The sudden ringing of the phone startled her, but she immediately grabbed the phone.
The surprise slowly faded away when she saw the name of the caller. She pressed the answer button. Before she could speak, she heard a roar from the other side: "Zhong Yuxi, there are two ways for you to choose. One,
The dress was given to me exactly as it was before eleven o'clock in the evening, plus a rental fee of 200 yuan; second, this is my card number xx, please input your salary for this month. OK, you choose."
Her friend An Ran's sharp voice penetrated her eardrums, and she immediately put the phone away from her ears.
"An Ran, please wait for two more days. I have no money recently." She pretended to be pitiful.
"No." An Ran flatly refused: "You were so glamorous when you attended the banquet, and now you are crying with me about poverty. There is no way. I spent a lot of money to buy my dress. Please return it as soon as possible."
Zhong Yuxi scratched her head. She had torn the dress into a small skirt before, and she had fought with the ninjas in the back garden. It had already become a mess. If An Ran saw it, she would be so angry that she would smash her head.
But asking her to hand over one month's salary is absolutely impossible.
When she was in a dilemma, she received a call notification on her cell phone. She took the opportunity to say, "An Ran, I'm calling again. I'll talk to you later."
He quickly hung up the phone call on An Ran, patted his chest as if he was relieved, and picked up the phone.
The caller was her director, surnamed Ren, who is responsible for diplomacy between the college and the outside world.
"Instructor Zhong, I am Lao Ren. Please prepare yourself. His Majesty the King and several His Royal Highnesses will receive foreign guests at the Dongzun Hunting Ground tomorrow. Our college is responsible for cooperating with the Royal Guards in the security of the hunting ground."
"Well, Director Ren, I understand."
The two confirmed the time and place again before Lao Ren hung up the phone.
Zhong Yuxi carefully wrote down tomorrow's itinerary. She had already written down many such tasks in her thick notebook.
As instructors of the royal martial arts, in addition to teaching students, they are also responsible for the protection of royal members from time to time.
Looking at the crooked lines written in her pen, she laughed secretly. She took the paper on which he taught her to write the word "meal" that day and copied it one by one with her fingertips. His handwriting was as beautiful as his person.
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"Zhong Yuxi, haven't you ever gone to college?
"College?" She shook her head and answered matter-of-factly: "I didn't pass the exam."
"Why are you so stupid?" He pointed his finger on her forehead.
She smiled shamelessly.
Outside the window, it was raining. This was the rainy season and the weather forecast was not accurate. It was clearly cloudy, so she got up and closed the window.
A gust of wind blew, and she did not hold the paper in her hand tightly because she was anxious. The wind blew and it flew into the air like a snow-white dove. She stretched out her hand to grab it, but instead caught a handful of raindrops, feeling like
Something floated away with the piece of paper, and there was an empty piece. She looked sadly into the distance: Will we meet again?
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The rain was getting heavier, and three black cars, like elves in the dark night, slowly slid towards the gate of the palace. The sign on the back of the car was blue with gold characters, and the first two conspicuous signs were "Emperor A".
It is a special vehicle used by royal members and is tailor-made by the world's top automobile manufacturing company.
Looking around, one can see a majestic red lacquer door, ten meters high and five meters wide. The circular arch pillars are engraved with seven-color auspicious cloud patterns. The guards standing under the door suddenly look small.
The three cars slowed down slowly in front of the door, and the guards on both sides immediately raised their guns and saluted with solemn expressions.
Rolling down the car window, Liu Jin put his palm on the electronic identification device at the door, and the identification device automatically sounded: "Good evening, His Highness Seventh Prince."
The LCD screen flashed and the red door slowly opened.