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Chapter 604 Prince's Electronic Seal Number

Chapter 604 The Prince's Phone Number

Although the spring is warm, it is still chilly, the branches are still bare, and there is no green on the grass.

The two girls chatted.

Lin Ziran, "Ou Lan, Prince Mu also majored in animation, will he take classes with us?"

Ou Lan, "I don't know, he is considered a transfer student, and I don't know if he started from freshman year."

Lin Ziran, "Probably not, he is 24 years old anyway, he looks a bit old when he is a freshman."

Ou Lan, "It's not certain, maybe he will learn the basics in freshman year first, and then skip a grade."

While chatting, suddenly there was a scream, "Ah! Prince Mu! Prince Mu!"

Ou Lan and Lin Ziran suddenly looked up and found a black car with the special royal logo parked outside the school gate, and Bai Limu got out of the car and walked into the campus naturally.

Bai Limu paid great attention to influence and did not let people drive in the car.

Of course, he was still accompanied by several bodyguards.

As soon as Bailimu walked into the campus, the girls on the road went crazy. They were all prepared and rushed over with their autograph books and pens in hand.

Soon, a group of screaming girls surrounded Bailimu completely.

The bodyguard wanted to step forward to stop these girls, but Bai Limu was a gentleman, he stopped the bodyguard because there was still some time before class, but he smiled and satisfied the girls' request for autographs.

Ou Lan and Lin Ziran also pushed forward desperately, because they had heavy responsibilities on their shoulders.

In the end, it was because Ou Lan had been exercising every day according to Zhan Moxiao's previous requirements, and her physical fitness was very good. Lin Ziran didn't squeeze in, but she did.

After several twists and turns, she squeezed in front of Bai Limu and handed over her little notebook.

Bai Limu was busy picking up the autograph books that kept reaching out, but he caught Ou Lan out of the corner of his eye, and then moved his eyes instantly, all eyes were on the girl's face.

Then he stopped all his movements, just looked at her steadfastly, and smiled slightly at her.

He had read all the information about her last night, and he liked it very much, because she looked so much like his mother, so he naturally wanted to get close to her, and because she was really an innocent girl.

Although his family was poor, he never liked those.

He is willing to be friends with such a girl, and he has never had a family background in making friends.

He wants to get close to her, it's an instinct, like the heaven is pulling her in the dark.

Seeing that the prince was still warm to her, Ou Lan was flattered, her bright eyes instantly turned into crescents, she smiled sweetly, and at the same time handed over her small notebook with both hands.

She smiled and said, "Prince Mu, we meet again."

Bai Limu couldn't see other people anymore, he took Ou Lan's notebook with a smile, his whole body exuded a soft radiance, which made people feel warm.

He lowered his eyes and was about to sign her autograph when he found a sentence written in her notebook, "Prince Mu, can I invite you to do an exclusive interview, please?"

After the text, I also drew a requesting smiling face, which is very cute, just like her.

So he laughed again.

Without saying anything, he took a pen and wrote a series of numbers, then closed the book and returned it to her.

Then, he refused to sign any more girls on the grounds that he was rushing to class. The bodyguard immediately understood, stepped forward to drive away the crowd, and escorted him to the teaching school.

Ou Lan also stepped aside with the crowd, she was holding a small book, a little confused, did Bai Limu agree or not?
She guessed that he would probably not agree, because their "Sincere Color" was too gossip.

(End of this chapter)

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