A Few Steps To Color Your Little Rival [Transmigration Book]

The three members of the family had breakfast together in the morning, and Bai Ye always filled a glass of warm milk for Xu Suici first, and then helped Chen Sui.

With his mobile phone in his hand, Chen Sui quickly dialed the special app for the campus. The daily update column was broadcast by the student union officer of Saint Laurent Elite College, and the other selection interfaces were assigned to the department heads of each department on the campus. The rest of the forum area was It is a happy world for students, and every day in the forum, all kinds of shocking melons on campus are announced.

For example: "The three young masters of the Zhao family met at night with the flowers of the first line of the Department of Political Science and Law, and they stayed together in XXX for two hours."

"Ladies' new bags: Birkin? Kelly? Constance slaughter bag season to quickly start two, there are pictures and the truth."

"I came across a long-legged senior from a certain department and a cute companion with a pair of peak looks and sweet behavior. Hurry up and knock this pair of CPs together."

"The Disaster of God Xiao's Broken Arm: Come in and present flowers and blessings to our God of Art."

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With so many hot posts, Xiao Shen's post was pushed to HOT with a high number of replies.

Chen Sui stretched out two fingers to push the milk cup in front of him, and moved it abruptly in front of Xu Suici, "Give it to him, he is short and needs calcium supplementation."

Laughing at people who are poor and struck by lightning, talking about people being short.

Bai Ye also agrees, "Drink more milk every year." That innocent smile seems to say that everything is for the sake of growing taller.

Xu Sui was furious, he would never allow these two people to talk to him in a tone like a parent's, his character set is a mad dog attack!

Chen Sui didn't care about eating breakfast and read the gossip intently. Originally, he didn't have the soul of gossip, but the post on HOT was the most mysterious existence in the entire Academy of Saint Laurent.

Xiao Juan took up a few of them.

First of all, no one has really seen the true face of Xiaoshen Lushan. It is said that when others were in junior high school, he was admitted to the Saint Laurent Elite Academy with almost perfect marks, becoming the youngest student in the history of the academy.

The second is that Xiao Shen has the privilege of going in and out of any place and classroom at will in the academy. Although he himself prefers to stay in his private studio for a longer time, the professors who teach in the classrooms that Xiao Shen walks into will be very cautious, for fear of being caught by this person. Known as the smartest student ever to find fault.

The last one is a rumor, it is said that Xiao Shen never paints with colors, all the compositions are pure black, white and gray, even so, it can't stop a sketch of Xiao Shen from being auctioned at Sotheby's auction house for a record price of 4000 million .

Chen Suiguang was brainwashed enough by listening to these hype rumors.

There are no gods in the world, but through word of mouth, through continuous processing, transformation and artistic beautification, they naturally become gods.

But his curiosity towards Xiao Juan was surprisingly full.

Didn't it mean that Xiao Shen would never show his face in public?How can you say see details in the post?

Chen Sui couldn't help the comparison between men and men secretly, so he secretly clicked on the post.

On the interface that opened quickly, the host did post a relatively clear picture, which should be the result of a candid shot deliberately, but he definitely did his best.

In the photo, Xiao Juan is wearing a set of sports and leisure clothes. His shoulders are wide and his waist is narrow. He is not weak when the wind blows, but he is tall and straight. His face is really invisible. He is wearing a high-end custom-made rhinestone mask. Luxurious in a low-key way, and elegant in details in a mysterious way.

His arm was covered with plaster, and was secretly photographed by the pursuer holding up his mobile phone. It is estimated that after the person found out, a bodyguard blocked the camera with his hand, so he reluctantly left a photo that cannot be called an image mark.

Even so, the number of posts continued to pile up rapidly, and there were only nearly 2000 students in the Elite Academy, and almost a few hundred followers were expressing fanatical admiration.

Xu Suici craned his neck to take a peek, "Aren't you peeking at Yeye's photo?!"

Chen Sui stretched out his chopsticks to grab his Gouerduo, and said with all his evil intentions, "Bai Ye is right in front of me, I don't want to look at my real self, what kind of photo is there to see!"

As soon as the words came out, he suddenly pouted.

Is this an indirect confession?

However, Bai Ye, an emotional idiot, didn't respond at all, but rescued the poor little dog Xu from the chopstick attack of the big devil Chen.

Xu Sui got a cheap resignation and started to be good-looking, pestering Bai Ye to ask if he has time recently, and if he wants to go somewhere to play?

Bai Ye smoothed the slight wrinkles between the white uniforms with his fingers, and said in a normal heart, "I don't have much free time recently. The main reason is that Chen Sui's homework should be ranked first. Wait for a while, okay?"

