"By the way, which store did you buy the leggings you bought for me yesterday? The quality is good. I'll buy two more pairs later."
Before the meal was finished, the topic was over. It was a bit awkward to just eat, so Ye Yu randomly found something to talk about.
"I'll tell you when I call my cousin!"
While Ai Hao was eating, he asked his "emotional expert" friends on his mobile phone. The bald man who had gone home early sent him a series of posts, naturally about his "cousin" Ye Yu. There were photos of the two of them walking together. He had seen both the good and bad comments, and the word cousin was the one that impressed him the most.
"???"
Meng Yanchen would not even ask Ye Yu to call her cousin because of her black face. Except for calling her cousin in front of her grandparents, uncle and aunt, she would always call her by his name when they were alone. This classmate Hao has a unique taste. Why is he so excited after just making nonsense?
"Didn't you say that I am your cousin's?"
Well, cousin and cousin, is this plot a bit animal? Ai Hao raised his head and saw Ye Yu's red little lips. The image of the animal in his dream last night reappeared. He blushed slightly and immediately looked away and continued. Look at your phone.
"I don't want to talk about it, but there are only a few shopping malls around and I can find it myself."
When I came to Chengdu recently, in addition to eating and shopping, I just did shopping. She doesn’t have much, but she has a lot of time. Isn’t it just shopping? Little CaSe!
The two stopped talking, finished their meal quietly, and went their separate ways.
get out of class ends at 11:40 and starts at 2 pm. Lunch break is from 1 to 2 pm. Those who live on campus usually go back to the dormitory to sleep, but some feel it is far away and sleep in the classroom. People whose homes are close to each other usually go back at noon. Ye Yu doesn't want to go back and forth, so she doesn't plan to go back at noon, which also saves her grandparents from having to cook for her.
The first week of school is when clubs recruit new members. Many clubs start setting up stalls on the playground before eating. After one o'clock, they are forced to close their stalls, and then they set up stalls again during dinner.
Ye Yu was thinking about eating, so she wandered around the school. Meng Yanchen only told her roughly the branches of the school, and she had to wander around on her own for the details.
Turning to the playground, she looked at these clubs. They were very different from her previous school. She used to practice boxing in her spare time and never joined a club. Now it was a good opportunity.
The slogans of various societies were so loud that Ye Yu felt like she was in a vegetable market, and there were people snatching people there. Of course, every time she passed a stall, there were enthusiastic group leaders who greeted her, and the young lady with the cows from the society immediately started to fight. Pull her in and forcefully brainwash her about how good their club is.
Fortunately, Ye Yu had good concentration and physical strength, so she escaped easily.
Passing by the animation club and looking at the beautiful costumes of the young lady, Ye Yu was immediately interested. Her best friend in the imperial capital was just doing this and had been trying to trick her into it. There were a lot of old antiques in the house, and she was afraid that they would get angry. I will send her directly to a closed military school for girls. The old man has threatened her like this several times.
Now that she has come to Chengdu, without the constraints of the old antique family, she can think about it.
"You are a primary school girl who is in the first year of high school. I am Ye Yuming from class 3 (7). I am the president of the animation club. If you are interested, you can join the group and get to know it first. If you think the animation club is good, you can join later. OK."
"I'm a senior in high school."
Ye Yu smiled, but she didn't refuse, and she quickly scanned the QR code to join the group.
"Wow, senior sister looks like a primary school girl who is in the first year of high school. She is so beautiful. Why are you not in the school forum? It's unscientific!"
The person who spoke was Liang Luoshi, the vice president of the animation club. She is a sophomore in high school (9). The school club has been replaced by new and old ones. She will be the president next year. After the next year, senior high school students will have to prepare for the college entrance examination with all their strength. Most schools are not willing to spend their time. Too much energy is spent on club activities, except of course for capable academics.
Liang Luoshi started browsing the forum as she spoke. She was almost busy now. The newly recruited junior student was particularly helpful and bought her a meal. She would browse the forum during the break.
You wouldn’t know if you didn’t swipe, but you’d be shocked if you swiped, the entire forum was taken over by this beautiful woman in front of you.
A few new posts were added. The school bully, Mr. Hao, defended his cousin and angrily scolded the ruthless Monkey Brother for getting lost. The school bully actually ate all the cousin’s mouth-watering dishes. Mr. Hao’s mouth suddenly revealed the shameful words of waste... .Basically all posts from cousins. Some people began to dig into Ye Yu's background and discovered that she was from the Imperial Capital, and immediately found connections to dig up information from the Imperial Capital.
Money makes the world go round, and having many friends leads to more opportunities. In just over an hour, Ye Yu’s celebrity stories in the Beijing circle were revealed, including fights, going to bars and discos, dressing up as a little girl, and taking beautiful photos of boxing. , and the prison photos taken when he was admitted to the juvenile detention center, where he was really stripped of his skin and no skin was left.
The responses below are all the same. They are not members of the same family. Hao Ye lives in Rongcheng to be the school bully and social brother, and his cousin is the drag sister and the little girl in the imperial capital. At least Mr. Hao has never been to a juvenile detention center. This little cousin has actually been admitted to a juvenile detention center. She must be better at work than her cousin.
In fact, Ye Yu didn't cause much trouble. She just got into a very fierce group fight. Not even one of the opponent's legs was broken. She had good control over her strength. It was her terrible father who forced her to go in. , it was just a week, and then she became better behaved, and she didn’t want to experience the kind of life that was so boring that she wanted to commit suicide.
Liang Luoshi seemed to be looking at the post and comparing it with the photos, not believing that the little sister who looked so innocent was the person in the post.
"Are you Senior Ye Yu from Class 10?"
The post seems to say that she is only sixteen years old, but after all, she is one year older, so she can only be called Senior Sister respectfully.
"Well, yes, am I so famous?"
On the first day of school, someone knew her name. Is this thanks to classmate Hao?
Liang Luoshi handed the phone to Ye Yu and let her look at it.
Ye Yu was amazed after reading these posts. Well, I have to say they were quite tactful. She returned her phone and used her own phone to enter the school forum. When she searched for her name, she and Ai Hao were the most popular ones. There are various posts in the same frame. The bottom one is full of posts about people doxxing her, and the bottom one is the post that first scolded her. It was submerged, but not completely submerged. Jealous people were still scolding her.
The post was so exciting that Ye Yu had to go back to the classroom and read it slowly. There were so many people like her in international schools, but there was no place for her in those forums. When she came to No. 66 Middle School, it was the first time she felt like she was on the headlines. , the joy in my heart overflowed from my face.
