St. Peter's Private Primary School, this school with a very flashy name and a flashy nature is a private aristocratic primary school that gathers the descendants of most of the country's political leaders and business tycoons. St. Peter's teaching hardware facilities are always at the forefront of educational science, with a first-class teaching team and a teaching method that focuses on the development of morality, intelligence, physical fitness, aesthetics and labor. Every year during the enrollment season, countless powerful parents are trying their best to spend a lot of money to get their children into this school-
Cultivate interpersonal networks, starting from babies.
The sun sets, and it is time to go home.
A long and shiny fleet of luxury cars began to line up at the school gate with armed security guards. The dedicated butlers got off the car in person and came to the school gate, which was still tightly closed at this time, looking inside through the railings, waiting for the young masters and princesses to appear in their sight.
With the ringing of the bell, the quiet campus finally regained its vitality! Under the teachers' instructions, the children carried their schoolbags and ran out of the classroom like happy birds.
In the campus full of laughter and joy, the sound of a little girl's intermittent sobbing was particularly prominent in the sand pit of the gymnasium. This was a little girl wearing a beautiful school uniform skirt. She had two ponytails and her long hair fell on the side of her face. She lowered her head, and her beautiful and delicate face wrinkled into a ball. When she kicked the sand in the sand pit with her branded children's shoes, the splashed sand flew onto the trouser leg of a boy's school uniform.
The little girl was stunned, and her beautiful face with tears on it was slightly raised in fear. The moment she saw the person coming, the frightened expression disappeared instantly. She pursed her lips and showed a very aggrieved expression.
Standing in front of the little girl was a boy of the same age as her. Although he was young, there was a playful smile on the corner of his lips. However, if you ignore this smile and observe carefully, you can tell from the beautiful, shining amber eyes and ink-black hair that this is definitely a boy who is more delicate than the girl in front of him.
"Xiao Yan, where did you go this afternoon!" The little girl pursed her lips, staring at the little boy in front of her with tearful eyes, and shouted aggrievedly, "I was pulled by the pigtails by Wang Zhixi from Class 3 again - last time you clearly said that you would not let others bully me!"
Standing in front of the little girl, the beautiful boy named Xiao Yan smiled unchanged, bent down slightly, and stretched out his hand like a little gangster to pinch the girl's chubby face: "Why are you crying, Lu Mingxi, good girl, don't cry, I didn't..."
Falling asleep on the rooftop this afternoon. Xiao Yan paused, then continued with a smile on his face: "The teacher called me to the office this afternoon, and I couldn't leave. Otherwise, how could Wang Zhixi, that little bastard, bully you?"
"I don't care, you don't keep your word!" The girl, whose face turned red the moment she was called "good girl", became excited. She stomped her feet hard, ignoring the splashing mud and sand, rubbed her wet eyes, and pouted pitifully, "I won't play with you! Xiao Yan! You bad guy!"
Lu Mingxi didn't see that when the mud and sand splashed on Xiao Yan's trouser legs, the boy frowned quickly-
When she raised her head, the beautiful boy in front of her had an unchanged doting smile on his face. Xiao Yan smiled and pulled the angry little girl's hand, coaxing her skillfully: "Okay, girl, don't be angry - tomorrow I will let Wang Zhixi kneel in front of you and kowtow to apologize to you..."
Lu Mingxi was stunned, and seemed to be quite tempted by this proposal. After hesitating for a long time, he said: "But they said that Wang Zhixi's father is in the underworld!"
When he heard the word "underworld", Xiao Yan's smile paused, but soon, he returned to his normal virtue -
"I'm afraid of him." Xiao Yan's gangster smile did not change, "Tell me, little princess, what do you want to forgive me? What do you want, just tell me!"
"No, I don't need anything."
Being called "little princess", a word that only parents can use nickname, Lu Mingxi's face was flushed like an apple under the setting sun, and Xiao Yan was very happy to see this. He thought about it, racking his brains to match the girl in front of him with the faces of other girls, and then he said slowly: "I heard from Aisha that you wanted the limited edition Barbie Fantasy Underwater World combination set before?"
Lu Mingxi exclaimed, his eyes widened: "That is a limited edition from Germany. I asked my dad to reserve it for me half a year in advance, but he still couldn't order it!"
"Okay, that thing will be placed on your table tomorrow," Xiao Yan smiled like a little gangster, and said neatly, "You can't see your combination set tomorrow, I kowtow to you and call you grandpa!"
