I was reborn as my own white moonlight

With the 100 million in hand, he can invest to make money before starting a company. Without money, it is difficult to move forward. Hua Yan hopes that he can walk on the path he wants under his protection.

The university was forced to choose a major that I didn't like, just because my brother didn't want to inherit the family business, so I chose him as the heir for the second time.

When everyone talked about Luo Jin, what they lamented the most was his ability to lead the Luo Group to a higher level, and they all expressed successors.

Fighting openly and secretly is indispensable in the mall, and I seem to have become one of them, and I can no longer draw pictures full of aura.

Hua Yan turned on the computer and bought the stock of Bank of China. This is a stock that no one is optimistic about. It has been flying green for a long time, but who knows that it will rise all the way in a few days.

After buying a few stocks here and there, Hua Yan turned off the computer and found a piece of underwear that he hadn't worn. He was not in the habit of wearing other people's underwear.

After taking a bath, Hua Yan went to bed early.

In the early morning, the sky was slightly bright, and a few gray birds flew across the sky, landed firmly on the wires, and chirped.

When Hua Yan was sleeping, as long as there was a little sound, he could no longer fall asleep.

After throwing off the quilt and changing the pajamas into the school uniform, he left the bedroom and smelled the fragrance of millet porridge.

Hua Meiming, who came out with a pot of porridge, suddenly saw Hua Yan who got up at six o'clock, and felt the sun rising from the west: "Yo, you got up so early?"

"Yeah." Hua Yan replied coldly, ran downstairs to buy new cups, toothbrushes and towels at a nearby store, and went home to brush her teeth and wash her face.

Seeing this scene, Hua Meiming curled her lips: "Pretentious."

Hua Yan turned a deaf ear and went about her own business, pretending that she didn't exist, and served a bowl of porridge with some pickles.

After eating breakfast, Hua's mother came out of the bedroom. When she saw her son sitting on the table eating breakfast, her sleepiness disappeared without a trace. "Yanyan got up so early today?"

"I woke up when I couldn't fall asleep." Hua Yan finished the last mouthful of porridge.

"Did this damn girl bother you?" Mother Hua said as she stretched out her hand to pinch Hua Meiming.

Hua Meiming hissed lightly, perhaps because she was used to Hua's mother's beating and scolding, she didn't even frown, and concentrated on eating her breakfast.

Hua Yan disagreed with Hua's mother's idea of ​​patriarchal patriarchy. He couldn't do it while watching Hua Meiming being beaten.

"It's none of her business whether I sleep or not! After you beat her, who will do the dishes?" Hua Yan put the bowl on the table with a bang, shocking Mother Hua.

"She dares!" Mother Hua raised her voice.

"Can you stop arguing in front of me every day? Do you know how annoying I am?" Hua Yan is not a good person, he just helped her a little for the sake of today's breakfast.

Although this gang is insignificant to Huameiming.

"I'm full." Hua Yan got up and picked up the schoolbag hanging behind the chair and left.

Huameiming snorted disdainfully, cleaned up the dishes and washed the dishes.

From the direction of home to school, Hua Yan really didn't know how to go. He turned on the navigation to locate the school, and the distance of more than ten kilometers could only be taken by bus.

I got in the car and put coins, and randomly found a seat by the window to sit down. I was wearing my school uniform, but I didn't look like a student.

The vitality of the students can't be seen in him, the sharpness of the body is smooth, and the eyes that look at people are unconsciously a little sharp.

It was almost eight o'clock when I arrived at school, and there were still more than ten minutes before the morning reading, but Hua Yan had already forgotten where her class was.

There were only a few scattered people on the vast playground, Hua Yan followed the general memory and found the class by stepping on it.

As soon as I entered the door, the students who were sitting in the seats and preparing for morning reading were shocked.

Didn't you mean Hua Yan's plane yesterday?Calculating the time, people should already be abroad, why did they still show up at school?

The teacher on the podium couldn't shake them, and after a while, the class was full of noise.

"Didn't Hua Yan go abroad? Why didn't he go again? Did something happen?"

"I don't know! But I haven't seen you for a few days, Hua Yan has changed a lot, he looks a lot calmer, and he is getting more and more handsome."

"I know how to look at people with my nose all day long, thinking that he will never see him again when he goes abroad. Who knows that he will come back again. I feel uncomfortable thinking that I will have to face his face in the next two years."

"Yeah, I know how to pretend in front of others, so those girls can't see his true face."

Most of the boys in the class don't like Hua Yan, who would like someone who looks at people with their nostrils all the time, girls like him only because of his good-looking face.

Hua Yan ignored them and sat in the last row where no one was sitting, glanced at the Chinese books on their desks, opened their schoolbags, took out the books and put them on the desk.

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

After a second of silence, it became louder.

The Chinese teacher couldn't bear it anymore, knocked on the blackboard vigorously and shouted: "Do you think this is a vegetable market? You like chatting so much? I didn't see you talking so much when I was studying in the morning?"

"It doesn't matter to you whether people go abroad or not? You are the aunts of the vegetable market? Then gossip, you don't have to go to school, go directly to sell vegetables and gossip with the aunts every day, okay?"

The students in the audience lowered their heads and did not dare to speak, allowing the teacher to criticize them.

"Aren't you very good? Why don't you talk?" The Chinese teacher opened the textbook, "Turn to page 138, memorize the classical Chinese passages on it, and do random checks in the first class in the afternoon."

