The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

Anxiaxia suppressed her mood and returned to her home.

Father An is ready for dinner and is waiting for her with a smile.

"Wash your hands and eat."

"Oh ..." Anxia Xia went absently to the bathroom, and nearly hit the wall halfway. Fortunately, Chi Yuanfeng, who had just come downstairs, grabbed her and asked with a smile: "Xia Xia, you still practice cheerleading today Did I teach you, I teach you! "

Speaking of this, An Xia Xia was even more sad. She went to wash her hands with a long sigh and made Chi Yuanfeng inexplicable.

"What's up with her?"

"Indirect ventilation, every month, there are always so few days." An Yibei coldly spit out.

An Xia Xia rarely did not fight with him and sat silently in the position.

Sheng Yize glanced at her, and frowned slightly.

"Don't you go to the game?" He asked.

"Going ... have been abused by the Holy Voice, and lost so badly." Anxia Xia Yi filled with indignation. "The Gu Sheng who is the Holy Voice is really annoying, he looks so handsome! Why do we abuse us so! And Qi Yanxi, somehow Dropping the chain, such an important game didn't even come to participate ... "

Hearing this familiar name, Sheng Yize Waner: "Do you think Qi Yanxi can win when he meets him?"

"Ah?" An Xiaxia was surprised, "Do you know each other?"

"I've seen a few faces, and nodded my head." Sheng Yize faintly returned, seeing Anxiaxia's lost expression on his face, and he couldn't bear it. "You want to win so much?"

"Of course! Who doesn't want their school to win!"

Sheng Yize's action was eating elegantly and luxuriously, his eyebrows were raised, and he had a calculation in his heart.

"If you go with Qi Yanxi together, will we win?" An Xia Xia looked towards Sheng Yize with hope.

Sheng Yize snorted: "I won't fight with him."

"Well, too, you were injured, and Qi Yanxi didn't come to school. How could she win?" Anxia Xiasheng put down his chopsticks relentlessly and walked into the room like a ghost.

"It will win." Sheng Yize's voice sounded behind her, and An Xia Xia looked back in confusion, but heard Sheng Yi Ze repeat again: "We will win."

The sound is light, but it has convincing power.

An Xia Xia was shocked for two seconds, pouting: "No need to comfort me, oh ... I'm going to see Rong Che Ouba heal ..."

Sheng Yize in front of the table shook his head helplessly.

He Jiayu caught the point, and frowned: "Aren't you going to participate? Hey, Sheng Yize, don't make fun of your body! Your feet can't move violently ..."

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The next day, the school cafeteria.

An Xia Xia had a good meal, but saw Su Xiaomo pulling over Mu Li with joy: "Xia Xia, our book is finalized! Put it online to customize it, and only sold a few hundred copies in one night! Ahaha Get rich! "

"Awesome! Finally we can say goodbye to the days of eating soil!" An Xia Xia swept yesterday's haze, with a smile on his face.

Mu Li reluctantly shook the corner of his mouth and sat down to eat.

Eat and talk, naturally talk about basketball.

"Qi Yanxi's big asshole! It's so annoying! Don't come to the competition when the key!" An Xia Xia poked at the rice angrily.

"Just! Don't let me see him! Otherwise I'll poke the chopsticks in his nostril!" Su Xiaomo growled aggressively.

Mu Li was anxious, "It's not what you think, he or he hurt his leg ... it was very bad ..."

"what?"