What Ye Wudao valued most at the Pearl Academy was not the "Prince" Situ Xuan, who performed brilliantly everywhere, nor was Li, who created the heroes and the princelings, but this Bai Fanyi, who lived a low-key life. This is not only because his life experience is the most mysterious student in Mingzhu Academy, where celebrities are everywhere, but also his performance at Mingzhu Academy also made Ye Wudao "identify" the most - how can a student who can have a triangle relationship with two beautiful teachers at the same time be an ordinary character?

In fact, the current situation at Zhejiang University is also interesting and confusing, because the daughter of the president of Oriental Group and Ye Wudao, two increasingly popular newcomers who are gradually becoming popular in black and white, are studying. Coupled with the bizarre existence of the original Bai Fanyi, the storm of Mingzhu Academy, and the injection of some secret forces, this long-standing higher education institution is filled with a mysterious atmosphere.

"There are always a lack of beauties around Ye Wudao." Bai Pingyi said with deep meaning, and looked at Ye Wudao with his eyes secretly staring at the girl who was staring at Ye Qingge.

"I don't have a good impression of such a man."

The girl said lightly, and her face, which was always as green as water, raised an equally deep smile, "Even if he is outstanding or outstanding."

"Why?" Bai Panyi was obviously relieved. Ye Wudao's "proud record" in the love field forced him to concentrate on this tough battle, because he knew that the girl around him had no reason to let go according to Ye Wudao's personality. It would be better if Ye Wudao was just a playboy who did nothing and asked about flowers and rouge all day long, but the problem was that this guy seemed to have changed in three years. He had to re-place the prince who had been removed from a list.

"Maybe you men think that a man's greatest excellence is to stand at the peak of power."

The girl paused and smiled and said, "But for us women, the most valuable thing about men is not the arrogant and arrogant battlefield, nor is the shopping malls that are invincible and prosperous, but loyalty!"

"Loyalty?" Bai Fanyi said curiously.

"Loyalty to love."

The girl said lightly. Shui Ling's eyes were filled with wisdom and determination. She turned around and stopped looking at Ye Wudao's proud back.

After hearing this answer, Bai Qiuyi raised a winning smile on the corner of his mouth and followed silently behind the girl.

Ye Wudao, I didn’t expect you to lose to Waterloo one day. This confrontation is right for the right time, place, and people are all on my side. Let’s see how you turn the tables!

This is an era full of souls. Sufficient materials make us easy to be comfortable. The flood of popular things makes classical grace gradually fade away. The pale and dark language makes even the expression of love so powerless. We let warmth, sincerity and trust make the soft things of the soul softly become the dead background. Looking back in a sad way. The cold jungle of steel and concrete ground, the bustling and cold streets of the city and the dark fragrance and shadow have long become the mulberry fields. Who else is willing to take pictures of leisurely and elegant railings, and you can stop talking?

"I don't like Wudao losing too much in the journey towards your dreams. I don't want Wudao to be alone at the peak of his life but only loneliness. Although we all say that since we cannot change society, we can adapt to society, but my aunt still wants Wudao to be a man who stands tall and upright, not necessarily a hero, nor can he be a hero. As long as you have a clear conscience, a person born in the world should always leave his own footprints. Do you know what my aunt means, Wudao?"

Ye Qingge, sitting on a stone bench looking at the night view of West Lake, stroked Ye Wudao's head and said lightly, the sadness between his eyebrows swaying like water marks is intoxicating.

Society is a dirty place where reality breaks dreams. Ye Qingge saw Ye Wudao at first sight, and felt that blood was thicker than water, even more than his blood relationship with several brothers. She didn't want him to be hurt at all. She hoped that Ye Wudao would not be as lonely as she was. It was a very mysterious feeling. He seemed to have caught something and forgotten something in the misty and shaky place.

"Auntie is watching behind you. Even if Wudao fails, it is a heroic and tragic failure. If you can have your aunt's eyes, Wudao will have the greatest motivation to face all enemies. The powerful, weak, and in the dark, everything will become a landscape that Ye Wudao presents to his aunt. Don't worry, even if he is enemies with the underworld forces in the world, the Vatican Church, or even the entire world, it is just a game for Ye Wudao to make a smile on his beauty, that's all!" Ye Wudao said seriously,

Ye Qingge gently took off Ye Wudao's exquisite gold-rimmed glasses and said softly: "I know Ye Wudao is not the kind of person who sticks to general rules and confines to secular morality. This is exactly the advantage of Wudao in this mediocre world. Aunt is not the kind of old-fashioned and unwilling to use means to make conspiracies and tricks, but Aunt doesn't want you to fail and succeed too much, and it would be too tiring to live alone."

Ye Wudao nodded, his cold heart was filled with warmth.

"Hehe, what's that girl's name?" Ye Qingge blinked and asked with a smile.

The error of women looking at women is much smaller than that of men looking at women, and Ye Qingge's vision is not at all deviated. The girl named Qianjing gave her a special feeling, which has nothing to do with a person's family background and appearance. That taste Ye Qingge only has Xuehen among Ye Wudao's generation, Dugu Yiren, a talented genius in the Dugu family, and a girl from the European royal family. The girl who walked into the Zhiwei Pavilion just now had the kind of thing that made Ye Qingge look at, and all the women who could be recognized by Ye Qingge were the best among women.

"She is the only woman who has never seen Wudao in front of her eyes, and she is the real indifference. Maybe my aunt doesn't believe that she is the woman who looks like her most." Ye Wudao said a little discouraged. Do such a woman have to use some tricks?

"Why don't you believe it? Girls who are influenced by historical books, classics, poems and lyrics always have a special charm, and their Wudao's vision is very good."

Ye Qingge chuckled and said, although the time I spent with Ye Wudao was short, it seemed like I had known each other for years, decades or even a lifetime. Maybe this is because of my relatives, maybe.

Ye Wudao's delicate face showed a slightly bitter calmness. He looked at the lights of Wushan in the distance and smiled: "It seems that there is no possibility of intersection between her and I."

Ye Qingge held the glasses that he took off from Ye Wudao's nose and showed a naughty smile: "I know the fatal weakness of such a girl."
Chapter completed!