“Male” Became a Group Favorite with Her

    Yu Qiuran was eating happily when he saw Ao Jingyi pushing the door in. Under the sharp eyes of the other party, she put down the snack reflexively: "Ao Dian, why are you here?"

    Ao Jingyi glanced at the pink lunch box on the table, and then looked at Zhan Shenlang who was a little restless, frowning slightly: "Is Yu Dian feeling better?"

    Listening to the other party's calm tone, Yu Qiuran felt a little guilty for some reason.

    She stammered: "Okay, much better, I'm ready to go to class."

    Ao Jingyi nodded: "That's right, Yu Dian, let's go with me. After that, we will follow the original arrangement, you follow me."

    Yu Qiuran was stunned. So after going around in circles, can she still not escape the fate of the "stamped worker"?

    She turned to look at Zhan Shenlang, and found that Zhan Shenlang was looking down at the ground, as if to stare out a flower there, and refused to look at her at all.

    The battle hall is hopeless. She sighed in her heart and reluctantly responded: "Well, wait for me to pack up the following things."

    As she sorted out the books on the table, she asked, "Have Ao Dian had breakfast?"

    Ao Jingyi came over and said, "I have eaten."

    Then he asked casually: "This snack looks good, who sent it?"

    Yu Qiuran was busy in her hands, and when she heard the words, she just subconsciously replied: "The style is beautiful, right? Yes—"

    She reacted in time and swallowed the name immediately.

    Ao Jingyi's "vinegar vat", if he were to know that Su Tiantian had brought snacks to Zhan Chenlang, I'm afraid it would be awkward again. The rhythm of the plot has been advanced, and she doesn't want to make further changes to make things even more uncontrollable.

    She raised her head and said nonchalantly: "It was given to him by the admirers of the Battle Palace. After the Battle Palace has breakfast, please ask me to help him solve two pieces."

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    Zhan Shenlang nodded with difficulty.

    Ao Jingyi looked at the two people standing side by side with nervous expressions in front of him, and raised his eyebrows.

    He didn't expect Zhan Shenlang to find such an excuse in order to complete the task of concealing the source of the gift, which is really not like what he usually does.

    Also, Arang is not good at words, can't lie, he can understand that he feels uncomfortable when he lied to Yu Qiuran, but why is Yu Qiuran...

    He looked suspicious: "Then why does Yu Palace seem so guilty?"

    Yu Qiuran laughed dryly: "It's not because I have strict control at home, I eat snacks before breakfast, and if I get caught by the maid sister, she will definitely preach to me."

    Although helping Zhan Shenlang to hide from Ao Jingyi made her feel a little guilty. However, looking at the figure of the battle hall being too tense and tensed, everyone is a friend, and she couldn't bear to expose it.

    As soon as she finished speaking, there was a knock on the door of the ward.

    A maid outside gently reminded: "Master, it's time for breakfast."

    Yu Qiuran immediately seized the opportunity to slip away: "Then what, I'm going to have breakfast first! Don't be late for class. You and Zhandian chat slowly."

    She passed by Ao Jingyi with a swish, and rushed out the door.

    I'm sorry for the battle hall, it's not that I won't help you, but the matter between the two male protagonists, I, the supporting role, can't be involved!

    Ao Jingyi and Zhan Shenlang watched her disappear quickly at the door. Only the two of them were left in the ward.

    Ao Jingyi leaned against the table, glanced at the dim sum in the lunch box, and asked, "How is the situation?"

    The object of the lie, Yu Qiuran, left, leaving Ao Jingyi and him as a gift interception alliance, Zhan Shenlang could not help but relax.

    He replied: "The mission failed, Yu Dian found out that it was sent by the key observer."

    Ao Jingyi's eyelids jumped: "Do you know how he recognized it?"

    Zhan Chenlang shook his head: "Yu Dian only took a bite, and he knew it immediately."

    Ao Jingyi clicked his tongue and looked down at the box of dim sum. Is there any other way for Su Tiantian to deliver news to Yu Qiuran?

