An Ye looked at the gate of Yanjing High School and smiled silently. He did not expect that he, a little person who had not graduated from junior high school, would still have one day to go to high school, and he would jump directly to the senior year. Among the people he knew, there was no one else who skipped a grade more than him.
Do you want to jump too hard? You have jumped four levels in a row. I believe it is very rare in a country with a huge population like China, right?
So he is also a genius? An Ye thought happily in his heart, how could he have skipped four levels in a row if he was not a genius? What if he was not an ordinary person!
An Ye took a deep breath and walked into the door. No matter what the road ahead was, he had to go on. Moreover, going to school was also something he liked. It was also good to get a taste of the life of a student. I believe his friends at home knew about it.
I will also be very envious of his life. Not everyone can reach his age and still go to school, and he also has a beautiful... master.
Let's put it this way, but only An Ye knew how much weight his so-called master held in his heart.
Bodyguard? Shaking a wry smile in the dark night, I saw on TV that bodyguarding is a tragic profession in which the employer is in danger and has to use his body to block the gun. There is no profession more tragic than this. Whether you are willing or not, you must always listen to your employer and speak nicely.
At best, he is a bodyguard, and at worst, he is a slave, and a high-level slave at that.
Without your own freedom, you don't have the final say where you want to go. You don't care about your own affairs whether you are happy or not. You don't have your own ideas about what you want to eat or do. Everything depends on your employer.
In the dark night, a bodyguard is a tragic figure who is ordered around by his employer.
He doesn't want to be that kind of person. He can do whatever he wants. If that troubled girl named Murong Haner doesn't listen to him, just slap her unconscious and save her trouble. Even if she sues Murong Ting, I believe Murong
That cunning old guy Ting wouldn't have any objections either.
An Ye wished in his heart that he had some objections! It would be best to let him get out of the way immediately and dare to hit the hostess's bodyguard. How could he have hired a bodyguard like this? He is simply an uncle.
Looking at the campus full of youthful vitality, the pure and sweet smiles of girls, and the scene of boys sweating, the life of students sleeping at night is still very good.
"Did you know? There is another transfer student coming to our class." said a chubby girl with youthful beans on her face.
"I know, I know, I heard that that man is tall and muscular, and he treats everyone with a fierce look. I heard that he just came out of prison." A boy shouted loudly.
Talk about the news you heard.
For a while, everyone was talking about the news they had heard. There were all kinds of news, including that his father was the leader of the underworld, and that he was the son of some group and came here to make a fortune.
"Han'er, why don't you speak?" Shangguan Keke said as he looked at the girl who was pretending to sleep on the table.
"Eh!" Murong Haner opened her eyes and sighed. The new transfer student is not the son of a gang leader, nor is he the son of a group boss. What's more, he is not from prison, but his grandfather worked for her.
Invited bodyguards.
When she thought that wherever she went, there would be a bodyguard wearing a black suit and sunglasses with a cold look on her face. Murong Haner became very angry. The bodyguards said no to her wherever she went. Everything she ate had to be inspected by them. She
When chatting with her friends, she always has to have someone stand between her and her friends. When she is in class, she always stands at the back of the classroom. She can't make friends, can't do what she likes, and no one can stand it.
So she, Murong Han'er, tried to find a way to deal with her bodyguards. One of the bodyguards was gone, but another one came the next day. Now the bodyguards around her have gone and come again. It's more difficult for her to change clothes.
She had to be diligent, but her grandfather still sent bodyguards to her, no matter what she said or made trouble, there was nothing he could do.
Murong Han'er looked at Shangguan Keke. She must be very beautiful. Her Shangguan family's group must be richer than her own family, but why is there no bodyguard around her? Why can she do what she wants and say what she wants?
If so, you can go shopping and go to KTV with your friends, why can’t you do it yourself? Murong Haner was a little jealous of Shangguan Keke, but they were very good friends, Shangguan Keke often played with her, it was her
A rare friend.
"The student who is about to transfer is the bodyguard my grandfather hired for me. I only found out about it today. I don't know what my grandfather thought. He didn't let him follow me behind, but let him do it instead."
My classmate, hum! Do you think that since you are my classmate, I won't dare to punish him?" Murong Haner hummed, already thinking about how to punish this bodyguard whom he had never met before.
"Ah? Is he your bodyguard? It seems like someone is going to be in trouble again!" Shangguan Keke smiled slyly. She liked to see Murong Han'er punishing people so that she could feel happy. Sometimes she also
Will join in, but she doesn't have as many bad ideas as Murong Haner.