As soon as Xiao Yan finished speaking, he was kissed on the face.
After a slight pause, the smile on the corner of the boy's lips became clearer. This overly mature smile appeared very inconsistently on the young face in front of him.
He glanced at Lu Mingxi beside him, who narrowed her eyes slightly. The little girl's eyelashes were long and curly, like a doll, and she seemed to be quite shy about what happened just now. Lu Mingxi suddenly shook off Xiao Yan's hand, jumped out of the sand pit, and waved to the boy who was still standing in the sand pit: "Then, see you tomorrow!" After saying that, without waiting for his answer, she picked up her school uniform skirt and ran away in a hurry. Xiao Yan watched the little girl's happy back disappear from his sight, and the smile on the corner of his lips gradually disappeared. At this time--"You are getting younger and younger, Xiao Yan, have you learned to play with sand after a long time?" A childish but unexpectedly indifferent voice sounded behind Xiao Yan. As if he knew who the person was by the voice, Xiao Yan curled the corners of his lips and turned around slowly, and looked into a pair of amber eyes that were exactly the same as his without any surprise. However, completely different from him, Xiao Yan's eyes always seemed to have an unintentional smile, while the boy in front of him had no expression on his face. He stood outside the sand pit, holding two backpacks in one hand, and looked at the boy in the sand pit expressionlessly.
The two boys looked the same, but their demeanor and expressions were completely different. They stared at each other for a while.
"Brother." Xiao Yan called happily.
Looking at the terrible thief smile on his brother's face gave him a headache. Xiao Yan showed a trace of impatience on his face, and raised his hands holding two backpacks: "Take your backpack away."
"It's not heavy, why are you so fierce." Xiao Yan walked over to take his own backpack, and casually put his arm around his brother's shoulder-
It was not surprising that he was thrown away.
Xiao Yan didn't care, but sneered, and walked unsteadily: "Why are you so kind to wait for me to go back together today?"
Surprisingly, when he heard this question, Xiao Yan, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped. Xiao Yan was stunned for a moment, and approached with some curiosity——
But he found that his brother, who had always been an iceberg, showed a little bit of tangled emotions today!
Under the setting sun, Xiao Yan's eyelashes were long and curly. This top student who the teacher was afraid would melt in his palm had a terrifying indifference in his eyes at this moment. He curled the corners of his lips sarcastically, and a disdainful expression appeared on his fair face. Xiao Yan turned around and glanced at his curious brother, and then said lightly: "Xiao Mo is here."
"——Huh?" As if he heard something new, Xiao Yan took a breath and widened his eyes, "That old man actually woke up!"
Calling a 25-year-old young man openly Old man...
Xiao Yan glanced at his brother helplessly: "I woke up. Xiao Qi called me during the first cooking class in the afternoon."
Xiao Yan frowned: "Why didn't I know?"
"Because you were sleeping on the rooftop."
"Sh ... Xiao Yan expressionlessly slapped away the claws covering his mouth, but his childish voice was flat and flat, "Got it."
Xiao Yan was relieved, and then he remembered that there seemed to be a bigger trouble in front of him. The little gangster smile on the corner of his mouth finally subsided a little. He finally realized that he had gone too far off the topic. There seemed to be something more urgent at the moment. Xiao Yan sighed and pulled his twin brother who was walking towards the school gate: "Then...what should we do now?"
Xiao Yan sighed helplessly, stopped, grabbed his brother's white chin with his little hand, pointed it in the direction of the school gate, and pulled it up: "Did you see the black car at the gate?"
"No," Xiao Yan said inarticulately with his chin pulled, "All fucking black The car is so bright that it hurts my eyes. What do you want me to see?"
"The third car on the left is a Land Rover." Xiao Yan let go of his brother's chin and glanced in the direction he pointed. When his eyes touched the man next to the car, who was wearing a neat suit and looking around with his hands in his pockets, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of the boy's lips, "The one leaning against a man - did you see it?"
"Oh, I saw it." Xiao Yan nodded stupidly, and his eyes swept back and forth on the man next to the car. Suddenly, he paused, widened his eyes and swept away the stinky virtue of the romantic little hooligan before, hissed, and the schoolbag in his hand almost fell to the ground. Xiao Yan frowned fiercely and cursed -
"Oh my god, isn't it our dad who is standing guard like a telephone pole next to the car? What is he doing there! "