Aristocrat Boys School

After completing the general exams in the last week, the New Year's Eve party is coming as scheduled.

Sanston fell into a carnival after the tension, and the teacher allowed these students who were about to usher in the holidays to chat and sleep in class, and let go of the last few days.The morning of the prom was a school assembly, listening to the speeches of the school leaders and student union representatives for a full two hours, interspersed with some singing and other talent shows occasionally, which seemed not so dull.When Shen Shuting came out, Jian Chi could clearly feel the drowsy energy of the people around him, and Zhang Yang, who was sitting next to him, came over and commented in a low voice: "This looks really like a prince."

Jian Chi couldn't help laughing at this title, thinking that Shen Shuting was still giving a speech on the stage, he just bent his lips, "It's very appropriate."

"In the first year, someone jokingly called him a prince on HS." Zhang Yang was a little disgusted. "Although his appearance fits the bill, his temper is more like the prince's vicious stepmother. The president himself should hate this title very much. After that, no one dared to call him a prince." gone."

It is conceivable that this face has an expression of repulsion and disgust, and Jian Chi has seen it many times.

When night fell, Lincoln stopped in front of the school one after another, and walked down a group of elegant girls in evening gowns. The sweet perfume and gentle laughter that belonged to women gradually filled the whole Sanston, imprisoned in everyone's heart. That trace of eagerness to move is indulged in the melodious piano dance music.

Jian Chi changed into the white suit, and Zhang Yang, who was waiting outside, specially styled it. The wheat-colored skin and the light-colored suit looked extraordinarily sunny and healthy.He looked at Jian Chi, who lowered his head and locked the door, and said 'Huh' in surprise, "Aren't you wearing that black dress?"

There was a slight pause in the movements of his hands, and Jian Chi took out the key and put it in his pocket, and walked towards the direction of the auditorium, "No." After that, he did not continue to explain.

Zhang Yang seemed to understand something, touched his nose, his eyes lit up as he looked around, and waved forward, "Wen Chuan!"

People around looked over, Zhang Yang waved his hand without hesitation, and Jian Chi couldn't help but be drawn away.

It was evening, the sky was gray, and Wen Chuan was standing outside the auditorium, wearing an ordinary black suit. Standing there doing nothing still attracted many girls to whisper.He tied his long satin-like black hair behind his head, and a few strands of fine bangs hung down his fair cheeks. He turned around when he heard Zhang Yang's voice, and when he met Jian Chi, his indifferent eyebrows and eyes fluctuated slightly, extremely It was so light, and when Jian Chi walked in front of her, she couldn't see anything unusual.

"Why didn't you go in first?" Zhang Yang stepped up and teased, "Would you be waiting for us?"

Wen Chuan didn't explain, just looked at Jian Chi silently for a while, and walked a little slower than usual when he entered the auditorium, as if waiting for the people behind to catch up, "The clothes look good."

It wasn't until after walking a certain distance that Jian Chi realized that the last sentence seemed to be addressed to him, and it seemed abrupt to add "thank you" now. She was thinking about what to say when she was interrupted by Zhang Yang's words: " Jian Chi, look at twelve o'clock, the girl with short hair and yellow skirt."

Jian Chi took advantage of the opportunity to look over, and standing in front of her was a girl with short chestnut hair who was joking with her companion, wearing a bright yellow tutu skirt, and the jewelry on her wrist and neck reflected the light of expensive diamonds, which was as dazzling and beautiful as her smile.She seemed to have noticed that someone was looking at her, she tilted her head to face Zhang Yang and raised the wine glass in her hand, showing eight neat teeth in a smile.

After getting used to the environment surrounded by the same sex every day, the smell of women's perfume made Jian Chi feel a little restrained and nervous, and more often than not, she was not used to it.Zhang Yang's thoughts seemed to have been taken away, and he smiled back at the girl's handsomeness.In fact, most of Sanston’s students have already picked up their wine glasses, shuttled freely in the huge auditorium, chatted and laughed with those well-dressed girls, and extended invitations in a gentlemanly manner. There are countless couples dancing in the middle of the dance floor figure.

"I've met that girl before," Zhang Yang said in a low voice. "I added her HS at the prom last year, and we chatted a few times. Wait a minute, Jane Chi, I'll go over and say hello."

This "wait" probably means that there is no follow-up, Jian Chi gave Zhang Yang a "good luck" look, took a glass of light red liquid from the waiter's tray, put it to his mouth, and took a sip. Being taken away by Wen Chuan beside him, his cold voice was concise and concise: "Drink less."

"I thought it was a drink," Jian Chi recalled the astringency in his mouth, and smiled, "It doesn't matter if you drink it once in a while. Tomorrow is the New Year, so you should have fun. Isn't grandma out of danger? You Don't worry too much."

"Well," Wen Chuan eased a little, his thumb slowly rubbed the outer wall of the wine glass, and his thin lips parted slightly, "Zhang Yang said Zhou Tian, ​​you and Ji Huaisi are out of school."

Jian Chi didn't expect Wen Chuan to ask this suddenly, so she nodded, "He wants to ask me something."

"Is this dress new?" Wen Chuan didn't answer him, but asked quietly, "I haven't seen it before."

Jian Chi hesitated for a while, "I borrowed it from others."

Although he didn't say who it was, Wen Chuan seemed to have guessed the candidate.He licked the corners of his cold lips, put the wine glass aside, slowly put it into his left pocket, paused, as if he wanted to say something to Jane Chi, "I..."

"Shao Hang is here."

Others' voices interrupted Wen Chuan's words, and at the same time took away Jian Chi's attention.