    He was thinking about it, when he heard Zhan Chenlang speak with some uncertainty: "But Yu Dian seems to have misunderstood, he thought it was given to me by the key observer."

    Huh?

    Ao Jingyi paused for a while, glanced at the beautiful peach blossoms and delicate maple leaves in the lunch box, and couldn't help but wonder: "Are you sure that guy thinks this is for you? He really thinks so, Or pretend to fool you?"

    Zhan Shenlang hesitated for a moment: "I think Yu Dian really thinks so."

    Although he is not good at words and often cannot understand the meaning of other people's words, he has a keen sense of whether people are genuine or fake.

    With beast-like intuition, Zhan Shenlang thought that Yu Qiuran should not be acting at that time.

    Ao Jingyi felt very speechless. The shape of the dim sum has such a clear pointing meaning, that guy can still misunderstand, how long is his brain circuit?

    He moved his fingers slightly, tapped the table lightly, thoughtfully: "Then he knew that Su Tiantian gave you snacks, didn't he say anything?"

    Zhan Shenlang was stumped again. He was about to start recalling blankly when he heard a "ding" sound. It was the sound of the mobile phone, and Yu Qiuran sent him a message.

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    Zhan Shenlang felt that he had the answer. He raised his head and replied to Ao Jingyi: "Yu Dian said he wants to compete with me fairly, so let me not tell you first."

    Ao Jingyi smiled and snorted: "It seems that he would rather take you, a "rival in love", as an ally, and also guard against me, a wicked man who beats mandarin ducks."

    He patted Zhan Shen Lang on the shoulder: "In this case, don't tell him it's a misunderstanding. It just so happens that you can sneak over and learn more about the situation. I'm here with Yu Dian, and I'm also watching Hold tight."

    Seeing the war, Shen Lang clenched the armrest of the sofa with a serious expression, knowing that with his friend's upright character, he was not very capable of being a double agent.

    So he comforted Zhan Shenlang again: "Don't worry, when I investigate and find out, if there is really no problem with Su Tiantian, then I will naturally not stop Yu Dian."

    Zhan Shenlang nodded stiffly.

    In the next period of time, Yu Qiuran followed Ao Jingyi and lived a peaceful and busy life.

    The preparations for the school celebration are progressing in an orderly manner, and her second energy ball is also gratifying.

    In everyone's expectation, the school day has finally arrived.

    The two-day celebration is a two-day event, and various societies and organizations will design their own booths. The school will invite parents of students to visit and tour along the planned route.

    Because many of the classmates are from rich or noble backgrounds, the annual celebration of Shenxia Kyushu College can also be regarded as an alternative gathering of powerful people.

    During the school celebration, all students must wear uniform college uniforms, including Dongmang Club.

    But as the highest privileged class, they are always a little more special.

    Yu Qiuran put on a simple black suit jacket, asked the maid sister to help tie her tie, and then went to the central area of ​​the East Palace Garden to meet Ao Jingyi and Zhan Shenlang.

    As soon as she walked into the main hall, she saw Ao Jingyi waving at him: "Dian Yu, this way."

    He picked up a cloak from the table, which was the unique costume of the Dongmang Club.

    Yu Qiuran took it over and put it on, and looked in the mirror.

    The cloaks on the three are of a uniform style. Straight military collar with slightly wider shoulders. The cut is neat and simple, but it visually elongates the line of the person and highlights the wearer's outstanding temperament.

    The fabric of pure dark pattern is solemn yet elegant, and it is lightly blown by the wind while walking.

    Yu Qiuran buttoned the collar of the cloak facing the mirror. The button is made of pure gold, and the logo of the Dong Mang Society is engraved on it.

    The cape is beautifully done and she fits perfectly.

    Ao Jingyi explained to her: "A Cheng made it himself, and sent someone to send it back. He likes clothing design, and he always has to come up with some new tricks in previous years."

    Yu Qiuran touched his chin and wrote down this hobby of Hua Chengya.

    They arrived at the auditorium by private car.

    As soon as they saw them, everyone retreated to both sides like Moses dividing the sea, giving way from the middle.

