The poor little phoenix I picked up turned out to be the big boss behind it

Huang Xuanjie originally thought of saying hello after asking Jun Qi if he was sure, but when he raised his head, the man disappeared. Unfortunately, he could only exchange greetings with Jun Qi on WeChat.

It was just to ask how he was doing, to compliment Sang Wu on how handsome he was, and so on. Huang Xuanjie returned to school this time to get his file stamped, so the two of them didn't talk much.

But Jun Qi's side was far less peaceful than on WeChat.

After seeing Sang Qi off in the morning, he went back to bed and took a nap. He often didn't have a good rest while filming in other places, so he had to catch up on his own sleep when Sang Wu was away.

He had just woken up not long ago when Huang Xuanjie sent a message. As soon as he took out his phone to check the message, he saw the picture he sent.

In the photo, the trees are green, the sun is shining, the tall boy and princess, with a delicate profile, are walking with a petite girl in their arms. The eyes of the classmates sitting on the ground are full of envy.

Jun Qi stared at the photo in trance. He felt the unhappiness coming from the bottom of his heart. He involuntarily turned off the phone, not wanting to see his brother holding the girl again.

Yesterday, she was asking for a hug from her at home, but today she seemed to have suddenly grown up and hugged someone else so easily.

Jun Qi felt a little sour. He didn't even have time to delve into it, but the words Huang Xuanjie said unintentionally came to mind.

Your brother is so handsome, he must be the school idol of this class of No. [-] Middle School, and the way he hugged someone today was so cool. Once word spreads about what happened today, he will definitely be merciless in receiving love letters from now on.

Yes, their children have good personalities, good grades, good looks, can make money, and can cook. If in the future...

Jun Qi didn't think about the second half of the sentence, because whenever he thought that someone would stay with Sang Wu instead of him in the future, his heart would hurt unconsciously, like a hammer hitting his heart.

And when he didn't know it, a certain Sangwu child had struggled with this idea thousands of times, and even... became more and more crazy each time.

Jun Qi lay on the bed and covered his eyes with his wrists, making it difficult for people to see the emotions in his eyes.

Here, Sang Wu sent the person to the infirmary and then returned to the playground to run. At this moment, he didn't know that the photo of him holding the person had been sent to Jun Qi.

Sang Wu didn't feel any discomfort after the whole day of military training. Maybe it was because the first day was just to let them get used to it, but Sang Wu felt that this was not as intense as the training intensity he sometimes had at home.

However, this temporary squad leader did something that gave him a headache.

To count the number of people, look for the squad leader, to adjust the military posture, to look for the squad leader, even to lead the team to have a meal at noon, to look for the squad leader, and from time to time they are dragged to be used as a model for display, but Xu Lin only needs to stand by and watch.

Students in No. [-] Middle School who do not live in dormitories can leave after school at six o'clock in the afternoon. When he thinks that his brother will be waiting for him at home, Sang Wu is even more eager to return home, and his steps are a little faster.

"Hey... Brother Sang, please wait for us..."

Jiang Wen and Xing Keke also followed Sang Wu. One of them bought a house opposite the school, and the other was close to home, so naturally he would not live in the school.

"Phew~ I'm exhausted. Standing in such a military posture today makes the soles of my feet numb and sore."

Jiang Wen caught up with Sang Wu out of breath, walking on his right, and Xing Keke quickly caught up.

"There must be something wrong with your posture. Look, Sang Wu will be fine."

Xing Keke raised her chin slightly and looked at Sang Wu with admiration. The reason she didn't use herself as an example was because her legs were a little sore.

"Can we compare to Sang Wu's god-given physical ability? I still have some self-awareness on this issue, okay?"

Jiang Wen said nonchalantly.

After all, he had witnessed the grand occasion when Sang Wu climbed all the way to the top of Baiyunguan Mountain without any auxiliary tools. At that time, they were as tired as dogs struggling halfway up the mountain, and someone was already sitting on the top of the mountain eating a lunch made by his brother.

As if he remembered something, Jiang Wen's mind was spinning rapidly. Seeing Sang Wu's impatient look, he said, "Brother Sang, is your beautiful brother back?"

He used an affirmative sentence, because before Jun Qi didn't come back, Sang Wu always did things slowly, as if everything made him uninterested, but as long as Jun Qi came back, Sang Wu was like an inanimate doll. Get the soul and directly fill up the vitality value.

"Well, my brother is back." Even Sang Wu himself didn't notice that when he spoke, the corners of his mouth were curved to an unknown angle, which could even be described as sweet.

And Xing Keke and Sangwu Elementary School were classmates, so naturally she knew that he was very happy now, and she was also happy. Her CPs were together again, and she finally had the inspiration for painting again.

Xing Keke is now a small artist with 30 fans on Weibo. What she likes to draw most is the various star CPs on the Internet. However, in her collection of paintings, there is a series that still has no name, even every other paragraph. Time will bring up topics of discussion.

Of course, there are fans of Jun Qi who feel that one of the protagonists in the painting is very similar to their real protagonist, but since the artist did not explain it, they dare not blame them randomly. Jun Qi’s fan group is also the most organized and united in recent years. Yes, they will not talk nonsense about things that the real owner has not said.

As soon as he reached the school square, Jiang Wen raised his head and took a look. The white clouds and the scorching sun in the morning had disappeared. Now there were large dark clouds in the sky. He couldn't help but sigh, "It's not going to rain."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a roar in the clouds.

It's thundering.

Large and dusty water droplets fell sparsely, and Xing Keke was speechless.

"Jiang Wen, you crow's mouth!"

"How can you blame me? This is a natural phenomenon."

Jiang Wen quickly took off his schoolbag and put it on his head, not forgetting to tell Sang Wu to act quickly, otherwise he would be a drowned rat in a short while.

Xing Keke is a careful girl, so naturally she brought an umbrella. Although it was a parasol, it could barely cover her from the rain.

"Sang Wu, why don't we go to the eaves and find a place to take shelter? It's going to be rainy."

Xing Keke looked at the rain that had begun to become thinner. Sure enough, summer rain is very changeable.

"no need."

Sang Wu's voice fell on the ears of the two of them, and he himself stopped and looked straight ahead.

The two of them followed his gaze.

In the rain, a man holding a black umbrella walked toward them. Although his steps were fast, he was completely different from the hurried people around him. His posture was upright, and his white thin shirt was blown close to him by the wind. On the waist and abdomen, a black mask covered the lower half of the face, but a pair of eyes was only staring at one person from beginning to end.

Seeing his brother looking at him stupidly, Jun Qi quickly ran two steps and pulled him under the umbrella.