Yan Kui didn't have the habit of browsing the forums. She didn't see the posts in the group of Class 5 until Saturday afternoon. At this time, she was on the bus to Ji's house. Tomorrow is Yu Xinlan's birthday.

The person who reposted was a boy, but he didn't say anything, he just forwarded the post to the group.

A few people responded below, but all of them were ‘?'.

Until Shu Yan’s reply appeared: I just went to the forum to output a meal, what are these things... I’m really free, I have time to do this kind of boring survey and interview, why don’t I go to condolences to the lonely old people who are about to winter…

Zhao Jing: That’s right, aren’t personality changes common?Meeting a good friend or meeting a good teacher may be an introduction.

Zhao Jing at the same table: I am a living example. Before I transferred to Perry in junior high school, I was criticized by the teacher for writing a composition once because I was whimsical and nonsense. Since then, I have never dared to actively answer questions in class, and my Chinese performance has plummeted., I turned around and met Teacher Sun from the junior high school. She thought the composition I wrote was very interesting and sent it to the school magazine for me. With her encouragement, I regained my confidence in just a few weeks~

Wen Ranran: I'm really super grateful to Yan Kui for transferring here. Because of her, I mustered up the courage to get rid of Sun Xiaoran. I have been bullied for more than ten years, and this is a change in just a few days.

Li Lang: Ladies and gentlemen, don't care about your personality. Is it true that our grades have improved this time?Is it a pleasure to borrow homework references on weekdays?Question, people explain seriously and don't hide it?

After returning home this weekend, those who really felt the benefits brought by the improvement of grades followed +1 approval.

The system watched with tears in their eyes: "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

Yan Kui: "Then why are you crying?"

The system choked, hmph, Kui Kui must be too arrogant!

It turns off the empathy with Yan Kui, and finds the most touching movie of a certain year - if Kui Kui doesn't cry with it, then it will cry with the bullet screens!

Yan Kui kept her head down, pulled the chat history to the end, returned to the top, and opened the post.

The person who posted the post really did his best. The interviewees included not only Yan Kui's junior high school classmates, but even elementary school students.

The middle school and high school classmates just said that Yan Kui didn't like to laugh and was more arrogant, but the elementary school students were more exciting. After all, they were nicknamed "reporting spirits", and they were the kind that even the teacher was sued by her to the principal's office.

In the post, the poster has been narrating in a neutral manner until the last sentence: But, what is the reason for a person's personality change to become so great?

Looking at the various imaginative responses in the comment area, Yan Kui blinked and put the phone back in his pocket.

Before entering the main building, you can see two large trucks parked in front of the building, and workers who keep carrying bouquets.

The living room was already full of pink roses. Uncle Zhang stood on the second floor, looking down at the downstairs and instructing the workers and aunts how to arrange and deal with them. When he saw Yan Kui, he came down from upstairs: "Kui KuiI'm back, the chairman and his wife are going out tonight, you put down your schoolbag first, the kitchen is about to prepare dinner."

Yan Kui lifted her schoolbag and nodded.Looking around, even the stairs are covered with a row of pink flowers. Yan Kui has seen this flower in a certain botanical illustration - Madame Butterfly, the queen of flowers, noble and elegant. From the name to the language of the flower, it reflects Yu Xinlan'sheart.

In the corridor on the third floor, there are also two aunts who are arranging flowers. The carpet covers Yan Kui's footsteps. They are lamenting the feelings of Ji Yu and his wife: "Mr.It was airlifted from some foreign country."

"Yeah, and it's not going to be a big party tomorrow."

"Mrs. Yu does this every year. Her only birthday wish is to hope that Chairman Ji can spend the day with her, so she only invites a few well-connected families to the dinner."

Yan Kui sneered secretly when he heard this, and twisted the handle to open the door.

When they heard the movement, the two turned their heads in horror. Facing Yan Kui's soft smile, their expressions were awkward and stiff, and they were probably still remembering what they should have said just now.

