The Rebirth of the National Goddess

Chapter 422: (two more)

   Chapter 422 (two more)

   This light is a bit dazzling.

   Under the reflection of the black ring, these hands are extraordinarily white, and you can even see the raised blue veins.

Inexplicably, Chu Jin felt that these hands were very familiar, as if he had seen them somewhere. He raised his eyes slightly, and saw the smooth and delicate lower jaw exposed beyond the brim of his hat, as well as the tightly pursed lip line. His lips were bloodless, just like his skin, a little white that was easy for ordinary people.

Even though he was in front of him, Chu Jin couldn't see his facial features. His eyes and the bridge of his nose were all hidden in the shadow of the brim of his hat, giving people a mysterious and unpredictable look. impulse.

When    was so close, Chu Jin could even smell a faint scent.

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   Black Manzhu Shahua.

   "Thank you." Chu Jin took the book he handed over, his fingertips as pale as jade stopped beside the man's slender fingers, forming a sharp contrast.

   "You're welcome." The man slowly got up, his tone was gentle and powerful, like the sound of jade, but when he tasted it carefully, it was mixed with a sense of vicissitudes.

   This must be someone with a story, Chu Jin thought subconsciously.

  Chu Jin didn't realize that after this man appeared, all the teenagers who were walking around her before disappeared.

   After finishing the books, Chu Jin hurried downstairs.

   The old friend did not know each other.

   Looking at her back, Xuanyuan Shangchen's mouth curved into an inexplicable arc.

   is a bit bitter.

   He and she are old friends, but also passers-by.

Xuanyuan Shangchen raised his slender fingers and slowly stroked his lips. He stood against the light, as if his body was shrouded in a layer of snow, giving people a sense of oppression. Everyone who passed by carefully avoided them. He didn't dare to look directly at him.

   He is not only a black Manzhu Shahua, but also a death **** who crawled out of the abyss.

Xuanyuan Shangchen walked to the bookshelf, picked up a book very casually, then sat on the seat on the second floor by the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the smart pink figure downstairs, the look in his eyes was slowly warming .

   Spring returns to the earth, and all things recover.

  The warm-colored crystal light shone on him, giving him a halo, which made him even more mysterious. There were many little girls in the distance, all of whom were secretly moving, and looked at him several times.

   It was not until three o'clock in the afternoon that Chu Jin left Yan Yuzhai and took a taxi to the school.

The driver    was a very enthusiastic middle-aged uncle, "Little girl, where are you going?"

  Chu Jin leaned on the back seat and closed his eyes, "Please go to Bauhinia International Kindergarten."

   "Okay," the uncle driver replied with a smile, and continued, "I don't think the little girl doesn't look like a local, she came from the southern water town, right?"

   Although it is a question sentence, it was spoken in a positive tone by the uncle of the driver.

Jiangnan women are mostly delicate and fair-skinned, and they are quite different from the hearty, heroic, and boldness of northern women. Both have their own beauty. A little girl with thin arms and legs like Chu Jin can tell at a glance that she is from the south. , and only the water and soil in the south can raise such a watery girl.

   Just when the uncle of the driver wanted to create a warm and hospitable image for the people of Beijing, Chu Jin smiled slightly, "I am a native of Beijing."

  The driver was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile, "It seems that our capital can also produce beautiful women."

   "The little girl is not very old. She should have just finished the college entrance examination, right?" The uncle driver continued.

  Because today is Monday, except for the senior three students who can be so leisurely, other students have to attend classes in the classroom.

  Chu Jin nodded, "Yes, I just finished the exam not long ago."

"Looking at the appearance of the little girl, you should have done well in the test, right?" The uncle driver opened the chat box, "My daughter is about the same age as you, and she also took the college entrance examination this year. I just finished the assessment three days ago, and the total score is about 650 points, little girl. Did you go to school to evaluate your grades?" Speaking of which, the driver's uncle was already beaming with joy, and his eyes were filled with pride that could not be concealed.

The score of   650 has exceeded the key line by about 100 points, which is indeed a good result.

   "Your daughter did well in the exam," Chu Jin frowned and looked out of the window, "Uncle, how did we get here? Isn't it closer to the road ahead?"

The uncle driver sighed, "There was a major traffic accident at the intersection ahead. I heard from my colleague that a family of three died on the spot. The child was only 3 months old, and the white-haired man gave the black-haired man. How can the old man live, alas! Poor!"

  The world is impermanent.

  Chu Jin also sighed softly, as if he could still hear the siren of the 120 ambulance.

  Because the uncle driver made a big circle, it was 3:30 when Chu Jin arrived at the gate of the kindergarten.

  Parents have lined up neatly, waiting for their children to come out.

   Almost all the parents who came to pick up their children from school were grandparents. Chu Jin looked around in the crowd, but did not see Song Juan.

   Thinking of the car accident at the crossroads, Chu Jin's brows twitched, shouldn't this mission be over before it even started?

   In the middle of my thoughts, school is over.

   (end of this chapter)