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This kind of voice came and went, and lasted until the New Year's Day party. Lu Mingxiao forcefully asked Ye Hanzheng to change into a skirt that did not miss the shoulders, covered it tightly, and even found a shawl, double-layered cover, Ye Hanzheng smiled. Just let him help with matching, and wear whatever you want, and he will not refuse anyone who comes.It wasn't until the moment when he took the stage that the warm applause suppressed the erratic voice these days, but the wonderful feeling was already engraved in his heart, and some things seemed to be different.

There were a few people standing in the last row of the auditorium with cigarettes in their mouths. Xu Sheng led the disciplinary committee over and said, "Student, please pinch your cigarettes."

The one who took the lead was Feng Sheng who had intercepted Qiao Ke. He had dropped out of school a long time ago. Now he would wander around the school if he had nothing to do, leading a group of brothers who had been following him around to find fault.

Among them was Liang Shaoyu, who had to attend classes at school and silently choked out his cigarette.

Xu Sheng recorded the names of several people, and found a man wearing a peaked cap who looked a bit unfamiliar, and asked him, "Which class are you in?"

Liang Shaoyu said: "He is my friend, not our school."

Xu Sheng said, "Did you bring it in?"

Liang Shaoyu said, "Yes."

"Then the cigarette he smokes will be your fault."

"Don't, sister." The peaked cap exhaled a smoke ring, sprayed it on Xu Sheng's face, and said with a smile: "It's rare to come here, let's save face."

Xu Sheng choked directly, and was pulled behind by the male classmate of the Disciplinary Committee: "Student, please show some respect. If you are not from this school, please leave immediately. Otherwise, I will call the security guard, and it will not be as simple as just letting you go."

These words were also aimed at Feng Sheng, Liang Shaoyu said: "Brother Sheng, I have seen it, let's go."

Feng Sheng said yes, and went out with a group of younger brothers in his pockets. He came to watch the fun, but someone wanted to see an old friend. The peaked cap stood still, and Liang Shaoyu tugged him.

"What do you think of the little servant named Ye?" the peaked cap said suddenly.

Liang Shaoyu looked at the group of people on the stage who were taking a curtain call and said, "It's okay."

The peaked cap laughed mockingly: "Is it possible? His mother is in a tertiary film. His acting skills must be fine."

The New Year's Day party ended perfectly. Lu Mingxiao and Ye Hanzheng became the focus of the whole school because of their stage play performance. Needless to say, Lu Mingxiao knew each other when he was not on stage, but it was only when he was on stage that people were surprised. There were many people discussing it, and one of the girls caught the point: "Isn't his skin too fair? I really wanted to jump up and ask him what skin care products he uses!"

"Yes, yes! And the eyelashes, too long, aren't they? Are you sure it's not fake?"

"Probably not." A girl with glasses said, "His skin is naturally fair. He was very fair when he was in elementary school."

"Primary school? Is he your primary school classmate?"

"It's not in the same class, but it's strange. It seems that few of them are in our school."

"His family is poor, right?" A boy from the same grade came over and said.

The girl with glasses was taken aback: "Who did you hear that from?"

"I forgot too. I only know that he has been a servant of a rich family since he was a child."

"Haha, don't talk nonsense, okay, you're still young? What age is it now, who would be a servant?"

"That's right, besides, Classmate Ye is so good-looking and well-dressed, and his family background must be very good, how can he be a servant?"

The boys also thought it was ridiculous: "I just heard people say that."

"Impossible, impossible. Why do you still come to school as a servant? If you really have been serving people since you were a child, it would be too embarrassing, right?"

They talked and walked towards the school gate. Qiao Ke changed her clothes, rushed to the gate of the auditorium and patted Ye Hanzheng on the shoulder: "I've been waiting for a long time! The stepmother will take you home now!" He hasn't played yet, still immersed In the role of stepmother: "I'm really talented in acting! Why didn't I discover it earlier? Why don't you fill in the film school when you fill out your application? Thinking of him being so into the show! When I was bullying you, he looked like he was standing in the background, as if he was going to rush out and beat me up, but a real performer should be so devoted! It’s just that the aura is too full, Those who knew thought he was playing the role of a prince, those who didn’t know thought he was playing the role of a king!”

Qiao Kebaba talked all the way, Ye Hanzheng didn't say much, and stopped at the bus stop and asked him: "Do you think it's a shame to be a servant?"

"Servant? What servant?"

"It's about serving others and taking care of others."

"Nanny?" Qiao Ke said, "Isn't this a normal thing?"

"Then what if you start working as a servant from an early age?"

"Since childhood? How can anyone be a servant since childhood? It must be for the sake of living when they grow up."

Ye Hanzheng asked seriously: "I mean, if, if someone started working as a servant at a very young age, would you laugh at him?"

Qiao Ke said: "Of course not, how old are you? My dad said not to laugh at anyone. No matter what he does, he must have his reasons or difficulties. Although I used to laugh at others when I was not sensible, but That was all when I was young, and I had no brains when I was young, so I would definitely feel that serving others is a shameful thing."

What's the big deal, isn't it just Lu Mingxiao's little follower.

What kind of servant? I heard that he is a servant. Being a servant at such a young age is really useless.

Haha, little servant, little slave, worthless!

It turned out to be like this...Ye Hanzheng suddenly recalled that the day he came to Qi'an City and just entered school, he was surrounded by a group of children, listening to them chattering that he was Lu Mingxiao's little servant and little follower. He didn't take it to heart, but since then Lu Mingxiao didn't let him call you young master in school, and even went away separately in middle school, pretending not to know each other. He always thought that Lu Mingxiao was afraid that his classmates would feel embarrassed when they heard that name. .

Only now did he suddenly realize that it was not because he was shy, but because he was afraid that others would laugh at him, so he kept his distance on purpose for so many years.

That night, when Lu Mingxiao was there, Ye Hanzheng walked in with a bowl of soup, instead of leaving as usual, he asked softly, "Master, can I sit here and do my homework?"

Lu Mingxiao said: "Yes." He asked him to move a chair and sit opposite.

In fact, there wasn't much homework, Ye Hanzheng finished it in a few minutes, and for the rest of the time he kept staring at Lu Mingxiao, watching, and subconsciously shouted: "Master."

"Ok?"

Ye Hanzheng didn't speak, and after a while, he called out again: "Master."

Lu Mingxiao asked: "What's wrong?"

Ye Hanzheng still didn't reply, but called again: "Master."

"Tsk." Lu Mingxiao put down the book and glanced at him impatiently: "Is there something wrong?"

Ye Hanzheng said with a smile, "It's all right."

"What are you yelling about?" Lu Mingxiao picked up the book again, and was about to turn the pages when he suddenly heard him say, "Because I like it."

"I like this title, and I like you to be my young master."