After the princess dressed as a school scum, she became a heartthrob

Chapter 39 "Mr. Yan"

Yan Shaoqiang went out for a while.

When he came back, he had twenty or thirty books in his hands.

"Start from junior high school." Yan Shaoqiang threw a book of junior high school chemistry over and said.

"Student Yan Shaochen, you don't have to force yourself to give me tutoring. I was not interested in learning before, so it's not that I didn't have a brain." Si Jinyan was not in the mood to deal with a 'child' with an unpredictable personality.

"You dislike me?" Yan Shaochen's voice suddenly became lower, and he looked at Si Jinyan firmly.

Si Jinyan stared slightly, who on earth dislikes whom?

With the tone he spoke just now, is she blind or is he deaf?Or did he just treat himself as a crayfish?
"Why, can't I despise you? After all, you are only the second to last." The tone was slightly mocking.

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Yan Shaoqiang take out his mobile phone and call someone.

"Take a photo of the contents of the biggest locked drawer in your study and send it to me." After saying this, he hung up the phone.

Mr. Yan, who hadn't had time to say a few more words to his grandson, stared at the hung up phone, and was stunned for a while, "Stinky boy, don't call me grandpa when you order me!"

"What, Shaoqian's phone number?" Old Master Yu secretly changed the position of the one he just dropped, and asked aloud.

"Who else could it be if it wasn't him?" Old Man Yan said angrily.

When he was about to get off the Arhat bed, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that the chessboard was different from before, so he didn't make a sound, and let out a disdainful laugh--I can still beat you in exchange, and walked into the study with his slippers In front of the largest cabinet door.

It wasn't until he took out the key that he remembered, how did the brat know that all the awards, trophies and little red flowers he collected since he was a child are hidden here? !
Could it be that he had seen what was inside? !

Old Man Yan's old face suddenly turned red.

But still took the key and opened the cabinet door.

After Yan Shaoqiang hung up the phone, he looked at Si Jinyan, "After 2 minutes, if what you see doesn't prove that I can make up for you, then there are not many people in this world who can make up for you."

The words were obviously arrogant enough to make one's teeth itch, but his face was as calm and indifferent as if he was just stating the facts.

His appearance aroused Si Jinyan's interest.

When she was a princess, even though she was taught the best, she didn't have such self-confidence.

"In that case, it would be my honor."

Yan Shaoqiang looked at her and said slowly: "This honor exists only for you."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the first-year chemistry on the desk and looked it over with his head down.

Si Jinyan didn't expect him to say such a sentence, he frowned after being slightly stunned, and looked at Yan Shaoying.

He was tall, wearing a slightly casual black shirt with the hem not tucked into the waistband, and a pair of loose straight-leg trousers underneath.

Obviously it looks like a short figure, but when he wears it, he looks like a model on the runway, good-looking and highlights the perfect body proportions.

The sunlight refracted in from the window two meters above the ground, just falling on the back of his head, a faint halo surrounded him, half in the sunlight, half hidden in the dark.

On the drooping eyelids are slender and thick eyelashes, which extend straight out without any curvature, as if you are sleeping with your eyes closed.

The straight bridge of the nose is just perfect.

The lips are like cherry blossoms, with a light pink color. At this time, they are slightly pursed into a line, as if they are serious about reading the textbook.

The slender and clear jaw line made his whole face look good but not feminine.

When he looked back, the phone in his pocket vibrated suddenly.

Seeing the message from Xu Yuele, eyebrows raised slightly, but it was only a video, why it is not over.

[Don't worry, you should have a good rest. 】

After replying a sentence, open Weibo and click on the topic #Guzheng最美小姐#.

The topic level is not very high, after all, Si Jinyan is not a celebrity.

It's just that her face value is here, so she can go up the hot search.

Among the thousands of comments, the one with the most replies was sent by a person called 'Your cutie has signed in': [Hey, isn't this a senior from our school?I heard that he was adopted when he was five years old, and his age was just a few months behind the daughter of the adopted family, but the relationship between the two seemed to be not very good.This senior sister used to be a dragon, but she didn't expect to be so talented~]

The words in the tea are obviously deliberately leading others to doubt Si Jinyan's identity.

Some people in the comments who thought they had smelled something unusual started to speculate, saying everything.

There were over a hundred comments, and the original guesses and doubts quickly became as if they were facts, and they were criticized by others.

[What's the use of being good-looking, it's not born by destroying other people's families!Such a person does not deserve to be born at all! 】

[Sure enough, the pretty ones are either mistresses or mistresses. 】

[I really want to scratch her face, is there a group together? 】

[I hate mistress the most, disgusting, get out! ! 】

There are more and more malicious comments like this, and the few praise comments that were the most praised at the beginning are now pushed down.

Si Jinyan flipped through it casually, not paying attention to those vicious words, and only wrote down the account called 'Your cutie has signed in'.

It's just that she doesn't care about it herself, but she doesn't think that some people become keyboard 'warrior', and some people become real keyboard warriors.

Just as she was about to turn off her phone, Xu Yuele's message came again.

[My aunt's friend is in public relations, why don't I ask my aunt for her contact information, how should I deal with this? 】

When Si Jinyan thought that she didn't like that woman because of her aunt, but because of her, she let go of her prejudices and asked for her contact information, the corners of Si Jinyan's lips curled up slightly.

Kind silly girl.

[No, see you on Monday. 】

When Xu Yuele thought of Si Jinyan, who was completely different from before, her worries suddenly lessened by half.

[Well, see you on Monday. 】

When he looked up again, he saw Yan Shaoqiang looking at him.

Seeing her looking over, he didn't avoid it.

"In a good mood?" Yan Shaoqiang lowered his eyes and said indifferently.

The hand holding the book tightened slightly.

His eyes fell on the book in front of him. It was obviously as simple as doing elementary school problems for him, but now it became blurred, and he couldn't read a single word.

"It's okay." Putting away the phone, the smile was as friendly as ever, but alienated.

Yan Shaochen paused, then closed the book, picked up the phone from the table and walked over, "Is it convenient to add WeChat?"

Si Jinyan shrugged indifferently.

After adding WeChat, her phone kept vibrating.

"Proof." After posting the photos, Yan Shaochen spat out two words.

Si Jinyan looked at the trophies and certificates of No. 1, Gold Award or Special Award in the photo, and finally had a little surprised expression for Yan Shaochen other than alienation and indifference.

After being surprised, he regained his composure, put away his mobile phone, walked to the desk and stood still, then raised his eyes to look at Yan Shaochen, and smiled slowly: "Mr. Yan, please."

Although there is still looseness between the eyebrows and eyes, the meaning in the tone has become different.

This sir is not a polite address for men in modern times, but Si Jinyan's respectful title for his wife as a princess.

Seemingly aware of the change in her tone, when she turned to pick up the book, the corners of her lips curled slightly.

Just looking at the slightly twisted spine of the book in his hand, the smile almost froze on his face.

(End of this chapter)