"He will sit at the back, right?" Murong Haner looked at the empty seat in the last row of the classroom. This was the seat left by a classmate who transferred to another school a few days ago. No one has taken it yet.
"Yes, where will you sit? If the new student doesn't understand the situation, the teacher will definitely let him sit there." Shangguan Keke replied affirmatively.
"Let's go teach him a lesson." Murong Han'er said, taking something out of the hole in the table and walking towards the back.
Shangguan Keke stood up with a smile and followed him. There was another good show.
Ding!
The class bell rang, and the students hurried back to their seats and waited quietly.
"Squeak" the door opened, and the head teacher Yun Han walked in, followed by a girl with an indifferent face.
Yun Han put the book in his arms on the desk and said: "Students, there is a transfer student in our class today. I hope you can get along well with each other in the future and work together to get into college. Please invite him now."
Introduce yourself."
Yun Han looked at An Ye, who smiled slightly. An Ye still respected the teacher very much.
"I am the monarch, thank you." An Ye said this and stopped talking. Instead, he began to look at the whole class. When he saw Murong Han'er, An Ye also sighed that the real person was more beautiful than the photo, with a pair of jet black hair tied by a rubber band.
Casually tied back, the long bangs in the front made her whole face even cuter. The braids in the back swayed up and down when she nodded, making her look a little naughty and lively.
Although she looks very cute and naughty, An Ye, who read her information, knows what kind of girl she will protect in the future. She must not be deceived by her harmless appearance.
And being used to seeing Jiang Meirong's deceitful appearance, An Ye has become immune to it.
When he saw Murong Han'er, he also saw Shangguan Keke in front of her. An Ye didn't expect that there was a girl as beautiful as Murong Han'er in a small classroom. Now he felt a little pity for Murong Han'er. He was the same as her.
There is a lot of pressure when beauties of the same level are together, right? How can someone like Jiang Meirong be the only one in the Regal Hotel?
"Okay, Your Majesty, you can sit at the back. Now let's start class. I've turned to page 90 of my textbook. Now I'll review this text for you."
An Ye walked to his desk and looked at the chair he was going to sit on. He knew that his chair had been tampered with, so he wouldn't fall down, but he would definitely have to carry a chair behind him when he went there in the future.
of.
Murong Han'er should have done this, right? An Ye turned to look at Murong Han'er, and saw Murong Han'er hurriedly turning away, which further confirmed An Ye's idea, but knowing that she did it was just an idea, but
How should I sit?
An Ye looked at the young man with yellow hair next to him, and as the saying goes: A dead Taoist friend will never die a poor Taoist. That's him, and seeing the arrogance on his face, he was definitely not a good person. When An Ye looked at him,
He also glared at An Ye, which confirmed An Ye's thoughts even more.
"Wow, ufo, look at it!" An Ye pointed out the window and shouted in surprise.
"What about that? What about that!"
"The UFO is there, I haven't seen it yet! Are there aliens? Is the earth going to end?"
"Kill the aliens and let's fly the spacecraft to space. Haha!"
"·······"
An Ye's shouting interrupted Yun Han's lecture. Several curious classmates had already left their seats and ran to the window sill to watch UFO. The arrogant young man beside An Ye was one of the people who left their seats. An Ye quickly talked to
He changed his chair and stood there as if nothing happened.
"Is there UFO?" The arrogant young man turned back and glanced at An Ye.
"It has flown away." An Ye said, sitting down and taking out the textbook from the hole in his desk. Fortunately, this was a Chinese class. If it were other classes, he could just crawl on the table and sleep. He has not graduated from junior high school.
For him, listening to high school texts is similar to listening to Tianshu.
"Okay, come back to class. Even if there is a UFO, its speed is tens of thousands of meters per second. By the time you run to the window to see it, it will have already flown away. In addition, there are students like Junjun. Please don't make loud noises in class in the future.
Those who yelled disturbed other students' studies, so let's continue the class now."
Seeing that there were no UFOs to watch, everyone came back gloomily. The high school class schedule was very tight and they were driven crazy. They were happy to accept a life with a little fun.
The arrogant young man also came back, sat down without any question, and glared at the dark night, as if to say, wait for me.
The bell rang for the end of get out of class, Yun Han packed up his things and left, and An Ye also went out from behind.
"Holy shit, what's going on..." A roar came from the classroom of Class 2, Grade 3. It spread far and wide.
