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Chapter 141 The Beauty of the Republic of China (25)
Pei Mi's footsteps did not stop at all.

Lin Shao suddenly narrowed his eyes and said with a little deep meaning, "Jiang Shaoshuai should know that sometimes being too high-profile is not protection."

But murder!

Especially in Pei Mi's position, if she was a little careless, she would be doomed.

In this case, the more Pei Mi cared about Yilan, the more people would stare at her closely.

Who knows if someone might want to use Yi Lan to drag Pei Mi down at any time.

"Young Master Lin is too worried."

Pei Mi didn't stop at all, she turned her back to Lin Shao and said calmly.

Looking carefully, there was a glimmer of light in the narrow eyes.

From an angle that no one else could see, Pei Mi stuffed a note into Ting Fang's hand.

"You do as it says above."

"Yes."

Tingfang lowered his voice and assured.

in school

"Mr. Yilan, what do you think of our singing?"

Song Yinglai sat on a row of chairs, surrounded by her sisters.

Opposite them was a huge stage with all the red curtains hanging down.

Yilan was standing on the stage, watching the group of people sitting leisurely in the auditorium.

It is said that Yilan is to guide them, but this gesture is more like they are guiding Yilan.

There was nothing ugly about Yilan's face.

He has never been rich or wealthy since he was a child, and it can even be said that he has lived a life of ups and downs.

There are too many times when I am embarrassed, too many.

Even many can't find the reason, just because the other party is happy to do so.

"Miss Song's voice needs to be lowered a little more when singing this sentence."

Yilan just acted as if she didn't notice the other party's bad intentions, and pointed out seriously.

"Really." Song Yinglai smiled slightly, "I wonder if I could ask you to demonstrate."

"Yeah, why don't you demonstrate it, sir? I don't quite understand this either."

Song Yinglai spoke up, and the female students next to her either wanted to flatter her, or they didn't dare to offend Song Yinglai.

So even if he didn't agree with it, it was obvious that he had nothing to do with himself.

Yi Lan clenched her hands slightly in her sleeves.

"Miss Song is extremely talented, and her comprehension ability is also very good. You just need to practice more. I have nothing to teach."

Yilan avoids it calmly.

Song Yinglai raised her brows, "Mr., I really have a lot of things I don't understand and need to be answered by sir."

"Really? It should be the same for everyone."

Song Yinglai's eyes swept over the people around her.

"Yes, sir, why don't you give us a demonstration."

"I heard that Mr. Yilan is hard to find a piece of gold. Could it be that he thinks we are not worthy?"

"That's right." Someone laughed lowly, "He's very proud."

In a word, it is really hard to imagine that these are the students from the new school.

What is the difference between those who have been educated in new ideas and those they have seen before?

Yilan sighed in disappointment.

"What do you guys think of my people?"

His deep voice was tinged with displeasure.

The group of girls froze and all looked back in an instant.

The people walking towards them were dressed in neat military uniforms, with cold brows and eyes, and their sharp eyes swept over them, heavy and depressing.

There was a faint flash of hostility.

These girls who hadn't experienced any twists and turns shrank subconsciously, avoiding Pei Mi's sight.

Pei Mi looked at them with a half-smile, "What? No more?"

(End of this chapter)