Fancheng is the south gate of No. 1 Middle School.

The young master of the Han family looked at the glittering big characters of "Fancheng No. 1 Middle School" through the car window, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Four p.m., the principal's office.

Principal Sun's face was full of red light, either obvious or inconspicuous, all kinds of flattering Assistant Mo, and Assistant Mo was smiling and coping with ease.

Han Yi seemed to be accustomed to what was happening in front of him, leaning on the sofa in the corner alone, playing games with a headset on.

I don't know how many opponents I cried, Han Yi took off the headset and hung it around his neck.

"You guys, are you finished?" A cold voice interrupted the endless chatter.

Before the principal could react, Assistant Mo breathed a sigh of relief and went down the steps, "Principal Sun, come to Japan for a long time, come here first." Master Xiao Yi is waiting for class! ”

The principal should not be, "Good! I immediately arranged for someone to send Young Master Xiaoyi to the classroom. ”

When Director Sha of the second-year high school teaching office entered the door, he obviously felt that the aura in a certain direction was strong and the air conditioning was vigorous.

Before he could feel it carefully, Principal Sun spoke, "Director Sha, quickly send Young Master Xiaoyi to familiarize himself with the new classmates in the new class!" ”

Director Sha was puzzled: "Principal Sun, which young master Xiaoyi is in which new class?"

The principal hurriedly gave Director Sha a look, "Han Che, the only son of Han Che, a grand pianist and a lawyer Xu Jiaxu, Young Master Han Yi." Of course, arrange for Young Master Xiao Yi to enter the top ninth class! ”

Han Che and Xu Jia, the two celebrities, are in Fancheng, but they are afraid, and few people don't know.

Director Sha couldn't come back to his senses for a long time, and he really couldn't imagine that the biological sons of those two were now part of their school.

Over there, Han Yi's patience ran out and went out.

"Report." Han Yi's idle voice sounded at the door of Class 9.

This is an English test, and the whole class is struggling to write, and this abrupt and beautiful voice has attracted everyone's attention.

"Wow-" exclamations and gasps.

The English teacher on the podium was also stunned for a moment, and it wasn't until Han Yi snapped the door that the teacher remembered to ask him, "Is there something wrong with this classmate?" ”

Director Sha, who rushed over, hurriedly explained, "Teacher Zhang, this is Han Yi, a student who transferred from the school. From now on, I will be a member of Class 9. ”

Then there is a routine: new students introduce themselves and old students welcome them.

Director Sha smiled and looked at a girl leaning against the floor-to-ceiling window, "Jiang Xin, will you go and bring Han Yi's classmate and Xuegou back first?" No. 1 Middle School is at the forefront of high-tech and has popularized an electronic product that is only suitable for students to use in class, and the name is "and Xuegou".

Han Yi noticed the girl from the beginning - when he shouted the report, she was the only one in the class who didn't look up, it was too conspicuous, and it was difficult not to pay attention. Pretty new in the name?

Jiang Xin finally took the time to look this way, and then continued to write and draw on the scroll, without raising his head, "I'm very busy, let him go by himself, go out of the classroom and go downstairs to the second office on the right." ”

Han Yi: "......"

Director Sha: "......"

Class: Well, that's pretty good.

Teacher Zhang smiled heartily to break the obviously wrong atmosphere, "Classmate Han Yi, Jiang Xin is your class leader, and his personality is ...... Something special and not aimed at you. ”

Han Yi pulled the corners of his mouth meaninglessly, and went downstairs to get his things.

At half past five, the students after school walked sparsely, only the resident students were still in their respective seats, eating and eating, brushing the sea of questions, and playing with mobile phones.

Han Yi leaned back in his chair bored, turning his mobile phone in his hand, but his eyes were fixed in one direction.

The female squad leader, who heard that she was very busy, fell asleep on the table and slept soundly.

Scold.

There was a boy at the door of the classroom, poked his head out to glance at the current situation in the room, and then swaggered in.

"Your speed is really getting faster and faster, Jiang Lin."

The person who came was Jiang Xin's younger brother, one year younger than Jiang Xin, and was in his first year of high school.

Jiang Xin stood up and straightened her hair, and her slightly smiling gaze moved to Jiang Silly Brother Lin, who didn't expect her to be asleep at all.

Jiang Lin protested: "How can there be! Your brother is so good that it will take so long to be called by the teacher to educate him about love. Aren't you asleep, sister?"

Jiang Xin picked up his shoulder bag and walked out, "Well, I'm sleepwalking." ”

Jiang Lin: "......"

When the siblings returned home on bicycles, they were surprised that their parents, who were busy with their careers and the world of the two, were actually at home.

Jiang Yuan was sitting in the living room with a notebook office, and when he heard the sister and brother coming back, he didn't look back and said, "Xiaoxin, go and see if your mother has woken up." ”

"Not available." Jiang Xin dropped two words, threw down his schoolbag and went out.

The dimly lit bar is full of sexyly dressed men and women, holding drinks of various colors, sometimes dancing and sometimes toasting each other.

On the bar stool, Jiang Xinxuan propped his chin, and his eyes were always fixed on a stage, or rather, a person.

The man stood on a stage that belonged to him, his slender fingers brushing the guitar chords, accompaniment to his beautiful singing, his ears were full of noise, but his eyes were as gentle as if he didn't know it.

At the end of a song, it tickled the hearts of some girls. The man put away his guitar and took a seat at the bar.

The boss is very familiar with him, knows his habits and tastes, and mixes a glass of wine and pushes it to him.

A hand reached out next to him, intercepted his wine glass, and took a sip.

Jiang Xin smiled lightly, "It's not as good as it used to be." Are you still, Linsh?"

The crowd around me has been paying attention to this side, and I don't know who sneered: "It's boring to stalk."

Lin Shi looked over, and the man immediately fell silent.

"I think it tastes better than before. It's you, Jiang Xin, who can't compare to before. ”