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The person who came was a handsome boy of the same age as Ye Wushuang. He looked like a native of Xia and spoke Chinese.

"You are?" Ye Wushuang looked at him and asked back, feeling very strange.

"It's me, Zhao Zifan. We used to be in the same class when we were in the fourth grade of Shiqiao Village Elementary School. Have you forgotten?" Zhao Zifan grinned and scratched the back of his head, rather shyly.

Following her reminder, Ye Wushuang thought for a while before finally finding the outline of this person in the sea of ​​vague memories.

Zhao Zifan, a villager in Shiqiao Village, his father started from scratch, and his family moved there after his business prospered.

Her tone was cold: "Sorry, it's been too long, and I didn't recognize it the first time."

Zhao Zifan quickly waved his hand: "It's okay, it's okay, it's been a long time, and you are a busy student, you have too many problems to consider, and you can't recognize it as normal.

Well, can I take a photo with you?I told my friends that you and I were classmates in elementary school, but they didn't believe me, and they even said I was lying.

I want to prove myself with a photo, if it's not convenient, forget it! "

He didn't expect that he would meet his former elementary school classmate and today's legendary girl on the streets of a foreign country.

"Convenience." Ye Wushuang responded calmly, and together with Ji Shen, took a group photo with Zhao Zifan.

"Thank you, I wish you and Mr. Ji a wonderful holiday in Sunset!" Zhao Zifan took the photo and waved goodbye.

He thought that Ye Wushuang and Ji Shen would spend their holidays in the coming sun, and they didn't have secular friendships, so they didn't have much classmate friendship in the past few years.

Ye Wushuang and Ji Shen continued shopping.

Zhao Zifan returned to the restaurant and found his classmates who were still eating. He didn't notice that there was an adult man wearing a black trench coat behind him.

"Piter (Zhao Zifan), what did you do just now?" Friends asked.

Zhao Zifan took out his mobile phone mysteriously, and then took out the photo of himself with Ye Wushuang and Ji Shen: "Look!"

"Oh mygod! Ye Wushuang and Ji Shen? You just took a photo with them?"

"Ye Wushuang is really your elementary school classmate?"

"Why didn't you take me with you just now!! Can I rush out and catch up now?"

"Now, right now, right now, tell us about my idol's childhood experience!!"

"Didn't I say it all?" Zhao Zifan pretended to be impatient, but he said flatteredly in his heart:

"In her childhood, she was far less dazzling and wild than she is now. She was very shy and kind-hearted, and her academic performance was average. She was not as good as she is now, let alone hip-hop painting."

Seeing that Zhao Zifan couldn't find any new products, everyone lost interest and continued to do their own things.

Zhao Zifan began to recall the past, thinking about it, and suddenly said: "But there is one thing that I have always been curious about."

"What's the matter?" everyone asked.

"In the summer vacation of the second year of high school, my father and I went back to Shiqiao Village to worship our ancestors. When we went up the mountain to take pictures, Ye Wushuang appeared in one of the shots. She was also on summer vacation and was playing the clarinet.

At that time, we were in a hurry, my dad called me to catch the plane, so I didn't have time to say hello to her, I just took a look at her from a distance and left, and she didn't notice me.

Wait, I looked through the old photo albums in my space, there should be more. "

Zhao Zifan logged into the social software he used when he was in Xiaguo, flipped through the photo album a few years ago, and found the photo he was talking about.

In the photo, Ye Wushuang is wearing old-fashioned double ponytails, bangs, and a plain white skirt, sitting on a stone by the river and playing the clarinet.

The pixels of the photos are very high-definition. At that time, Zhao Zifan was considered a "rich second generation", and he bought the best-performing camera in the world.

"It looks so cute and cute." Others stretched their necks and leaned over to look: "But what's so 'weird' about this?"

Zhao Zifan stared at the photo:

"Because eight hours after this photo was taken, the heroine in the photo, under the name 'nameless', won the individual championship in the World Street Dance Competition."

The person next to him raised his voice irresistibly:

"Eight hours? Do you remember correctly? From Xiaguo to the venue of the competition, even with the fastest plane, it will take nearly twenty hours!"

"Isn't this too scary to say? Is she a magician? Space magic teleportation?"

"I think Piter misremembered the time."

The crowd nodded.

"I remember correctly, don't you know how good my memory is? I don't believe you can trace the time when the photo was taken." Zhao Zifan handed the phone to one of his friends.

Friends inquired about the shooting time, and the result made their eyes widen.

What Zhao Zifan said is true!

This is so weird!

"Is there a possibility that you misread the person?" A girl asked.

"I'm not mistaken." Zhao Zifan put the phone away, put it in the pocket of his jeans, and said mysteriously:

"I think that Ms. Ye's ability to arrive at the competition venue so quickly should have something to do with Ji Shao. That family is very powerful and has always had its own military factory.

Perhaps, what kind of family-specific superfast aircraft has been developed? "

"But I remember that they only met in the second half of the third year of high school."

Zhao Zifan rolled his eyes: "Do you have to know each other to help? Can't there be a middleman? For example, a friend of a friend, can you help me?"

"It seems reasonable, ah, who finished the pizza I ordered!!"

"Hahaha."

The young people laughed heartily in this corner.

In the seat next to them, the man wearing a black windbreaker who had just sat down put the money on the table, got up and left without attracting anyone's attention while talking on the phone.

The man in the black trench coat is one of Lady Fiona's minions.

The call was made to Mrs. Fiona's confidant. After a brief overview of the situation, Mrs. Fiona answered.

"Say." Fiona's voice was cold and majestic.

Men in black trench coat:

"Ye Wushuang's elementary school classmate, Piter, said that Ye Wushuang once set off from Xiaguo to the place where the World Hip-Hop Dance Competition was held within eight hours, and won the individual championship as a 'nameless', and there are photos to testify.

And this route takes [-] hours at the fastest by plane. "

This means that Ye Wushuang and Nameless may be two people.

Fiona paused for a moment, and ordered in a deep voice: "Bring him back with the photo!"

This Ye Wushuang really has a problem!

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Four or ten minutes later, Zhao Zifan, who finished the dinner, said goodbye to his friends and walked into the underground parking lot.

As soon as he passed a load-bearing pillar, someone covered his mouth with a cloth soaked in a special drug from behind and passed out.

When he woke up again, he was in a closed secret room, and his mobile phone was gone.

"Who are you and what do you want to do?" Zhao Zifan was terrified.

"Just wanted to ask you a few questions."

The two began to ask and answer about Ye Wushuang.

Mrs. Fiona could see these conversations clearly on the screen in the study.

After the conversation, she picked up Zhao Zifan's cell phone, stared at the old photo of Ye Wushuang on it, and raised her hand.

The deacon went to open the door.

A consultant walks in, bowing in respect:

"Ms. Fiona, according to existing scientific principles, no aircraft can shorten the twenty hours to eight hours. This is impossible."