw Yin Chen turned around at some point, his handsome face, facing the morning sun, with a warm smile, asked slowly towards the lost Nan Qiaomu.
This change happened so quickly, Nan Qiaomu was stunned for a moment, and then her blushing pretty face immediately lowered her head, and replied in a low voice,
"My mother got better after taking it, and she asked me to thank you for saving my life."