Chapter 577
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The girls screamed and got up from their seats and ran out of the classroom.
Mo Yi Chen's people appeared at the door of the classroom, and Han Jinchu's heart beat violently at the bedside. It's him. He's coming!
What to do? What is she going to do?! What is he doing here?
Mo Yichen looks around the classroom. All the boys are sitting in the classroom. There are few girls sitting in the classroom. They are also looking at him with a look of worship. And these girls around him will not have Han Jinchu.
He's not in the class.
After a while, Han Jinchu dared to poke his head out from behind the curtain. Mo Yichen has left, and the classroom is calm.
"What are you doing behind the curtains?" Yang Ying came in from outside, glanced at her indifferently, and sat down on her seat.
"No, No. That is Look at the scenery. " She stammered and came out from behind the curtain.
Fortunately, she hid in time, otherwise, can't be seen by Mo Yi Chen? If you see it, she really don't know what to say with Mo Yichen.
I come here because my father and aunt Feng want me to get some more money from you?
Or, I miss you very much, Xia Yichen?
No matter what you say, Mo Yichen won't become Xia Yichen, and those past can't go back.
More probably, Mo Yi Chen has no memory of a man named Han Jinchu in the world.
Her hands could not help but grasp the corner of the skirt, which she caught out of several folds.
"What are you thinking?" Yang Ying glanced at her again, then put an object on her desk, and said coldly: "for you, love or not."
Han Jinchu regained consciousness and saw Yang Ying on her desk is a bottle of yogurt. Her eyes suddenly brightened, the corners of her mouth rose involuntarily, her eyes burning at Yang Ying, excitedly asked, "is this for me?"
"Thank you for taking me to the copy room." Yang Ying said: "this bottle of yoghurt is a thank you gift. In the future, if there is no need, we should not have intersection."
The light in her eyes faded.
Or do not have intersection?
How hurtful?
"Good." She nodded and picked up the bottle of yogurt, but there was no trace of joy in her eyes.
Lunch time soon arrived, everyone found their new partner to have lunch, only she, left the classroom alone. This kind of loneliness, should have been used to, but why still feel sad?
"It doesn't matter..." "Get used to it," she murmured
When she looked up again, there was no sense of loss in her eyes. Covering up her sadness has become a skill for her.
The last class in the afternoon is a self-study class. The teacher specially organized them to visit various interest classes.
"This is the painting class. If you have enough of the painting class, you can stay here and visit. You must remember not to damage anything here. The other students come with me. " North teacher with other students left, left a few girls to learn painting.
Han Jinchu was acutely aware that there were three girls in the painting class and Yang Ying.
The world is not small, but it is very small.
"Well, children from poor families come to learn painting too?" One of the three girls disdained to say such a sentence, causing several others to laugh.
Only Yang Ying, she did not smile, but also did not help her speak.
The studio is very large. There are many easels. Next to each easel are a stack of plastic paper and a box of pencils.
She had never used the easel before and could not help touching it. The Wooden Easel had a wonderful touch, and her eyes quickly turned red. When her family saw her painting, they would only think that she was not engaged in her work. Now, she can finally paint openly.
But she didn't expect that her move was seen in the eyes of the three girls.
"Hello, Han Jinchu! You can touch it carefully. Do you know what this easel is made of? This is teak. It's broken. I can't afford to sell your tricycle! " When the girl finished, she again made everyone laugh.
She clenched her fist and walked to one side in silence.
After school bell rings, North teacher said that after school bell rings, you can go home directly. The students in the studio walked out of the studio one after another, leaving her alone. She went to the easel and whispered, "I'll make good use of you..."
With that, she went to the school gate alone, and the tricycle painted with the words "Shun Feng express" stopped at the school gate, causing many people to watch.
"Dad Han Jinchu a few steps to run forward: "sorry to have kept you waiting."
"It's OK. Get in the car." Han's father was surprised to see those who were watching them. He drove the electric tricycle and asked, "Jinchu, why are they looking at us so much? Is it What progress have you made with young master Yi Chen? "Progress? Does it count to see three times a day?
She was silent and did not answer, the autumn wind blew her face, there was a trace of pain.
