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"Hey, have you heard? There is a transfer student in Class 17."

"What? A transfer student? At this time? It's the end of the term, right? Is it true?"

"Really, it is said that he is a repeat student from the previous class."

"Why do repeat students come to our school? Are you still in a key class like Class 17?"

"Why else, it has a lot to do with it."

"Didn't you say that this person is so overwhelmed? Transferring to a class at the end of the semester, isn't it normal to transfer to another school at the beginning of the semester? He is a repeat student, is he being abused in a rush? Or was he abused by the gods of class 17."

"Hahahaha, what's even worse is that the transfer student had to meet Class 17's weekly test in the first class on the first day of his transfer."

"Hahaha it's a bit miserable."

"remarkably brave."

"Hey, that's not the point. Why can't you people grasp the point?"

"Oh, what's the point?"

"The point is that this person is very handsome! He's so handsome, he's so handsome that he explodes, he's so handsome that he turns around, and he's so handsome that he kills him in seconds as soon as he shows up.

"Come on, Senior Colonel Xu's appearance has been ranked for three years in a row. No matter how fresh the freshmen are, they have not been able to shake the status of our Senior Colonel Xu. Are you blowing it up here?"

"Really, if you don't believe me, go and watch after class."

"Let's go in a group?"

"Group? How about watching monkeys?"

"I just want to see which brave martyr is rushing to send his head to the head of the class to see the handsome guy."

"Life is precious, handsome guys are more expensive. Hahahaha."

After class, during the break of the second period, the gate of class 17 was very lively.

The god of learning who doesn't ask common things raised his head from the sea of ​​questions and looked at the door, "What are you doing outside? It's so noisy? It's not cleaning on an event day."

The front desk turned around and sighed, "Let's form a group to see the handsome guy."

As he spoke, he pointed to the transfer student by the window who had been working hard on the questions.

Really handsome to burst.

Xue Shen pushed his glasses, "As for?"

The front desk nodded, "As for the handsome guy, his deskmate has not been interested in studying all morning, and now he is crying in the teacher's office to change seats. Alas, beauty degrades people."

Xueshen pushed his glasses and sighed, "Exaggeration, pretentiousness."

The front desk shook his head, "Of course you can't see or comprehend the beauty of our class with your glasses with thick bottoms."

"Bancao?"

Xue Shendao: "That's right, I've already won the position of class grass when I first came here."

Xue Shen heard the chaotic footsteps fleeing in all directions in the corridor, "The old class is here."

The front desk clicked lightly, "Isn't Lao Ban's BGM better than 90.00% of the big bosses on TV?"

"Don't let him hear it."

The front desk turned around and muttered, "Although I admire that beauty, I have to admit that in a top class like our class 17, grades are the strength. Although I am not as good as him in appearance, my grades Must be better than him."

"Strength is Lao Tzu's charm."

Xue Shen pushed his glasses, glanced at the book that the handsome guy was burying his head in from a distance, pushed his glasses, "Did you see the book in his hand?"

Front desk: "What?"

Xueshen whispered: "Is it my illusion? Why do I think he is not weak?"

The front desk sneered, "Isn't it weak for him to repeat?"

Lao Ban stepped on the bell and stepped into the office, holding the weekly test paper in his hand.

As soon as the papers were issued and the grades were posted, the handsome Huo Kun, who was repeating the exam, was third in the class.

Looking at his own results at the front desk, he wanted to cry but had no tears. He was No.4.

Xue Shen sighed softly, "Look."

The front desk was crying, "I was killed in seconds."

Jiang Xuecheng took the time to meet the second girl of the Zhao family. She was a very quiet girl with a long black face and a straight face. She was tall, elegant, and graceful. Although she was not amazing, she was very comfortable to look at.

"Fourth Young Master, I have admired your name for a long time, I hope you don't mind me bringing friends."

Jiang Xuecheng shook hands with her, "Second Miss Zhao."

"Just call me Zhao Xin."

Zhao Xin's friend was a girl with short hair parted in the middle and wearing glasses. She stretched out her hand nervously, "Fourth Young Master."

Jiang Xuecheng shook hands with her, "Please sit down."

During the meal, only a few irrelevant topics were discussed in a mannered manner, and it seemed that the topic of blind date was not mentioned in a tacit understanding, which can be regarded as a good time for the host and guest.

