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Ye Xiaolou insisted on not taking a car this time, and had to walk into the school. The poor school leader, who was too old, followed the 13-year-old Ye Xiaolou from the school gate to the teaching building. When he returned, his face was covered in sweat.

However, Ye Xiaolou felt better after the wind blowing all the way.

Ye Xiaolou really kept a low profile when he came to the school. Except for the school leaders and a few teachers, no one knew that there was such a special freshman in the school. When he entered the classroom, he was also brought in by the teacher himself. of.

Although he was curious about everything here, he didn't show anything.

Just like a real well-educated young son of aristocratic family, he sat quietly in his seat, even though he couldn't understand anything in the book right now.

He just complained silently in his heart: Oh my God, is this really something for anthropology?

Ye Xiaolou's class is the third class, but for him, it doesn't matter what the class is. When he came, it happened that the school had just started, and the classes had just been assigned. For a freshman like Ye Xiaolou, it was only natural that he Became the focus of attention of the whole class.

At any rate, because the school just started, the teacher did not teach complicated courses at the beginning. Besides, in such a private aristocratic school, the families of these students are either rich or powerful. Students and teachers who send text messages are generally regarded as invisible.

The school leader even ran to the door of the classroom during the second class to take a look at Ye Xiaolou who was listening to the class seriously (in fact, he was deserting if he didn't understand a sentence), and felt that this young master really didn't need to be too worried, he was well-behaved It's on!

"Hello."

When get out of class was over, Ye Xiaolou yawned listlessly, and a boy in the front row hesitated for a while before talking to him.

Ye Xiaolou reacted very slowly, and looked at him for a while before saying, "Are you talking to me?"

"..."

"My name is Qu Yunrui, how about you?"

Ye Xiaolou didn't quite understand the way these students got along with each other, but his adaptability was very good, and he soon realized that he was being approached (a word learned from TV), so Ye Xiaolou just Can deal with it: "My name is Ye Xiaolou."

Qu Yunrui said: "Small building? The one in the big building?"

"No." Ye Xiaolou said seriously: "It's Xiaolou's building."

"...a very special name."

The two looked at each other for a long time again, Ye Xiaolou said expressionlessly: "Do you have anything else to say to me?"

"No...not anymore." Qu Yunrui turned his head away, thinking that this new classmate is really difficult to communicate with. Who else could he be talking to if he didn't talk to him after seeing him for a long time! !

Ye Xiaolou followed for a while inexplicably, tilted his head, and fell asleep lying on the table.

In fact, although Ye Xiaolou is very low-key in this classroom, he would either flip through the book or bury his head in sleep after class, but after all, his appearance is outstanding, and he has such long black hair that even girls can't match, Both boys and girls looked at him openly and secretly, a few girls were so excited that they gathered around the table pointing and discussing in a low voice, but none of them dared to talk to Ye Xiaolou.

It was the first time for little classmate Ye Xiaolou to come to school, and it was the first time he came to another strange place from Xiang's house. The most important thing was that he had just experienced the devastation of being in a car again, and his whole body was listless. I don't want to pay attention to it, and I can't get excited about anything.

This continued until school was over, Ye Xiaolou stood up abruptly when the last school bell rang, the movement was so big that even Qu Yunrui in front of him was startled.

This new classmate, a very temperamental little boy, quickly packed his schoolbag under the surprised eyes of the teacher who had just walked to the door and the little girls who had been peeking at him, and then at a very bizarre speed Out of the classroom through the back door.

It took less than a minute from the time the school bell rang until the new classmate rushed out of the classroom.

So the classroom, which was supposed to be the busiest time of the day, fell into a strange silence.

Of course Ye Xiaolou would not consider the thoughts of those teachers and students, but the consequence of rushing out like this is: he lost his way.

If it is any child in modern life, even if he is only 13 years old, it is not difficult to find the way out of the gate in such a school. After all, no matter how big the middle school is, it is not a maze. Between the garden and the playground, at most, you can ask anyone on the way, and it is too easy to go out.

But it was a bit difficult for Ye Xiaolou.