When he returned to the small rental house, Han Jinnian, who had always been annoyed by her, ran to her in an abnormal way, and asked expectantly, "sister, are you back?"
This is the first time in many years that Han Jinnian didn't call her name directly!
She looked a little flattered, and quickly replied, "well, back!"
"What happened to you and the young master? Any progress? Does he remember you? Do you think you're ugly and don't want to talk to you? " Han Jinnian asked a series of questions about one person - Mo Yichen!
The smile on Han Jinnian's face was momentarily stagnant. What she cared about was not her return home. The fundamental concern is Mo Yi Chen.
"Is Jinchu back?" Feng qinlan's voice came from the room, and then the footsteps in a hurry sounded. Feng qinlan came out of the room and asked anxiously, "what's the matter with Jinchu? Does that young master still remember you? Did you say anything to you? "
Han Jinchu slightly lowered his head and pursed his lips: "sorry, aunt Feng..."
"He doesn't remember you?" Feng qinlan widened his eyes: "impossible! He gave you ten million at that time. Even if you don't remember you, you should remember that ten million! Did you introduce yourself clearly? "
"I..." She paused, took a deep breath and replied, "I didn't go to see him."
"What?" Feng qinlan raised the volume: "you stinky girl! You're not listening to me, are you? I'll give you food and clothing, and you won't do it when you say hello to others? You are a white eyed wolf
Feng qinlan finished and raised his hand to greet her face!
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The girls screamed and got up from their seats and ran out of the classroom.
Mo Yi Chen's people appeared at the door of the classroom, and Han Jinchu's heart beat violently at the bedside. It's him. He's coming!
What to do? What is she going to do?! What is he doing here?
Mo Yichen looks around the classroom. All the boys are sitting in the classroom. There are few girls sitting in the classroom. They are also looking at him with a look of worship. And these girls around him will not have Han Jinchu.
He's not in the class.
After a while, Han Jinchu dared to poke his head out from behind the curtain. Mo Yichen has left, and the classroom is calm.
"What are you doing behind the curtains?" Yang Ying came in from outside, glanced at her indifferently, and sat down on her seat.
"No, No. That is Look at the scenery. " She stammered and came out from behind the curtain.
Fortunately, she hid in time, otherwise, can't be seen by Mo Yi Chen? If you see it, she really don't know what to say with Mo Yichen.
I come here because my father and aunt Feng want me to get some more money from you?
Or, I miss you very much, Xia Yichen?
No matter what you say, Mo Yichen won't become Xia Yichen, and those past can't go back.
More probably, Mo Yi Chen has no memory of a man named Han Jinchu in the world.
Her hands could not help but grasp the corner of the skirt, which she caught out of several folds.
"What are you thinking?" Yang Ying glanced at her again, then put an object on her desk, and said coldly: "for you, love or not."
Han Jinchu regained consciousness and saw Yang Ying on her desk is a bottle of yogurt. Her eyes suddenly brightened, the corners of her mouth rose involuntarily, her eyes burning at Yang Ying, excitedly asked, "is this for me?"
"Thank you for taking me to the copy room." Yang Ying said: "this bottle of yoghurt is a thank you gift. In the future, if there is no need, we should not have intersection."
The light in her eyes faded.
Or do not have intersection?
How hurtful?
"Good." She nodded and picked up the bottle of yogurt, but there was no trace of joy in her eyes.
Lunch time soon arrived, everyone found their new partner to have lunch, only she, left the classroom alone. This kind of loneliness, should have been used to, but why still feel sad?
"It doesn't matter..." "Get used to it," she murmured
When she looked up again, there was no sense of loss in her eyes. Covering up her sadness has become a skill for her.
The last class in the afternoon is a self-study class. The teacher specially organized them to visit various interest classes.
"This is the painting class. If you have enough of the painting class, you can stay here and visit. You must remember not to damage anything here. The other students come with me. " North teacher with other students left, left a few girls to learn painting.
Han Jinchu was acutely aware that there were three girls in the painting class and Yang Ying.
The world is not small, but it is very small.
"Well, children from poor families come to learn painting too?" One of the three girls disdained to say such a sentence, causing several others to laugh.
