A group of people looked at each other in blank dismay, then rushed towards Yan Guican.

Yan Guican grabbed the arm of one of them and shook it hard, and the few people who were chasing after him were instantly overwhelmed.

She drooped her eyes impatiently, and kicked Huang Mao's chest.

Only a crisp "click" was heard.

Huang Mao clutched his chest, howling endlessly.

"Ah, I have a broken rib!"

Several younger brothers quickly helped Huang Mao up, "Boss, let's go, let's go to the hospital."

Yan Guican clapped his hands gracefully and approached.

Huang Mao looked at her, shaking uncontrollably, and begged for mercy.

"Sister, I'm sorry, we have blind eyes but don't know Mount Tai, don't fight, don't come here..."

Yan Guican pursed his lips, and took out his phone with great interest to take a photo of them.

"If I still see you here in the future, I'll hit you every time I see you, just try."

"Don't dare, don't dare." Several people waved their hands again and again.

After Yan Guican left, Huang Mao covered his chest with his teeth bared, and slapped one of them on the head.

"Why are you in a daze, send me to the hospital!"

"Okay." Several people helped the yellow hair into the car, and a boy with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks scratched his head.

"Boss, let's come over and teach this woman a lesson when you are well!"

Huang Mao opened one eye and made a nasty sound.

"Why are you here? A group of people can't beat a woman, isn't it shameful enough to be free?"

He is domineering in this area, when did a female devil come to No. [-] Middle School?
The boy with dyed blue hair was unwilling to ask, "Boss, let's leave this matter alone?"

"Then what can we do?" Huang Mao sighed heavily.

It's just that he was unlucky and encountered a hard stubble!

The ribs are all broken!

-

After Yan Guican finished buying the books, he sent Ding Pan a message.

"Senior, do you have time for the cooperation you mentioned last time?"

After sending out, Yan Guican took a taxi back to the villa, just after eating, the bell rang.

It was an unfamiliar call, and the address showed Beijing.

Yan Guican connected, "Hello."

On the opposite side was a slightly hoarse voice full of air.

"Is it Yan Guican? I'm Ding Pan."

Yan Guican's expression moved slightly, he took a sip of water, "Senior."

Ding Pan narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Just call me Teacher Ding. I got the number from Fang Han, but I have been waiting for you for several days."

Yan Guican smiled, "I've been waiting for a long time, the teacher can call anytime."

Ding Pan laughed brightly, "Where are you now?"

"Jincheng."

Ding Pan raised his eyebrows, "Well, I happen to be going to Jincheng for a few days, and we will meet then."

"Okay." Yan Guican got up and went upstairs, "Then I'll wait for your news."

"Row."

-

The next day, Yan Guican filled out the application form at Zhou Qiao's place.

Zhou Qiao didn't expect things to go so smoothly, Yan Guican agreed in just one night, and immediately smiled.

Fearing that she would regret it suddenly, Zhou Qiao hurriedly stuffed the form into the desk when Yan Guican finished filling it out.

"Once this form is filled out, it cannot be changed."

Yan Guican watched his movements and nodded.

In less than a day, the news that Yan Guican was going to perform on the [-]th anniversary spread all over the forum, causing countless people to look forward to it.

This matter spread to the Internet, causing quite a storm.

【Yan Guican changed schools?Isn't she from Lindu?Go to Jincheng to go to school? 】

["Extreme Hunting" really brought her too many dividends. From a small village to a big city, is her grade enough to get into Jincheng No. [-] Middle School? 】

[Jincheng No. [-] Middle School is a national key high school, Yan Guican is in the countryside, so his grades should not be very good, right?Can I get in with that score?She won't rely on other means, right? 】

Ding Xing lowered his head and swiped his phone, frowning.

Yan Guican, who came over, glanced at his phone screen with a calm expression.

On the contrary, Ding Xing quickly took a breath like a thief.

"Don't worry too much..."

This was the first time Ding Xing spoke to Yan Guican since they were at the same table.

Yan Guican sat down and opened the textbook, "There are so many people in the world, if I care about everyone, I will be exhausted."

Ding Xing looked sideways.

As the breeze blew by, the broken hair from Yan Guican's temples fluttered in the wind, his long eyelashes drooped slightly, his side face was exquisite and superior, and his beauty was not like ordinary people.

Ding Xing's expression moved slightly, and he couldn't help shaking his head.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Ding Xing went home.

The silver-and-black body is cool, and Ding Xing is wearing a helmet. When he pressed his wrist, the tires drew a shallow car mark in front of the courtyard gate.

A perfect drift.

Ding Xing took off his helmet, took out the key, and as soon as he entered the door, the wooden stick struck him head-on.

Ding Xing grasped reflexively, raised his eyes, and his expression of impatience and anger froze instantly.

"grandfather……"

Ding Pan was wearing a gray and white coat, with gray hair, full of energy, and roared angrily.

"You little bastard, you're racing again! Believe it or not, I sold your broken car?"

Ding Xing let go of the stick, dropped his helmet and ran across the living room.

"Don't, grandpa, that car took a lot of effort, it's not worth selling it, it's not worth it!"

Ding Pan chased after him, "I knew I shouldn't have sent you here. Look at you, you don't learn well all day long! Where are your parents?"

Ding Xing was afraid that he would fall, so he simply stood still.

"It's not that you don't know, they are busy people, how can they have time to care about me?"

Hearing this, Ding Pan's anger subsided a lot, and he took out his mobile phone.

"Those two are also unreliable!"

Ding Xing helped him to sit down, "Grandpa, why did you come all the way here?"

Ding Pan glanced at him, "Look at you, and meet a little girl by the way."

Ding Xing recalled the form Yan Guican filled out today, and his brows twitched, "Could it be Yan Guican?"

"You know her?"

Isn't this kid only interested in motorcycles?
Ding Xing rolled his eyes, "You have already posted on Weibo, can I not know?"

Ding Pan thought of the picture in the video and felt satisfied.

"That girl is very spiritual. There were other people who sang this song before, but none of them were as shocking as her."

The sense of fate of loneliness and back pain makes people feel tense across the screen.

Ding Xing raised his eyebrows in surprise.

To get such a high evaluation from grandpa, this Yan Guican has two brushes.

Ding Pan remembered the news on the Internet, and looked down at his grandson.

"I heard that girl has transferred to No. [-] Middle School, have you seen her?"

Ding Xing crossed his legs, "We are at the same table."

Ding Pan's eyes lit up, and his heart of gossip rose, "Then what do you think of the girl?"

Hearing this, Ding Xing couldn't help but see the profile face and head tilted in the morning.

"Alright, alright."

Ding Pan looked at his grandson's pink ears and smiled inexplicably.

Just be tough!

On the other side, Yan Guican sent the design draft to Wu Jifang.

Ding Pan called.

"Girl, do you have time tomorrow? Let's meet at the gate of No. [-] Middle School."

Yan Guican sat on the balcony, looking at the computer intently.

"can."

The two made an appointment and hung up the phone.

On the computer screen is a dialog box.

Mu Lan: [Granny Lu in the capital city fell ill some time ago, and she is looking for Jiuchu with her contacts. 】

Yan Guican typed slowly.

[They can't find anyone. 】

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