Chapter 229: A Little Fan

Gu Yu, “…”

Ten minutes later, Gu Yun walked out holding a big box. Qiao Liang looked out of the window only to see Gu Yun walking towards the car awkwardly holding a big box, being happily seen off by two sales assistants of the skin-care shop. He frowned and thought, “Did this guy buy the equivalent of a year’s worth of masks?”

Gu Yun put the box in the trunk and sat in the driver’s seat, covering his face. He then turned to Qiao Liang and said, “Young Master, I’ve bought the masks.”

Qiao Liang complained in his heart, “Did you buy the entire mask shop?! Is my skin in such a bad condition? Do I need so many masks?!” But he still remained expressionless. After Gu Yun started the car, he asked slowly, “What masks did you buy?”

Gu Yun looked at Qiao Liang in the rear mirror and felt a chill on his spine. He said in a low voice, “I bought the recently most popular masks as you ordered…”

Qiao Liang grunted and lowered his eyes. Gu Yun started the car, when Qiao Liang asked, “Do you think my skin is bad?”

Gu Yun was so nervous at his words that he suddenly loosened the clutch, and the car stalled. Fortunately, the car’s performance was very good, so it didn’t shake. Gu Yun’s heart sank. He clenched the steering wheel hard, and swallowed his saliva. “No, Young Master! Your skin is even more tender than bean curd. How would I think that way?! It’s not your skin but my skin that is bad!”

“Do you mean I look like a woman?”

Gu Yun, “…” Young Master, please don’t twist my meaning!

Just when Gu Yun was at a loss what to do, Qiao Liang’s cell phone suddenly rang. Qiao Liang frowned and took out his cell phone. However, his look became tender when he saw the caller ID. Seeing his look in the rear mirror, Gu Yun immediately re-started the car and hurriedly drove the car away.

Qiao Liang was answering the phone in a tender voice. “Yes, I’ve had breakfast. A substantial breakfast.” He said as he opened the bag on the seat and told her what he ate. “Oatmeal, meat dumplings, poached eggs and a sandwich.”

Tang Xi’s mouth almost watered as she listened to him telling her what he ate for breakfast. She hadn’t eaten a sandwich for a long time! And meat dumplings… Oh how she wanted to eat them!

“Your breakfast is even more substantial than mine…” The foodie said with jealousy.

Qiao Liang, “…”

Gu Yun thought he must be hallucinating as he listened to his young master discussing breakfast with someone in a gentle voice that he had never heard before. Young Master, weren’t you always silent except in business negotiation? Weren’t you a man of few words? Why were you talking in such a gentle tone holding a breakfast bag?

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As if knowing what Gu Yun was thinking of, Qiao Liang looked up at Gu Yun. Gu Yun immediately sat upright, stared straight ahead and drove carefully. It seemed that Tang Xi asked Qiao Liang some question. He put down the breakfast bag, casually put his right elbow on the window to support his head and closed his eyes. “Yes, I’m on my way home.”

“Okay, go to class.”

Qiao Liang hung up the phone and Gu Yun froze again. Fortunately, Qiao Liang didn’t say anything to him but satisfactorily closed his eyes for a nap.

Gu Yun really felt Young Master was acting like he was being possessed by a ghost. Or maybe the one who could subdue Young Master was Miss Xiao?

On this side, Tang Xi hung up the phone and walked towards the Academic Affairs Office. Behind her, Mr. He had long noticed her. Seeing her walking towards the office, he hurriedly caught up with her and asked, “Xiao Rou, are you really going to take the university entrance exam? You’ve been in the school for less than a month. You don’t have to be in such a hurry.”

Tang Xi looked back at Mr. He, then took a look at her classmates who were looking at her through the window, and smiled. “Mr. He and classmates, I think you’ve known my situation. I have to take the exam as soon as possible. Otherwise, I’ll be too old for University. I’m going to consult the Director of Academic Affairs about the exam. If possible, I hope I can skip to Grade three after the National Day.”

“Xiao Rou, our school is going to hold an art performance. I hope you can attend it on behalf of our class. You know, our class…”

Tang Xi smiled and asked, “When is the art performance going to be held?”

She hadn’t watched any art performance when she studied in the capital, not to mention attend it. She almost forgot what an art performance was. But since there was a chance now, she didn’t want to miss it. Even if she didn’t attend the art performance on the stage, she could watch the others performing on the stage.

“Have you decided to attend it? Mr. He looked at her in pleasure and hurriedly said, “It’s going to be held on October 10. Can you attend it?”

“The students prepared a stage play of ‘Cinderella’, a ballet show and a chorus. Which one are you going to attend?” Mr. He’s eyes were sparkling. Tang Xi looked up at her classmates, all of whom were looking at her with the same expectant look. She smiled. “Looking at your eyes, I’ll feel guilty if I don’t attend it.”

Mr. He smiled and looked back at the students of Class A. Nearly all the students shouted, “Xiao Rou, you can attend the art performance first and then skip grades!” In their eyes, Xiao Rou was almost omnipotent. Although she grew up in the countryside, her academic performance was extraordinary and better than any other student in the class, even including Ning Ke who didn’t know how to solve math problems sometimes and was still working on his French, but Tang Xi was different. She was so good at studying, as if she had already studied it before.

Tang Xi looked at their expectant faces and smiled. “Since you have confidence in me, I’ll attend the art performance.” She looked at Mr. He. “I’m going to play the piano.”

Everyone looked at Tang Xi in surprise. Ning Ke who was standing in the corridor looked at her. “Can you play piano?”

Ning Ke had been a quick learner since childhood. However, he was utterly ignorant of instruments. This had been his biggest pain and his brothers always teased him about this shortcoming, so he extremely worshiped those who knew how to play piano…

Looking at Ning Ke’s expression, Tang Xi thought, “Has this kid become my little fan?”