Rebirth: National Crown Prince

"Miss Ling!"

Seeing Wan Ling sitting there with her big wet eyes open, Aunt Xue smiled gently and said, "Miss Ling, if you are bored, you can consider going out for a walk."

Hearing the word "go out", Wan Ling's eyes suddenly dimmed, and he subconsciously shrank into the bed, seeming to be very resistant to the outside world.

Seeing Wan Ling become like this again, Aunt Xue sighed softly. Whenever she said she wanted to go out, Miss Ling always looked very scared.

I really don’t know what happened back then to make that innocent and cheerful girl look like this.

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On the street,

A girl in an orange dress stood there gracefully, and her clean and clear aura attracted the attention of many people.

"Dudu——"

"Hey! Uncle!" The girl's peach-blossom eyes turned into crescent moons as she smiled brightly, and her whole expression suddenly became lively from the dull expression just now.

"Xiao Yuan?" The voice over there was a little stunned.

"Uncle, I'm here in Kyoto."

"Did Xiao Yuan come here to play in Kyoto?" the man said with a smile.

"No, uncle, do you know Xingyao?"

Hearing the word "Xingyao", Leng Qi's eyes suddenly became dark and complicated.

"Xiaoyuan asked Xingyao what he was doing?" There was a hint of temptation in his voice.

"Haha," Leng Yuan smiled happily, "Uncle, I successfully entered the Star Team. I feel like I'm dreaming now..."

Listening to the chatter on the phone, Leng Qi pursed her thin lips. He never imagined that Xiaoyuan would actually run to participate in Xingyao and be selected.

Leng Qi frowned and said, "Does your mother know that you are coming to Kyoto?"

Leng Yuan was a little stunned, and then her smile disappeared little by little, "My mother and I had a fight, so we packed up and came to Kyoto." This time, his voice was extremely cold, and there was no sense of excitement in his voice before. .

"Xiao Yuan, how can you quarrel with your mother? You have to know that she is also thinking about you."

Leng Yuan narrowed her beautiful peach blossom eyes lightly, "Uncle, I know she is doing it for my own good, but I have decided to go down the road of e-sports. No matter who persuades me, it is useless, even uncle you No way either.”

Listening to the girl's resolute tone, Leng Qi's face was hard to read, "E-sports is a difficult road to follow, not to mention that you are still a girl. You will have a harder time walking on this road than ordinary people."

"Uncle, you know that I have a very stubborn personality. Once I decide to do something, I will do it and I will never change."

Leng Qi couldn't help but sigh helplessly and asked softly: "Are you really sure you want to take this path?"

"OK!" Two firm words came from the phone.

Leng Qi smiled helplessly: "Now that you have decided, let's go. My uncle will support you behind the scenes."

Hearing this, those delicate and beautiful peach blossom eyes flashed with a gleam of light, and his lips raised slightly, "Uncle, I will not give up. I have already taken the first step on this road, so I must go the rest of the way." Gotta finish.”

Looking at the hung up cell phone, Leng Qi lowered her eyes, took out a cigarette from her jacket pocket with her slender, calloused hands, lit it with a lighter, and then smoked it gently.

The trash can next to him was almost full of cigarette boxes.

He took a puff of cigarette with his thin lips, then raised his head slightly and exhaled.

As the smoke filled the air, his face gradually became hazy.

The deep black eyes were complicated and difficult to distinguish. Leng Qi looked out the window. He had almost forgotten that time.

"Xiao Ran, do you smoke?"

"I...I," the young man said a little shyly, "I don't smoke."

"That's a pity. Cigarettes are a good thing."

Seeing the fair-skinned and beautiful girl carelessly smoking the cigarette in her hand, the young man frowned slightly. After thinking about it, he whispered: "It's better to smoke less, it's not good for your health..."

The boy could see the girl smoking almost every day, and it seemed that it never stopped.

I saw the girl's red lips raised casually, "Xiaoran, once you get contaminated by this thing, you can't stop it. For me, it is my last comfort."

Although the girl was smiling, Leng Qi still saw bitterness in her eyes, even if it was only for a moment.

The girl immediately laughed and raised her eyebrows, "Xiao Ran, you are indeed a good student, that's great!"

Leng Qi's ears seemed to still be able to recall the voice of that girl back then.

He gently raised his dark and deep eyes, held the cigarette between his fingers and took another sip.

"Yes! It's great..." An inaudible voice seemed to sound softly in the clouds...

——

"Mo Yu, you don't seem to be in a good mood lately."

Mo Yu's narrow, delicate phoenix eyes were filled with darkness.

Thinking of the lazy young man in the apartment, he couldn't help but frown slightly, wondering if he had eaten well at home.

Thinking of that person's character and temper, Mo Yu's delicate eyebrows couldn't help but be filled with a trace of helplessness.

Before falling in love with that person, Mo Yu always thought that no one could enter his heart, but that person broke into his heart without any warning, making him unable to guard against it.

Mo Yu pursed his sexy thin lips, and an imperceptible weirdness flashed in his dark eyes. He always remembered what happened back then, but when he saw that the young man seemed to have forgotten it, he felt extremely unhappy in his heart, but every time Seeing the young man's lazy look, his heart softened.

Forget it, he had completely fallen into the boy's hands.

——

The young man with picturesque features ate the noodles in his hands in a leisurely manner, with a trace of elegance and dignity in every move he made, as if what the young man was eating was not noodles but delicacies from the mountains and seas.

"Beep--" The phone vibrated.

"Hello!" His long, jade-like fingers answered the call.

"So it's Director Yang. What do you want from me?" The young man casually wiped his mouth with a tissue.

"Press conference?" The young man narrowed his beautiful fox eyes slightly, with a look of surprise on his face, as if he didn't expect that Changqing would need to hold a press conference or something.

"Yes, all the actors from Changqing will be here by then."

After hanging up the phone, Wan Zexi raised her eyebrows lazily. In fact, with her status, she could cancel such a press conference, but thinking of Mo Yu, a certain prince decided to forget it.

The young man glanced at the box of noodles on the table.

A certain prince suddenly felt that noodles were quite delicious. When she was a child, when she saw other people eating them, she would laugh in her heart that they were junk food.

Now it seems that Fangmian still has its own ability to adapt to the public.