After breakfast, An Xin and An Xiangyu sat in the black Audi driven by the driver's uncle, and on the way, An Xiangyu finally couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked, "Sister, do you really want to break off the marriage contract with Brother Qianfan?" Didn't you always say that he wouldn't marry before, are you sure you won't regret it in the future? ”

An Xin looked at him and smiled, and asked rhetorically: "I know that you have a good relationship with Yi Qianfan, but with your understanding of him, if I really marry him, will I be happy?" If I fight him because I'm unhappy, who will you help? ”

An Xiangyu couldn't help but be dumbfounded, it is true that he has always had a good relationship with Yi Qianfan, so he also knows a lot about Yi Qianfan's inferiority that men will have. He himself still learned from Yi Qianfan that he likes to mess with flowers and grass, and before An Xin lost his memory, he always felt that she was not worthy of Yi Qianfan, so he always agreed with An Xin and Yi Qianfan to dissolve the marriage.

But the current situation is different, and An Xin is now completely like a different person. On Saturday night, Yi Qianfan specially asked him out. In the bar, he saw Yi Qianfan drunk like mud, and kept apologizing to him while drinking, saying that he was sorry for An Xin, and caused her to have a car accident.

also said that he later felt that something like this had happened, and he really didn't have the face to see An Xin, so he hid out. Yi Qianfan also kept begging him, asking him to help him say a few good words in front of An Xin, and said that he regretted it now and wanted to ask An Xin's forgiveness. The relationship between An Xiangyu and Yi Qianfan has always been very good, so he agreed to help him after a moment of relenting.

But now in this situation, Brother An secretly looked at his sister who was silently looking out the window. He could see that An Xin was completely cold and dead to Yi Qianfan this time. In order not to make his sister sad, he still decided that he could only be sorry for Brother Qianfan, who made him a good son and a good brother of others.

Back at school, An Xin found that the atmosphere in the entire campus was rather weird, there were many boys and girls pointing at her from a distance, and a few simply ran up to her and said something strange: "Senior Sister An, you are so powerful, you are our idol." ”

"Senior Sister An, can I ask you about calligraphy?"

"Senior Sister An, I adore you so much, write a few words and give them to me."

"I want it too, Senior Sister An, I will definitely frame your words and hang them on the wall." An Xin only felt that the black lines on her head were still framed and hung on the wall, so should she have three incense sticks in the morning and evening.

It's a pity that the excited younger brothers and sisters can't understand An Xin's bitter smile at the moment, they only care about expressing their love to their idols in their hearts enthusiastically.

There are also those who are a little more introverted and began to invite her to participate in what calligraphy club, Chinese painting club, dance club, performance club, etc., even Brother An couldn't stand it and said: "I said you people, my sister is a junior this year, and she will go to an internship next year, what club are you still pushing her into, is this necessary?" ”

There was really a thin man with glasses who looked like a hemp rod and said eloquently: "That's because we didn't know that Senior Sister An was such a versatile talent, if you want to say what is most important in the 21st century, of course, is talent." Now I know that Senior Sister An is one of the best talents in our school, and of course every club wants her. ”

Brother An resisted the urge to spurt blood and scolded in his heart: "Why didn't you people see your eyes two days ago, you used to hide as far away as you saw my sister, but now this swarm of bees all ran out, all of them were made by that word." It's a pity that Little Brother An, who is still indignant, doesn't remember himself a day ago, and as long as he sees the back of An Xin's head, he will hide as far as he wants.

An Xin saw that there were more and more people around, and there were gradually signs of traffic jams, and she even saw a few teachers also walking in this direction, so in a hurry, she stretched out her slender jade fingers and made a silent movement, and the surroundings really slowly quieted down.

At this time, An Xin said loudly: "I am very grateful to everyone for their love of me, but it is really not early now, the class is about to start, we can't affect the discipline of the whole school, so let's do it, after school today, from five o'clock to half past five, I will wait for everyone in the small electric classroom, if there is any request at that time, you will put it forward again, I will try my best to meet everyone's requirements, but I declare first, I will only give you this opportunity to make a request, after half past five, I will not make any response, Do you say it's good? ”

After a moment of silence, the people around him replied in unison, "Okay." Seeing that everyone agreed, An Xin said with satisfaction: "Then you can go to class now, I will also go back to the classroom." So the people around him dispersed.

Little Brother An secretly gave An Xin a thumbs up, An Xin smiled proudly, joking, when she and Tuan Qing led 200,000 sons around to fight, she was specifically responsible for boosting the morale and cheering of those soldiers, and now she uses this set to deal with these simple boys and girls, it is not easy to come by.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, An Xin really appeared in the small electric classroom, and the younger brothers and sisters who were waiting for a little nervousness let out a burst of cheers, and the sharp-eyed An Xin also found that in addition to a few gray-haired professors, there were a few of her classmates in this group.

Of course, the group of people gathered in the small electric classroom were attracted by the words she published in the newspaper, so most of the people asked for An Xin to give an inscription. At this time, the students of the calligraphy club prepared ink, brushes and neatly cut rice paper.

An Xin pursed her lips with some disgust, the pen is not the Zihao pen she is used to, ink, nor the Hui ink she is used to, but it can only be done like this. So she picked up the pen, dipped it in ink, and then with a big stroke of the pen, like flowing water, a few elegant and beautiful big characters jumped on the paper.

After I finished writing, there was silence all around, don't look at these students who are making a lot of fun today, in fact, it is also affected by media propaganda. Now An Xin really wrote it in front of them, but they were collectively dumbfounded, because they really couldn't evaluate it. So everyone focused their attention for help on an old man with gray hair and a thin body in the crowd.

An Xin saw that no one was silent, she couldn't help but feel a little weak, she hadn't touched the pen for two months, so in her own opinion, these words were a slightly failed work.

(I ask for a recommendation, I ask for a collection, and I ask for all kinds, and I please.) ）