Qin Zhoubai didn't quite understand what Qin Shuhe meant.

Qin Shuhe didn't say anything more, just raised his hand and touched his shaggy hair, and said, "You don't need to understand these now, just grow up well." ”

Qin Zhoubai let out an "oh".

Because that incident interrupted Qin Zhoubai's plan to buy a bag for Qin Shuhe, after the two of them ate.

Qin Zhoubai dragged Qin Shuhe to another house again.

"He He, you don't have to be polite to me, I'm very rich!"

Qin Zhoubai held his head high, full of pride.

Qin Shuhe didn't refuse Qin Zhoubai's kindness, but just chose a relatively cheap mobile phone bag.

"I also bought something for you, and it will be delivered to your house tomorrow, I hope you will like it~"

Qin Shuhe smiled with crooked eyebrows, but Qin Zhoubai was inexplicably a little more uneasy in his heart.

Until the next day, Qin Zhoubai received the express.

A set of customized limited edition figures, or a two-dimensional character that he likes very much, and a set of robot building blocks.

Qin Zhoubai happily ran back and forth in the villa three times.

After bombarding Qin Shuhe with news, he opened the last courier.

Then, Qin Zhoubai, who was only ten years old, experienced for the first time what it was like to fall from heaven to hell.

If just now he was in the clouds.

Then now he is in hell.

Eighteen layers of hell!

He sat down on the ground, his expression stunned, as if he had been hit by some terrible blow.

Qin Zhoubai's mother walked by him lightly, then paused for a moment, and then turned back.

"Huanggang Little Champion, Five-year High School Entrance Examination Three-year Simulation, Math Learning Questions, Chinese Exercises, English Exercises, ......"

Looking at her son's expression like being struck by thunder, Qin Zhoubai's mother patted him on the shoulder and said with emotion: "Xiaobai, don't let down Ah He's kindness~"

Qin Zhoubai endured and endured, but he still couldn't hold back, and howled: "I don't like Qin Shuhe anymore!" ”

"Smack-"

Qin Zhoubai's mother slapped him on the head and scolded: "What a howl, your family has been broken up by you." ”

"I think Ah He's gift is very good, and he deserves to be a top student who can score 645 points!"

Qin Zhoubai covered the back of his head, his face full of forbearance.

Qin Shuhe, on the other side, was going to reply to the message after receiving the news bombardment.

As a result, the message went out and received a red exclamation mark.

She was blackened by Qin Zhoubai.

"The stinky boy has a big temper."

……

Qin Shuhe's college banquet was held with great momentum.

Qin Yanjing feasted the entire upper circle of H City.

The banquet was held in a five-star hotel owned by Qin's Group, and the banquet venue occupied an entire floor.

Qin Yanjing specially invited the infield designer to design according to the style that Qin Shuhe liked, and invited the staff who arranged the venue to dry the venue within two days.

When Qin Yanjing was working overtime for Qin Shuhe's college banquet and personally following up on his busyness, Qin Shuhe was playing games at home as always.

It wasn't until the major luxury stores delivered the new dresses to his home that Qin Shuhe came out of the e-sports room and chose the dress.

The style of the dress is exquisite and luxurious, and every piece released is a valuable existence.

Qin Shuhe chose two sets of dresses, and discussed the makeup of the banquet with the makeup artist.

On the day of the banquet, Qin Shuhe got up early to dress up.

Yawning and yawning the whole time.

I thought to myself, I knew that I wouldn't hold this college banquet.

When Qin Shuhe took Qin Yanjing's arm to the banquet hall, he was really amazed when he looked at the layout inside.

With the blue starry sky as the theme, the layout and design of each place are extremely exquisite, like swimming in the galaxy, but without a sense of oppression, but extremely comfortable.

The banquet hall was already full.

All the gorgeous costumes are staggered, pushing the cups and changing the lamps.

When the door of the banquet hall was pushed open and Qin Shuhe appeared in front of everyone, there was a moment of silence in the hall.

Immediately, the sound of inhalation came and went.

Qin Shuhe wore a white floor-length skirt with a one-shoulder design, a circle of white roses inlaid with exquisite workmanship, and a pearl necklace around her neck like a swan.

The upper body outlines a slender waist, and the skirt extends downward, which is heavily designed, complicated and extravagant, but does not feel abrupt.

With her long hair curled into a princess's head and a priceless diamond-encrusted crown, she looks like a princess who came out of a painting in the Middle European Century.

When she walked on stage, she saw Huo Sijue standing next to Qin Zhiyu, she lifted the hem of her skirt and raised her lips slightly.

Huo Sijue was dressed in a well-cut black retro double-breasted suit, with a tassel collar pinned to the neckline, with a tall and arrogant figure and a calm and restrained temperament.

Even if he deliberately restrained, the momentum of his whole body could not be ignored, with that handsome face like a god.

Many people looked at him openly and secretly and guessed his identity.

And his gaze followed Qin Shuhe closely.

"Hello everyone, I'm Qin Shuhe, welcome to my college banquet in your busy schedule......"

After a brief speech, Qin Shuhe picked up the violin and gently rested it on his left shoulder.

She hadn't touched the violin since she wore a book.

The moment the bow was placed on the strings, Qin Shuhe seemed to remember his dream in a trance.

In the years when she was still in the good days of her life, she seemed to hold something up and laughed out loud, saying that she would definitely become a world-famous violinist in the future.

It's just that little figure, in the next few decades, farther and farther away from her, farther and farther away.

The soothing and elegant violin notes flow slowly.

After the song, Qin Shuhe stepped down.

Someone in the crowd whispered, "What kind of song is this, and why do you feel like you haven't heard it?" ”

"I haven't heard of it either."

"I don't know, but I feel so sad."

In the next link, there is nothing to do with the protagonist Qin Shuhe.

Qin Shuhe changed into a light dress, a champagne silver bandeau fishtail skirt, outlining a delicate body, which was a little more lazy than the nobility just now.

The crown was also replaced with a simple headdress.

Without the heavy crown on his head, Qin Shuhe felt that his head seemed to be a lot lighter.

"It's so beautiful today!"

Lin Fang bumped Qin Shuhe with his elbow and asked, "Why didn't I know you could play the violin?" ”

Qin Shuhe took a sip of champagne, and winked at her when he heard the words: "How about learning it temporarily, have you been fascinated by Miss Ben?" ”

"I don't know if I'm fascinated, but some people ......."

Lin Fang glanced at Qin Shuhe and motioned for her to look back.

As soon as Qin Shuhe turned around, he saw Song Lan standing at the back of the crowd.

Song Lan is dressed in a white suit, like a prince charming in a fairy tale, his appearance is as handsome as ever, but compared with the previous Qingjun, now his eyebrows are a little more gloomy.

He followed Ji Meiling's side, and she took him to meet and make friends with celebrities in H City.

The Song family is not as good as before, except for the interests that Qin Shuhe brought from the Song Group, the Song Group has been continuously suppressed and fallen by other forces.

Of course, the strongest strength comes from ......

Qin Shuhe's gaze swept around the crowd, and he easily found Huo Sijue, who was extremely conspicuous.

Huo Sijue was still followed by Mingjing, and the two were talking to Qin Zhiyu at this time.

As if sensing Qin Shuhe's gaze, Huo Sijue looked at it from afar and moved his lips slightly.

"Come right here."

Qin Shuhe understood and nodded slightly.

This scene naturally fell in Song Lan's eyes, his expression became more and more gloomy, and he lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Lin Fang's eyes were filled with gossip, and he said curiously: "Ah He, do you think Song Lan will regret it?" Regret choosing Ah Yun and abandoning you? ”