The two walked and chatted. When they arrived at the school history museum, Principal Zhang took Wanyan to see the trophy honor certificates obtained by the students. Meng Wanyan suddenly felt very proud. This feeling was happier than she had won the trophy herself.

When he arrived at the photo exhibition wall, Principal Zhang introduced Wanyan the development status of the school in the past two years. Meng Wanyan looked up and her eyes slowly crossed the photos on the wall. After a few seconds, her eyes were frozen.

A familiar figure appeared in sight.

The boy in the photo is wearing a blue and white summer school uniform, with deep wrinkles, dark and clear pupils, and clean and white skin. Even with the certificate of honor, there is still no unnecessary emotion on his face, and he seems to have a cold attitude towards everything.

Seeing Wanyan staring at the photo in a daze, Principal Zhang looked at her gaze, and the smile on the corner of his lips became deeper, "The boy you are looking at is Lu Yanqing, you should have heard of it two years older than you, right?"

Lu Yanqing was very famous in the school back then. The young man was handsome and had good grades, but he just didn't accept discipline. He always liked to skip classes and fight. He was a stolen figure in the school. Principal Zhang just listened to him and reviewed him no less than ten times.

Wanyan listened quietly, looking at the photo in a daze.

Over the years, he seems to be different from before. His hair has become shorter, neat and capable, his dark eyes have more precipitation, more firm and deeper, and his facial features are clearly contoured, which is very different from when he was young.

Seeing that Wanyan didn't say anything, Principal Zhang thought the two knew each other and continued, "It doesn't matter if you haven't heard of them. He will come here today. Now he is a soldier. I will introduce you to you."

Wanyan was stunned and slowly withdrew her gaze, not knowing how to answer.

Actually, I should have guessed it long ago.

That day in the class group, she heard everyone say that the senior named Lu would definitely come.

After visiting the school history museum, Principal Zhang took Wanyan to the lecture hall. As soon as he walked to the door, he saw a tall and tall figure.

The man was straight and dressed in a black formal outfit, with his elegant eyebrows and eyes slightly lowered, and he was lowering his eyes to hear what the people beside him were saying.

The warm and warm morning light fell on him, and the mottled tree shadow outlined his crisp shoulder line, and the shadow was constantly stretched.

Wanyan breathed slightly, her expression was a little dazed. She silently clenched her handbag, pulled the corners of her lips, and tried to show a silence.

When Principal Zhang saw Lu Yanqing, he hurriedly walked over with Wanyan, and said with a look of surprise: "I really mean Cao Cao is here, you saw it. That's the senior Lu you just saw. Is he a handsome talent?"

Wanyan listened silently, but couldn't move her legs.

As if there was a sense of emotion, Lu Yanqing just raised his eyes and his cold eyes passed through the crowd and landed on her.

The two of them collided with their eyes, and he said something to the people beside him, and then walked towards them.

Wanyan's heart began to pound uncontrollably again. She took a deep breath and warned herself not to panic.

Wasn't it just that I rejected him that night? It's not a big deal.

An old lover cannot be friends, nor should he become an enemy.

Principal Zhang walked over and said with a smile: "Yanqing, you are here so early, I just talked about you to my student."

Principal Zhang warmly held Wanyan and introduced to Lu Yanqing: "This is Meng Wanyan, a junior girl who is two classes lower than you. You should know her, right?"

After Wanyan entered the entertainment industry, everyone knew that she was an alumnus of No. 1 Middle School. After all, it is rare for her classmates to be stars.

Lu Yanqing's eyes fell on her, and her clear black eyes seemed to be dizzy, looking at her quietly.

Feeling the man's burning gaze, Wanyan's heart thumped and her face was a little hot.

Lu Yanqing suddenly curled his lips and stretched out his hand at her. The sound that overflowed from his throat was calm and gentle: "Hello, I am Lu Yanqing."

Wanyan lowered her eyes and saw the pair of clear joints, slender and fair hands, clear patterns on the palms, and thick cocoons.

She pursed her lips, reached out to hold it, pulled the corners of her lips and smiled: "Hello."

The skin on the palms of the two of them touched each other, one hot and one cold, real and illusory.

Principal Zhang looked at the two people in front of him with a kind smile. As far as she knew, Lu Yanqing and Wanyan were both single, and these two men were handsome and beautiful, and they looked very good.

While walking towards the lecture hall, Principal Zhang seemed to ask inadvertently: "Yanqing, I heard that you were in a military academy before, where would you plan to stay in the future?"

Lu Yanqing: "Stay in Kyoto from now on."

Principal Zhang smiled and nodded: "That's great, it's close to home. By the way, do you have a partner?"

But when the man beside him nodded, Wanyan casually moved her gaze to the side, and saw the sunlight passing through the mottled tree shadows falling on the ground, listening to the singing of birds and the sound of cicadas.

She has seen such a scenery for a long time, especially after entering the entertainment industry.

Lu Yanqing's low and cold voice came from his ears: "I'm chasing."

Principal Zhang's eyes lit up: "Which girl is it? The person you like must be good."