He reached out and rubbed Xu Suici's hair to show comfort.

He looks more and more like my mother.

bah bah bah!

The balance in my wife's heart must be constantly tilting towards me.

Xu Suici rolled his eyes at the triumphant bamboo horse Gong, gritted his teeth and thought, one day I will redeem my wife so that he will never have to suffer from studying with you again!

According to the daily work arrangement, Xu Suici took a bus full of gray uniformed employees, and then used a tablet computer to select a work area away from the art gallery.

Usually the staff members on the bus don't communicate much, but today one or two of them chattered non-stop.

Xu Suici thought they were noisy, so he took out old-fashioned earphones from his pocket, stuffed his ear holes full, closed his eyes and took a nap.

Who would have thought that he fell asleep.

In a sweet dream, he saw Bai Ye in a bridal gown running towards him, calling him Sui Sui's husband.

Xu Suici was so happy that he rushed forward to give his wife a loving princess hug.

Unexpectedly, Bai Ye was a head taller than him and weighed more than a dozen catties. Xu Suici reluctantly hugged Bai Ye in his arms. gasping.

Bai Ye's beautiful facial features were distorted by anger, and he pointed at his nose and cursed, "Xu Suici, you can't do it!"

I can do it, I can do it, I can do it!

From an inexplicable corner, three [-]-meter tall and aura-like Gong walked out, and the three of them lifted Bai Ye from his arms easily, and refused to let go no matter how much Bai Ye begged.

Xu Suici was so anxious that he took a closer look at his arch-enemy, Zhuma Gong, the flirtatious Gong, and Gong Er who hadn't officially met yet.

The three of them walked to a 188-high kingsize super big bed, threw the host and subject into the soft mattress and rolled.

Those three scumbags were tall and burly, they grabbed the edge of the bed with both hands and rolled over, leaving only Xu Suici at the bottom to worry.

Beast, that's my wife alone!

Xu Suici jumped up and down, bouncing up and down, exhausting all his breastfeeding strength, but he couldn't touch the edge of the bed no matter what.

Suddenly a person came from behind and easily picked up Xu Suici from where he was.

Xu Suici thanked him very much, "Thank you."

Looking back, Xiao Juan replied indifferently, "You're welcome." He hugged the man strangely and left in the opposite direction, and asked him contemptuously, "Leave your wife and be my painting tool, okay?"

oooooooo~

Xu Suici was so startled that his head broke into a cold sweat, and he almost fell off his seat when he opened his eyes.

The mobile phone played the light and crisp bubble bursting sound of "SOAP" in the top pocket, adding a touch of horror to the messy nightmare.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Xu Suici hurriedly took out his mobile phone, and the chief dispatcher who arranged the work quickly asked him through the microphone: "Have you been to the art gallery recently?"

Xu Suici was mostly awake, "No."

The chief dispatcher reluctantly took Xu Suici, who didn't have a personal information card, to work in the academy because he received a favor from Chen Sui's family.

The chief dispatcher said very seriously, "That's good, don't do the work that the system has arranged for you today, and don't get off the bus later, there will be another special route arrangement."

After speaking, I hung up the phone, making people confused.

After that, almost all the men in the carriage who were about the same age as Xu Suici received a call from the chief dispatcher, and the originally noisy environment suddenly fell silent.

All female staff and older men get off along the road.

According to the chief dispatcher, there will be special work arrangements waiting for everyone.

The big bus has never gone around such a long distance, transporting a car of people to a building that has never been before.

Someone familiar murmured, "Why did you come to the principal's office building?"

Xu Suici got out of the car with the remaining seven or eight people. The small square in front of the office building gathered nearly 100 young men of similar age.

But the youngest should be Xu Suici himself.

Everyone who got off the bus got a number plate and lined up as required, and the people in the office building called the number, and when they were called, they went in one by one, but they never came out again.

At first everyone thought it was just a simple job scheduling, but when Xu Suici took out his mobile phone and wanted to play for a while, he found that the signal of the entire scene was blocked.

The weird atmosphere is like an annoying dream, come and go.Someone earlier began to speculate whether something valuable was lost in the college. The year before last, a female student’s loose diamond custom-made ring was lost, and a police dog was specially called to cooperate with the search. Now that the scene is not small, it must be More important is lost.

The chatter was quiet, but the heated debate continued.

Some people also said that it was definitely not the loss of valuables, otherwise the police would solve the problem faster.

Probably silent for a while.

Someone boldly said, no need to guess, it must be because Xiaoshen's arm was injured, our principal was furious, and wanted to dig out the culprit.

The name Xiao Shen was a little familiar.