    Ao Jingyi walked at the front, Yu Qiuran and Zhan Shenlang followed behind him and walked to the VIP seats on the second floor.

    But as soon as they got to the second floor, Ao Jingyi received a call.

    He walked and said a few words to the other side briefly, then turned his head and said, "The principal is looking for me, you all sit first, and I'll be back when I go."

    But once he went, he never came back. It wasn't until the school celebration began and the school board of directors made a collective appearance that Ao Jingyi walked out with the board members.

    Among the middle-aged and elderly people, he is young and handsome, with a slender and tall figure.

    The members of the board of directors took their seats on the high platform on the second floor opposite the Dongmang Association across the central venue.

    Ao Jingyi nodded at the headmaster, then walked up to the podium in the surprised eyes of everyone, calmly raised the microphone stand, and opened the folder in his hand: " Thank you so much for coming…”

    Listening to his calm and confident speech, Yu Qiuran was surprised for a while.

    In the original process, the principal should be the first to speak.

    She thought of the default rule - the member of the East Mang Club who graduated from high school and ranked first in the wind and cloud list can have the management right of the college for 20 years.

    But they are still in their second year of high school, and the board of directors actually allowed Ao Jingyi to directly represent the principal to make the opening statement, which is already a very obvious signal.

    Yu Qiuran turned to look at Zhan Shenlang, who was ranked second next to him. He remained expressionless, but his eyes were calm and relaxed.

    Yu Qiuran pondered secretly, indeed, as a person in the battle hall, he should not care about this. I just don't know what Huadian, who has not met so far, thinks.

    Thinking of the other party's inexplicably delayed trip, Yu Qiuran leaned on the back of the chair and felt that things were a bit interesting.

    She looked at the board members on the high platform opposite. The most conspicuous of them are the representatives of the four major families sitting in the first row.

    Her cheap father, Dad Yu, was also among them, noticing the sight she was looking at, and gently nodded and smiled at her.

    Yu Qiuran returned a smile and continued to observe the people around Dad Yu.

    On his left is a short-haired lady, looking from a distance, her face is somewhat similar to Ao Jingyi, it should be his mother, Ms. Ling.

    On the right of Dad Yu is an unusually tall and burly man with strong muscles and a serious aura. At first glance, he is Zhan Shenlang's father.

    In the seat of the Hua family next to Zhan Dad, there was a potbellied old man with sparse gray hair, shrewd eyes and a smile on his face, who seemed to be over sixty years old.

    Yu Qiuran held her face, unavoidably a little puzzled. Is this Hua Chengya's grandfather? But as far as she knows, the previous generation of the Hua family's head seems to have died long ago, and now the father of Huadian should be in power.

    With this question in mind, she watched Ao Jingyi finish speaking on behalf of the principal, and after a while, she continued to give a speech as a representative of outstanding students.

    She is on the second floor of the VIP area, overlooking the audience.

    Yu Qiuran noticed the expressions of the students in the field. They looked up at Ao Jingyi on the stage with excited expressions, obviously they had a high degree of identification with him.

    The members of the board of directors also laughed and applauded, showing satisfaction to Ao Jingyi on stage.

    Only Ao Jingyi's mother, Ms. Ling, remained the same, cold and frosty.

    The opening ceremony is over, the students leave the venue in an orderly manner, and can go to the booths of various clubs to play.

    The parents obviously want to stay and socialize first.

    Zhan Shenlang was called away by his father.

    Yu Qiuran didn't want to get involved in this kind of occasion, and Dad Yu was obviously not going to push her to the front so early.

    So they made an appointment to meet later in the fountain garden behind the auditorium.

    Yu Qiuran bypassed the group of people taking pictures and walked onto the path formed by the rose flower wall. She intends to go to a less crowded place to get some air.

    When she finally reached the depths of the rare garden, she suddenly heard a cold and strong female voice behind her yelling: "Stop!"

    Yu Qiuran turned around and found that it was Ao Jingyi's mother, Ms. Ling, who was calling for her.

