[Yinglan] The world of rich people can't understand

But Xingmei's happiness only lasted for a few hours.

After the last physical education class, she changed into her school uniform and was stopped when she came out of the locker room.

The Hitachi brothers smiled brightly, their pointed canine teeth gleaming.

Xingmei stared at the homework in the hands of the two of them, and instantly had a bad feeling.

"Hey, May-sang has done a lot of research on us!"

Research?She is not a girl with eccentricities!

"Why don't you guess who of us is Guang and who is Xin, if you make a mistake, don't blame us for being unkind!"

"Who wants to play this game with you, how old is it, childish!" She didn't want to guess, she was never right, and there was a 50% chance that she had never been right!

"Then let's execute the punishment directly."

Xingmei gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and pointed casually: "You are the light."

"Congratulations May-sang, wrong answer."

Each of the brothers from Chang Luyuan held her by one hand, and slammed down the pile of homework books.

"Don't leave comments casually in our homework in the future."

"We'd think May-san was trying to tell us apart."

"Have a good time grading your homework."

The two walked farther and farther, and Xingmei stood there dumbfounded.

What is this?In Guang's homework book, she wrote "Unlimited Attack and Virtue", and in Xin's homework book, "Boundless Sense".

Hey, this is the truth!Why treat her so cruelly!

Looking down at the homework in her hand, Xingmei sighed, she is just a hard worker.

In order not to cause yesterday's accident, Xingmei had no choice but to go back to the office to deal with the pile of homework, and then tell Feng Jingye that she will check the information in the computer room.

By the time she finished her homework and finished her list, it was already six o'clock in the afternoon.

She stretched, thought for a while, took the list, and went to the third music classroom, where Chunfei should still be waiting for her.

Almost everyone in the PR department left. When Xingmei went up, she only saw Feng Jingye facing the laptop and didn't know what she was looking at.

"Student Feng, where's Chunfei?" She stepped forward and asked.

Feng Jingye pointed to a corner: "I'm practicing the waltz." Xingmei followed his fingers and looked over, and Chun Fei was indeed stepping on male steps and dancing to the music.

"By the way, the list has been drawn up." She took out the bound A4 paper from her schoolbag and handed it to Feng Jingye.

The boy closed the notebook, took a look at her, and then set his sights on the list.

He read very carefully, and the ballpoint pen occasionally left some short words.

The crystal chandelier on the ceiling emits bright brilliance, and the soft light lightly fills the entire classroom.The exquisite thin-legged round tables were scattered quietly, and there was no one around. There were still roses in the vases on the table, and each of them was delicate and bright with its head hanging slightly.The laughter of teenagers and girls seems to be still flowing in the air, but only the dance song "jugendtrumewaltz" can be heard carefully.

Xingmei looked at the boy with her chin propped on one hand, the light slid from his short black hair, from his shoulders, fell on his spotless buttons, fell on his slender fingers, and fell on the black and white words.For the first time, she noticed that his expression would be so focused, as if it was a very important existence to him.And he sat here tall and straight, like the master of this luxury.He was so lonely, there was only one person dancing in the corner in this empty classroom, but it had nothing to do with him...

"What are you looking at?"

"Ah!" Xingmei immediately came back to her senses, but the panic in her eyes hadn't subsided, "No, no, I didn't look at anything! I was just in a daze! That's right! Chunfei didn't tell me what she wanted to eat, Other than that, is everything else ok?"

She looked at Feng Jingye cautiously, the other's eyes were as deep as an ancient well, but there were waves floating under the moonlight.

Was it seen through?Damn it, if he knew that she was in a daze because she was staring at him, she would definitely be laughed at!

ah!ah!ah!Beauty misleads people!Beauty misleads people!Xingmei roared silently deep in her heart.

"Okay, there's no big problem. Thank you for your hard work. Xin didn't help you correct your homework at all today."

"Ah..." Xingmei looked at him slightly surprised, "How do you know?"

"Because I don't think you should keep me waiting here for so long." He rested his chin on his crossed fingers, "I think with your ability, I can get it before the job is over."

Xingmei opened her mouth wide, oh my god, who will explain to her what her ability is——

Correcting homework quickly?Prepare lessons quickly?Bankrupt in a day?make coffee……

"Forget it, you won't understand if you tell me." Feng Jingye put the list into the file bag, "It's getting late, hurry home." He paused, "In order not to be molested again, I I don't think the principal will pay you a second time."

"Hey..." She wanted to say that it was rare for him to be a gentleman just now, but he immediately poked her sore spot. You can't be so unkind!She stared at Feng Jingye's smiling face, and was speechless for a moment, forget it, he was right.

"Chunfei—let's go home together!" She turned her head and shouted.

The girl Chun Fei stopped dancing and gave her a big smile back: "Here we come."

The music stopped, the lights went out, the door closed, and only the flowers in the third music classroom were still breathing quietly.

Step by step down the steps, three people, two kinds of footsteps, dull and low.

Chun Fei suddenly turned sideways, her big eyes swept between Xingmei and Feng Jingye.

"What's wrong?" Xingmei asked.

Chunfei shook her head.

The driver of Feng's family has been waiting at the school gate for a long time, so Xingmei Chunfei said goodbye to Feng Jingye.

Seeing the boy leaning into the car, Xingmei hesitated to speak, but she finally spoke: "Student Feng, wait a minute."

Feng Jingye turned her head and looked at her with some doubts.

"Well, it's not really a very special thing. I just think that Feng must be very, very concerned about the public relations department! Although I am the instructor, I really don't understand anything. You don't need it at all. If you care about my advice because of my identity, I mean, you can rest assured that I will not interfere. Alas, I don’t know how to express it. In short, please treat me as an outsider. Of course, if there is What needs me to do, I will never refuse." Xingmei said vowedly.

There was a long silence after that, the light in the car blurred the boy's expression, Xingmei couldn't see anything.

"Anyway, that's it. Goodbye, Feng."

"Goodbye senior."

Feng Jingye's gaze has been watching the two gradually go away.

"Master? Is that the girl from last time?"

"Which time?"

"It was the last time I went to pick you up and met her asking you the way."

"Oh, let's drive, Uncle Yamamoto."

The scene at that time flashed through Feng Jingye's mind. The girl was wearing a white turtleneck sweater, a loose brown cotton coat, or dark brown, and dark jeans wrapped her legs straight. She was wearing sneakers or It was snow boots. He only remembered that when she walked beside him in three steps and two steps, there were shallow footsteps.

Her face was flushed red from the cold, and her eyes were particularly bright the moment she looked at her. She said: "could you please have a strong London accent mixed with a little girlish lightness."

He found nothing at the time.

But now, those forgotten details that should have been blurred are becoming clearer little by little.

He rubbed his forehead.

Why is he always being seen through by fools?

Huan is the stupidest so she sees the most thoroughly. Wuyue is not hopelessly stupid, so she sees the tip of the iceberg?

What a ridiculous conclusion.

He looked at the bright neon lights outside the car window, and his dark purple eyes were shining brightly.

He is not a prostitute, and she is not an outsider.

When discussing the ball, those guys also accepted her, but she didn't know it yet.

Sure enough, a fool.

But he suddenly had a little expectation.