Dragon Clan: No one wants me, Lu Mingfei

September not only means the arrival of autumn, but also the end of summer vacation, and students are about to start a new school year.

In buses, on motorcycles, and on both sides of the road, students in school uniforms can be seen everywhere. They carry backpacks on their shoulders and walk towards school talking and laughing.

As the best private school in the city, Shilan Middle School is also crowded, with countless luxury cars parked at the door.

At a glance, it’s either a BMW or a Mercedes-Benz, an Audi or a Ferrari. There are many types of buildings, and each one stands out. Those who know it say it’s the new students’ registration here, and those who don’t know it think it’s some kind of meeting with rich people.

A spacious Mercedes-Benz business car drove slowly, and an overly plump woman got out of the car, followed by two overly plump twins.

"Yanyan Miaomiao, you have to obey the teacher when you go to school. Don't be as naughty as you were when you were a child. Do you understand?" The woman was carrying the latest Chanel bag. Apart from a pearl necklace and jade bracelet, she had no extra accessories. She looks like a rich lady who doesn't like wearing gold and silver.

The fat twins were naturally the fat twins of the Xu family that Lu Mingfei met at the swimming pool. They were also students of Shilan Middle School, and coincidentally were in the same class as Lu Mingfei.

In fact, many of Lu Mingfei's former classmates also came to Shilan Middle School. After all, the elementary school he attended was also a private school, and the students' family conditions were quite good, so their goals for further education were naturally set at Shilan Middle School, the best school.

At this moment, the two little fat guys nodded obediently, saying that they would obey their mother's instructions and would never cause trouble in school.

The mother and son walked towards the school and said hello to familiar people.

"Hey, mom, look, that one seems to be Zhao Menghua, the eldest son of the Zhao family." Halfway there, Xu Yanyan suddenly pointed at the handsome boy who got off the Bentley not far away, with a wavering tone in his voice.

Mother Xu looked in the direction her son pointed and found that the boy in a small suit was indeed Zhao Menghua, the eldest son of the Zhao family. Because the Zhao family and the Xu family had some business dealings, she led her son forward to have a fight. call.

From now on, our children will study in Shilan Middle School, and it would be best to have someone who knows them to help them.

And just when the mother and son went to get close, a black BMW drove up at the door.

The driver, who was wearing a black suit and white gloves, got out of the car, went around to one side, opened the door, and put his hands on the roof to prevent the employer in the back from bumping into him.

An intellectual and elegant woman got out of the car. She was wearing a black dress and her bright eyes were shining brightly, like an artist about to perform on stage.

Someone who loved music couldn't help but exclaimed when they saw it, and then told others about the woman's identity. It turned out that she was a well-known pianist who often appeared in major music magazines, and was also the vice president of the city's music association.

After the elegant woman got out of the car, she looked at the girl on the other side who was asked to get out of the car by the driver in the same way, and said softly: "Miaomiao, let's go."

"Yes." The girl nodded gently. She had long, clear hair, with a silver Hello Kitty hairpin hanging from the end of her hair. She had a pure and bright smile on her pretty face, and her long eyelashes seemed to be The thin feathers on the tips of the black swan's wings can stir up the hearts of young boys with a smile.

"Wow, that girl is so good-looking!" Classmates who knew each other gathered together to discuss the scene just now. They had already decided in their hearts that they would not marry this girl in their lives. They even had a longer-term view and even thought about what the child would be called.

"That's my elementary school classmate, the talented piano girl Liu Miaomiao. I heard that she has reached the eighth level of piano during the summer vacation." People who know the girl are sharing the girl's information with their friends, as if they are getting to know each other and understanding her. Be proud of knowing something.

"Stop talking nonsense, I need all her information, you decide the conditions!"

"I will handle it!"

While several boys were talking, they saw a low-key Passat approaching. A woman with a literary style got out of the driver's seat, with a pair of rimless glasses hanging between her nose and a slight smile on her face:

"Wenwen, we're here, get off the car."

The girl sitting in the back row opened the car door, and the boy who was still discussing Liu Miaomiao immediately stopped talking and stared blankly at the girl wearing a white cotton skirt and lace white socks.

Her long, soft and straight hair falls down behind her like a waterfall, with a Hello Kitty hairpin pinned to the end of her hair.

