Arrogant Uncle, don't be shy

Young and handsome, at that moment, Zhang Xiaoxiao's heart seemed to be gripped by something. This man is her, how proud, how proud.

How lucky you are.

"Xiao Xiao." He opened his mouth gently, and the anxiety on his face finally subsided and turned into concern.

Aunt smiled clearly. After Zhang Xiaoxiao went out, she immediately turned back and left all her warm time to the little young man.

No need

Looking at the tall man in front of him, Zhang Xiaoxiao opened his arms both wronged and moved.

"Uncle, hold."

The petite girl and the tall man, Ling Chen directly picked up Zhang Xiaoxiao in the air and walked slowly to the car.

"How did you come so fast?" After Zhang Xiaoxiao was held into the driver's seat by Ling Chen, he finally couldn't help asking.

"You'll know in a minute." Ling Chen smiled.

The new home is 800 meters away from the school. It is an ordinary apartment of 200 square meters. At the beginning, Zhang Xiaoxiao thought that Ling Chen had gone to the wrong place. She didn't realize it until the man took out a bunch of keys and opened the door.

In the new home, everything is complete, and even the dolls Zhang Xiaoxiao used to like have moved here. The vacuum cleaner was placed in the middle of the living room. It was obvious that the uncle was hurrying out when he was cleaning.

"What's the situation?" Zhang Xiaoxiao is a little confused. How can he look at this situation like uncle has moved all his family here?

"This will be our home in the future. It's more convenient to come back." Ling Chen stooped down to help the little girl put on her shoes and spoiled her face.

Zhang Xiaoxiao was flattered at the beginning when such a big president changed his shoes. Later, he became accustomed to it.

"What about the old place? I like my old home very much. " Although it is a new layout here and is very close to the school, it is not as good as the place where they met at the beginning.

There are memories and life in that family.

"Fool, of course, keep it. This place is close to your school. We can live first."

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief. I don't know why. Just now she had a feeling of being a golden house and hiding Jiao. Although she knew she shouldn't think so about uncle, she was still afraid that uncle would secretly buy the house because of the relationship between the Ling family.

"When is your friend's party?" The dress ordered today has been changed and delivered. The exquisite gift box makes Zhang Xiaoxiao very excited.

"This Saturday, you may need to get up early to do modeling, can you?" Ling Chen is still worried.

This little guy used to like to sleep in. I'm afraid she won't get up in the morning.

Obviously, Zhang Xiaoxiao told Ling Chen whether he could get up or not with his actual heart.

In order to better understand the professional knowledge and get close to the professional fashion design, Zhang Xiaoxiao gets up at 6 a.m. every morning and washes at the same time as Ling Chen.

No matter how Ling Chen deceives her, Zhang Xiaoxiao will seriously refuse his invitation to study in the company. Moreover, Zhang Xiaoxiao will not stay at home to study. He must go to school every day, either for self-study or for a few interesting classes.

In this way, the new school flower Zhang Xiaoxiao soon attracted the attention of the whole college.

Even whenever Zhang Xiaoxiao wants to rub the class, everyone will rush to tell him that this class must be overcrowded, and even students from other colleges and departments will appear in the classroom.

Faced with such a situation, teachers do not know whether they should be happy or worried.

Zhang Xiaoxiao's photos constantly appear on major forums, either studying hard, or laughing and playing, each of which can be used as wallpaper.

Of course, there are people who like, there must be people who hate.

There will also be new posts popping up, either all kinds of black photos of Zhang Xiaoxiao, or rumors of bad character. For these, Zhang Xiaoxiao chose to ignore them.

In her eyes, learning is the most important.

The studio of the college is open. Zhang Xiaoxiao often comes to practice these days because her childhood art skills make her paintings very spiritual, but compared with the works of the elders and sisters in the studio, they are still too immature.

Recently, she fell in love with Chinese style. The study room was a little chaotic. A couple were laughing and playing behind. Zhang Xiaoxiao had a headache. She simply took her brush to the studio.

Last time, I planned to outline the general outline first, but it was always stuck. I was not very satisfied with the painted works. Today, Zhang Xiaoxiao has a new inspiration.

The silent studio was empty.

The black long skirt is embroidered with a phoenix on the waist obliquely, but the skirt hem adopts the split design, and the white legs are exposed if not. At the split, the red vertical pattern is used to make the whole skirt no longer mediocre, and the mixed color shawl is put on the outside. The eyes of the people in the painting are charming, and the long skirt can be seen as exquisite and noble across the drawing paper.

"It's best to change the position of the neckline to a V-neck design. Using Guanghua Black Satin at the boundary will make the skirt more colorful." When the skirt was designed, Zhang Xiaoxiao always felt that the effect was different from what she wanted. Just as she chewed the brush and meditated, a clear male voice sounded in her ear.

Zhang Xiaoxiao subconsciously followed his instructions to imagine the modified skirt style, and his eyes were bright for a moment.

I turned my head and just wanted to thank you, but I bumped into a pair of glowing eyes.

The boy was smiling, wearing a simple white shirt and Capri pants. His youth was like the grass of high school.

"Thank you." Zhang Xiaoxiao was embarrassed by his slight stupidity.

"You are very talented. Why haven't you seen it before?" The boy was not hypocritical. He took Zhang Xiaoxiao's thanks and stared at the design.

He didn't see Zhang Xiaoxiao. Zhang Xiaoxiao looked at it for a while, but he recognized him.

The students of C university know that Chen Keli, a young genius and the great God of fashion design, has been winning awards since junior high school. It took only three years to start from scratch. The studio he founded has been popular in the design industry, and Chen Keli has almost become a model in the whole fashion design industry.

In C University, he is a man of the moment.

Now he is only a junior. At the beginning of the new term, the single apartment dormitory recommended by the headmaster moved in with a low profile.

Zhang Xiaoxiao's goal is to become a person like him. Unfortunately, he has never met him since the beginning of school for so long.

It is said that the great God has finished all the courses. It doesn't matter whether he goes to class or not, as long as he can pass the exam.

The achievements of such a cow probably have far exceeded those of the teachers in the school.

Zhang Xiaoxiao didn't expect to meet him here.

"Good senior. My name is Zhang Xiaoxiao. I'm a freshman." Zhang Xiaoxiao hurriedly stood up and introduced himself with a red face.