Rebirth, the character of Baifumei cannot fall

Lin Wanyue, who had figured it out, stopped worrying and took the things she had bought for Chunsheng and drove back to the manor.

"Sister, sister! Did you bring noodles?" Before Lin Wanyue changed her shoes, Chunsheng ran out of the kitchen like a little firecracker, sniffing left and right with his little nose arched.

Lin Wanyue watched Chunsheng become more and more lively and energetic every day, and she was still very proud of him.

He is worthy of being my child, white, fat and quirky.

"Oh, what should I do if my sister forgot?"

"No, my sister didn't forget! My sister loves Chunsheng the most!" Chunsheng looked young, but he was not easy to fool when it came to food. He had already smelled the smell of grilled cold noodles!

Lin Wanyue turned around and took out the packaged grilled cold noodles and handed them over. Chunsheng's little mouth was like honey, and he said a lot of good things, and then ran away happily holding the grilled cold noodles.

"Miss, the young master is growing up, he can't eat these." Lin Ping sighed inwardly when he saw the roasted cold noodles put on the plate by Chunsheng. The older one was rebellious, and the younger one was also rebellious.

"It's okay, just eat a bite occasionally." Lin Ping is a bionic man. He has his own control over Chunsheng's nutritional intake. Generally speaking, he has plans for when to eat, when to drink water, when to eat fruit in the morning and afternoon, what to eat, and when to drink milk in the evening.

But Lin Wanyue thinks that raising a child is mainly about living happily. Although these things are not nutritious, they are happy!

Lin Ping calculated the various parameters of this plate of roasted cold noodles in his mind. Tomorrow, he will adjust the diet and fruit for the young master. Today, he will add a glass of carrot juice, which the young master hates the most, after the meal.

Poor Chunsheng doesn't know that there will be pain after happiness. Now he is sitting on his own little chair, waiting for his sister to eat the first bite of food.

After Lin Wanyue picked up the first bite with chopsticks, Chunsheng couldn't control himself. He didn't use chopsticks very well, and the food would always fall everywhere. But the little guy had to pick up the food on the table and put it on the extra plate, and then wipe the place where the food fell before continuing to eat.

This little action is exactly the same as Lin Wanyue.

After eating his grilled cold noodles with satisfaction, Chunsheng sat on the chair and patted his bulging belly, "Is this melon ripe?"

Lin Wanyue paused with chopsticks: ? ? ? ? Where did you learn it? ?

Before going to bed, I replied to the class monitor and said that I would put on a dance program. If there are any students in the class who want to join, please send me a WeChat message.

The next afternoon, several girls who participated in the performance were confirmed, and Lin Wanyue contacted them to come to the manor for dance rehearsal.

Several girls have dance skills, and the movements produced by the system save the trouble of choreography. Lin Wanyue also ordered several sets of performance costumes from the system.

On the day of the welcome party, Lin Wanyue and her teammates changed into their performance costumes backstage. The moon-white satin was embroidered with light golden patterns, which sparkled as they swayed. A ribbon of the same color was tied around her waist, and her long black hair hung down behind her head, tied loosely at the back with a light blue ribbon. Her hair fluttered in front of her forehead, looking lazy and casual.

There were six girls in total, and each of them dressed differently.

After the host announced the show, a group of people walked onto the stage and stood in their seats with their backs to the audience.

Song Jiajun, who was sitting in the first row as a guest, could tell at a glance that the back figure in the middle was the girl he had been thinking about.

As the music started, the sleeves suddenly swung away, and the girl slowly turned her head to reveal her side face. Just one side face was enough to amaze everyone.

As the music played melodiously, she turned her footsteps lightly, and the rain of flowers in the sky made her look more picturesque and graceful, like a secluded orchid.

Even if she changed her position, she could still attract everyone's attention. She wore a moon-colored robe as light as frost and snow, and her sleeves gently covered her face. Then she moved to the right with the music. The crimson crescent between her eyebrows was the icing on the cake, making the girl look cool and flamboyant.

After the song, there was silence for a long time. I don't know who came to his senses and started thunderous applause.

"Damn...what a visual feast!!!"

"Who is the girl in white in the middle? She's so pretty but she's not a school beauty?"

"Is this a performance that we, the country dogs, can watch?"

"In ancient times, there was the dance of Feiyan and Hede on their palms. Today, I finally saw what a beautiful dance is."

"Boss Zhu!! I've waited so long and finally saw the full version!!"

"I don't think it's good. This dance lacks some artistic conception. The dance should be... Forget it. Give me her contact information first. I'll talk to her alone."

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"Wanyue ah ah ah ah!!! You're so great!! You danced so well!! The audience is crazy, okay!!" Xu Silin was wearing a long dress. Xiao Yi was holding her violin behind her, with one hand blocking her waist.

"Really?" She didn't know if the people in the audience were crazy, but the old fox was nowI must be going crazy...

Indeed, Song Jiajun couldn't hear the whispers around him now. All he could see was the look the little girl gave him, her eyes full of affection, shy to speak.

The beauty dances like a lotus, and people should see it with their eyes. The ancients were not deceiving me!

After teasing the old fox, Lin Wanyue changed her clothes and returned to her seat. Xu Silin was playing a violin solo on the stage.

In the first row in front of her seat was Song Jiajun. Perhaps he felt the burning gaze behind him, so he turned back to look at her, with a little smile in his deep eyes.

Lin Wanyue looked away. It was not a good thing to smile so frivolously.

After the welcome party, Lin Wanyue and her three companions waited for Song Jiajun, who was left by the school leaders to talk, under the sycamore tree at the school gate.

"Hello, junior sister, I am Li Wanxing, a sophomore in economics. Can you give me your contact information?"

Lin Wanyue paused as she was tying her hair. Li Wanxing?

The male protagonist of the original book, but not much is written in the original book, only focusing on describing the male protagonist as gentle as water and caring for the female protagonist.

I just learned that the trajectory of the original female protagonist has changed some time ago, and now I meet the original male protagonist, what does this mean?

For the sake of peace in the future, there can be no connection with the male and female protagonists of the original book!

"Sorry, it's not convenient."

The girl's eyes are cold and her tone can be regarded as gentle, but I don't know if it's my illusion, I can always feel a little resistance from the other party.

"I'm abrupt, junior sister, don't be nervous, I just want to make friends with you."

Xu Silin looked at the figure coming from the opposite side and silently took a step back: Nervous? Let's not talk about whether Wanyue is nervous or not, you should be nervous soon.

"Who to make friends with?" Song Jiajun is naturally alert to the boys who appear around the little girl. Make friends? Let me see how you want to make friends!

Li Wanxing thought that after he said that, the junior girl would not refuse her face to face even if she was unwilling, but who could have expected that Cheng Yaojin would appear halfway. He was angry in his heart, but when he saw the man walking in front of him, he suddenly wilted again.

"Hmm?" The man's careless question was like a hammer hitting Li Wanxing's heart.

But with the beauty in front of him, even if he was afraid, he pretended to be fearless of power, but his slightly trembling hands revealed his timidity.

"I just want to get to know my junior girl. After all, we are in the same school and have a lot of common topics."

Song Jiajun let out a light laugh, turned sideways and took the things in the girl's hand, not even bothering to give her a glance: "The watch on her hand can buy a house, what common topics can you have?"

Li Wanxing's friends saw that he was embarrassed by being confronted, and hurried forward to pull him away.

Why are you so ignorant? You said it was inconvenient but you didn't leave. The people around her are either rich or noble. Why do you have to offend her head!