Tomorrow is 515, the anniversary of the www.biquge.info of Biqu Pavilion, the day with the most benefits. In addition to the gift bag and school bag, this time the 515 red envelope must be turned over, how can the red envelope not be robbed, set the alarm clock high~

The night is quiet, and the sky is full of stars.

Han Jae-seok returned to his familiar room, looking out at the night through the half-open window.

Under the night sky, the steely city of Seoul, scattered lights, Han Jae-seok took a breath of the air in the city, although it was not as fresh as Sokcho, but it was also a little intoxicating.

The pollution of the city in 98 years is far less severe than that of later generations, and when a piece of clean air becomes a luxury in the future, Han Jae-seok feels that it is sometimes good to stay like this.

Beside him, in this small room, on the small bed, Lin Yun'er was dressed in lilac pajamas, holding the two dolls he had given before and the two dolls he was giving now, and fell asleep quietly.

Thin lips, long black hair, fair skin, and good-looking fawn-like eyes make Lin Yun'er look well-behaved and lovely in her sleep.

Han Jae-seok looked at her, but he remembered another petite figure for no reason, he had just come back, and he had only been separated from Xiaobai for a few days, and he would suddenly shout Xiaobai when he was unconscious.

However, when he turned around, it was often empty, and there was no longer that petite figure.

Han Jae-seok sighed, this is normal, he thinks that he is not a hard-hearted person, and subconsciously keeps worrying about Xiaobai because he has always regarded her as a sister. The more you give affection, the more difficult the separation, all of which can only be smoothed by time, and time can heal many things, including feelings.

The sky will be bright. Han Jae-seok got up very early, took Lin Yuna to the park for morning exercises, bought breakfast, and then returned home and woke up Lin Jixuan and Lin Yunzhen.

Everyone said hello last night. Today is another busy day, and after everyone left, Han Jae-seok was left in the room.

Han Jae-seok looked at the empty house, turned around and walked out of the yard, got on the bus, and walked in the direction of Seoul Art High School.

It's the rush hour for school and work, and Han Jae-seok is in the midst of the bustling crowd, and although he feels crowded, he feels a little fulfilled for no reason. He couldn't remember the last time he took the bus.

The crowd began to decrease after the bus passed through a few stops, and the rest of the people were some students in autumn uniforms, who were either holding books alone, reviewing their homework in their places, or gathering in groups to discuss something, the occasional cheers and shouts made the others frown unconsciously, and some boys without seats glanced at the girl reading by the window. It seems that I want to get acquainted with each other, but in the end I still don't have the courage.

Han Jae-seok sat at the back of the car. Quietly looked at this qiē and let out a knowing smile.

The car arrived at Seoul Art High School, and Han Jae-seok got out of the car and walked slowly towards the school gate.

The students bustled towards the door, and there were also a few teachers in professional uniforms talking and following the students to go in together, and Han Jae-seok was not wearing a school uniform. I didn't wear a job uniform, which looked a little abrupt.

Han Jae-seok didn't care, he didn't come to Ben to take a class today, just to take a look at the girl he was supposed to see.

Follow the cobbled roads. Walking through a green grass, on the main campus road where autumn leaves flutter like catkins, Han Jae-seok came to Class 2 of the Department of Practical Music, but there was no Kwon Bao'er in it.

He turned around and came to Class 1.

The crowd in Class 1 was originally fighting, some were reading, some were chasing, and the sound of frolicking and laughter was endless, but the moment Han Jae-seok entered the door of the classroom, the classroom suddenly fell silent, and then it exploded like a ripple brought by a stone falling into a lake.

Several familiar figures rushed towards him, and the first one was the slightly chubby figure, Li Haoyang.

Then there was the tiger-headed Seo Myung-woo, the bitter-faced Han Sung-taek, the humble Park Jung-tae, and the petite and delicate Jung Chae-eun, and the crowd began to inquire about Han Jae-seok's departure from school, and it was noisy for a while.

After greeting everyone, Li Haoyang pulled Han Jae-seok aside and punched him in the shoulder: "How is it, is the shooting itinerary still smooth?"

Han Jae-seok nodded: "It will start broadcasting on Monday and Tuesday next week."

Li Haoyang was surprised, chatted with Han Jae-seok for a while, and seeing that class was about to start, Han Jae-seok wanted to get up and say goodbye, at this time Li Haoyang suddenly said: "Your family Bao'er, a lot of people have been pursuing it recently, you have to pay attention to it." ”

Han Jae-seok was stunned, nodded at him, and walked out of the classroom.

Kwon Bo-a'er is pursued by many people? This is also the original meaning, Kwon Bo-a's appearance, temperament, and talent, are first-class in the entire Seoul Art High School, and they also belong to the people of the year, he Han Jae-seok doesn't think that he and Kwon Bo-a'er are so changeable in school, they can discourage suitors, and many times in this world it is always the more people pursue things, the more valuable they seem.

After walking a few steps down the corridor, Han Jae-seok's gaze suddenly began to focus.

Through the low protective wall in the corridor, Han Jae-seok raised his eyes and saw that in the square of the campus, next to the grassy road, two people, a man and a woman, walked side by side.

The male is about 1.75 meters tall and looks quite handsome, and the female is cold and beautiful, with a little indifference, which is exactly the power treasure that Han Jae-seok is looking for.

Quan Bao'er walked slowly, and Park Jin next to him caught up and said, "Quan Bao'er xi"

Kwon Bo-a stopped and looked at Park Jin.

Park Jin looked at Quan Bao'er, Quan Bao'er's face was a little dizzy, even if he was usually admired in the ball game, grade or trainee, and belonged to the focus of screams, but with the cold Quan Bao'er, her face and temperament can give her an illusion that is difficult to see, look at her for two or three seconds, the frequency of her heartbeat will be chaotic, and even when talking to her, there is an inferiority complex born out of nowhere. Even a "battle-hardened" person like him is like this, and you can know that others are even more unbearable.

This makes Park Jin a little proud, but a little mixed with a sense of self-shame makes Park Jin have an urge to pick this girl, to make himself not afraid of one thing, the best way is to conquer, conquer this girl, I am afraid this is a big event as magnificent as conquering the college entrance examination.

For this point, he has an innate advantage, his mother has already looked at Quan Bao'er with the eyes of her future daughter-in-law, and his strict father actually agreed to his relationship with Quan Bao'er for the first time, and he has already hinted to himself that he doesn't know how many times in the future, if his daughter-in-law is not Quan Bao'er, they will be very disappointed in him, and Quan Bao'er's parents are also quite close to his own family, otherwise it is almost impossible for him to reach such a close Cheng dù with Quan Bao'er.

"What's the matter?"

is still that kind of faint tone, which almost made Park Jinai crazy, and hurriedly said, "Actually, it's nothing, it's just that the class wants us to prepare, next week's blackboard newspaper is the two of us, how can we do it to the level, or let's share the information, in view of the difficulty of finding employment for Korean art students, I plan to report on the employment of these students with the title of 'All Roads Lead to Rome', and I hope to bless the school, believe that the green leaves I threw will add a lot of color to your theme." ”

Quan Bao'er nodded, "Whatever." Anything else?"

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