Yan Kui didn't exchange pleasantries either. Back in the bedroom, she turned on the computer, compared the photos in the phone and the paper records, and summarized the results of the bacteria distribution test observed today.

The experiment is coming to an end, and other links and the team members responsible for the final PPT report need to be carried out simultaneously.

At dinner, only Yan Kui was there.

After dinner, she logged into her mailbox and sent the organized summaries to Wen Yi and the others.

Seeing the progress bar slowly moving forward due to too many photos, Yan Kui got up, took out her pajamas from her school bag, and prepared to wash first, because she didn't live at Ji's house most of the time, and she usually didn't plan to come back, so she brought her pajamas with herto school.

The night was getting darker, the bathroom was covered by the sound of water, Yan Kui didn't hear the knock on the bedroom door.

When she came out of the bathroom while wiping her hair, she saw Qi Shu sitting at her desk, looking at her computer as if nothing had happened.

Yan Kui's face turned cold for a moment, she stepped forward quickly, trying to take the computer away from Qi Shu.

But he was held down by one hand.

Qi Shu raised his eyes to look at Yan Kui who was standing opposite him, the towel was still around her neck, her cheeks were steamed pink, her eyes were still surprisingly bright, she was really good-looking, no wonder Ji Sier was in front of himBefore doing anything, he regarded her as an imaginary enemy.

But thinking of the chat records he just saw in that unfamiliar app on the computer, the smile on his face faded, his eyes darkened, he turned the computer to Yan Kui, clicked on the chat box: "Who is this person?"

He was just curious about this software that he had never seen before, and when he opened it, the first thing he saw was a photo of a gold medal in a national computer competition. On it was Yan Kui's chemical one.

Going up, the words in the chat records changed from sparse to dense. He looked at the historical time, and the earliest was five years ago, and it was obvious that this was not the first time the two chatted, but it might be that this laptop was five years old.Purchased before.

The frequency of chatting is not high, but the trajectories of life are shared with each other very clearly. Although most of them are said by the other party, Yan Kui also shares her award-winning and college entrance reports from time to time, as well as birthday wishes every year. It can be seen that the relationship between the two is very close.close.

Judging from the other party's sharing of some interesting life stories and the college admission letter sent to Yan Kui, the other party is a boy slightly older than them.

Seeing Qi Shu shamelessly spying on her private body and even asking her about her appearance, Yan Kui said indifferently: "It has nothing to do with you, let go."

Qi Shu smiled: "Have you seen today's forum? Do you want Wu Jiaxi to delete it for you?"

When he saw the post on the forum in the afternoon, he happened to be with Wu Jiaxi and the others. They all speculated that Yan Kui's change was because of him, after he rescued her in the swimming pool.

He blinked, turned his gaze back to the computer, right-clicked, and deleted: "It's like deleting this useless app."

"Slap." As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Kui's palm also slapped the side of his face.

The air froze in an instant, Qi Shu kept his head tilted, pressed his tongue against the side being hit, and let out a low "heh" with a half-smile.

He straightened up with a dark face, the chair trembled crookedly after being pushed away vigorously, and fell to the ground.

Just when Yan Kui was ready and he might start to look for a weapon in his hand, Qi Shu opened the door and walked out.

"Qi Shu? Why are you in Yan Kui's room?"

The door was wide open, Ji Sier stood at the stairs and gave Yan Kui a hard look, then quickly followed Qi Shu.

In the living room on the first floor, Ji Siyun stood up abruptly when he heard the sound. He strode to the stairs, pulled his tie, and punched Qi Shu's swollen left cheek.

Qi Shu took a few steps back after being beaten, and leaned on the escalator, looking at Ji Siyun who looked down on him in a suit and leather shoes, his inner gloomy emotions rose.