"How can such a short time be enough!"

"Teacher, please give me some more time. You also know that classical Chinese is difficult to memorize."

"Yeah! Why don't we check again the day after tomorrow?"

"It's a beautiful idea. If you can't memorize it, just copy it ten times. This matter is not negotiable." The Chinese teacher was not moved by the entreaties of the students.

After a while of wailing, there was another kind of noise in the class, everyone memorized their own classical Chinese, mixed together, it was really like selling vegetables in a vegetable market.

The Chinese teacher sat on a chair and watched them.

After Luo Jin was arrested for being late for school, the office faced Teacher Liu's earnest criticism and education.

It's not a big deal to just lean against the wall and listen to him.

Luo Jin is the most distressing student of Mr. Liu. You can say that his grades are the first in the whole grade, and playing truant is also the most troublesome, and his hair.

Take a look at the eyes and look at the flowers and plants to make your eyes more seductive, it is too hot for your eyes.

"You trim your chicken coop within this week. If I see you like this again next week, I will definitely call your parents."

"Oh." Luo Jin didn't take Teacher Liu's words seriously, and his parents would not care about him, "It's okay, I'll go first."

"Go." Teacher Liu waved his hand.

As soon as he came out of the office and turned on his mobile phone, five or six people sent him messages, which probably meant that Hua Yan would not go abroad.

Her intuition told Luo Jin that what they said was a lie, but she still had a glimmer of hope.

It's been a long time since Hua Yan graduated, and he almost forgot the texts he had memorized in his textbooks, and he couldn't get back the feeling of studying in the past, so he stared out the window in a daze.

Luo Jin stared at Hua Yan obsessively, the orange light cast a filter on him, his frosty brows and eyes seemed to melt ice and snow, adding a bit of gentleness inexplicably.

As a bastard in the class, no matter how good his academic performance is, he will be considered hopeless.

The moment Hua Yan turned his head, he saw Luo Jin standing outside the corridor peeping at him through the window.

The curly hair like a chicken coop was dyed red, and the pure white school uniform was covered with exquisite pictures of beauties, and the black and white eyes were as clear as a spring, looking to the end at a glance.

Hair and people are two extremes, Hua Yan opened his mouth slightly, and couldn't believe that the people outside were him.

No matter how good-looking he was, he couldn't stand being spoiled like this by himself, Hua Yan turned his eyes away and looked at the scenery downstairs to wash his eyes.

He used to be a non-mainstream?

After Luo Jin really saw Hua Yan, the corners of her mouth couldn't restrain her joy, because Hua Yan was sitting at the same table as him.

"Hua Yan, I heard that you are not going abroad anymore?" Luo Jin sneaked into the class through the back door, and the Chinese teacher saw it and pretended not to see it.

Hua Yan was really intimidated by Luo Jin's hairstyle, and he only felt that he lost one day of life at a glance, especially since he was so close.

"I don't want to go, I will pay you back your 100 million next month." Hua Yan looked at Luo Jin's appearance for a long time, but still accepted her incompetence.

"You don't have to pay it back, it's a gift for you." Luo Jin held his flushed face in both hands, and couldn't help poking the flesh on his face with his fingers.

He didn't blush when he saw Hua Yan before, what happened this time?

Did Hua Yan look like this before?The eyes are deep and charming, and the youthful aura is mixed with unique charm. The spirit of the whole person is different from before. In the past, I only thought it was good-looking, but now it is not just that simple.

Hua Yan asked: "Why?"

"You're good-looking, but..." Luo Jin made a small distance between her thumb and index finger, "You're a little worse than me."

Leaving aside the terrible hair, Luo Jin's appearance is first-class, full of vigor and vigor, the youth is full of vigor, and his eyes are shining brightly.

"Indeed." Hua Yan also thought that she was very good-looking, and no one else could match her.

"But if you can change the hairstyle on your head, maybe it will look better." Hua Yan sincerely suggested.

Luo Jin propped her chin with her hands, and her baby fat face was more round and cute. The fiery red curly hair may be ugly on other people's heads, but it added a touch of cuteness to his head.

"You are the first person to ask me to change my hairstyle." Luo Jin's eyes widened and she said sweetly, "You are so kind."

If Luo Jin was pretending to be cute, Hua Yan didn't think it was cute, and even wanted to pat his heart. Everything in front of him was too horrifying, and he couldn't accept it.

Can Hua Yan remember that he is so sweet?

Neither of them noticed Mr. Liu standing quietly behind them.

"Are you sure he is the first person to ask you to cut your hair?" Teacher Liu appeared on Luo Jin's back mysteriously, patted his shoulder with a wide palm, and said grimly, "Isn't the teacher not a human being?" ?”

"Fuck." Luo Jin jumped onto the table in fright, "Old man Liu, when did you come?"

"Hello, Teacher Liu." Hua Yan tried his best to hold back his laughter, he was afraid that Luo Jin would want to get into the cracks in the ground if he laughed out loud.

Teacher Liu said without changing his face: "When you are deeply affectionate."

Hua Yan underestimated his thick skin, not only did he not show any shyness on his face, but he also put his hands on his shoulders and said: "Then you are wrong, I am not only passionate with him, but also~"

With a snap, he kissed him on the right cheek in front of the teacher.