The empty No. 4 Middle School campus.

Jiang Ning rode the bicycle with one hand, parked the battery in the carport, then took the cone and walked with Geng Lu to the roadside where the bus stopped.

Although Jiang Ning was aware of Geng Lu's figure on weekdays, that was her under the consciousness.

But today, she is wearing nice clothes.

The simple white shirt she wore underneath was tight and formed a large arc from her slender collarbone and neckline down.

Below the shirt, there is a pair of straight jeans, which reflects the benefits of her long-term yoga practice. She has the youthful vitality of a high school girl and also contains alluring charm.

It was light yet full, making Jiang Ning take a second look.

Geng Lu walked briskly, her eyes filled with joy.

Not only because of the delicious ice cream, but also because of the happiness of getting along with him.

Jiang Ning asked: "Did you bring that certificate?"

Geng Lu was stunned, "What kind of proof is this?"

She didn't quite understand what Jiang Ning meant.

"That's it, it's used to prove your identity." Jiang Ning said with a smile.

Hearing this, Geng Lu's face was rosy and her heart was twitching, "Why are you so anxious?"

She lowered her cheeks shyly, licking the ice cream gently with the tip of her tongue, her blush deepening.

Especially the water in the eyes shows both shame and curiosity about the new world.

The breeze blowing in her face blew her hair away. The fourth middle school, full of knowledge, turned romantic and ambiguous at this moment.

Geng Lu's voice was as quiet as a mosquito's: "Yes, I'll take it with me."

Jiang Ning saw her appearance and said happily: "Just bring it with you. Guanlan Washington requires proof of invitation letter, otherwise they will not be allowed in."

Geng Lu: "..."

Jiang Ning laughed twice, turned his palm over, and a hairpin appeared in his palm:

"for you."

Geng Lu followed the sound and saw that it was a silver hairpin, shaped like a silver leaf dancing lightly in the autumn wind. It was elegant and thin, with a lustrous and soft pearl dotted on the surface.

Geng Lu's eyes were bright, "It looks so good!"

The sunshine from the south falls and shines on the silver hairpin, making it glow faintly and the pearls appear and disappear.

"Here you go." Jiang Ning put the hairpin in her hand.

Geng Lu felt the cool and smooth touch, and she couldn't wait to try it on. When the hairpin was pinned in her black hair, it was like a fallen leaf swaying.

She gently messed with her hair with her fingers, and her smile was even brighter and more charming under the hairpin.

She raised her steps, and the hairpin danced with her. She took a few steps forward, turned around, looked at Jiang Ning face to face, and asked:

"Does it look good?"

Jiang Ning put her hands behind her back, walked forward, stared at her face, and said with a smile: "Looking at the flowers in the front and rear mirrors, the flowers reflect each other."

Geng Lu felt embarrassed instantly. How could he use ancient poems to praise others?

But my heart was beating loudly again, and I felt faintly happy. I said implicitly: "What's so beautiful?"

Jiang Ning: "You can see for yourself."

This silver leaf was a leaf that he imitated based on a Nascent Soul spiritual creature from the world of immortality. There is no need to mention the charm of its appearance.

"I can't see it myself," Geng Lu said, "I can't see it even with a mirror. It would be great if there were two mirrors, so that I can use light reflection..."

Jiang Ning took out her mobile phone and took a picture with a bang: "Here, see for yourself."

He did not forget to say: "Sitting with Chen Siyu every day, have you been infected by her IQ?"

Geng Lu took his phone and saw her wearing a hairpin.

I was even more happy for a while.

Jiang Jing admired it quietly.

He had always wanted to give Geng Lu an ornament, not counting the previous mini version of the big bear jade pendant. The ornament she hung around her neck immediately disappeared, as if it had fallen into the abyss.

This silver leaf is different.

The reason for this idea is that in his previous life, when he was a freshman in high school, he and Geng Lu sat next to each other.

During that time, Geng Lu also planned to give him a "jewelry".