Lu Yanqing looked up at her, Wanyan turned around and just crashed into the dark and clear pupils.

At that moment, her eyes seemed to be burned, and she subconsciously licked her dry lips.

Lu Yanqing calmly withdrew his gaze and looked gentle: "Well, she's very good."

Principal Zhang: "Then you have to seize the opportunity. It is rare to meet a good girl. Be careful that she will be snatched away by someone else if you are not careful."

Lu Yanqing pursed his lips, his eyebrows and eyes slightly closed, and he listened seriously.

Wanyan couldn't help but take the role in his face, and her face turned red with disgrace.

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When we arrived at the lecture hall, several people were seated in the right area of ​​the rostrum.

The lecture hall is large in size, with many past alumni and students sitting in school. When everyone saw Meng Wanyan coming in, their eyes looked at each other, like a spotlight, all gathered on one person.

This is how celebrities are. Even if they are not well-known in the circle, they are still eye-catching among ordinary people.

"Damn it! That's Meng Wanyan, right?

! It's really here! The real person is so beautiful! He's still so thin! I really want to ask her for an autograph!"

"It feels better than on TV! But she has so much illegitimate information, why did Principal Zhang call her here?"

"It's all right. People are celebrities now. If you want to sit around, there will naturally be a star effect."

"Is this too much, right?

Being a star has become an outstanding alumni?

And he is a star who is taking the black and red route, and he has problems with his character and style. I really don’t understand what Principal Zhang thought.”

"The one next to her is Senior Lu, right?

!He is still very handsome after so many years! He feels more manly!"

“You guess is he single?

I really want his contact information! I haven't been there before in high school, so angry!"

Everyone was talking, Meng Wanyan and Lu Yanqing were taken over by Principal Zhang and sat in the third row. Meng Wanyan sat in first, and Lu Yanqing followed her.

Everyone has a name marked in their positions. There is a man named Ran Anqi just separated from Lu Yanqing and Wanyan.

Meng Wanyan sat there, and everyone's eyes followed. She seemed to be used to this kind of occasion. Her beautiful and delicate oval face was clear and beautiful, and there was no emotion between her eyebrows and eyes.

Lu Yanqing naturally noticed the eyes of the people around him and scattered evenly on him and Wanyan.

The man pressed his thin lips into a stiff line, the light in his eyes was gloomy and cold, and the eyes of others stopped on her, and the deeper the folds between his eyebrows were.

The school celebration was about to begin, and the people in the lecture hall were almost there. A slender figure came late, and he hugged and walked through the rostrum and sat between them.

Ran Anqi was wearing black professional women's clothing and exquisite makeup. After seeing Lu Yanqing, she couldn't hide her joy. She spoke in a familiar tone and said in a low voice: "Lu Yanqing, do you still remember who I am?"

Lu Yanqing looked at her and his voice was cold: "I don't remember."

Ran Anqi didn't feel embarrassed and smiled: "It doesn't matter if I don't remember. I haven't seen each other for several years. I am Ran Anqi. We used to be classmates with half a semester."

Later, because he often skipped classes and fought, the class teacher moved his position to the first row, with a single person and a single table, and the only special treatment in the class.

Lu Yanqing frowned slightly and said "Yeah".

Ran Anqi seemed particularly enthusiastic. She mentioned things from time to time when she was in high school. Lu Yanqing didn't say anything, but Meng Wanyan next to her could hear it clearly.

I didn’t expect that there was such a past with my deskmate. Unfortunately, it was all the green years that I couldn’t go back.

The school leaders on the stage spoke one by one. Meng Wanyan from the stage couldn't help but doze off. Her sleep state was always very poor. She got up too early today, so she couldn't resist sleepiness and her eyelids were particularly heavy.

When I fell asleep again, a chin came from my chin, which raised her head slightly.

Meng Wanyan was shocked, opened her eyes and saw Lu Yanqing sitting beside her.

The man changed seats with Ran Anqi at some point, and his slender and gentle fingertips tugged her chin. When he saw her wake up, he slowly withdrew his hand.

He spoke softly: "If you are sleepy, just rely on me."

Meng Wanyan blinked hard, her mind became much clearer, and she cheered up again and sat up straight, with a cold face and said nothing.

Lu Yanqing pursed her lips and rubbed her fingertips, as if the temperature of her skin remained.

After the school leaders delivered speeches one by one, the top ten alumni made speeches.

Meng Wanyan was ranked last. She took a look at the time, so she got up, walked out of the side door, planning to go to the bathroom.

The bathroom was not far from the backstage. Meng Wanyan came out of the bathroom and hit a wall head-on. She didn't have time to retreat, and her nose was hit a little painful.

She walked fast and didn't look at the road. Lu Yanqing didn't come in a hurry to retreat. Looking at the girl frowned and covered her nose, his eyes sank a little: "What's the impact hurts, let me see."

He raised his hand to hold her wrist, Meng Wanyan took a step back to avoid it, and looked at him coldly.

The person in front of him seems to have not figured out their current relationship.

She paused, her tone was not at all warm: "Are you not clear enough about what I said?"
To be continued...