The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

Early in the morning, Yunci dragged his suitcase downstairs. Ruan Feiyue and Ye Meipan also happened to go out and moved their luggage to the trunk. Since childhood, Ruan Feiyue had never been far away. Ye Meipan was really worried and kept talking. With the exhortation.

Ruan Feiyue responded in a perfunctory manner, and couldn't raise any energy at all. Others were excited when school started, but she was proud of school.

If... if all this doesn't happen, she can happily step into the dream National Academy of Fine Arts like everyone else.

Instead of falling to this point.

Ruan Feiyue inadvertently caught a glimpse of Yunci walking out of the door, her eyes were red, and she held her hand tightly.

Yunci was admitted to the National Conservatory of Music, and she had heard about it.

During this period of time, many people called Ye Meipan to congratulate him, but it was no longer Ruan Feiyue who mentioned it, but Yunci. Knowing that Yunci was going to the National Conservatory of Music, they all rushed to curry favor.

How could Ruan Feiyue not hate in her heart.

Originally, she should be able to have this kind of honor, but now it's all ruined!

Yun Ci left with his suitcase and stood on the side of the asphalt road. The weather in September was still hot and dry. Yun Ci put his long hair around his head at will, and buckled his cap to block the sun.

Not long after, a car stopped next to him, and Xia Beiqin waved in it: "Sister-in-law, come up!"

Yun Ci put his luggage in the trunk, quickly bent down and got into the car. A burst of coolness came to him, and it was so comfortable that his bones were melted. Yun Ci leaned softly on the seat and pulled out a piece of paper to wipe the thin forehead. sweat.

Xia Beiqing was on the phone next to him, yelling to Teacher Shen, and then chatting about the beginning of school, and then flirted with a few words indiscreetly, making people panic with tired voice.

Soon, the car stopped outside the National Conservatory of Music.

Jun Duonuan had just arrived, and she jumped out of the car. She was wearing a suspender skirt and a small straw hat on her head. She didn't know she thought she was on vacation.

Nangongmu was helping her with things and was bowing her head to say something, Jun Duonuan pouted, and responded impatiently: "I know, I know, A Mu is so long-winded!"

Xia Beiqing ran over, pointed at Jun Duonuan, and couldn't help but laughed: "Little fat guy, how did you spend your summer vacation? It became fat and dark, do you know what it looks like? It's like...like Like a little black pig."

Jun Duonuan burst into tears, rushed behind Yunci, and blinked aggrievedly.

After all, it is a conservatory, which is related to art. There are crowds all around. Looking around, there are countless number of exquisite and beautiful people. Jun Duonuan stands in the middle, really a bit... dark and fat.

It's not fat, but she is young, her face is still childish, and she wears baby fat. Her little hands and hands are also chubby, and her clothes are cute and soft, and she looks like she has come to kindergarten.

The three people are not in the same department, and they parted ways as soon as they entered the school.

Yun Ci first went to the vocal music department to report, and then took the keys to the dormitory and some daily necessities.

Carrying things alone, she pushed open the door of 601 dormitory. Two people in the dormitory had already arrived first, and they all turned to look over.

Yun Ci put his luggage away, picked a bed by the window, and then simply tidied up.

During the period, the two girls greeted Yunci, and Yunci nodded politely, not interested in talking to them more.

They also flinched, didn't dare to bother them, muttered a few words so cold, and ran to the side to chat.

The dormitory was for six people, and two more came one after another.

After tidying up, Yunci lay on the bed simply, closed his eyes to rest, and the few girls below kept talking.