Why, why do everyone think that he has to rely on Ji's family in the future? He is confident that when he reaches Ji Siyun's age, he will not be worse than him, but why, why everyone thinks that only by relying on Ji Siyun can the Qi family be stable.live.

Even his parents couldn't wait to tie the Qi family and Ji family together through marriage.

Facing Qi Shu's cold gaze, Ji Siyun took off his suit jacket, opened the collar of his shirt, and rolled up his sleeves, revealing the tight muscles of his forearms.

The two wrestled together.

Even if the pink rose petals are scratched by nails, they will change color and have withered marks, let alone being trampled by two people coming and going.

When Ji Jingyang and Yu Xinlan came back, they saw this messy scene.

"Stop it!" Ji Jingyang threw the crutch in his hand between the two people who were beating each other fiercely, and shouted angrily.

Yan Kui listened indifferently to the movement outside, changed her clothes again, put on her schoolbag, and called the driver.

She walked straight to Ji Jingyang without looking sideways, with a peaceful expression on her face: "Uncle Ji, I'm going back to school first."

Ji Jingyang squinted his eyes, his scrutinizing eyes swept over Ji Siyun and Qi Shu, and then looked at Yan Kui, who looked at him without changing his face.

After a while, he suppressed his anger and nodded: "Okay, let Uncle Zhang call the driver for you."

Yan Kui shook the mobile phone in his hand: "I have already called the driver, and he has arrived."

After the flag-raising ceremony was over, the squads on both sides of the fifth class took advantage of the gap and hurriedly asked the fifth class next to them: "What's the matter with your class Yan Kui?"

"Is it really related to who?" Afraid of being heard by Qi Shu, the man lowered his voice and gestured with his eyes.

Most people in Class Five didn't bother to respond.

The principal's speech on the stage was finally coming to an end, and a girl irritatedly pushed away the person who was leaning over to gossip: "If you pay less attention to others, you might not be the one who speaks later, but Yan Kui."

As the host, Shao Jinghe walked up to the stage: "Next, I would like to invite Yan Kui, a student from Class 2 and 5, to share her learning experience with us."

He clapped and moved aside.Except for the five groups of people who applauded vigorously, the rest of the audience was sparse, and some even made a 'shh' sound.

Just when Yan Kui stood in front of the microphone, someone threw a ball of paper. According to the weight of the ball, it was impossible to throw it so far, so there must be something else inside.

Many people don't care about gossip, but it is also unacceptable for someone to insult people in this way.

Just when most people were worried about Yan Kui, Yan Kui tilted his head lightly and dodged the paper ball.

She smiled, and the breeze blew the broken hair on her forehead and temples, which was shining golden in the morning light: "Dear teachers and students, good morning everyone.To answer the doubts caused by a post on the forum on Saturday.

When I was eight years old, my father passed away, and my mother, for some reason, also left home, and told me very clearly that the place she was going to would not accept me, so ISince then, live alone.

In elementary school, many children have no sound morals. I have been bullied many times. I can’t beat it with force. I rely on my brain power, so I learned to sue. If it is a teacher who covers up bad students, then I will go to the teacher.Leader, principal.

…In order to protect myself, I gradually become more and more indifferent to the outside world, until this summer vacation, my mother said that she got a gift, that is, she can live with me again.

Now that I have a family, I don't want to hurt them with a hard shell, so I made a change, and for this reason, I switched to Perry..."

Yan Kui spoke calmly, but many sensitive girls in the audience began to sob.

When she stepped off the stage, Shao Jinghe turned a rare cold face to a certain direction of the audience: "The male student in the ninth row, Class 27, high school, please wait a while and accept the punishment from the Disciplinary Department."

After returning from the toilet, Ji Sier angrily pushed down the books on the table.

Zhang Ying: "Si'er, don't worry about how those eight wives discuss you, what do they know!"

While picking up books in the front row, Ji Sier sighed quietly: "That Yan Kui is really good, put those words aside, and go to some training camp the next day."