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"Happy classmate, this question, come up and solve it." The teacher's small eyes were hidden behind thick glasses, but even from so many rows of seats, she could still feel the murderous intent in those eyes.

She passed the whole day in this manner, without any danger or danger. After finishing her last lesson, she let out a long sigh of relief. On the way home, her thoughts couldn't help but rush out as she suddenly stopped in her tracks and cried out.

"Oh my god, isn't that man from this morning Ah Jean?!" She raised her hand and hit her head a few times, causing the muscles on her face to twitch uncontrollably. She didn't know whether to laugh or cry; if she wasn't afraid of pain, she would definitely slap herself a few times, but she was actually so blind that she couldn't recognize her idol.

When she thought about how she had made such a mistake after meeting her idol for so many years for the first time, and how she wished she could find a hole to hide in, and how her image in Ajen would be ruined, she could not help but feel despair.

She looked at the WeChat group and saw that the little sisters and big brothers in the group had chosen her as their representative to record a video of their birthday wishes and to play it at a birthday party in three days' time.

She suddenly felt as if she had been hit by a pile of dog shit. Not only did she bump into her idol, even though it was in such a way, but she could even record the video to him herself. Although it was because she was the oldest among the many fans, to be honest, she was the oldest.

The next day, she skipped class, gathered with a group of fanatical fans, and took a video with a professional camera. In order to make this video look perfect, to wash off the image she had in Ajen's heart, to avoid being outclassed by those girls in her teens and sixties, she even wore the new dress she had bought a few days ago.

Three days later, the birthday party was held on time. A crowd of girls gathered below, staring at the stage, afraid to miss a single second.

After the master of ceremonies finished his opening speech, Ajen walked up to the stage amidst the screams of the crowd. He was dressed in a well-cut, well-cut suit, and the turquoise bow tie around his neck was elegant and charming. His hair was in pieces, and his face was grave and grave, yet there was no lack of gentle curves.

"Wow …"

"Jean, Jean."

For a moment, the crowd was filled with enthusiasm. Every single girl held his name up and shouted at the top of their lungs. They were all driven mad by his every move.

She was happy to be squeezed in the middle and worked as hard as the others. A'Jean was the singer she had liked for three years, and under such circumstances, the embarrassing incident with her underwear was like a floating cloud that was thrown to the back of her mind.

After the fans cheered for a while, the next step was to broadcast the video that had long been recorded. When the staff were ready, a familiar scene appeared on the big screen.

As Xue Jean looked at the face on the screen, he immediately thought back to that strange incident from a few days ago. Although he was happy to put on a dress and put on makeup, it did not escape his eyes. He was sure that this girl was the girl who had appeared out of nowhere that day.

But there was still a bit of hope left in her happy heart. She thought about how she and Xue Ran had only met once, and her Ah Ran worked extremely hard all day, so she definitely wouldn't remember it. However, she didn't expect that what happened that day would leave such a deep impression on Xue Ran.

The video ended, but Xue Jean's attention was not on the heartfelt confessions of the fans. Instead, it was on his happy face. After a moment, the broker beside him saw that he did not show any reaction, and went over to whisper a reminder in his ear.

Only then did he come back to his senses. He immediately bowed 90 degrees to express his gratitude. He even let his eyes gradually moisten, making him seem completely sincere. This made those fans excited again.

His gaze swept the crowd of fans, and after a lot of effort, he finally managed to find a happy face among the crowd. Even though Happy had changed into a different outfit today, and the makeup on his face had also changed, he was still able to recognize her at a glance — the underwear girl in his eyes.

For a time, the volcano in his heart gradually erupted. Although it still maintained its tranquility on the surface, the loathing towards happiness in his heart deepened.

He felt that he must have thrown his underwear in his car to attract his attention, as he would normally not give in to this kind of boring and perverted fan.

According to the requirements, he had to choose one of the many fans on stage to interact intimately with him. At this moment, those fans all raised their heads and desperately pushed their way forward, wanting to attract his attention.

"You." The corner of his mouth slightly raised upwards. Although the smile on his face was gentle and brilliant, there was a tinge of evilness and complexity hidden in his eyes.

Happy didn't expect him to choose her at all. She followed his hand and looked left and right, only to realize that she had been chosen when she saw the jealous gazes from the other girls around her.

Although she really wanted to rush onto the stage and meet Shay face to face, she still took a few deep breaths and forced herself to calm down. With small steps, she pretended to be reserved as she walked onto the stage. Facing the man who she had once secretly and explicitly told her a countless number of times, she couldn't help but blush deeply, feeling her face burning hot.

Xue Yue had seen this situation too many times and didn't pay much attention to it. With an evil smile on his face, he walked to her side. The faint fragrance of perfume wafted into her nose, but before he could do anything, the audience was already in an uproar.

Even though her lips were red from biting it, she still refused to stop. Her heart was already in her throat, and even her breathing had become more restrained, making her seem like a completely different person from her usual heroic self.

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