Only Yang Ying, she did not smile, but also did not help her speak.
The studio is very large. There are many easels. Next to each easel are a stack of plastic paper and a box of pencils.
She had never used the easel before and could not help touching it. The Wooden Easel had a wonderful touch, and her eyes quickly turned red. When her family saw her painting, they would only think that she was not engaged in her work. Now, she can finally paint openly.
But she didn't expect that her move was seen in the eyes of the three girls.
"Hello, Han Jinchu! You can touch it carefully. Do you know what this easel is made of? This is teak. It's broken. I can't afford to sell your tricycle! " When the girl finished, she again made everyone laugh.
She clenched her fist and walked to one side in silence.
After school bell rings, North teacher said that after school bell rings, you can go home directly. The students in the studio walked out of the studio one after another, leaving her alone. She went to the easel and whispered, "I'll make good use of you..."
With that, she went to the school gate alone, and the tricycle painted with the words "Shun Feng express" stopped at the school gate, causing many people to watch.
"Dad Han Jinchu a few steps to run forward: "sorry to have kept you waiting."
"It's OK. Get in the car." Han's father was surprised to see those who were watching them. He drove the electric tricycle and asked, "Jinchu, why are they looking at us so much? Is it What progress have you made with young master Yi Chen? "Progress? Does it count to see three times a day?
She was silent and did not answer, the autumn wind blew her face, there was a trace of pain.
When he returned to the small rental house, Han Jinnian, who had always been annoyed by her, ran to her in an abnormal way, and asked expectantly, "sister, are you back?"
This is the first time in many years that Han Jinnian didn't call her name directly!
She looked a little flattered, and quickly replied, "well, back!"
"What happened to you and the young master? Any progress? Does he remember you? Do you think you're ugly and don't want to talk to you? " Han Jinnian asked a series of questions about one person - Mo Yichen!
The smile on Han Jinnian's face was momentarily stagnant. What she cared about was not her return home. The fundamental concern is Mo Yi Chen.
"Is Jinchu back?" Feng qinlan's voice came from the room, and then the footsteps in a hurry sounded. Feng qinlan came out of the room and asked anxiously, "what's the matter with Jinchu? Does that young master still remember you? Did you say anything to you? "
Han Jinchu slightly lowered his head and pursed his lips: "sorry, aunt Feng..."
"He doesn't remember you?" Feng qinlan widened his eyes: "impossible! He gave you ten million at that time. Even if you don't remember you, you should remember that ten million! Did you introduce yourself clearly? "
"I..." She paused, took a deep breath and replied, "I didn't go to see him."
"What?" Feng qinlan raised the volume: "you stinky girl! You're not listening to me, are you? I'll give you food and clothing, and you won't do it when you say hello to others? You are a white eyed wolf
Feng qinlan finished and raised his hand to greet her face!
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The girls screamed and got up from their seats and ran out of the classroom. Mo Yi Chen's people appeared at the door of the classroom, and Han Jinchu's heart beat violently at the bedside. It's him. He's coming! What to do? What is she going to do?! What is he doing here? Mo Yichen looks around the classroom. All the boys are sitting in the classroom. There are few girls sitting in the classroom. They are also looking at him with a look of worship. And these girls around him will not have Han Jinchu. He's not in the class. After a while, Han Jinchu dared to poke his head out from behind the curtain. Mo Yichen has left, and the classroom is calm. "What are you doing behind the curtains?" Yang Ying came in from outside, glanced at her indifferently, and sat down on her seat. "No, No. That is Look at the scenery. " She stammered and came out from behind the curtain. Fortunately, she hid in time, otherwise, can't be seen by Mo Yi Chen? If you see it, she really don't know what to say with Mo Yichen. I come here because my father and aunt Feng want me to get some more money from you? Or, I miss you very much, Xia Yichen? No matter what you say, Mo Yichen won't become Xia Yichen, and those past can't go back. More probably, Mo Yi Chen has no memory of a man named Han Jinchu in the world. Her hands could not help but grasp the corner of the skirt, which she caught out of several folds. "What are you thinking?" Yang Ying glanced at her again, then put an object on her desk, and said coldly: "for you, love or not." Han Jinchu regained consciousness and