Chapter 11: The School of Aristocracy

"What if my brother runs out of money?"

Qin Luluo smiled, this beautiful smile was faintly mixed with a hint of pride, "Silly finch, your brother is richer than me." ”

The big eyes were puzzled, "Why, is my brother working and studying?"

"No, it's a scholarship. ”

"Are there a lot of scholarships at Royal Garden?"

"There are a lot of scholarships issued by the school, but the total is 1.8 million, and your brother and friends will soon disperse. His money is all ......"

Weisheng Rongmian was impatient, "Tsk, it's useless to tell her this, just shape her into a brainless nouveau riche." ”

"What do you mean by nouveau riche?" Li Quexin lay on the arm of the sofa and looked at him with bright eyes.

Weisheng Rongmian turned his head to look at her, and couldn't help but gently tap her head with his mobile phone and said aloud: "The nouveau riche just wants to listen to his brother, help his brother with his homework on time, and make trouble and be embarrassed, don't say who your brother is." ”

Li Quexin flattened his mouth, "You must be lying to me again......"

Qin Luluo couldn't help laughing, but she just glanced at her and didn't say anything in the end.

Wei Sheng Rongmian looked at her stupid appearance, became more and more energetic, stopped playing with her mobile phone, and threw it aside and pulled her braids again, "I said Li Soft, if you tie these two braids, you will regret it." ”

"Why?"

"There's no why, unless you like the nickname 'Little Village Girl'. ”

Li Que's face was timid, "Then I'll change to a high ponytail?"

"Not so good. In this way, you let the housekeeper take you to the hairdresser and perm your head, which is most in line with your nouveau riche status. ”

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Li Quexin still went to school with two thick and black braids, and she didn't let her go when she slept in the car, and her big hands kept clumping on her head. Although she dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, she kept shrinking and hiding to the side.

This girl is skillful, and she has the skill of weaving flower baskets, although she is braided every day, but she always changes the pattern of weaving. Chinese, French, ordinary, fancy, boxing, gothic......

He likes to knead, but he can't always knead it, which shows that her craftsmanship is refined.

When he was about to get to school, he stopped, seemed to think for a moment, and then said to her, "No matter how stupid you are, you have to remember my phone number." ”

"Remember, 177577......"

"Good. Repeat what I have told you. ”

"Remember to pick up my brother's homework at dinner every day, and remember to send it back at breakfast; don't be friends with girls with the surname Nan, don't talk to boys with the surname Weisheng; I don't know my brother, and I have nothing to do with the surname Weisheng......"

Qin Luluo on the co-pilot was stunned, but he didn't look back.

Weisheng Rongmian nodded with satisfaction, and when she got out of the car, she grabbed her who was just about to get out of the car, without a trace of joke in her eyes, "If you are bullied, don't cry, especially in the face of the surname Weisheng, don't shed a tear in front of them." Tears can't hold back and come to me, I'm going to help you beat them. ”

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In their world, in their time, Gumo City was the only imperial capital.

The Bai family has power, the micro-family has wealth, and the Nan family has beauty.

Li Quexin had just arrived, had nothing, and was trembling.

Less than five kilometers away from Royal High School, there is also a Royal Garden University, both of which are wholly owned by the Weisheng family and are well-known aristocratic schools in East Asia.

The first, second, and third years each occupy an entire series of buildings, and the layout and configuration of each series are not inferior to that of an ordinary university. The North Courtyard is divided into living areas, including dormitory buildings, restaurants, community areas, leisure areas, shopping plazas, etc., while the South Courtyard is a major teaching building, office building, a sports hall, an art building, a library, a laboratory building, etc.

Li Qixin had no doubt that if it weren't for the senior sister to lead the way, she wouldn't be able to find the classroom even if she wandered around until the next day.

Her hometown is in a small town in the water town south of the Yangtze River, called Chalu, where not to mention high-rise buildings, standing on the hill behind the teahouse, the whole town is in full view.

After thanking the senior sister who sent her over, she finally mustered up the courage and stepped into the classroom with her feet raised. There is no such exaggerated luxury, and compared to the spectacular outside, the classroom is a little low-key and ordinary.

Except for the large size and brand new desks and chairs, it is not much different from other high school classrooms. Of course, Li Quexin had never seen anything else, holding the schoolbag belt and looking up with a heart in hanging, there were already many students, and there were few empty seats.

The white school uniform is all the same, but what comes to the face is not the clean and fresh breath that should be there, but a variety of pride and self-confidence from the depths of the heart. Li Quexin, who has been transparent for fifteen years, has been baptized by such a strange gaze for the first time.

With a red face, she forced herself to open her legs and walk inside, desperately trying to find a suitable vacancy.

"Can't see me, can't see me......" she almost cried out in her heart.

Finally there was a vacant seat in the penultimate row, still leaning against the wall, it was simply an excellent hiding position for the little transparent, her steps were firmer, and there were still three steps, two steps, one step, and there were!

At this exciting moment, two overlapping legs suddenly fell on that empty seat.

Suit pants, it's a boy.

The girls are all knee-length skirts and small leather shoes with low heels.

After realizing that it was a boy, she didn't plan to look at his face, and her heart was crossed, and she planned to continue walking, but the owner of the legs suddenly opened her mouth.

"Classmate, there are vacancies here. ”

The air froze, robbing her of a moment's breath.

"Li Qixin, you are your brother's nouveau riche! You can't be cowardly!" she thought silently in her heart again, and for a moment, she gave herself false courage, and felt that she was really inspired.

Li Qixin raised her head and looked at his face. A face that is really ordinary compared to her brother, white and shiny, as white as the little grandson of her fourth grandfather's family who has albinism.

She didn't like this face, especially after receiving the handsome brainwashing of Weisheng Rongmian for half a month. But since that person has already spoken, Li Quexin can't pretend to be blind anymore. "May I sit? Thank you. ”

He didn't move, still very rudely occupying the seat with his legs, his eyes kept looking at her, "Yes." But answer me a few questions. ”

Before Li Qixin could agree, the man spoke again, "What's your surname?"

"My surname is Lee. ”

"Li ......" The boy seemed to be thinking about something, and seemed to be recalling something, "Who is your father?"

Li Que's heart tightened, and he knew what he meant.

But she didn't want to say anything, she didn't feel ashamed, but she just didn't want to say it.

"It doesn't matter who she is, the important thing is that I'm your father!" A soprano voice came from behind her, startling Li Que, who was thinking about it.