"Xi Gui is a high-end private brand with a history of nearly two hundred years. The first spokesperson was said to be a big name in national scientific research, codenamed 'CY,' which was fifty years ago. At that time, no video was filmed, only a photo was taken. And it was only a back view, so we never saw the spokesperson's face. But even the back view was incredibly handsome. I'll find the picture for you later."
After explaining the situation to Wu Yue, Zhou Yunwei immediately steered the conversation back to Cheng Pingxi. "Yueyue, listen to me. Then, we went to the official Weibo account and praised them for their excellent taste. Hehe, don't you think we're Cheng's lucky stars? We dealt with that disgusting guy yesterday, and today good luck came knocking."
"Um……"
To some extent, if Yunwei hadn't gotten up and splashed water, and if the subsequent series of actions hadn't happened, Yan Xiaoyu might not have thought of giving the role of Xi Gui's spokesperson to her brother.
"Yes, you are a lucky star."
Wu Yue smiled, then her gaze fell on Song Wenzhi, who was carrying only a schoolbag, and she paused for a moment.
Noticing that Wu Yue was looking behind her, Zhou Yunwei mistakenly thought that Yan Chiyu had arrived, so she quickly stood up and turned around to face Song Wenzhi, who had two tufts of hair sticking up.
Where is the push team?
[Vivi's grades are similar to Mosquito's; I feel like they could go to the same university.]
Her hands, which were placed at her sides, tightened involuntarily, and she turned her face away awkwardly.
Song Wenzhi yawned with his eyes half-closed, quickly composed himself, and greeted them with a smile: "Good morning, fairies."
"morning."
Zhou Yunwei walked past Song Wenzhi with her head down.
Song Wenzhi looked at Wu Yue with innocent-looking eyes. Wu Yue blinked in response but didn't say anything.
She rested her chin on her hand, staring thoughtfully at Zhou Yunwei's profile, recalling the unfinished words from the phone call.
[After Zhou Xiangdai left, I'm all alone in the Zhou family now...]
What Yunwei meant by the second half of her sentence was perhaps this: A family of Zhou's status cannot escape arranged marriages. And as the Zhou family's only daughter, she is even more destined to be chosen. No matter what, a relationship between her and Song Wenzhi is impossible.
Song Wenzhi sighed softly and slowly returned to his seat.
He turned around and saw Lunzi reciting from his Chinese textbook. He rubbed his eyes, wondering if he was hallucinating…
"Wheels? You've turned over a new leaf?"
"fart!"
Qian Bolun kicked out with his long leg under the table, accurately hitting Song Wenzhi's calf. "Can't I want to study hard? Can't I want to be a cultured person? Otherwise, I won't know how to speak politely or rudely when I go out. If someone insults you in classical Chinese, you'll have to praise them."
Song Wenzhi: "..."
Wheel, you've gone too far.
“I said.”
Qian Bolun suddenly became serious, his tone earnest: "Your Song family is a scholarly family, yet you don't study hard... Well, you have family property to inherit, but in the future, when your parents arrange a marriage for you, you won't even have the confidence to refuse. Because you're just a spoiled brat, eating, wearing, and using the family's things. What do you actually own?"
"As soon as I arrived, I heard Young Master Qian feeding chicken soup."
Que Guanghuai touched his belly and suddenly sighed softly, "What's scary is that I think it makes a lot of sense. Although children are not appendages of their parents, if I think about it carefully, what do I have that truly belongs to me? My soul? My spirit? I don't think so."
Wu Yue: "..."
Today? Is it a day for discussing life?
Yan Chiyu did not appear during the first class.
As soon as the school bell rang and the teacher said get out of class was over, the students hurriedly packed their things and ran out. In less than a minute, the classroom was more than half empty.
"Yueyue, why didn't Brother Yan come today?"
"I don't know." Wu Yue didn't send a message to ask.
She stuffed the books and papers into the drawer, then slowly got up.
Que Guanghuai stepped closer to them from the other side, "Friends, a new Tustin Burger has opened off campus, I hear it's pretty good. Want to go? It's on me."
"Walk!"
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