Chapter 562

Because of this, it is doomed that they will not meet each other this time.

ou Yuenan looks at the brand of Xianli middle school, and is very excited. If that had not happened, she would have entered this middle school.

The family was against her coming to Jiangcheng. After all, Nanjia was lucky to let them go safely.

"Ou Yuenan, your class is grade one (1) in senior high school. A teacher will take you to the class in a moment. Now smile and go to the dormitory to tidy up with me."

An hour later, ou Yuenan followed the teacher into the classroom.

There are not many students in each class of Xianli middle school. There are 30 more students and 25 less students. This is the best aristocratic school in Jiangcheng. The classroom is very large, and the teaching materials and equipment are excellent.

After a brief self introduction, the teacher arranged a seat for her.

"Ou Yuenan, you sit here for the time being."

The teacher arranged the third row by the window for her. She could see most of the scene of the school as soon as she turned around. She liked it very much.

After looking around the classroom, she found that there were two vacant positions in the class, one in the middle of the second row and the other in front of her.

The student's name and student number were pasted on the top right corner of her desk. She looked at the desk in front of her. The name was blocked, but the student number could still be seen.

(1) Class is originally elite class, student number is arranged according to the results of the entrance examination, she can see the number at the end of the number - 01.

She gave a smile.

The student who can be ranked first in the elite class of Xianli middle school must be extremely excellent. It can only be that the person doesn't seem to come, and I don't know what kind of person he is.

For no reason, she remembered nanjingqian.

I don't know how he is now. If he is here, the excellent first is his.

She received his porcelain doll, and it was because of this that she came here regardless of the opposition of her family.

The man said that the person who gave her the porcelain doll was Wen Zhihan, a student of Xianli middle school. She knew that it must have been given to her by Jing Qian.

I don't know what class that guy is in. I need to know after class.

There is no doubt that in this excellent environment, ou Yuenan is still dazzling. She is beautiful, polite and good at homework. Soon a boy came up to talk to her.

"Beauty, are you from Haicheng?"

"It's very nice of you to speak French. It's just a pity that our foreign language genius is not here. Otherwise, you can make a comparison. Ha ha, we haven't seen any students better than him. Those senior students in senior three don't speak as well as he does."

Ou Yuenan's eyes fell on the empty desk in front of her and asked, "is it him?"

"That's him. His name is Nan Jingqian. He is..."

Ouyuenan's eyelashes trembled. The pen in his hand fell on the textbook with a click. His name was Nan Jingqian, and his name was Nan Jingqian Nan Jingqian

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Two days later, I came in advance to get used to it, and I had to rehearse with the band.

Wen Zhihan's mother is a famous pianist and has a great reputation here, so many people know Wen Zhihan's identity and take a high look at him.

"Hello, Jingqian. In fact, I think this kind of performance is boring."

"Bored, are you coming?"

"I don't want to come. It's my mother who has to let me come. What I say will help me on this road in the future. In a word, my ears are cocooned."

Said, his body slightly back, "like me, depending on strength of people, even if not here, will also stand out?"

Jing Qian pick eyebrows, he knows the strength of Wen Zhihan, but also understand that he is not talking about it.

He began to learn the piano at the age of three, and passed the grade at the age of eight. It's very rare that this guy is very talented in music. He can't compare with him.

"According to Yang Xingyu, there was an exchange student in our class. Alas, the girl is very beautiful. Tut, it's a pity that she didn't like it."

Wen Zhihan is a chatter, keep saying, Jing Qian accompany him to wait for rehearsal.

Two outstanding boys stand together, it is really eye-catching, the girl here is generous, soon there are a few girls to give them contact information.

Wen Zhihan is very generous, with a big hand, he scattered his contact information.

Jing Qian slightly frowns, "sorry."

“……”

Two days later.

Wen Zhihan, as the only yellow man in it, won acclaim for his difficult symphonic transformation and magnificent melody.

After the competition, Wen Shaofan returned home first.

Before leaving, he threw a sentence to Nanlin Mo, "as long as you don't lack arms and short legs, you can practice as you like. It's just for next year's training and training, saving him every day's happiness, as if the world is invincible."

Wen Zhihan complains to Nanlin Mo, saying that he seems to have picked it upAs early as a few months ago, Lu yingbai arranged everything.

"Good boy, grow tall again." Lu yingbai comes to pick up the plane with a little bit.

Weiwei has been five years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, especially the amber eyes inherited from Lu yingbai, which is particularly good-looking.

They didn't see each other very much. At most, they met in the video. The last time they met was two years ago. At that time, they asked him to hold her. He was not in good health and didn't hold her.

Now, as if to make up for it, he bent down and held him up slightly.

"Everything has been arranged. You can take a day off today and fly directly to the Middle East tomorrow morning. It's an era of peace. There are basically no major events on my side, but there are some ups and downs there in recent days."

South to Mo lip corner to hook up a smile, asked, "real bullets?"

Lu Ying Bai Ao Jiao's glance at him, "that is, is not a real bullet, I'd like to take it out to entertain you?"

South facing Mo meaningful slant his eye, both hands copy pocket, fast pace to keep up with the son.

Lu yingbai is a little confused. What does this man mean?

In the Earl's castle.

Around is a child with a golden key born Wen Zhihan, see this so big castle, can't help but come out.

This is simply too imposing, too model, there are wood, ah, this is the real European aristocracy ah!

"Well, brother, you grew up here before you were three years old?"

Jingqian took a tiny hand, another hand to copy the pocket, nodded, "yes, from the time my mother was pregnant with me, until I was three years old, we lived with my godfather, but not often. Sometimes I would go back to the small house around the school with mummy."

"The little count."

The servants here have worked here for more than 20 years. They also took care of Jing Qian. Although they can't recognize it now, they know that this is the little count.

"Aunt Alice, long time no see."

Jing Qian gave a standard European aristocratic ceremony to a middle-aged woman, and it was hard to bend his lips.

"My God, the little count still remembers me!" The middle-aged woman covered her mouth in surprise.