Xu Suici finally couldn't help but interjected and asked, "What is Xiao? Just this god or something, probably not a three-year-old kid? Why did you call us here because your arm was injured? It's not because the bird's nest is full?"

Others saw him as young and ignorant, so they kindly reminded him, "This Xiao Shen is not ordinary, he is one of the successors of a certain consortium, it is said that both of his hands have invested one billion in insurance policies, let alone injured. , even if I twisted my finger while painting, the insurance company would have to lose money.”

Xu Suici originally wanted to laugh at the exaggerated setting of this book.

The siren sounded in his mind, blinding him with fright.

Surnamed Xiao, art gallery, injured arm...

shit.

Is the kick I kicked the pervert so cruel?Foshan Wuyingjiao?Will you ask me to pay one billion yuan! !

Thin cold sweat began to drip down from his forehead.

Someone asked, little brother, are you hot?

Xu Suici: No, I'm so cold.

The person who read the number plate had called his number three times before Xu Suici walked into a closed room in the office building with the help of two security guards on the left and right, as if in a dream.

The room is white, with four high walls blocking the distance of sight, and the sense of overloaded seriousness is suffocating.

Xu Suici sat on the stool and tried his best to maintain his composure. He has been a four-good boy since he grew up, a good boy in the head teacher's eyes, and a good employee in the eyes of the boss.

He really didn't deliberately embark on a criminal path.

By the way, that Xiao Juan is actually the first attack in this book, why is he so fragile, is he made of glass?I said his most powerful weapon is his straight eyes!

The person sitting opposite Xu Suici coughed lightly, interrupting someone's messy thoughts, and began to ask, "What were you doing between 9 and 17 o'clock in the evening on September 7? Who was with you at that time? Someone Can the certificate prove that you were together at the time?"

Of course Xu Suici knew what time period the other party was talking about.

The accident happened so suddenly that there was no time to find an accomplice to perjury.

Xu Suici said slowly, "It's been a while, can you let me think about it."

The person who asked the question laughed, "Isn't this what happened a few days ago? Why is memory malfunctioning at such a young age?"

Xu Suici answered, "Who says it's not? I don't look young, I really don't have a good memory..."

Secretly picking at my fingers, I wondered if I said that I have intermittent amnesia, even if I kicked Xiao Metamorphosis, but I just couldn’t remember, what is the probability that I don’t have to pay someone a billion?

While he was struggling in his heart, there were more than a dozen people standing outside the wall watching all the movements in the room.

One of the walls is a fake wall, which is just a glass to the outside.

The principal, Zhang Zhizhen, was furious about Xiao Juan's injury, not only because Xiao Juan became famous as a young man, but more importantly, the Xiao family and the Zhang family were old friends, and the future heir of the Xiao family was injured, so it was difficult for the Xiao family to know Don't get angry.

Zhang Zhizhen didn't know about Xiao Juan's injury at first, if the assistant secretary hadn't reported to the principal early in the morning that he found a picture of Xiao Juan in a plaster cast on the APP forum, he, the head of the school, would have been kept in the dark.

Ask Xiao Juan, Xiao Juan's personality will definitely not say anything.

I had to check it myself.

The students and companions in the academy would definitely not mess with Xiao Juan's hair. I believe they have heard at home that the power of the Xiao family is enough to shake the industrial lifeline of half of Huaguo, and they will not be so stupid as to hit the tip of the knife.

And these staff in gray uniforms often go in and out of various places of the academy, and they are the most suspicious.

What's more, the nearby monitoring showed that on the night of September 9, someone did break into the six-pointed star crystal building of the Art Gallery.

The principal personally led people to interrogate dozens of employees who were more qualified, but he had no clue, and it was the time for impatience.

Seeing Xu Suici's flickering answer again, he decided to focus on the inquiry.

Accompanied by the butler Huo Dou, Xiao Juan appeared coldly in front of everyone, covering his cheeks with a mask as always, and his walking posture already exuded an air of superiority.

"Master Xiao, why are you here?" Hearing that he came in person, even Zhang Zhizhen, who is an elder, couldn't help but call the other party "Master Xiao".

Xiao Juan didn't want to come at first, but he wanted to know if that little pervert would be caught, and with a curiosity that he couldn't understand, he led Huo Dou out to have a look.

This is really a coincidence.

It's not the enemy but the road is narrow.

The little pervert just happened to be sitting in the room, fidgeting with sweat dripping down his face.

Xiao Juan called the principal lightly, "Uncle Zhang." It was as good as it should be.

A pair of long and narrow eyes had swept into the glass window, and asked softly, "What's his name?"