During that time, the weather was getting colder and Shen Qing'e was driven to school by her sister every day. Jiang Ning had his own dignity and rode his bicycle alone every day.

The cold wind in winter is biting, so he often wears gloves, a hat, and even moisturizing cream on his face, otherwise he will be stung by the wind and ache.

I remember one morning self-study, he entered the class shivering, and Geng Lu asked him if it was cold, it would be warmer if he wore a scarf while riding a bicycle.

A scarf costs dozens of yuan. How can Jiang Ning have the spare money to buy a scarf?

Geng Lu joked that she could actually knit scarves.

Jiang Ning felt a little embarrassed at that time. What kind of scarf would a grown man like?

Then he told Geng Lu calmly that he was not afraid of the cold at all.

…

Visiting Washington DC.

Zhuang Jianhui was dressed in pure black casual clothes. He stood among the flower beds in front of the building. Compared with other students in formal suits around him, his temperament was incomparable, as if he was born to adapt to this kind of occasion.

The look Li Shi looked at Zhuang Jianhui contained longing and envy, as well as a hint of girlish affection.

Her family has properties in Yuzhou and Lincheng, Jiang Province. Every time an official leader comes, they will meet with her father to discuss the future development of Yuzhou. In terms of family background, she is already at the top of the industry in Yuzhou.

But compared with Zhuang Jianhui's family, not to mention wealth and power, the culture and heritage alone are far behind.

It is a temperament that has been accumulated over several generations.

In comparison, Jiang Ning, who had frustrated her many times, was nothing more than a clown.

No matter how you dance, in the eyes of people like them, it is just a joke.

The corners of Li Shi's handsome mouth rose: "Jiang Ning also got the invitation letter, right? I'm curious if he will come to attend at noon."

Before anyone could answer, she continued: "According to what I thought, they would probably come, just like those students."

Li Shi looked at the students not far away who were wearing formal clothes, deliberately straightening their backs, pretending to be pretentious, but also looking funny.

Lin Zida said nothing.

Zhuang Jianhui said, "Let's go."

He looked indifferently towards the lobby of Guanlan Washington Mansion. He did not answer Li Shi's words because from the beginning to the end, he had not cared about Jiang Ning at all.

No matter how good his opponent's grades were or how good his sports were, Zhuang Jianhui ignored him from the beginning to the end.

Because he doesn't need to care at all, or rather, he doesn't bother to care.

Yes, Jiang Ning is a genius and all-powerful, but so what?

The young genius in the eyes of the world worked hard throughout his life to become an immortal, and finally became one of the one hundred thousand heavenly soldiers who surrounded and suppressed the Great Sage.

And they are born, that is, ranked in the immortal class.

…

32-level terrace restaurant.

Guo Kunnan was wearing sportswear, which was what he usually wore at school, and it looked baggy.

In contrast, Dong Qingfeng is dressed in white.

He and Dong Qingfeng were sitting together, like NPCs.

Guo Kunnan glanced at Huang Yuzhu next to him, and when he saw that his clothes were worse than his own, he felt much better.

Then, he saw Dong Qingfeng and Meng Ziyun chatting harmoniously together, and Guo Kunnan felt a little unhappy.

He sent a group message in the dormitory: "Brothers, Dong Qingfeng is so handsome in what he wears, how can he let me outshine him?"

Hu Jun: "He turned somersaults on the spot and his skills shocked the whole audience."

Guo Kunnan: "Are you kidding me?"

"Brother Quan, what do you think?" Guo Kunnan asked for help.

Shan Kaiquan: "How about you turn over twice?"

Guo Kunnan gave up.

He and Huang Yuzhu walked together in the restaurant to the sound of elegant piano. At this moment, looking at the foreigners around him, Guo Kunnan felt that he had become upper class.

He followed suit, took the plate, picked up a few French desserts, and then

I walked to the seafood area and picked up a piece of meat I had never seen before, as well as prawns. Then I went to the barbecue area and made some meat skewers.
To be continued...