At 11 o'clock in the evening, Ye Wan exited the live broadcast room and searched for Xiao Manluo.
Finally I know the other party’s confidence in speaking harshly.
The Cheng family in the imperial capital.
Not only is she a professional associate professor in the Dance Department of Diying, but she is also the wife of the wealthy Cheng family. No wonder Xiao Manluo is so arrogant.
Mrs. Cheng's noble head cannot be lowered casually.
"In one week at most, Cheng Dongdong will go to elementary school. You two will never have the chance to meet again, so stay away from him!"
On the way to the kindergarten when she got up early the next day, Ye Wan whispered to Little Baozi.
I received a look of contempt.
"Ye Xiaowan, yesterday you said you wanted to teach me how to fight, and you also said you wanted me to hit him with one hit, making the opponent cry."
Is it really okay for you to be so fickle?
He was so excited that he spent the whole night in vain.
The little bun pouted and angrily threw away Ye Wan's hand.
"Did I say I won't teach you?"
Gazing across the green little horns on his forehead, Ye Wan rubbed his head and said, "When I finish my busy work these days, I will definitely teach you, okay?"
"Do you keep your word?"
"...That doesn't count!"
"Ye! Xiao! Wan!"
"Be good, do the math!"
Seeing the little bun jumping towards the chocolate teacher, Ye Wan waved her hand and turned towards Di Ying.
As soon as I arrived at the school gate, I saw the Mercedes-Benz parked on the roadside.
"Sister Wan..."
When the car door opened, Jiang Keer rushed forward with a smile and hugged Ye Wan's arm.
The two girls entered the school gate smiling.
In the driver's seat of the Mercedes-Benz, Jiang Yuheng squinted his eyes.
Almost since getting in the car yesterday, Jiang Keer started talking like a machine gun.
He told her in great detail how beautiful her younger sister was, how radiant she was in the examination room, and how she saved her from danger.
For the first time, Jiang Yuheng knew that the cold-blooded girl from an aloof family had the ability to be funny and talkative.
Was it because he met Ye Wan that this hidden attribute was activated?
Jiang Yuheng is more interested in making money than chasing women.
But if the other person is beautiful, cute, and a good academic, the sister-in-law can get along very happily in the future.
Then, it’s not impossible?
When the phone rang, more than a dozen photos of beauties with charming long hair or sassy short hair were sent to the WeChat dialog box with the note "Mother". Jiang Yuheng looked at the queen in silence and sent a line.
"We have a goal, please take a rest!"
The next moment, the cell phone dinged.
A gentle and urgent voice sounded from the stereo, the car windows closed, and the Mercedes-Benz drove out slowly.
…
Outside the student auditorium on the first floor of the Diying Performance Department, Ye Wan and Jiang Keer received their respective assessment serial numbers.
After just one glance, Jiang Keer showed a miserable expression, as if she was mourning for her heir.
Ye Wan: No. 8.
Jiang Keer: No. 45.
One by one, even if Sister Wan wants to take her flying, she has no conditions!
Jiang Keer cried.
"Calm down!"
Ye Wan smiled, "No big deal, go home and inherit the family business!"
Wasn't it comforted enough?
Jiang Keer pursed her lips and nodded.
The two went straight into the auditorium.
As soon as I entered, I felt that the entire auditorium was eerily quiet.
Looking up again, he saw that the hundreds of candidates who had already arrived were all silent.
Ordinarily, if you have passed all the way and killed the generals and entered the Emperor's Shadow, you should have a strong psychological quality.
How come the judges haven't even arrived yet, and why are they getting scared one by one?
With a puzzled look on her face, Ye Wan went over and found her seat according to the serial number.
Looking up again, I saw the neatly arranged nameplates on the judges' bench in front of me.