Rebirth of wealth and freedom starts from the World Cup

Chapter 154 The correct way to open a sci-fi, rich and beautiful girl!

The ignorant and throbbing feelings of adolescence are actually very beautiful and pure, but unfortunately they are often habitually labeled as premature love by the so-called "elders".

Since ancient times, it has been a very normal natural law that like repels like and opposites attract.

If a person has no interest in the opposite sex, that is the issue that should be of most concern.

They are not allowed to date while they are in school, but as soon as they graduate, they expect all the children to get married and have children without any guidance.

nonexistent.

To break off a relationship and lock up a love contract is equivalent to cutting off one's offspring.

Zhao Zixuan once thought about having no children or grandchildren, because he grew up in a single-parent family and did not understand the meaning of marriage at all.

Both parents are divorced.

Is marriage still trustworthy?
He has never known what family warmth is.

For a period of time, he tried to transfer his obsession with family to love.

At that time, he believed that love was the greatest thing in the world.

How big is it?

For love, you can betray your family!

Is that big?

Unfortunately, the ending is still a waste of love.

In the game of love, whoever falls in love first loses, and whoever takes it seriously first will be defeated miserably.

with no exceptions.

"Zhao Zixuan..."

Wei Xiaoyao walked out of the lively private room and gently called Zhao Zixuan who was about to leave.

She stood under the dim light, her delicate face beneath her short hair looking a little nervous, as if she had a lot to say but didn't know where to start.

Zhao Zixuan turned around and stared at her with a slightly amusing look.

That slightly panicked look on that pretty face seemed to penetrate the inner world of this young class monitor in an instant.

"Any thing else?"

he asked calmly.

Wei Xiaoyao looked around and saw the bustling crowd. She suggested softly, "Can we go somewhere quieter? I have something to say to you."

Zhao Zixuan's eyes flickered, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You don't want to confess to me too, do you?"

Wei Xiaoyao's cheeks were slightly red, and it was unclear whether it was due to shyness or the effect of alcohol.

She met his gaze, her voice a little hesitant: "Don't get me wrong, you are my best friend's childhood sweetheart. I, Wei Xiaoyao, am not the kind of person who would steal my best friend's man. I am not that shameless."

Zhao Zixuan smiled cynically and said, "You mean, if I wasn't your best friend's childhood sweetheart, then you would come and snatch me away, right?"

Wei Xiaoyao looked at him deeply, as if trying to catch some clues from his deep eyes, but unfortunately she found nothing.

This boy has a very deep mind hidden under his cynical face.

There's a bottomless feeling.

She sighed softly, with a hint of firmness in her voice: "Zhao Zixuan, we are friends, right?"

Zhao Zixuan touched his nose and said, "Of course, we are not only friends, but also classmates for three years in high school. Moreover, my good brother Li Jiaming has a special liking for you and has been secretly in love with you for three years..."

Wei Xiaoyao frowned and interrupted him: "Can you please not mention him? You know, I have clearly rejected him."

Zhao Zixuan shrugged with a hint of helplessness on his face.

"I hope you can also reject Qiuya explicitly. I know you don't like her anymore, but you still owe her a formal rejection, a rejection that will never give her any illusions."

A hint of determination flashed in Wei Xiaoyao's watery eyes.

Li Jiaming liked this pair of eyes, and he had mentioned this matter countless times in front of Zhao Zixuan.

But Zhao Zixuan didn’t think Wei Xiaoyao’s eyes were special.

If we have to talk about eyes, whether it is He Jieyu or Cheng Yuyan, their eyes are much more beautiful than Wei Xiaoyao's.

The difference here is probably the huge difference between the school belle and the class belle.

Zhao Zixuan said that he could not appreciate the class beauties, especially those with short hair. He only preferred the kind of beauties with a charming smile and beautiful eyes who could make him fall in love with her at first sight.

Just one glance is enough to make people stiffen slightly and show a little respect. That is the third kind of beauty in the world between the color of moonlight and the color of snow.

"Do I owe her? Why?"

Zhao Zixuan's counter-question was direct and firm.

Wei Xiaoyao wanted to persuade him, but when she saw Zhao Zixuan walking towards a beautiful figure without looking back, she stopped quietly the moment she saw that figure.

It was as if he was under a spell.

"Brother! I'm sorry I'm late. Are you angry?"

He Jieyu's voice was sweet and gentle. She floated in front of Zhao Zixuan like the wind. Her smile was like the spring sunshine, eclipsing all the warmth around them.

Zhao Zixuan went up to him and said with a smile, "I'm not angry, but if you don't come, I'm going to leave."

He came to the party just for He Jieyu, and the others were just there for fun.

If He Jieyu didn't come, he really had no intention of continuing the game.

The main reason was that these high school students were too childish, and the topics they talked about made him feel very boring at one point.

It would be better to go home early and sleep and play Doudou.

"Did you have meal?"

Zhao Zixuan asked with concern. He Jieyu nodded slightly, indicating that she had already eaten, and then she naturally took Zhao Zixuan's hand, and the two walked into the private room together, leaving Wei Xiaoyao where she was, with a hint of envy and jealousy in her eyes.

Wei Xiaoyao watched them holding hands so naturally, and her inner OS collapsed for a moment: "Has their relationship really progressed to this point? Even holding hands is so natural, nine out of ten times they have already kissed and kissed each other, right?"

She followed closely and entered the private room.

As soon as I entered the door, I heard a soulful singing accompanied by the melody of the guitar.

