Chapter 2

Zhu Xiangxiang returned to his room and turned on his mobile phone to surf the Internet. Sure enough, the entertainment headlines have been updated.

——The golden phoenix flying out of the chicken nest or the dove occupying the magpie's nest? Decrypt the way of the first celebrity!

——The little nun turned into the daughter of a rich family? Where will the fake daughter go?

The exaggerated eye absorbing title, coupled with the sneak photo of the back of the bright mirror, and some black photos of Zhu Xiangxiang, opened the curtain.

Melon eaters like to watch the gossip of rich and powerful families. They can't compile the realistic script of true and false gold, and netizens can't put it down. The discussion on the Internet is in full swing. Among them, there are some poor Mingjing who hate Zhu Xiangxiang. Coupled with the fishing in troubled waters of the Navy, Zhu Xiangxiang has been blackened into carbon.

Zhu Xiangxiang can guess who did it, but what's important now is not these. Netizens scold her and she can't lose meat. The harder she scolds online, I wish her family will pity her more, and this is just what she wants.

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In the evening, when the mirror came down from upstairs, Lin Qing was angry when she saw her bald head.

Grandma Zhu warned her before that she couldn't scold people, so she told the nanny to go out and buy a wig quickly. She couldn't stand it for a moment.

Grandma Zhu pulled her to sit down. This was Zhu shaodan's position before. Zhu Xiangxiang took a silent look and sat down at Lin Qing's right hand.

I wish grandma looked at her bald head and said with a smile, "round head is smart and blessed."

The mirror smiled: "I accept your good words."

I wish grandma patted her hand. Mingjing had more exquisite silver locks in her hand, "Grandma's gift to you."

Mingjing followed suit, "thank you, grandma."

The elderly can't give it away.

The nanny has been serving. In the blink of an eye, the table is full of all kinds of delicacies.

"I don't know what you like to eat. I've suffered so much before. I'll make my child thin and make it up in the future." I wish grandma's eyes are full of heartache when she looks at the mirror.

I wish grandma looked around and said in a deep voice, "shaodan hasn't come back yet?"

"I said, the light in the restaurant tonight is particularly dazzling. It turned out that there was a big light bulb." The voice of the boy disdaining sarcasm came from outside the door. In the blink of an eye, a handsome boy came in with his hands in his pockets.

He is about fifteen years old. He is thin and tall. He wears a yellow and White Baseball Jacket, a piece of tin foil hot, which is the favorite of slag men. He has handsome facial features and is in high spirits.

But at the moment, the eyes staring at the mirror are quite bad, "our family doesn't open a welfare home. Don't bring back any cats and dogs."

"How do you talk? This is your sister's mirror." I wish grandma scolded in a deep voice.

Zhu shaodan rolled his eyes: "I don't have a sister who is a nun. There is only one sister, Zhu Xiangxiang."

Grandma Zhu was so angry that she wanted to knock him with a crutch. Lin Qing, who protected the calf, hurriedly stopped her: "shaodan doesn't like it if he doesn't like it. Why force him to sit down and eat."

"I don't eat at the same table with nuns." Then he went upstairs with his hands in his pockets.

"The child is becoming more and more disrespectful." Grandma Zhu scolded and patted the back of the mirror's hand.

"Shaodan's nature is not bad, but he has been spoiled by us. After a long time, he will know that you are good."

The mirror gently patted grandma on the back to give her good luck, and said faintly: "irrelevant people are not worth wasting their mind."

Grandma Zhu sighed. She saw clearly that the child had no mood swings since she came to this house, good or bad. She really brought into full play the monk's emptiness.

Obviously, she's just a beautiful girl.

A meal was neither salty nor light. When it was almost finished, Lin Qing answered the phone, hung up and glanced at the mirror of a quiet meal.

"The school has arranged for you to report the day after tomorrow. You are a school with Xiangxiang. However, your foundation is too poor. You can only start from the first year of high school. I don't expect you to study as well as Xiangxiang. Just mix a diploma. I wish your family will support you all your life."

Zhu Xiangxiang said happily, "Mom, don't worry, I won't let Xiangxiang be bullied."

"That's good, Mingjing. We can go to school together after school." The smile on Zhu Xiangxiang's face is so sincere that it makes people moved.

Looking at the silent mirror, the bald head is too dazzling. Compared with the generous Zhu Xiangxiang, the scale in the hearts of the people here is biased again.

Does Spiegel care what these people think? After dinner, she went back to her room.

She came to wish her family a mission, rather than performing mother kindness, son filial piety, sister friends and sister Gong with them.

Walking into the bathroom and looking at the face in the mirror, there is no exquisiteness or imperfection, which is the degree that Zhu family's genetic variation can't reach.

It's not a good thing to be too good at your current identity and appearance.

At this time, there was a knock outside the door, "Miss, here's a wig."

I don't know which style Spiegel likes, so the nanny bought five, five styles.

The mirror glanced and picked the most common short hair with thick bangs, which covered the girl's smooth and full forehead, looking dull and dull.

The nanny couldn't help reminding: "this long straight hair is most suitable for miss. Miss's bald head looks so beautiful. It must be more beautiful to wear this wig."

The mirror glanced at her faintly, and the nanny was slightly shocked. I don't know why. The new lady clearly looked kind and purposeful, but her eyes glanced at her, which made her feel like she had no hiding place. It's really strange.

"I put these four wigs in the cabinet for the young lady. The young lady can wear whatever she wants. It's more fresh to wear them every day."

Mingjing nodded in response, sat cross legged on the bed and meditated, falling into silence like an old monk.

Nanny Xiaoying secretly glanced at her. Her slender figure was shining like a holy light in the light, as if it was blasphemy to even look more.

He whispered amitabha in his heart, and Xiao Ying hurried away.

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Shengde high school is the best noble high school in the city. The children are either rich or expensive. In order to improve the enrollment rate, the school directors spend a lot of money to dig top students everywhere. Most of these top students are born in poverty and hope to make a difference by learning. They look down on the ignorant and incompetent rich second generation, and the rich second generation also looks down on these fake high and really poor top students.

Especially last month, after Lin Helong was forced to drop out of school, the two camps were even more incompatible.

Senior one is generally a rocket class, a top student class, class 2345 is an experimental class, an ordinary student class, and class 678 is a parallel class, that is, the gathering place of the rich second generation who are idle and ignorant.

Mingjing was assigned to class 8, which is the class with the most learning slag. People hate dogs.

The arrival of a transfer student did not set off any waves in the class, at most a small ripple.

Mingjing obediently went to the position designated by the teacher and sat down. Her deskmate was a cheerful Round faced girl. She smiled warmly and said, "Hello, Mingjing, my name is Tao Xingxing."

Mingjing put his schoolbag, took out his textbooks and stationery, turned his head to look into her eyes and smiled: "hello."

The girl in front obviously looks very ordinary, but her eyes are so beautiful and contain an indescribable generosity.

The sea embraces all rivers, and tolerance is great.

Tao Xingxing, an excellent Chinese speaker, found the right adjective in an instant.

That's the feeling.

Open the textbook, look at the dense text on the mirror, and your thoughts drift away quietly.

How long have you not sat in the classroom and studied at ease?

Pick up the pen, the mirror smiled, many years of Buddha worship, the state of mind has long been detached, at this moment, the fingertips still can't stop, some shudder.

The girl sat quietly. The noisy environment around her didn't affect her at all. She seemed to be shining with holy light, gentle and incredible.

Tao Xingxing was stunned.

She saw God.