There are fifty people in a class, and girls make up the majority. In the first semester last year, the third grade students were only familiar with a few girls from the student union, and absolutely not the others.

Zhou Jiahan is certain of this.

As for the relationship with Xuan Yanqing, this year is different, and the third grade of junior high school looks different too. Although I can't tell, it's just a little different.

Suddenly becoming a rich man is only one aspect, it is more about other aspects in the third grade of junior high school.

"We are all in the same class, so we naturally have a good relationship."

Checking the time on his phone again, Yi Chusan smiled slightly, typing quickly on his phone with one hand, and responded that his relationship with Xuan Yanqing was just like that.

It's not good, and of course, it's not bad either.

When we walked out of the small auditorium, the sky outside had completely darkened. Inside the Art School, it was already brightly lit, but it was not noticeable due to the lights in the classrooms and the lights in the corridors.

"... Third brother, are you going to the back streets later?"

Zhou Jiahan was also speechless regarding the reason for the third grade of junior high school. How could it be the same?

I think there are other reasons, but it seems that Xuan Yanqing, who is in the third year of junior high school, is not cold to Xuan Yanqing. Thinking of this, I feel a lot better unconsciously. As I walk, students from the art academy are coming and going.

At this point, the food in the cafeteria was full of leftovers. After thinking about it, Jiahan looked over curiously again.

"I won't go to the backstreets anymore."

"Let's go to a dinner party later."

Yi Chusan shook his head. The message had been sent. Wen Jiahan asked, and couldn't help but smile again and shook the phone in his hand.

"Dinner?"

"Okay, third brother, I'll leave first."

Listening to the response, Zhou Jiahan thought that she was going to meet some social people on the third day of junior high school. The word "dinner" was too formal. In this case, she originally thought of going to the backstreets with her to have a meal.

Now it seems there is no hope.

I had to go to the backstreets alone to cope.

"OK."

"Jiahan, let's talk to your dormitory when we get back, and then we can discuss a suitable time."

Yi Chusan nodded. It was not a secret that he and Siya were going to have dinner together tonight, but in view of the girls' loud mouths and gossip, after thinking about it, he decided not to say anything.

It doesn't matter to me, lest the three of them turn into tigers, otherwise, when the time comes, there will be nothing wrong with them, and they will have to deal with it, which will make their Siya appearance look ugly.

"Don't worry, I won't forget this."

Zhou Jiahan made a K sign, smiled brightly, and then left, heading in the direction of the back street.

******

"The third grade of junior high school."

Yi Chusan was waiting in front of the library. The School of Art was not far from the library. It took only five minutes for him to arrive. After playing with his phone for a while, a familiar voice rang in his ears.

"Siya, so fast."

"Um..., Siya, have you changed your hairstyle?"

Seeing Siya trotting over, Yi Chusan hurriedly greeted her. It took more than ten minutes to walk normally from the girls' dormitory to the library. Siya didn't seem to take long.

Standing outside the library door, illuminated by dim street lights, Yi Chusan was slightly surprised at a close distance. In the afternoon, Siya's youthful hairstyle, which was originally combed into a ponytail, had now changed.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but under the light, the originally dark long hair burst out with a mocha-like color. The ends of the hair were slightly curled in a Korean style, parted to the side, hanging down between the neck, and scattered behind the body. It looked less youthful and more

A touch of fashion.

Wearing a light yellow knitted cardigan, dark blue jeans that bound her plump thighs, and a pair of black Martin boots, the whole person looked much more beautiful out of thin air.

"Well, I made it this afternoon."

Hearing the direct mention of her hair style in the third year of junior high school, feeling the seemingly scorching gaze, Shang Siya blushed again, lowered her head, lowered her voice and nodded.

"it's beautiful."

"Did this haircut cost you all the money you paid for your part-time job last week?"

She looks more fashionable and dazzling. Siya's appearance was originally on par with Jiahan's, but now with this hairstyle, she is definitely a step above.

She felt something in her heart and smiled slightly. When it comes to girls' hair styles, Yi Chusan's first feeling was that it was really valuable, and the second feeling was that it was really expensive.

"No, no."

"This hairstyle is only 150."

Shang Siya quickly shook her head. Although she spent one hundred and fifty, she said it was very beautiful in the third year of junior high school. She was a little distressed at first, but now she is not at all. Anyway, she has a part-time job again this week.

I will go there on Friday and try to earn 250 yuan back.

"One hundred and five!"

"It seems... not bad. Let's go to Juqian Pavilion."

It only costs fifteen yuan to cut your own hair, but it costs more than one hundred yuan for a girl's haircut. Yi Chusan doesn't understand the technical content involved. Maybe the things used are more expensive, but the effect is still good.

Without lingering on this topic, he walked up to Siya and spoke softly.

"On the third day of junior high school, is it the Juqian Pavilion?"

"Isn't it too expensive? How about we go to the back streets?"

"How about going to Sister Xuelian's place?"

But this time, Shang Siya did not move. She raised her head slightly, glanced at Yi Chusan, and pointed to a tall building in the distance with one hand, which was where Juqian Pavilion was located outside the school gate.

Although I have never been there, I heard from Sister Mulan and Yihan that it can be regarded as the highest-end restaurant next to Hezhou University. A meal can cost hundreds or even thousands of yuan.

Instead of going there, it is better to go to the back streets. The two of them can probably eat well for less than a hundred yuan. At least Sister Xuelian's place is very good, and maybe Sister Xuelian can give them a cheaper price.

"Tonight, listen to me."

Yi Chusan shook his head, took a step forward, gently pulled Siya's arm and moved forward.

"On the third day of junior high school, why don't we... go to the backstreets."

Shang Siya was shocked. Although she didn't want to go to Juqian Pavilion, her body followed the third grader unconsciously. The blush on her face became even brighter. The third grader was too domineering.

Thinking about what Ge Yun said to herself before leaving, she told herself to be careful not to eat out with Junior Three, not to go to remote places, not to unfamiliar places, but she said a lot, but she couldn't remember any of it.

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Along the way, Shang Siya was speechless, just following Yi Chusan quietly, watching Yi Chusan walk into the magnificent Juqian Pavilion, then walked up to the second floor, and entered an antique private room.

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"Siya, here you go."

"Let's see if there's anything you want to eat?"

Looking at Shang Siya who didn't say a word along the way, Yi Chusan thought it was quite interesting. Siya seemed to be particularly shy. Hearing the voice of the waiter next to him, he took the menu, glanced at it casually, and handed it over directly.
Chapter completed!