The nanny car drove up to a stop near the school.

"Do you really need me to send you in?" Li Youzheng asked.

"No need," Song Xiyuan went to get his schoolbag, "I'm not an artist now, I'm a student now." ”

"Ah, whether it's an artist or a student, isn't it the first day today?"

Whether a person can do it or not, Li Youzheng is still a little worried.

"The nanny car is too exaggerated," Song Xiyuan said with a smile, "If it's an ordinary car, let my brother send it, at the school gate, get off the nanny car, for fear that others won't know that he is an artist, which will cause disgust." ”

"Then I'll drive you in a private car tomorrow."

"No need!" Song Xiyuan carried his schoolbag, "It's not far away, I've already checked the bus route." ”

"Ah, the bus ......"

"Isn't everyone on the bus?"

She usually takes the bus wherever she goes, but today is just going to school.

"......" Li Youzheng was silent, and he also realized that he was making a little fuss.

"Let's go!" Song Xiyuan opened the car door and went down, "I'll just go home by myself at night." ”

"Well, that ......" Li Youzheng felt that he still had something to explain, and after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't think of anything, so he finally had to advise, "If there is anything, remember to call me." ”

"Yes." Song Xiyuan straightened his school uniform and walked towards the school.

Today she came neither early nor late.

Most of the students come to school at this time.

Of course, someone recognized her.

Thanks to "Music Center".

"Could it be...... Are you Song Hee Won? ”

"Hello!"

As soon as he got out of the car, Song Xiyuan immediately put away his lazy posture in the car.

At this moment, she is a vigorous and energetic high school girl.

"Wow, you're so pretty!"

"You're even more beautiful than on TV!"

"Did you transfer here?"

"In which class?"

"Thank you," Song Xiyuan replied one by one with a good temper, "I transferred to the school on the first day today, and I was in the fourth class of the second grade. ”

Immediately, a cry of regret sounded: "Ah, different classes!" ”

Whether in school or outside school, there are indeed people who hate artists and the privileges that come with their status.

But more people are very friendly and curious.

On the first day of school, Song Xiyuan wanted to be as ordinary and low-key as possible.

Unfortunately, she walked into the teacher's office surrounded by students.

Worried about giving the teacher the impression of self-righteousness, she had to be more respectful and polite.

In the curiosity of the students, the first day of school was ushered in.

After a day of getting along, Song Xiyuan certainly didn't have time to understand all the classmates in the class, but she felt that her table mate was still good.

The main thing is that she is quiet enough not to come up and ask a lot of strange questions like everyone else, like: Are you and Shengli dating? Is Girls' Generation a disagreement within the team? Is there an idol smoking backstage? Is that who is not a bad character? And that who is not a mess of skin? And so on and so forth......

Song Xiyuan felt that there were a few questions that she still wanted to know.

However, it is quite tiring to deal with it like this.

"How does high school life feel?"

In the evening, Kim Jae-joong called to ask.

“…… It's a bit hard to keep up. Song Xiyuan told the truth.

Although I studied for it at the beginning of the school year, there were things I didn't understand at that time.

I wanted to ask the teacher today, but the classmates were so enthusiastic that she couldn't get out of it at all.

"I'm wondering," she said, sitting in front of her desk, holding her phone in one hand and her chin in the other, "if I should find a tutor." ”

"Ah," Kim Jae-joong laughed, "I'm really in a relationship with a high school student." ”

"Well, there's still a high school student with a goal."

"What goal?"

"Seoul is big."

"......" Kim Jae-joong was stunned for a moment, and then laughed louder.

"From your laughter, I can hear some unfriendly ......," Song Hee-won said pitifully.

"I'm sorry," he said, still with a smile in his voice, "I should say, come on!" ”

It's still insincere, but Song Xiyuan doesn't mind, who makes her have little confidence in herself.

She leaned on the table and explained, "Our president said that if I am admitted to Seoul National University, I will be reimbursed for my high school tuition. ”

"Whether you pass the test or not, I will reimburse you." Kim Jae-joong said with a smile.

"Really?"

"When did I lie to you."

"Brother, you're so nice!" Song Xiyuan instantly refreshed his spirits.

Sure enough, the president is the president, and the boyfriend is the boyfriend!

This is the gap, the gap!!

"Ah, isn't it good for me to be like this," but Kim Jae-joong suddenly regretted it, "I should give you some encouragement, right?" ”

"Enough people have inspired me!" Song Xiyuan smiled, "Brother, as long as you pamper me." ”

"Good ......" Kim Jae-joong laughed, but unfortunately as soon as he said this, he was interrupted by Shen Changming.

"Brother, I'm leaving."

Song Xiyuan on the other side of the phone also heard it, and she was a little regretful: "Are you leaving?" ”

"Hmm." Kim Jae-joong said, "I'll send you a message later." ”

I didn't call directly because I couldn't tell if she slept at that time.

"Okay......"

Song Xiyuan reluctantly hung up the phone and picked up the pen again.

Today, she did not attend the evening self-study hall at school.

