Every time she entered the door, Yu Weiwei was using her air cushion to touch up her makeup, for fear that others would not see the luxury brand on the shell.

After two sections on theoretical knowledge, Yu Lili was so sleepy, how could theoretical knowledge be so boring?

After class, Yu Lili fell on the desk and fell into a drowsy sleep.

Suddenly someone came from the window: "Is there anything in your class called Yu? I forgot what the last two characters are called..."

Yu Weiwei was rummaging through her belongings, and when she heard the last two words, she raised her head and frowned, "What's the matter?"

She just asked casually, and the male classmate said, "There is a guy named Song Chunian looking for you outside. Are you a classmate of Yu or something?"

He hurried over to spread the word and was a little tired. It was enough to pass the word. He looked at the end of the corridor and said, "He's waiting for you over there, saying he doesn't know which class you're in..."

After saying that, he left.

The people around them immediately started discussing: "My God, Song Chunian, isn't this a gold-medal investor in the entertainment industry? I heard that the resources are so good that Weiwei actually knows a big guy of this level in the entertainment industry?"

The envious gazes all around fell on Yu Weiwei, she thought for a moment, she seemed to have heard the name Song Chunian, and she seemed to have seen it at her mother's birthday party before. At that time, Yu Weiwei didn't recognize who Song Chunian was. .

Could it be that Yu Weiwei, who was envied by the arrogant women at that time, still remembers?

She immediately took a stance and cleared her throat: "I'm not alone with the surname Yu."

She looked at Yu Lili, who was sleeping, with trepidation, and she rejected it again in her heart. Even in front of her rich boyfriend, a bastard like Yu Lili is a cheap thing that can't be sold. What chance do you have to meet such a big name in the entertainment industry?

She naturally accepted all the eyes, arrogant like a noble white swan, and said humbly: "The person who spread the word didn't make it clear..."

Still went out.

The classmates behind them are all gossip masters, and they walked out, some lying on the railing outside, and some following them to the end of the corridor.

When Yu Weiwei walked over, Song Chunian was looking at the direction she was coming from. Seeing Yu Weiwei smiling at her, she smiled politely back.

As soon as she saw Song Chunian smiling at herself, Yu Weiwei's uneasiness in her heart disappeared, and she was looking for her, she put on a gentle and pleasant smile, "Mr. Song? I didn't expect you to remember me?"

She stood in front of Song Chunian, with a look of surprise on her face unconsciously, like a bird leaning on Song Chunian's side.

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The classmates passing by couldn't help but look away, looking at the handsome men and beautiful women in Lou Tijiao, a beautiful landscape.

"This... this seems to be Song Chunian."

"That girl is Yu Weiwei. I heard it before, and I heard that the family is rich."

"Just for this appearance, the two of them are too seductive."

The voices of the surrounding whispers intermittently reached Yu Weiwei's ears, her vanity was greatly satisfied, and she couldn't help but feel high.

Song Chunian looked at Yu Weiwei in astonishment: "Who are you?"

He said his doubts a little slowly, and at the same time looked in the direction she came from.