Fast time travel: Xueshen system let me save my crush's brain again

That's right, grandpa values ​​his little grandson the most, so why would he let him miss his birthday banquet?

Han Ziyuan worked hard to adjust his facial muscles to ensure that when his grandfather looked at him, his expression was kind and sunny.

Grandpa dislikes his overly feminine appearance the most.

One is because Han Fu believes that men should be masculine, and those who are not masculine and yin are nondescript in Han Fu's mind.

The second is because he looks [-]% to [-]% similar to his mother, and failed to inherit Han Minger.

Han Ziyuan can't change his appearance, he can only please the old man's favor in his actions.

The dishes for the birthday banquet are made by the chef Han Ziyuan specially hired from the famous private restaurant in Q City with the freshest ingredients. The flowers for the birthday banquet are all airlifted in the morning, and they are fresh and tender. The various arrangements of the birthday banquet are also made as much as possible Fit the old man's preferences.

Han Ziyuan is still very satisfied with the final picture of the birthday banquet.

I just don't know if grandpa is satisfied?

The old man has a vigorous temperament and doesn't like to procrastinate. As soon as he comes, the birthday banquet will start immediately.

The birthday banquet process is very simple. Everyone celebrates the birthday, eats the banquet, and finally eats a bowl of longevity noodles, which means the birthday banquet is over.

All the Han family present went forward to congratulate the old man on his birthday, gave them their own gifts, and said some auspicious words about blessings like the East China Sea and longevity compared to Nanshan.

When it was Han Ziyuan's turn, he gave a Fengshui painting, which Han Ziyuan bought at a high price from others, which was just right for the old man to hang in his study.

Although Han Fu looked old, his eyes were not cloudy, but clear. Being watched by him was like being judged by an invisible mirror, and he couldn't lie.

"Grandpa, this is a feng shui painting specially chosen by my grandson. I think it has a good mood, so I bought it as your birthday present."

Han Ziyuan bent over and said very gently in a tone that did not match his usual tone in the company.

The picture scroll was unfolded by the old man, and after a few glances, it was accepted.

Can't tell if he likes it or not.

"You have a heart, the gift is good, and the birthday banquet is also well organized."

Although the old man's tone did not have any waves of joy, the affirmation of the words was enough to make Han Ziyuan feel worth it.

It is more important than anything else to win the old man's favor.

Han Zixuan sat on the sidelines and only cared about cooking, raising his head from time to time to pick up some food.

"Cousin, where did you find the chef, the dishes are very suitable for my taste!"

"Look how well you eat, can't you be more gentle?!"

The smile that Han Fu showed when he watched Han Zixuan's big mouthful of food was much more sincere than the smile when he received Han Ziyuan's gift.

No matter how much one does, one can only get a flat compliment, while one can get everything without doing anything.

The smile that Han Ziyuan tried to control on his face gradually withdrew a little.

"I invited a chef from a private restaurant in City Q. If you like it, I will give you the VIP card of this restaurant later, so you can eat when you are free."

After hearing this, Han Zixuan happily cooked another bowl of rice.

He knows how to eat when he eats. Does Han Ziyuan understand how he is different from Han Zixuan? !

Because he didn't eat Han Zixuanxiang? !

Han Fu looked at his little grandson who was busy cooking, and suddenly thought of something, turned to Han Ziyuan and said, "Did you trick dozens of high schools into taking the entrance exam together?"

Grandpa, he knows? !

Han Ziyuan's back was covered with cold sweat, this birthday banquet might be for nothing.

"Since you have such ability, why don't you transfer Xiaoxuan to the No. [-] Middle School in Q City? It just so happens that school is about to start, and the new semester has a new atmosphere."

Just to transfer Han Zixuan to another school, not to blame him, Han Ziyuan's shoulders and neck relaxed a little.

"Of course it's fine. Don't worry, grandpa. I'll take care of it for Zixuan."

Han Zixuan was so focused on eating that he could still eat his melon!

No, why is he going to transfer schools? !

He wanted to see the reason in his grandfather's eyes, but unfortunately, he could only see a little complacency.

I understand, his grandfather wanted him to go back to the Han family's old house to see him often, so he made such a bad move.

Let him go, Han Zixuan doesn't care where he studies anyway.

He will be No.1.

The birthday banquet was successfully completed without any risk.

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Sunrise Company.

Han Zinan's investment made the whole company busy expanding enrollment, expanding enrollment, or expanding enrollment.

The huge top floor is slowly being filled with new employees.

Jiang Lingzhao and Yu Zhuze were not prepared to fight until the night before school started, so they simply "leaved" two or three days before leaving school.

Fei Qian also invited the two children to have a practical meal, saying that they were going to suffer again, so they should eat more delicious food.

Sure enough, the ones who can hurt your school the most are the students who have graduated from your school.

Fei Qian also settled Yu Zhuze's salary in advance, and gave him a little more bonus than ordinary employees. This is Fei Qian's little sympathy for Yu Zhuze's mother who often went to the hospital when he heard that Yu Zhuze's mother was not in good health.

But not to Jiang Lingzhao.

Yu Zhuze just thought it wasn't time to pay her salary. What he didn't know was that Jiang Lingzhao was the boss, so who could pay her?

Here at Risheng, everything is running according to the established track, and Jiang Lingzhao is relieved to unload the burden that he has carried for two months, and concentrate on preparing for the start of school.

It's the second semester of the second year of high school, and there must be many exams waiting for her to conquer.

I really can't wait.

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Q City No. [-] Middle School.

The students who hadn't seen each other for a long time stepped into the campus with excitement and apprehension.

Jiang Lingzhao was also a little nervous, probably because he hadn't seen his classmates for too long, and it would take time to get acquainted with them again.

Fortunately, the students in the class haven't changed much after two months of absence.

Su Qinghe's change can be regarded as the biggest change in the class.

His long flaxen curly hair has become only slightly longer than his shoulders, which can be tied into a high ponytail.

"My dear cousin, how did you cut off your seaweed-like long hair?!"

Jiang Lingzhao really likes Su Qinghe's long hair. It's not that short hair is not good-looking, but that Su Qinghe is too stunning when he has long curly hair.

Every frown and smile is captivating.

The hair was cut short, and the rational and indifferent temperament of Su Qinghe was highlighted.

It looks like you can browse through all the books in the library.

"If you want to cut your hair, then go for it. Doesn't it look good?"

Su Qinghe fiddled with her hair and said.

"It's beautiful, it's beautiful! I can only feel a little pity."

Hearing Jiang Lingzhao's answer, Su Qinghe smiled and said, "You lost your waist-length hair before, did you regret it? I want to change my image and motivate myself. It's a new semester, so don't slack off."

When Jiang Lingzhao cut off her waist-length hair, instead of feeling pity, she just felt extremely happy!

If the hair is too long, it takes time and energy to take care of it. If the hair is shorter, it will be looser and lighter.

The two also talked about many interesting things about the winter vacation.

In a blink of an eye, it was the school meeting again.

Fu Ju brought a boy to the classroom.

"Be quiet, students!"

"There is a new transfer student in our class this semester."