Huang Qingwu doesn't care what others say in school. She cares about Han Yichu, not the attitude of strangers.

She lives her own life, not for those people.

So no matter what other people say or talk about in the school, Huang Qing dance doesn't care. She won't be affected.

And she is a black dragon party miss, has its own pride, she disdains to argue about what.

Han Yichu doesn't know what other people in the school think. Maybe he doesn't let other people's opinions affect his life.

It's just that he's worried about the dance.

At noon, Han Yichu asked Huang Qingwu to have dinner. Han Yichu hesitated and said, "Qingwu, don't take everyone's words in school seriously, it will affect your mood."

Huang Qing dances coldly. Hearing Han Yichu's words, he raises his head and blinks.

She looked at Han Yichu's frown, and then looked at his face, and knew that he was worried about himself.

Huang Qingwu shook his head, "what others say will not affect me."

This sentence is really true, and if there is anything, she can use the black dragon party to suppress it.

But she really disdains to do such a small thing.

And she wants to open, she occupied Han Yichu, many people feel uncomfortable, always want to vent, she understands.

Han Yichu looks at Huang Qingwu's light look. It seems that he is not angry. He has some doubts.

Han Yichu found that Qingwu and helianman have totally different temperament.

He still remembers that when he was with helianman, she complained to him that some people in the school said that she was not pleasant to hear. She was very troubled. He used his relationship to buy a water army, which led helianman's comments to a good direction.

Later, people used to see them together, saying that they were made in heaven.

If there are more people to talk about, they will follow suit.

Han Yichu found that there was a charm in Huangqing dance, which made him unable to explain clearly.

After dinner, Han Yichu gives Huang Qingwu a schoolbag and leads her back.

Now Han Yichu doesn't want to hurt Huang Qingwu or let her go, so he treats her with his heart.

What other people's husbands can give him, he can also give him a dance.

It's just that there's some intimacy that needs to be gradual.

They walked hand in hand in the campus. Seeing that they were approaching the dormitory of Huangqing dance, Han Yichu said, "I've seen that you don't have any classes this afternoon. I'll take you where you want to go."

Huang Qing dance is sweet and warm.

Almost from last night, Han Yichu began to treat her well. Although it was from night to morning, it made her happy.

Huang Qing dance's heart beat fast, she almost didn't hesitate to say where to play.

But the thought of meeting the crew this afternoon.

This time, she was the screenwriter of a large-scale court drama in ancient costume. Although she was in school, her hobby was writing scripts.

Her identity and living environment have made her curious about ancient times since she was a child. She has heard a lot of stories about the black dragon party, Xie's family, and so on, which makes her yearn. She has also gone to many places since she was a child.

So she wanted to write those antique stories, those romantic and aesthetic love stories.

She also went to see the scenes of making costume plays, and later fell in love with writing scripts.

Now she may be a mysterious screenwriter in the eyes of outsiders. Her scripts, which are made into TV series, have high ratings.