Yan Xianjue's words were not an exaggeration.
Although Zhou Ye usually keeps a low profile, his identity as the only heir of the Zhou family is actually no less valuable than Yan Xianjue, the young master of the Yan family.
He is just more extroverted, and because they have known each other since childhood, he doesn't mind Yan Xianjue's occasionally arrogant personality, and he is not really Yan Xianjue's little follower.
Hearing his explanation, Shen Fangli couldn't help laughing out loud.
Because many people in the school really regarded Zhou Ye as Yan Xianjue's follower.
It was not until the last Zhou family graduation banquet that they realized they had missed out on such a high-quality stock.
Shen Fangli complained: "Isn't it because he always calls me Brother Yan, which creates a misconception for everyone."
Yan Xianjue raised his eyebrows and smiled.
"Zhou Ye doesn't have the nerve to fall in love at all, so it's useless for those people to think about it."
"The Zhou family has always had free love since Grandpa Zhou's generation."
Shen Fangli thought about it and it made sense.
But she still brought the topic back to the topic in a funny way: "Even so, you are the most important one."
Although they expressed different meanings, the similar words still made Yan Xianjue dazed for a moment.
Before his death, Xiaoyaozi also said that he was the most important person.
He hugged her in his arms and muttered, "I didn't know I was so important to you."
He covered himself up with a tone of pretending to be indifferent.
But how could Shen Fangli not feel his loss at that moment.
She hugged him back with both hands: "It's that important."
Then she suddenly said, "You seem to have lost weight."
Yan Xianjue tapped her back with his finger: "It's not that exaggerated. I've only been eating vegetarian food for a few days."
"Did you do that on purpose?" Shen Fangli asked, tilting her head.
Yan Xianjue shook his head: "I couldn't eat it, and besides, we were in the village at the time, so there was no opportunity to choose."
"Plus it was hot, so I felt sick whenever I ate. I feel much better after I came back."
Shen Fangli patted his arm comfortingly and said, "The old Taoist priest certainly doesn't want you to be so sad."
Yan Xianjue: "Maybe it's a little bit of transference. I miss my grandfather a little bit."
When they were on the grassland, Yan Xianjue told Shen Fangli the story of his grandfather being a star in the sky.
She said, "Can you find some time to visit your grandfather's grave?"
Yan Xianjue's mouth twitched, and he loosened his arms around Shen Fangli, letting her see his complicated expression: "Have you discussed this with my mother?"
Shen Fangli blinked in confusion: "What?"
Yan Xianjue complained, "I have to go."
"The paper figurine my mother prepared is a yellow peach monster."
Shen Fangli was even more confused: "What is that?"
Yan Xianjue took out a photo from his phone and showed it to her: "It's a yellow peach with arms, legs and eyes growing on it."
"When we were kids playing games, this was the monster my grandfather hated the most, because when it was this monster's turn, he always lost."
Shen Fangli: “…”
Are you sure I'm not kidding you?
Yan Xianjue muttered to himself, "I have to go before school starts. My second sister's annual leave is almost over, and she'll be going back to the institute soon."
Shen Fangli sighed a little reluctantly: “So fast.”
Yan Xianjue: "You have a good relationship with my second sister?"
Shen Fangli shook her head: "Not really, it's just that we often have discussions about the functions in the positioning software."
Yan Xianjue: “…”
He was a little speechless when talking about this. Now the software has changed the simple style of his second sister's painting into something he couldn't understand.
He bent his finger and flicked Shen Fangli's forehead: "You have led my second sister astray."
Look at the fancy painting style and the increasingly complex functions.
Shen Fangli chuckled: “Sister Yanshan doesn’t dislike it either.”
Yan Xianjue exposed the truth: "She was just killing time."
After all, his second sister's way of spending time has been so different since she was a child. She either reads books or does some small experiments, and she never goes out.
The wrap-up party was unremarkable, and Lei Xuan didn't come up with anything out of the ordinary.
But as the boss, Yan Xianjue couldn't help but be toasted a few times.
As soon as the two got in the car, Yan Xianjue threw two pieces of gum into his mouth and complained, "Forget about the lead actor, Lei Xuan and Yao Weiwan also joined in the fun."
Shen Fangli laughed out loud: "It's because you are in a good mood today."
At the beginning, no one dared to come and toast. After all, apart from the best actor and actress playing her parents, Lei Xuan almost all found actors with good acting skills but not famous.
When Yan Xianjue sat there, he gave people an aura that was to be admired from afar but not to be touched.
Until a few brave people plucked up the courage to come over and toast, and were not rejected by Yan Xianjue.
The situation is getting increasingly out of control.
Fortunately, no matter who toasted him, Yan Xianjue would just take a sip to be polite, so he didn't get drunk.
Yan Xianjue said as a matter of course: "They are all making money for me, so shouldn't I give them face?"
"My eldest brother told me that managers need to be able to control their subordinates, but they must also respect them."
"All they wanted was to make themselves known to me so I could approach them next time I had a script, but they didn't ask me to make any commitments, so there was no need for me to embarrass them in public."
The more Shen Fangli listened, the gentler her eyes became: "That's why so many people think that being familiar to you is much more valuable than going abroad to gain experience."
When the school started at Qianhai University, the correctness of Shen Fangli's words was fully verified.
On the last day of the registration period, Yan Xianjue finally completed a series of admission procedures with the company of his whole family.
Yan Xianjue stuffed the pile of things he had just received into Yan Ci's hands and said, "The class group said that there will be a class meeting later. You guys should go back first."
Mother Yan nodded in agreement: "Okay, you still have to send Lili off, so don't be late."
"No." Yan Xianjue said confidently.
Having experienced the three years of high school enrollment that were talked about with relish, Yan Xianjue was mentally prepared for this family trip.
Moreover, many families from the university came to see them off, and there were only a few more people from the Yan family.
Yan Yian handed the meal card he had just recharged to Yan Xianjue: "It's just 100,000. You can top up more if it's not enough."
"Is it so troublesome?" Yan Shan said.
The whole family looked at Yan Yian. He was not such a stingy person.
Yan Yian: “…”
Yan Yian explained dryly, "That's the upper limit."
Yan Xianjue thought it was okay. He put the card away and said, "One hundred thousand is not a small amount. It won't cost the school much."
After sending the whole family into the car, Yan Xianjue turned around and walked towards the class meeting place.
During this time, I received a call from Zhou Ye: "Haha, why hasn't Brother Yan arrived yet? Are you lost? Do you want me to pick you up?"
Yan Xianjue: "...Send me the location."
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