It might be more efficient at home over there.

Even if there is a teacher who lectures, it seems that he understands or not......

She thought about it, and still sent a message to Li Youzheng, asking him to find a tutor for herself.

Parents are not here, this kind of thing can only trouble him.

In other words, if your parents are in ...... I guess it's also an encouragement, who made her dad graduate from Seoul University.

Song Xiyuan stared at the math workbook in front of him, I know you, do you know me, a little doubtful, did her father inherit such a thing as IQ to her?

The first day of school was very smooth, and on the second day, Li Youzheng did not insist on sending it again.

Song Xiyuan took the bus to school.

I also met several alumni wearing the same school uniform in the car.

However, outside the school, everyone is still more reserved, except for occasionally peeking at her, there is no other action.

However, as soon as she stepped onto campus, she was once again surrounded by the curiosity of the students.

In fact, Song Xiyuan is not very popular now, and his popularity in the school is high because of his good looks.

It's really beautiful, that kid.

spread so far and wide, everyone who heard it wanted to confirm and see if she was really that good-looking.

Song Xiyuan, who was surrounded in the middle, had no choice but to continue to smile and be patient.

Regarding this, Li Qixian also sent a text message to her yesterday: Everyone is just curious, and when the novelty is over for a while, I find that you are nothing special, and I will not always surround you.

Song Xiyuan hoped that the days when he was treated as a giant panda could pass sooner, but he couldn't help but refute: What is nothing special?

She's distinct, she's not mediocre from beginning to end, right?

But just the text on the mobile phone can see Li Qixian's faint disdain: Hmph, otherwise are you a Super Saiyan or Sailor Moon?

Well, Song Xiyuan can only say: you won.

"Morning!" Song Xiyuan finally touched the classroom and touched his seat surrounded by the crowd.

Her table mates arrived earlier than she did.

"Morning!" Kim Ye-na just responded lightly.

Her lukewarm attitude is exactly what Song Xiyuan wants.

Seriously, if she wasn't an artist, just an ordinary transfer student, then everyone should have this attitude towards her, right?

Thank God for giving her a normal tablemate.

Song Xiyuan put away his schoolbag and quickly integrated into the identity of a student: "Did you do your homework last night yesterday?" Lend me a copy of ...... Well, that, can you lend me a look? ”

"......" Kim Ye Na glanced at her and handed her the homework book, "What's the use of making up homework now, I have to test it today." ”

"Testing?" Song Xiyuan's mood was not beautiful in an instant.

One morning, Song Xiyuan was tested and tortured to death.

The bell rang for the end of the last class, and the whole person collapsed on the table.

"Have you eaten, Hee Won?" "Are you going to dinner, Hee Won?"

There were people asking all the time.

At this moment, Song Xiyuan is still quite proud, his popularity looks quite good.

But she rejected them all.

Jin Yina sorted out her textbooks, stood up, and glanced at Song Xiyuan before leaving: "You really don't eat?" ”

"Eat......" Song Xiyuan immediately stood up with her, "Let's go." ”

Jin Yina was a little puzzled: "Then why didn't you join them just now." ”

"Because I just want to have a good meal." Song Xiyuan sighed.

With those children, this noon is another 100,000 why!

"......" At this moment, Jin Yina still sympathized with her, "I said that you, your academic performance is not good, why did you come to school to suffer this crime." ”

...... "Do you want to be so straightforward, Song Xiyuan stroked his forehead, "Even if my grades are not good now, it doesn't mean that I will not be good in the future." ”

"Really?" Kim Ye Na didn't really believe it.

Song Xiyuan didn't explain again.

This kind of thing, it is useless to explain, it can only be proved with strength.

The two of them arrived at the cafeteria, and as soon as they sat down after eating, there was a sudden commotion at the door of the cafeteria.

"Oh, it's coming......" "So handsome!"

"What's wrong?" Song Xiyuan also glanced at it curiously, "Are there any artists in this school?" ”

I haven't heard of it before.

"Not an entertainer." Kim Ye-na raised her head and glanced in that direction, "It's just a boy." ”

"Boys?"

"Class 10, Park Chanlie, very handsome."

This explanation is straightforward and clear at a glance.

Song Xiyuan understood.

However, how handsome is very handsome?

With this greeting, she did not rush to withdraw her gaze.

In the crowd, the young man walked up and met her gaze at once.

Double eyelids, big eyes, very white skin, tall and tall.

is indeed very handsome, this is the conclusion that Song Xiyuan came to when he saw him for the first time.

Park Chanyeol also stared at Song Hee-won for a while, not curious, nor enthusiastic.

He didn't have any expression on his face, just pursed the corners of his mouth slightly.

Satisfying his curiosity, Song Xiyuan indifferently withdrew his gaze.

"However," Kim Ye-na also withdrew her gaze and added, "I heard that I am now a trainee of S.M. Company. ”

"There are so many beautiful children at S.M!" Song Xiyuan couldn't help but sigh.

Although this one doesn't seem very friendly.