President, madam, she can't read it anymore

And the video below was being updated all the time. Lin Nian thought he edited that episode for her, but he didn't expect that she insisted on updating it.

I thought I was recording my screen and posting it to various websites, but it has been a long time since I posted it, so I am a little ashamed.

In this way, the game video just now was sent out quickly.

After completing these tasks, it was almost noon.

Just as Lin Nian was about to go downstairs to ask what he had for lunch today, he saw Liu Liu calling her.

"Hello."
Lin Nian was going downstairs when he answered the phone.

"Years, I've seen people apologizing to you on school forums."
The little girl was very excited.

Lin Nian smiled because she was still missing her.

"Well, I'm going back to school tomorrow."
"Very good years."
"You just happened to be in time for the school celebration, I thought you'd miss it."

"He's talking over there."
"A school celebration?"
Lin Nian was suspicious.

"Yes, the school's festival is the [-]th anniversary celebration of Chaoyang Noble High School."
Liu Liu said excitedly.

Recalling her previous life, Lin Nian had no impression of the school celebration, because she herself didn't go to school for a few days.

Keqing is just Qing, it has nothing to do with her.

Lin Nian asked her if anyone was bullying her, and she hung up the phone with confidence after knowing that there was no one.

At noon, Lin Nian went back to the bedroom after eating, took a nap, found the test paper, and started to do the questions.

Finding ways to leave Yan Tingchen is a big deal, and studying hard is a big deal.

It has always been a pity for her that she didn't study hard in her previous life.

Lin Nian did a lunch question, and when he lowered his head, it was already pitch black outside the window.

Just like that, Lin Nian hurried downstairs and saw Yan Tingchen's car parked outside.

But he had never seen anyone else. Lin Nian asked Aunt Zhou who was in charge of the kitchen. Aunt Zhou said that Mr. Yan had gone to the study. Lin Nian looked up at the study upstairs. Instead of going upstairs, he just turned on the TV downstairs and started looking for variety shows. look.

Lin Zheng laughed so hard that Aunt Zhou finished the meal, so Lin went upstairs and knocked on the door of the study.

"Please come in."
The male voice is still pleasant through the door.

Lin Nian pushed the door open and came in, murmuring with a pair of eyes like a cunning fox.

The man looked up at the computer, a smile flashed in his eyes: "What's the matter?"

Lin Nian shook his head, indicating that there was no problem, and walked over to ask, "When will you be back?"

"Just."
He looked at the computer again.

"Oh, eating."
His head is tilted.

Yan Tingchen nodded to show that he knew: "I think you are doing a question, so I didn't bother you."

Hearing what he said, Lin Nian realized that he was explaining why he didn't go home to find her, and smiled and said, "Yes, I see."

"Go!"
He stood up and took her hand.

In an instant, Lin Nian had the illusion that Yan Tingchen, who is so gentle, seemed to feel pretty good if he really wanted to spend his life with him.

But that feeling is only for a moment.

In a blink of an eye, she immediately thought of what happened in the previous life, what he did at that time was really chilling.

To this day, she still clearly remembers his cold eyes at that time, as if she really did something heinous, which directly disgusted him to the bone.

At first, he didn't have a strong control over her, as if he couldn't do without her.

Then he didn't hesitate to force her into the abyss of hell.

The next day Lin Nian got up on time and went to school after breakfast. The black Maybach that Yan Tingchen had been sitting in was now basically Lin Nian's private car, and Yan Tingchen recently drove another black Rolls Royce.

Lin Nian didn't understand these cars, he only knew that each one was a luxury car of great value.

Originally, when Lin Nian continued to go to school in the Maybach today, Yan Tingchen dragged her to Rolls-Royce.

Lin Nian looked puzzled, but the driver had already stepped on the accelerator.

Yan Tingchen, who was wearing a black suit next to her, looked at her with a smile in his clear eyes: "I'll see you off."

Lin Nian pursed his lips and said silently: Why is this person smiling so much recently?

Yan Tingchen smiled naturally and beautifully, with a pair of deep obsidian-like eyes with a little bit of smile, and a slight hook of thin lips, the whole person seemed to have broken through the ice.

The driver drove the car directly to the teaching building, which immediately caused quite a commotion.

Yan Tingchen got out of the car again and came to the other side of the door.

She opened the car door herself.

Before Lin Nian left, he stretched out his hand to stroke her hair again, bent down gently and said affectionately, "Hey, I'll pick you up again in the afternoon."

"good."
He nodded slightly.

Only then did Lin Nian understand what he meant.

Lin Nian was called home only a few years ago, and the person who framed her came out to apologize yesterday morning. This morning, Yan Tingchen drove a luxury car to the bottom of the teaching building in a high-profile manner. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Lin Nian was taken care of by Yan Tingchen The person above, no matter who wants to move Lin Nian, unless it is for death.

Lin Nian watched his car drive away, turned around and walked towards the classroom step by step.

Along the way, it is inevitable to be watched like monkeys.

Just when she arrived in the classroom, a group of classmates surrounded her and asked her how she was doing, which made Lin Nian very uncomfortable.

Liu Liu still smiled so calmly, seeing Lin Nian's popularity at the moment, seemed happier than anyone else.

Days passed, and Lin Nian had already deeply felt the enthusiasm of his classmates. If it wasn't for the girl who asked her to go to the toilet together after class, the boy would go fetch water for her to take with her, or borrow notes for her to copy.

Lin Nian had to sigh that life with a good relationship is really different.

Before the first class in the afternoon, the Youth League branch secretary of the class came to her.

"Lin Nian, do you know that our [-]th anniversary will be in two days' time?"

The group secretary is a girl with short hair and a capable face.

"yes!"
Lin Nian nodded.

"Every class has a program. How many people in our class have signed up. Do you want to sign up?"

he asked.

"don't want."
No Lin Nian thought about it, and he had no interest at all.

The group secretary was stunned for a moment: "Think about it, sing, dance, etc. You can even go up and talk about a talk show."

"No."

He frowned slightly.

"Ok."

The regiment secretary had no choice but to put away his notebook and pen, and returned home.

After walking a few steps, she turned back and said to her, "If you change your mind, tell me anytime."

Lin Nian raised his eyebrows: "No, don't worry."

The group secretary turned around with a face of embarrassment.

Liu Liu, who was on the side, witnessed the whole process, and couldn't help but say, "Niannian, in fact, if you have talent, you can participate. It's a rare opportunity."

Lin Nian shook his head and didn't answer her.

In fact, where does Lin Nian have any talents? He was wandering in an orphanage since he was a child. It is not easy to grow up alive, so where can he learn any talents.

But some people still say that Lin Nian sings very well.

But Lin Nian doesn't know how to put on a show. If she's not careful, she won't show off at all.

She thinks so, but others don't.

Soon, Lin Zihan talked about it with her good sister.

Lin Zihan smiled playfully, listened to the news the woman brought on the phone, and said softly: "Also, the children from her orphanage are also there, what talents can they have?"