    The other party has neat short hair. Looking closely, Ao Jingyi's eyes are very similar to hers, but Ms. Ling's eyes are more slender and sharp. Moreover, she had a stern face, with deep nasolabial lines on both sides of her mouth, which made her seem unusually indifferent and inhumane.

    Yu Qiuran stopped and greeted politely: "Hello, ma'am, may I ask..."

    Ms. Ling interrupted her, and said in a cold tone: "You should know who I am. I just want to tell you, stay away from my son, don't think about it Those little tricks."

    Yu Qiuran was stunned when she heard the words.

    What? I have to say this to Su Tiantian at a later stage, right? Why are you rushing to warn her now?

    Ma'am, you are not only in the wrong place, but also the wrong person!

    Yu Qiuran said inexplicably: "Auntie, you..."

    But the other party interrupted her again.

    Ms. Ling looked up and down at Yu Qiuran with a scrutinizing gaze. Then looking at her pale complexion and frail figure, she sneered: "Like your sickly father, it doesn't seem like you have a good heart."

    Yu Qiuran's expression became cold: "Really? I think you are so arrogant and rude, like some kind of animal with upturned nostrils, not attractive."

    Ms. Ling was stabbed by her, and there was a little disgust in her eyes: "As expected, it was taught by your father. The sharp teeth and sharp mouth are uneducated, and there is no respect for the elders."

    Yu Qiuran smiled lightly: "But I don't think you look educated when you insult and slander her father in front of a junior."

    Ms. Ling was furious: "How dare you talk to me like that! What are you! You haven't appeared for more than ten years, and now the Yu family dare not push you in front of others, but only one bastard…"

    Her words were interrupted by a cold voice. Father Yu, who was in a mahogany wheelchair, appeared under the flower corridor: "Ms. Ling, don't take out the dirty and dirty transactions between adults and pollute the children's ears."

    His elegant eyebrows and eyes were smiling, but his tone brought out an undeniable coolness.

    Ms. Ling looked a little ugly when she saw him appear. She snorted heavily at the father and daughter, turned and walked away quickly.

    Dad Yu motioned the old man behind him to push the wheelchair to Yu Qiuran, and asked with concern, "Are you scared?"

    Yu Qiuran shook her head: "What's so scary about this, I'm a little surprised at best. Ao Jingyi is obviously a very good person, but I didn't expect his mother..."

    The character is so hard to describe.

    Dad Yu laughed: "Ms. Ling is a strong person. She is at odds with me and wants to beat me everywhere. But she used to have no advantage over me except for having an excellent son. Now that I have such an excellent child as you, she can't help but jump."

    He looked at Yu Qiuran's expression: "It seems that you and Ao Jingyi get along well."

    Yu Qiuran nodded: "He is a friend worth meeting."

     Dad Yu laughed and said, "No wonder Ms. Ling called me in the middle of the night and scolded me."

    Yu Qiuran was a little surprised. Which one is this? What's the matter with calling someone in the middle of the night?

    Father Yu was calm and calmly explained to Yu Qiuran: "It was a matter of the museum before, saying that Ao Jingyi made a lot of noise in order to save you, and was punished. She thought I was instigating you to play tricks, so she called me in the middle of the night to scold me."

    Yu Qiuran:…

    Dad Yu didn't seem to care: "It's okay, I only knew about your situation immediately after dragging her on. I have forgiven her."

    But I hear your tone, it doesn't sound like forgiveness. The back of Yu Qiuran's neck was cold. She quickly made a self-examination: "I didn't mean to hide it from you, I thought the maid sister would report to you."

    She was alone in her last life, she really never thought of such a thing, and she had to report it to her parents.

    Dad Yu's smile is still very soft: "They won't report your private life to me, I can only receive one report of your health every month. Although I am not a qualified father , but never a nasty father. I'm not like some controlling parents who have to keep track of their kids all the time."

    This is definitely a connotation of Ms. Ling. Yu Qiuran snorted and changed the subject wisely: "So why is Ms. Ling attending today's school celebration on behalf of the Ao family?"