After dinner, Jiang Xuecheng glanced at his watch, "I have something to do in the afternoon, can the driver drive you?"

Zhao Xin and his friend shook their heads with a smile, "No need, the two of us still want to go shopping, so let's go first if you have something to do."

Jiang Xuecheng said: "Then I will excuse you first."

After Jiang Xuecheng left, Zhao Xin's friend looked at the direction Jiang Xuecheng left and sighed, "I have seen the beauty of the Jiang family in Yanjing. I was so nervous that I didn't dare to breathe."

The friend rested his chin and was still thinking about Jiang Xuecheng's appearance just now, his face full of nympho, "Invincible beauty, humorous speech, rich gentleman, my God, how can there be such a perfect man in the world."

"Xinxin, this kind of perfect man must be taken down."

Zhao Xin shook his head, "How can such a fairy come down to earth, don't even think about it, it's impossible for us."

"Why, you are also Yibai Fumei. Didn't you still go on a blind date today, which means that both of you have agreed, isn't that what family marriage is like?"

Zhao Xin said: "Compared to a big chaebol like the Jiang family, our family is just a small broken company, not in the same order at all. How can this be considered a commercial marriage? And I don't want to marry into the Jiang family."

"why?"

Zhao Xin blinked playfully, "Because then I would be the ugliest person in the family, it's too depressing."

"You don't know, the Jiang family is good-looking, and they have high requirements for their partners. The fourth young master's mother was once the most beautiful daughter in the capital, with countless suitors. Back then, the Jiang family was only a second-rate family. The Ji family where the fourth young master's mother lived The limelight is not inferior to that of the Huo family. But then something happened to the Ji family, the parents of the fourth youngest got divorced, and the wife surnamed He who entered the Jiang family was also a beauty."

My friend grew up the most, "Wow..." This is so informative....

Jiang Xuecheng really had something to do in the afternoon, he was going to attend an awards ceremony.

In order to create a positive corporate image with social responsibility, Jiang's chaebol has made great efforts in education, charity, and public welfare.

As the heir of the Jiang family, Jiang Xuecheng has also inherited this tradition.

There are several private schools in Jiang's education system, which provide scholarships of various names in order to encourage students to make progress.A few days ago, the Jiang family sponsored a 'Aspiration Cup' scholarship for Shengjiang Private High School, one of the schools it belonged to. Today was the first award for the first session. As a sponsor, Jiang Xuecheng was invited to the school to present the award.

Jiang Xuecheng wrote, signed the document, handed the document to the assistant at the side, got up and shook hands with the school leaders for a photo, the audience applauded thunderously, and the spotlights flickered.

After the awards were presented, Jiang Xuecheng declined the school leaders to accompany him, and said with a smile: "You are busy, I think I am wandering around, I haven't come back for a few years, I miss it a little."

The school leader smiled, but did not insist, "Then go and have a look, and see that the young juniors and juniors are actually a little different from you back then." Jiang Xuecheng himself also attended high school in this school.The principal didn't insist, and said goodbye to Jiang Xuecheng with a smile.

Jiang Xuecheng said that he was walking around alone, but in fact there were three or five bodyguards and special assistants around him. He had long been used to this camp, and he was alone.

I haven't gone back to school for many years, and it's still the same, but the students have changed from batch to batch.

Although Qi Xin High School does not belong to Shengjiang, but he used to go here a lot in high school, so he is familiar with it, chattering endlessly, Jiang Xuecheng wanted to take a good look, but was annoyed by Qi Xin, "Shut up!"

Qi Xin closed his mouth aggrievedly, Jiang Xuecheng heaved a sigh of relief, and the world became quiet.

Just walking to the school's small basketball court, there are students playing basketball in front of several basketball hoops, and through the barbed wire, I vaguely see a familiar figure.

Jiang Xuecheng retracted his outstretched foot, turned around and squinted his eyes to see that on the other side of the basket, the tall and slender boy in white body and black pants who was playing was none other than Huo Kun.

Jiang Xuecheng was a little surprised. He was a little busy recently, so he actually forgot about the kid. He hadn't seen the kid for half a month, so he didn't want to see him here.

"Why is he here?" Only then did Jiang Xuecheng think of the child.

Qi Xin was surprised, "Didn't I tell you?"

Jiang Xuecheng glared at him, "Did you say that?"