It was Xia Junjie singing for Song Qiuya.

The students in the private room sat together, and all eyes were focused on Xia Junjie and Song Qiuya.

However, He Jieyu's appearance was like the brightest moonlight in the night sky, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

no way.

She is so dazzling.

At this moment, she was like a princess in a fairy tale, wearing a snow-white gauze dress, the hem of the skirt fluttering gently with her steps, as if a goddess had descended.

Her tall figure is even more graceful against the gauze skirt, as if she is a work of art carefully carved by nature. Her skin is as white as jade, and it emits a slight luster under the light, just like porcelain under the moonlight, crystal clear.

Her face is charming, with red lips and white teeth. She looks fresh and refined without any makeup. Her eyes are as bright as stars, revealing a kind of innocence and depth, as if she can see through people's hearts. Her smile is as bright as a flower, making people feel warm and kind, as if the whole world is brighter because of her.

She stood quietly under the light, like a beautiful painting, which made people fall in love with her. Her beauty was not only in her appearance, but also in her noble temperament and natural charm from the inside out, which made people irresistible and inexplicably moved.

"He Jieyu is here. Now everyone in our class is finally here."

"Goddess, come and listen to the song. This is a love song written by Xia Junjie himself. It's really beautiful!"

"Huh? Zhao Zixuan, are you two together? You look so sweet holding hands!"

"It's fake, we are brother and sister." Seeing that He Jieyu was a little shy, Zhao Zixuan quickly explained.

"Tsk!" Although the classmates felt a little disappointed, they also understood that their relationship might not be that simple.

In everyone's mind, they had already tacitly accepted that Zhao Zixuan and He Jieyu were a couple, and were just waiting for the day when they would make it public.

Facing the ambiguous gazes of her classmates, He Jieyu's cheeks flushed slightly. She looked around and then asked Zhao Zixuan softly, "Isn't Teacher Xie here?"

Zhao Zixuan glanced at Xia Junjie who was enjoying his singing and replied casually, "He came and sat for a while before leaving. He said that he felt it was not good for him to be present at a gathering of young people and was worried that we would not have enough fun and would not be able to let go."

Facts have proved that Xie Heping's departure was right.

If he hadn't left, there probably wouldn't have been so many people brave enough to stand up and fight for love tonight.

Just like Xia Junjie who is now holding a guitar and humming love songs.

"Qiuya, when autumn comes this year, I hope to go to college in the same city with you. Are you willing to start a new journey with me?"

Xia Junjie's confession was subtle and affectionate. Although he didn't say "I love you" directly, it made people feel his feelings.

Zhao Zixuan observed silently from the side and couldn't help but admire in his heart.

He knew that confessing his feelings directly might put pressure on the other party and might also be rejected.

But Xia Junjie's method not only expressed his feelings, but also left the other party enough space to consider.

This subtle yet affectionate way of expressing one's feelings will not make the other person feel embarrassed, while being able to convey one's own emotions. He is truly an expert among experts.

Xia Junjie's skills in flirting with girls are so sophisticated, and his way of licking people is linked one by one, no wonder he was able to win the beauty in the end.

Do not!
It is more accurate to say that you lick the beauty to her heart's content.

When wholesale prices go up, no bootlicker is innocent.

At this moment, when facing Xia Junjie's passionate gaze, Song Qiuya inadvertently glanced at Zhao Zixuan next to her.

She spoke softly, with a barely perceptible sadness in her voice: "I have decided to go to the capital to attend university. So, it may be difficult for us to be in the same city again in the future."

Xia Junjie was stunned. He remembered that Song Qiuya was so obsessed with the university in Shanghai. Why did she suddenly change her mind?
Not only him, Zhao Zixuan was also surprised.

Song Qiuya studied at the Magic City University in her previous life. Was it because of herself that she chose the Imperial City instead of the Magic City in this life?

Zhao Zixuan only thought of this possibility for the time being, otherwise it would not make sense for Song Qiuya to suddenly change her choice of major.

"Brother, she seems to still like you."

He Jieyu whispered in Zhao Zixuan's ear, with a barely perceptible hint of jealousy in her tone.

Zhao Zixuan smiled gently, turned his head and looked at He Jieyu beside him, his eyes full of tenderness: "Why do I smell a sour smell, is someone jealous?"

He Jieyu quickly turned her head away to hide her discomfort: "No, I'm not jealous. You don't like her anyway."

Zhao Zixuan teased her deliberately: "How do you know I don't like her? Are you a little worm in my stomach that can read my mind?"

"Anyway, I just know that you don't like her anymore."

He Jieyu said confidently: "You used to look at her with shining eyes, but not now."

Zhao Zixuan couldn't help but laugh, "Am I Ultraman? My eyes can glow? Do I have to be so funny?"

He Jieyu curled her lips slightly, "I'm not kidding, I'm telling the truth. I did see the light in your eyes clearly in the past."

Seeing her seriousness, Zhao Zixuan was slightly startled, and then he smiled again, "So what now? Is there anything else in my eyes?"

He looked at her deeply, as if he wanted to see into her heart.

Goddess Wanyan met his gaze, her clear and moving eyes slightly shining, and she said deeply: "Although there is no light, but now, in your eyes... there is only me."

In an instant, Zhao Zixuan's heart beat violently, and the heart that had once been as cold and hard as ice seemed to come back to life under her gaze.

It’s dying, it’s dying, the cement is starting to loosen.

The little girl is so good!

Is she really only sixteen?
Both the IQ and EQ are off the charts!

(End of this chapter)