    On important occasions such as school celebrations, those who can sit on the board of directors must be representatives of the family who hold the shares of the college, so the three families of Yu, Zhan, and Hua are all attended by the head of the family.

    Only the Ao family, but Ms. Ling came.

     Dad Yu looked at her suspicious eyes and explained to her patiently: "Ms. Ling and Mr. Ao are a family marriage. The two of them have no emotional foundation, and they both have strong personalities and value power. Nothing, they are also very successful in their respective careers."

    Speaking, Dad Yu showed a disapproval look: "It's just their attitude towards children, which is really unacceptable."

    "As you can see, Ao Jingyi is a perfect heir who can't go wrong anywhere. That's because Ms. Ling has been harsh everywhere since he was a child and has strictly planned his life. direction."

    He looked at Yu Qiuran: "Ao Jingyi also has a younger sister, and this child is also a deal between Ms. Ling and Mr. Ao."

    "She gave birth to Mr. Ao's second child in exchange for the other party's shares in the college. Her attitude towards you, except for my sake, also wanted to warn you not to have **** with Ao Jing Yi competes for the management of the college."

    Yu Qiuran was really shocked. She can understand that some people don't like children, but it is too chilling to use children as naked tools.

    She had another question: "I understand this, why is Ms. Keling so wary of me? You should be more wary of the two who are ranked second and third.”

    Dad Yu denied her speculation: "Although Zhan Shenlang ranks second, he is obviously not suitable for management work. He is the youngest son of the Zhan family, and the family also depends on him. Character development, I don't force him too much. As for Hua Chengya, he is even more impossible."

    Seeing Yu Qiuran's curious eyes, he popularized: "Today you also met the head of the Hua family. He is over sixty years old, and Hua Chengya's mother is his fourth Mrs. Ren. Every lady before him has left children."

    "Hua Chengya is also the youngest child in the family, but he is suppressed by the brothers and sisters above, and the family will only hold him back. And he himself is not doing his job properly, he is destined to be unable to compete with Ao Jing Yi's."

    Dad Yu's eyes were gentle: "Only you are my only child. As soon as I entered the college, the rankings rose sharply and quickly reached the top. Over time, Ao Jingyi will definitely be powerful. competitors."

    Yu Qiuran sighed: "But if I say that I don't care about these, will you be angry?"

     Dad Yu smiled tolerantly: "How could it be? I only hope that you can live according to your own mind."

    The two were talking when they saw Ao Jingyi rushing out of the corner with a nervous expression.

    After seeing Yu Qiuran and them, he slowed down and walked over to greet them.

    Dad Yu smiled and said, "Did you come to see your mother? She has left."

    Ao Jingyi shook his head: "I'm here to find Yu Dian. He hasn't participated in the school celebrations, and it happens that Dongmang will be in charge of inspections. I want to bring him to get acquainted with the affairs."

    Dad Yu's expression moved slightly, he looked at Ao Jingyi with satisfaction: "Alright, you young people go play together."

    Yu Qiuran followed Ao Jingyi away. She walked a distance and looked back, Dad Yu was still sitting there and smiling at her.

    The two walked silently for a while.

    Ao Jingyi broke the silence: "Did my mother say something excessive?"

    Yu Qiuran looked at his dark and depressed eyebrows, did not answer directly, only smiled and bumped him with his arm:

    "Oh, actually, I think Ms. Ling should trust you more. As long as she has a patient look, she will find that she doesn't need to be so anxious at all."

    Yu Qiuran remembered the eyes of everyone in the auditorium when they looked up at Ao Jingyi, it was proud, admirable, and proud.

    Including now, she is observing the booths of various clubs on the school celebration route. As long as he passes by, everyone will be very excited.

    For example, a juggler will throw a few more bowls immediately, a music player will play more loudly, a martial arts performance will be more powerful, and a gourmet cook will throw a spoonful of dishes. higher…

    Everyone is eager to get his attention and his compliments.

    Ao Jingyi's support is evident.

    Yu Qiuran smiled and visited the lively "bazaar" he built for the school celebration, and was suddenly attracted by a booth not far ahead.