The girl's temperament is as pure as a lotus flower, with a clarity that comes out of the mud but is not stained by the ripples but is not demonic. Every step she takes with her pair of white sneakers seems to be stepping on the apex of the young people's hearts.

"I find that I can't learn an instrument, so I'll leave Liu Miaomiao to you." The boy who had just determined to win the piano girl this semester changed his target in an instant, and listed the literary girl in front of him as his first hunting target.

The girl in the white cotton skirt walked briskly to her mother. Just as she was about to walk hand in hand, she noticed that the suspected senior who had been wandering at the school gate for unknown reasons suddenly had her eyes bright, and they all came to her. Staring at a black Audi at the door, his eyes seemed to contain endless hot lava that was about to engulf the people in the car.

What are you doing?

Chen Wenwen was puzzled, but because her way was blocked, it might take a lot of effort for her and her mother to squeeze in, so she decided to wait and see who could make so many girls gather and wait.

Soon, Audi stopped at the school gate. A handsome young man with a face as indifferent as an iceberg walked out of the back row. He was carrying a shoulder bag. He nodded to the driver and then watched Audi go away. He looked like he was alone. Come and report.

The girl recognized who this person was, and Mother Chen also felt that this handsome boy looked familiar. She leaned into her daughter's ear and whispered softly: "Hey, isn't this the boy who played the piano in the square the day before yesterday? It turns out that he is the same class as you. It’s a school.”

Chen Wenwen nodded, but she felt that the other person was not a new student, because the senior students around her were looking at the cold boy with their hands on their hearts, as if there were peach blossoms in their eyes. They obviously wanted to surround him, but they never dared to step forward and talk to him. get in a word.

baffling.

Chen Wenwen, who had been in close contact with Chu Zihang, did not know his status in Shilan Middle School, but she could hear some boys who should be seniors whispering: "Damn it, Chu Zihang is in Shilan Middle School, when will we There’s a future for you!”

"If this kid doesn't die for a day, I won't be able to sleep or eat well. This beast needs to be killed, it needs to be killed!"

"If you are born with Yu, why should you be born with Chu!"

Listening to the sounds of the boys gnashing their teeth around them, even with Chen Wenwen's precocious maturity, she felt that these seniors had watched too many TV series and their brains were damaged.

How could there be a boy who was so good that he attracted all the girls in the school and made other boys unable to think of competing with him?

The girl felt as if she had arrived at a strange school. The girls here seemed to be all love brains, and the boys seemed to be all middle school students...

She looked at her mother and found that there was a trace of surprise and uncertainty in her eyes, as if she was wondering how the best private school in the city could be so virtuous. If she had known that this was the case, Wenwen should have been allowed to continue in her original public school. Study.

But it is useless to say more at this point. There is an old saying in China, "Everyone who comes comes comes."

Since you can't change, you can only learn to adapt.

"Hey, why is Chu Zihang staying there? Are you waiting for someone?" Suddenly, a girl found that the cold-hearted man in her heart did not enter the campus, and she suddenly had a bad premonition:

"Did someone successfully guide Chu Zihang during the summer vacation?"

She is not the only one who has this idea, many smart people have realized this.

So the girls' eyes were instantly filled with envy, jealousy and hatred for the attacker, while the boys wanted to clap their hands and fire off a few salutes to celebrate. If Chu Zihang has a master, doesn't it mean that there are many people in the school? A large number of lovelorn girls, their pink youth campus love routine may break away from fantasy and become reality!

When Chen Wenwen, who was still standing where she was, saw this scene, she thought of the skinny monkey-like boy and the high-spirited lead singer in the square. She didn't know which one Chu Zihang was waiting for.

"boom--"

Just when everyone at the door was in complicated moods, a milk-white jeep's engine roared as it bypassed the luxury car blocking the road and stopped at the door.

When the iceberg boy who was attracting much attention saw the familiar jeep, his eyes became a little more emotional and he walked over.

Chu Zihang didn't know that his every move was affecting the thoughts of countless people. Maybe he knew it, but he didn't care. He just walked to the jeep and said hello to the smiling Master Xia in the driver's seat.

Then the passenger door was pushed open, and a boy with neat short short hair jumped out of the car. He was well-proportioned and strong, with handsome features and a big smile on his face. He rushed over and slapped the male idol of Shilan Middle School on the shoulder:

"Haha, senior brother, I'm coming!"