Qi Xin covered her head, "Forgot."

"It's like this. Do you remember the last time you scolded the child on the mobile phone? It was at that time that the child said that he didn't need resources and wanted to go to school. You said that all reasonable requirements were met, so I discussed it with Jin Sibo and followed Jin Sibo's instructions. The plan is to arrange for this child to go to school."

Qi Xin took a careful look at Jiang Xuecheng, "You disagree?"

Jiang Xuecheng pressed the center of his eyebrows, "Let him go."

"How's his grades?"

This time it was Qi Yu who answered, "It's okay."

Jiang Xuecheng paused, put down his hand and glanced at Qi Yu, but now he was a little surprised.You must know that Qi Yu is an elite among the elites that Jiang Xuecheng spent a lot of money to poach, and his resume can scare a group of top students to death.Jiang Xuecheng's think tank team is full of top academic masters and gods, and there are three in his team just for the top scorer in the college entrance examination.And Qi Yu is the top one among them, if he can get him to say that he is good, then it is definitely not as simple as good, and he should be quite right.

Jiang Xuecheng was a little surprised now, because of some well-known reasons, some artists in the entertainment industry did not have a high education and cultural level.This seems to be an inherent impression.

In the same way, Huo Kun debuted at a young age for many years, and even signed a contract with the company. In Jiang Xuecheng's subconscious mind, Huo Kun should also be the kind of scumbag who dropped out of school to work and enter the entertainment industry. He probably has no interest or talent in learning.

Later, after Jiang Xuecheng became interested in Huo Kun, he asked someone to look up Huo Kun's information. The information contained education background. Jiang Xuecheng didn't care at the time and just glanced at it. Now that he thinks about it, he only has a high school education and didn't go to college. , I didn't want this kid to dream of going to college, but he offered to go to school, and his grades were not bad.

Then why didn't he go to college?

Jiang Xuecheng didn't say much, just said: "Since he wants to learn, let him study hard, and use the resources he should have."

There was a row of benches outside the basketball court, and Jiang Xuecheng didn't leave. He put on his glasses and sat on the bench to watch the children play basketball.

The sunlight at four o'clock in the afternoon was still a little dazzling, Jiang Xuecheng sat there with his back to the light, and there were three or five people behind him.

Huo Kun is playing basketball with a few classmates, his movements are agile, his head is covered with a thin layer of sweat, the sun shines at four o'clock in the afternoon, the sweat is crystal clear, his muscles undulate during his movements, and his body is thin and beautiful. It caused a group of little girls on the opposite side to scream frequently.

Jiang Xuecheng's eyes were hidden behind the silver eyes, and the tip of his pink tongue licked his thin lips, what should I do, I want...

Huo Kun suddenly noticed a scorching gaze, and subconsciously looked back, only to see a group of people who were incompatible with the school environment on the other side of the barbed wire.

Wearing a neat suit, tie tightly, and shiny leather shoes, he sat casually on the bench outside the basketball court, not daring to get close to the dust.His skin is cold and white, and a pair of thin silver glasses with thin frames complements the thin silver chain on the tie clip. His demeanor is obviously abstinent and cold to the bone, but there is a kind of high-end beauty in his eyebrows and eyes, which can catch people from time to time. , The hook is itchy and uncomfortable.

He stretched his long legs and sat on a bench, as if sitting on a high-backed chair. Behind him were a few people in suits and leather shoes, who looked like a blind vampire in medieval legends.

Huo Kun couldn't help being a little distracted, he lost a ball in just a moment.

Teammate Lu Yuan bumped into him, "What are you looking at?"

Then he followed Hawkun's line of sight curiously, and the next moment, "Damn it."

Lu Yuan's eyeballs were about to pop out.

There is a net separation, because of the existence of one person, the opposite becomes another dream-like world.

This movement attracted the attention of other people, and they all followed. The ball was stopped, and there were rustling discussions on the court.

Seeing the child looking over, Jiang Xuecheng had seen enough, so he stood up, "Let's go."

Qi Xin and others followed, and a group of people disappeared, like a short dream.

Huo Kun withdrew his gaze, slapped the basketball twice, interrupting the discussion of the surrounding students,

Lu Yuan asked in surprise, "Who is it?"

Hawkun shot a three-pointer, "Whoever it is, hit your ball."

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