The music seemed to stop for a brief moment, and everyone's eyes were focused on the main entrance of the auditorium.Shao Hang wore a black suit with dark patterns. The fabric wrapped a strong chest and a well-proportioned and powerful waist. The long legs under the suit pants seemed to have just stepped out of a magazine. His unruly red hair was neatly combed behind his head. His brows and eyes looked deeper.With a vague smile on his lips, he seemed to have already gotten used to the feeling of being watched by everyone, and walked into the center of the auditorium unhurriedly.

Most people are easy to wear a suit with a sense of formality, but Shao Hang makes people feel that they can pull out a gun from the back or pull off their tie in a second and start a fight on the spot.The suit has only a tight sense of restraint and an oncoming ruffian on him.

Jian Chi could hear some people whispering around, including those girls from McCurry Girls Academy who also talked about Shao Hang's name with fear and curiosity. Obviously, these two words were no strangers in their circle. .A pure-looking girl picked up a glass of wine, raised her swan-like neck and walked towards Shao Hang. Without saying a word, Shao Hang walked around her directly, and the uncontrollable laughter around her made the girls The blushing that was originally full of confidence reached her neck, and she lifted her skirt to leave behind a somewhat embarrassed figure.

"It's really beyond her control," someone laughed beside her, "Don't she know that Shao Hang will never accept invitations to dance together?"

"It is estimated that I am very confident in myself, I did not expect to be rejected."

In the eyes of these people, Shao Hang's ignorance seemed very natural, but the girl who took the initiative was being looked up and down by some people with not-so-kind eyes.

Jian Chi silently sighed in his heart, Shao Hang penetrated the crowd as if locking on a prey, and stared straight at him, even a distance of a few meters made Jian Chi feel suffocated by someone strangling his neck, and subconsciously hid behind others .But it was too late, Shao Hang's deep and sullen voice came from afar along with his steps on the ground: "Why don't you wear the dress I gave you?"

There seemed to be several eyes looking over, but fortunately the auditorium was spacious enough and the piano sound was loud enough, Jian Chi lowered his head to avoid these scrutiny, even though he held back the sarcasm that wanted to refute, in the end he just replied perfunctorily: "Forgot gone."

It doesn't make sense, so I just followed Shao Hang's train of thought, but Shao Hang obviously wasn't easy to fool, he glanced at Wen Chuan who stood in front of Jian Chi, squinted his eyes, and the smile on his lips had a hint of sarcasm , and gave a 'tsk' indifferently, "It's so strange that dogs can also be put in? The clothes are gifts from Fu's family, I said, why is it so shabby."

The fists on Wen Chuan's side tightened little by little, his whole body was like a tense sculpture, he met Shao Hang's disdainful gaze indifferently, and did not refute a word for a long while.

"Shao Hang," Jian Chi's chest felt restless, almost like a rare anger, he stepped out and stood in front of Wen Chuan, his voice was one step faster than his brain, "Shut up if you can't speak, or Yes, you have to apologize to Wen Chuan."

"You want me to apologize to him?"

A rhetorical question, full of indomitable arrogance, faintly ignited anger.

These words seemed to have completely ignited Shao Hang's fuse, his voice was deep and trembling, and the picture of him standing with Wen Chuan was too conspicuous, and many people had already seen it.Melodious dance music, intimate boys and girls on the dance floor, and people holding wine glasses next to them, whispering curiously with their companions.Jian Chi pressed his temple with a headache, and it really came true, and he couldn't escape the fate of being watched like a monkey.

Of course he could choose to follow Shao Hang, put on the clothes and watch he gave him, and make this young master happy.But why?

Shao Hang is unreasonable, why should he listen to his fallacies?Thinking of Shao Hang breaking into the dormitory again regardless of his wishes, Jian Chi only felt a lingering boredom.

Seeing that Jane did not speak for a long time, Shao Hang simply grabbed his wrist and was stopped by Wen Chuan in the middle. Someone around him exclaimed, and just before a confrontation filled with gunpowder was about to begin, the gentle and steady voice interspersed, soothing Flatten this frizz.

"What are you all doing here?" Ji Huaisi, who was wearing a gray suit, came from the crowd, his steps were calm and elegant, with a white rose brooch pinned to his chest, and his smile remained unchanged facing Shao Hang's uneasy expression , "The way you greet each time is so special, you can't blame Wen Chuan for misunderstanding, let go of your hand first, you scare others."

Taking advantage of Shao Hang's distraction, Jian Chi pulled out his wrist, and heard Wen Chuan beside him whisper, "Sorry, there are too many people here, so I can't directly start. Are you okay?"

"It's okay, don't be impulsive." Jian Chi didn't know whether to be grateful or stop first, when he looked down, his wrist was really red.

"Jane Chi," Ji Huaisi didn't bother Shao Hang any more, and smiled warmly at Jian Chi in front of him after approaching, deeper than before, "The clothes really suit you very well."

Jian Chi didn't react, let alone noticed the change in Shao Hang's eyes at this moment, and replied, "Thank you."

"How about a dance, if you want to thank me?"

The new dance music played, Ji Weisi hooked the corners of his lips, and stretched out his inviting right hand to Jian Chi, with a calm and elegant posture, almost no one realized that he was inviting a man like him.

Jian Chi's heart seemed to have been hit by something, and she felt astonished. She played back this sentence over and over again, only to be sure that Ji Huaisi really looked into his eyes and said this invitation.

Invite him to... dance?

At the moment when the atmosphere was stagnant, Shao Hang's dangerous voice sounded from beside him, interrupting him word by word: "Without my permission, you cannot accept anyone's invitation."

Extremely domineering.

He raised the corners of his lips and stared at Jian Chi.

"You've accepted my brooch, haven't you?"