After a hurried breakfast, Moon Young-heng was pulled out of the door by Yoo Ji-min - the destination, Seongnam International School and Seongnam Middle School.

Because her parents and sister have to go to work today, and she can't see them when she comes home during the day, the girl decides to go out for a day first.

Just fulfill the promise in the contract to play with Wen Yingheng.

Though...... Now it's Wen Yingheng who accompanies her, but this kind of thing is a two-way street.

It doesn't matter who accompanies whom?

"Who is singing, warming the lonely ......"

The boy was reminiscing about the video he had recorded last night while humming the lyrics that were very appropriate.

Liu Zhimin frowned slightly: "Eh, this Chinese song is quite good, just listening to it a little bit makes people feel happy." ”

Not perceiving the real reason for the boy's happiness, the girl just pondered the melody of the song itself.

It's simple, it's the kind of genre that is easy to sing, and maybe it will become popular one day.

"Of course, it's a household name in China."

Widely known...... The girl raised her eyebrows: "There are 1.4 billion people in China, are you sure you are a household name?" ”

Liu Zhimin calculates the huge population and vast land area, can there really be a song that can be popular throughout China?

"Maybe not everyone can sing or say the name of the song, but as long as you hum it lightly, the other person will definitely react quickly and smile at you."

"Ahh Is that so? Yoo Jimin nodded and opened the music software: "What's the name of this song?" ”

"Eh, there's more to this band than just this song, can I just tell you the name of this legendary band?" The boy deliberately paused by turning the steering wheel, which aroused the girl's curiosity: "The legend of the phoenix." ”

"Ah...... It's really a very domineering name. The girl typed into the search box and silently added the songs to her favorites.

Although she has followed Ning Yizhuo to surf the Internet for many years, she is very familiar with many stalks in the simplified Chinese world, but the girl will lack a little fire after all......

It turns out that as long as you hear this song, the mood of the Chinese will improve? The girl has this secret in her heart, maybe she will use it one day?

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After reading the license plate, the barrier pole of Seongnam International School was quickly raised.

The girl blinked, her gaze repeatedly going back and forth between the guard room and Wen Yingheng.

When he went out this time, Wen Yingheng changed into his own black Phaeton.

Liu Zhimin rubbed the door handle of the car curiously: "Why does this car have the permission to enter Seongnam International?"

"This school has a stake in our family."

The girl opened her mouth slightly, and glanced at the scenery outside the window with a complicated expression.

Because it was an open day, there were many parents in the square, the runway, and the school building. Many of them were young parents who came to inspect the future school.

"How much is the tuition here?"

The girl furrowed her eyebrows slightly, trying to search for memories related to Jung So-yeon.

It's just that she and this Ernie have too many memories, and it will take a long, long time to pinpoint a certain segment.

"At that time, I was 40 million won per school year...... Of course, I don't have to pay tuition. ”

"Oh." The girl scratched her head, and a little unpleasantness flashed through her heart.

The family gap between the two people is really not ordinarily big...... If it weren't for Zheng Suyan Oni's family running a large supermarket, it is estimated that they would not be able to afford such a school.

It's just that this mood passed quickly...... Who made her a little rich woman now?

As a result, the originally restrained and unconfident eyes quickly changed, and the girl observed the people and things on campus very seriously in the car, quite a feeling of being inspected by a leader.

Looking at the same scenery, Wen Yingheng's mood is completely different.

Even if the other students are also from very good families, because they are the stepsons of the school trustees, they will be treated more favorably wherever they go.

It is difficult for people who are given special care to make new friends. Even in such a group of rich second generations or second generations of officials, if a student is very close to Wen Yingheng, it is always easy to be said to be a powerful person......

If it weren't for meeting Yoo Jimin, Moon Young-heng had no doubt that his personality would have turned bad......

Professor Wen said coldly: "In the future, the child must not be allowed to study in his own school. ”

"Hmm...... Huh?" The girl subconsciously responded, and then her face quickly turned red: "What, what child?"

"Do you want me to say it again?"

"You take advantage of me less!" The girl folded her hands on her chest, her eyes scanning the scenery outside in a panic.

The souvenir shop at Seongnam International School came into view.

After Moon Young-heng had secured the car, the girl took him by the hand and sped towards the souvenir shop, which contained something she really wanted.

For example, Seongnam International's school uniforms.

Many of the high schools on the peninsula are customized versions booked directly with large manufacturers, and the version and fabric look more decent, especially for schools with high fees like Seongnam International, and the school uniforms are even better.

Moreover, these school uniforms are sold not only to students in the school, but also to alumni, visitors, faculty and staff, etc.

That's why Liu Zhimin pulled Wen Yingheng and rushed to the school uniform area.

"How many years have you been graduating...... Professor Wen's cheeks were slightly hot, and he took a coat handed by the girl, the black blazer was the same as the one before the West, but now the boy looked more confident and sunny.

Yoo Jimin looked at him in his school uniform and nodded with satisfaction: "Hmm~ It looks pretty good." ”

"That's, after all, the foundation of people is here, what ...... to wear?"

"A man depends on his clothes, and his horse depends on his saddle." Koyanagi's Nike grinned to the side, stretched out his plain hand to arrange his collar, and his fingers slid slightly over the skin on his collarbone, leaving a warm touch.

This Yoo Jimin...... Poison your tongue every time.

As he was complaining in his heart, the girl in front of him suddenly stood on tiptoe, her eyes focused on his forehead, and her fingers gently fiddled, putting down the boy's bangs.

When I looked in the mirror again, I looked like a male high school student, except that there was a little bit of clarity and stupidity in my eyes.

"Wait for me!" Liu Zhimin picked up the women's school uniform and reminded Wen Yingheng: "By the way, you remember to change your pants, today the two of us are high school students from Seongnam International." ”

Yoo Jimin is very good at games, and his imagination is very rich, otherwise he would not have so many jokes and tricks in his head that far exceed the comprehension ability of his peers.

Regarding this point, Kim Min-chan, who was attacked by Yoo Jimin, has a lot to say.

The boy changed his clothes very quickly, and when Yoo Jimin was ready, Moon Young-heng finished paying and chatted with the owner of the souvenir shop for a while.

"Both of you are in good shape and temperament, in my opinion, you should be invited to shoot the pictorial for the school uniforms of Chengnan International."

The boss lowered his head with a smile, confirmed the amount received, and saw that Liu Zhimin was still holding the changed clothes, so he took the initiative to hand over a bag: "You two put the clothes in, and hold them in your hands." ”

Xiao Yanagi naturally took the bag, carefully folded the clothes and put them into the canvas bag, but it was Wen Yingheng, the old face was red, and after hesitating, the girl had already reported the clothes in his hand and repeated the previous steps.

"Won't I still have this garment in your closet? What else is there to be shy about? ”

The girl gave him a blank look, put the bag into Wen Yingheng's hand with her left hand, and then hugged his right hand from the bottom up.

"Liu ......" realized that it didn't seem good to say his full name directly, and the boy paused for a moment and changed his words: "Is this something that can be said outside?" ”

"Ahem, it's the twenty-first century, Mr. Wen."