Songshan Academy, auditorium.

boom!

There were roars.

As soon as Cui Xiucheng finished speaking, the older girls and wives shouted excitedly.

That formation can overturn the roof!

He Ji: "..."

MMP, so handsome!

Just comparing the formation, he lost.

Except for the two or three rows of people around, no one heard him say anything.

Everyone only cares what Choi Soo-cheng said.

Even those students from Songshan Academy are not immune to the vulgarity.

Ahhhhh…

Life is unfair, and it starts with unfair appearance.

But he...

Not bad either!

He is extremely heroic and handsome.

Why is it not as popular as Choi Soo-cheng?

Although he was talking, there was no booing, the atmosphere was obviously cold.

If it were Cui Xiucheng, the atmosphere would not be comparable or not!

He held the iron trumpet and loudly explained his views and his knowledge and demeanor.

But the audience won’t buy it!

After he finished speaking, he replaced Cui Xiucheng and listened to the roar. The roof had been overturned.

He is going to be depressed!

Cui Xiucheng quotes classics and talks about the past and the present, and talks freely...

"It looks so good! It's no worse than Mr. Ling!"

"Young Master Ling is the best!"

"I like both young men, can I want them all?"

"It's so beautiful!"

"dream!"

Mr. Ji, who was sitting in the front row, shook his palm-leaf fan with a happy look on his face.

Behind him was the crowded with big girls and little wives, which was unexpected!

In the entire auditorium, the Detachment of Women occupied half of the country.

The atmosphere was so warm and the emotions were so infectious that the ladies who were smiling without showing their teeth began to howl wildly, suppressing the academy students and the people in the market who watched the fun.

Especially those students from the Royal Women's College, who are rich and willful.

Pull out your slaves to shock your reputation.

In this way, I felt that I was not popular enough, so I directly spent money to buy popularity and build momentum for the two young men of Cui Xiucheng and Ling Changan.

Ling Chang'an: "..."

You're welcome! You're welcome!

Today is Brother Cui’s home court, so don’t build momentum for me.

This young master is not short of that momentum!

Students of Royal Women's College:

"Ah... Mr. Ling is so graceful!"

"Young Master Ling is so beautiful!"

"I wonder which girl will marry him in the future?"

"If I could marry Mr. Ling, I...

"You dream!"

"No one is allowed to marry Mr. Ling. Mr. Ling can only see from afar and not be blasphemous. Whoever marry Mr. Ling will be our enemy."

"Yes! Enemy enemy enemy!"

The many people next to him were confused, two confused, three-faced...

The girls are getting more and more fierce!

Human hearts are not old!

Each little girl is not quiet at all, nor at all reserved.

More people are watching the fun without much trouble.

Mr. Ji murmured in a low voice, "I am quite popular today. It's a pity that the wife refuses to show up, otherwise she will be more lively. After returning, I will tell my wife about today's scene. Maybe the wife will regret not being able to witness it with her own eyes."

...

What will Yan Yunge do now?

She took her son Yan Jiujin and was enjoying the scenery on the river.

Yan Jiujin, the name Xiao Yuanchu.

Not easy!

Almost two years after being born, I finally got a name.

Children in Yuanchu are very active and are very strange to see everything and want to touch everything.

Leaning beside the window of the flower boat, you have to reach out to play with the water.

Fortunately, there were railings blocking them and maids and servants staring at them, otherwise he would have really turned over and got into the water.

Yan Yunge waved to him, "Jiujin, come here quickly and eat plums."

March Li, it’s ripe!

Sweet and sour, sour, and a little bit overwhelming.

She wanted the Jiujin kid to taste the taste.

How to...

The child Jiujin doesn’t give him face.

He lay beside the window, his face was plump, "I am Yuanchu! Not Jiujin!"

Oh my god...

The brat is not very old, but he already has his own aesthetic.

Now I start to dislike the nickname too vulgar and only allow others to call him Daming.

Yan Yunge picked up a ripe plum and gestured, "Yuanchu, come here to eat the plums. It's delicious."

Xiao Yuanchu looked at the water surface and the plums in his mother's hands. Food defeated his love for water.

So...

He ran to his mother's side and opened his mouth to eat.

After biting it, the little face immediately wrinkled and wrinkled into a bun.

Everyone laughed when they saw it.

Yan Yunge then took a bite, "It's very sweet! Doesn't Yuanchu like to eat it?"

Xiao Yuanchu was very confused and looked puzzled.

He tried to take another bite, making him feel sour and sour, making him feel embarrassed.

He wants to eat sweet things, not sour things.

Yan Yunge laughed and kissed him in the face, "Are Jiujin happy today?"

"My name is Yuanchu, I'm not Jiujin."

Children in Yuanchu are very obsessed with their names.

He is really a little bitch.

Such a older child has his own aesthetics and preferences, and it is not easy to coax at all.
To be continued...