saw Yang Ying on her desk is a bottle of yogurt. Her eyes suddenly brightened, the corners of her mouth rose involuntarily, her eyes burning at Yang Ying, excitedly asked, "is this for me?" "Thank you for taking me to the copy room." Yang Ying said: "this bottle of yoghurt is a thank you gift. In the future, if there is no need, we should not have intersection." The light in her eyes faded. Or do not have intersection? How hurtful? "Good." She nodded and picked up the bottle of yogurt, but there was no trace of joy in her eyes. Lunch time soon arrived, everyone found their new partner to have lunch, only she, left the classroom alone. This kind of loneliness, should have been used to, but why still feel sad? "It doesn't matter..." "Get used to it," she murmured When she looked up again, there was no sense of loss in her eyes. Covering up her sadness has become a skill for her. The last class in the afternoon is a self-study class. The teacher specially organized them to visit various interest classes. "This is the painting class. If you have enough of the painting class, you can stay here and visit. You must remember not to damage anything here. The other students come with me. " North teacher with other students left, left a few girls to learn painting. Han Jinchu was acutely aware that there were three girls in the painting class and Yang Ying. The world is not small, but it is very small. "Well, children from poor families come to learn painting too?" One of the three girls disdained to say such a sentence, causing several others to laugh. Only Yang Ying, she did not smile, but also did not help her speak. The studio is very large. There are many easels. Next to each easel are a stack of plastic paper and a box of pencils. She had never used the easel before and could not help touching it. The Wooden Easel had a wonderful touch, and her eyes quickly turned red. When her family saw her painting, they would only think that she was not engaged in her work. Now, she can finally paint openly. But she didn't expect that her move was seen in the eyes of the three girls. "Hello, Han Jinchu! You can touch it carefully. Do you know what this easel is made of? This is teak. It's broken. I can't afford to sell your tricycle! " When the girl finished, she again made everyone laugh. She clenched her fist and walked to one side in silence. After school bell rings, North teacher said that after school bell rings, you can go home directly. The students in the studio walked out of the studio one after another, leaving her alone. She went to the easel and whispered, "I'll make good use of you..." With that, she went to the school gate alone, and the tricycle painted with the words "Shun Feng express" stopped at the school gate, causing many people to watch. "Dad Han Jinchu a few steps to run forward: "sorry to have kept you waiting." "It's OK. Get in the car." Han's father was surprised to see those who were watching them. He drove the electric tricycle and asked, "Jinchu, why are they looking at us so much? Is it What progress have you made with young master Yi Chen? "Progress? Does it count to see three times a day? She was silent and did not answer, the autumn wind blew her face, there was a trace of pain. When he returned to the small rental house, Han Jinnian, who had always been annoyed by her, ran to her in an abnormal way, and asked expectantly, "sister, are you back?" This is the first time in many years that Han Jinnian didn't call her name directly! She looked a little flattered, and quickly replied, "well, back!" "What happened to you and the young master? Any progress? Does he remember you? Do you think you're ugly and don't want to talk to you? " Han Jinnian asked a series of questions about one person - Mo Yichen! The smile on Han Jinnian's face was momentarily stagnant. What she cared about was not her return home. The fundamental concern is Mo Yi Chen. "Is Jinchu back?" Feng qinlan's voice came from the room, and then the footsteps in a hurry sounded. Feng qinlan came out of the room and asked anxiously, "what's the matter with Jinchu? Does that young master still remember you? Did you say anything to you? " Han Jinchu slightly lowered his head and pursed his lips: "sorry, aunt Feng..." "He doesn't remember you?" Feng qinlan widened his eyes: "impossible! He gave you ten million at that time. Even if you don't remember you, you should remember that ten million! Did you introduce yourself clearly? " "I..." She paused, took a deep breath and replied, "I didn't go to see him." "What?" Feng qinlan raised the volume: "you stinky girl! You're not listening to me, are you? I'll give you food and clothing, and you won't do it when you say hello to others? You are a white eyed wolf Feng qinlan finished and raised his hand to greet her face! www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