These huge buildings gave him a very bad impression the moment he just woke up from this world, Ye Xiaolou didn't like the feeling that there seemed to be many people watching him from high places, besides, Ye Xiaolou Lou is so resistant to strangers, if someone took the initiative to talk to him, Ye Xiaolou might give them a few words, but if Ye Xiaolou took the initiative to ask others, it would be the same as giving his hand to Dr. Injections are comparable.

Ye Xiaolou looked up at the sky and turned around in a circle, then lowered his head after a few seconds.

Many commuting students boarded the bus specially delivered to the school gate, but Ye Xiaolou looked at the cars for a while, turned and left expressionlessly.

There was a black Mercedes-Benz parked at the gate of the school. It is said that in such an aristocratic school, no matter what kind of car a Bentley would attract many people, but beside this car, there were two tall bodyguards who had just got off the car.

The one-way black car window was slowly rolled down, and Xiang Shaochen's arm with his cuffs on the car window, whether it was the real gold and silver Lange watch on his wrist, or the heroic and handsome watch wearing sunglasses The face is very eye-catching.

He glanced out, and the bodyguard next to the car immediately bent over and said, "Prince, what are your orders?"

"The person hasn't come out yet?"

Xia Boqiang came over and said, "Young master, we are all watching here, and we will definitely not be able to escape if we come out."

Xiang Shaochen nodded, then seemed to remember something, took off his sunglasses with one hand, and said coldly: "Don't talk like I'm here to trouble him, do you fucking think you're a kidnapper?"

Xia Boqiang quickly bent over and lowered his head: "Yes, what the young master said is true."

There are quite a few students who go to school after school to point and point. If someone knows a little bit, it is not difficult to recognize that the young man sitting in the car is the prince of the mafia family who used to go to school here, but even if someone recognizes If he came out, he would never guess what his purpose for coming to the school gate at this time was.

The prince didn't have any leisure time to come to the school he attended to miss something or meet someone. He specially pushed back the schedule for the afternoon today, just to pick up his younger brother who was just brought back by his father himself.

Before Xiang Yan left, Xiang Shaochen was almost certain that his "brother" Ye Xiaolou, who was knocked out by him and picked up by his father, might have already confirmed his identity as the "little son of the Xiang family" up.

No matter how many beautiful boys Xiang Yan wanted to raise in the yard, Xiang Shaochen wouldn't even say a word. He himself had a woman when he was Ye Xiaolou's age, and he went to various sensual places, His aunt doesn't care much about him in this regard, let alone his father. You must know that as long as Xiang Rou is in Hong Kong, his father will treat him as if he doesn't exist at all.

But Ye Xiaolou is different. Ever since Xiang Shaochen knew that Xiang Yan carried him back to his bedroom, and said that he was his child in front of Liang Haowen, Xiang Shaochen knew that his father was very serious about this young child. is different.

But he still doesn't dare to think about it, if this child stays in the Xiang family like this, what will the entire family group of the Xiang family change because of this child? Even his father, the helm at the top of the family, is Do you really think of this child as just an adopted child?

Xiang Shaochen raised his hand and looked at his watch again. His assistants and bodyguards had already gone to the school to look for them in person, but most of the day students in the school had left halfway, and all kinds of cars at the school gate started one after another. After leaving, Xiang Shaochen finally couldn't sit still.

"Prince!" Xia Boqiang ran over panting, "I went to ask the dean. Ye Xiaolou left the classroom half an hour ago, and now the classroom is empty."

Xiang Shaochen's face was very ugly, but after thinking for two seconds, he suddenly reached out and pulled Xia Baiqiang's tie. Xiang Shaochen's eyes were deep and sharp, piercing through the sunglasses coldly like a dagger: "You just called What? Ye Xiaolou? Ye Xiaolou is also your name?"

Xia Boqiang was stunned for a moment.

Xiang Shaochen almost pointed at his nose and yelled at him: "I tell you Aqiang, even if I don't want to see him anymore, he is still my father's own son! The young master of the Xiang family! As long as my father says something, the Xiang family Up and down, even the young master, I have to treat him as a serious young master! You fucking dare to call him by name?! I think you don’t want to eat this meal, do you? !"

Xia Boqiang was often scolded by Xiang Shaochen, but because this was the first time that this kind of thing happened, Xiang Shaochen was Xiang Yan's biological son, the prince of the underworld family, if he used his posture to reprimand others, it would be Xiang Yan. A remake of Yan's boyhood!