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154 One of the ten schools, so terrifying(1/2)

Most of the people from the ancient martial arts family are related to incense.

A family like the He family, even a perfume cook, is a unique choice for tasting fragrance.

Like the spices that He Father burns in his study or room on weekdays, they are all made by the Xiang Xie Association or Fengjia, and they use high-quality spices.

He was far away from the incense he took out and couldn't smell it clearly, but once the incense was lit, the blue smoke mixed with several mixed medicinal materials in the spices and the taste of the spices themselves would spread out at a rate of hundreds of times.

Even people like Zhao Fan who don’t know how to appreciate or make fragrant things are very useful, let alone He’s father who often comes into contact with these things on weekdays.

"Who gave this fragrance?" He's father stopped and turned to look at the spices on the head of He Xiyuan's bed.

He Xiyuan didn't expect his father to react so much. He paused and said slowly: "Little Junior Sister, the teacher just accepted an apprentice two days ago. This is the gift she gave me. Dad, it smells good..."

"It's a special fragrance," He's father pursed his lips, and he looked straight, "The quality is not low, not worse than the spices of Xiang Xie."

"Ah?" Butler He stopped the fire, he stood up and turned to He's father, also shocked, "Master, her fragrance association said there was no record of her fragrance..."

He had doubts at the beginning, but because the Xianghui Association did not record, he let go of his doubts.

Judging from their expressions, I still don’t know how fragrant it is.

He's father shook his head and explained, "There is no record of the incense association. One reason is that this thing is not a special incense."

The housekeeper and He Xiyuan nodded, so they did not doubt it at the beginning.

"But," He's father looked correct, and there was another possibility, "When did you see the fragrance of the Feng family have recorded in the fragrance association?"

"The fragrance of the Feng family was directly selected into the Federation..." He Xiyuan stopped and suddenly looked at He Father.

I immediately understood what his father meant.

He nodded. The longer he stayed, the more he could appreciate the benefits of this fragrance. He looked at the incense lit by He Xiyuan, "You little sister probably put a lot of effort into this incense. Most people don't have enough use of this incense, so how can you give it to others? By the way, what gift did you give to her?"

He Xiyuan was still thinking about the fragrance, but when he heard He's father's words, he didn't say anything.

On the one hand, the housekeeper looked at He Xiyuan in a cold manner, "Master, the young master gave someone a red envelope, 88888."

Father He: "..."

"Is our He family out of money?! Is our He family going bankrupt?! Have you given such a cheap red envelope to Mr. Yan's apprentice?!" He's father was so angry that he raised his hand and wanted to slap him, "You bastard!"

He Xiyuan dared not refute at all.

The teacher said it was too late, and he didn't have time to prepare. He was too happy at the time and sent a red envelope. Who knew that his junior sister gave him such a precious thing?

The housekeeper withdrew his gaze and explained to He's father, "I have recently found that there is a good thing in the auction hall. The little girl must like it. I'm going to take a photo."

"Bastard," He's father was a little satisfied. He looked at He Xiyuan and walked to He Xiyuan's table, looked at the incense in the box, reached out to grab two, and then looked at the butler, "Where is his junior sister? Which family is he? You must come to thank him."

It is probably not ordinary people who can take out these spices.

"The younger sister is called Meng Fu, she is from T City," He Xiyuan glanced at the two incense sticks he had taken by He's father, but he didn't dare to let his father put it down. He could only pretend that he didn't see it and explained, "The teacher said that it is not convenient for her to meet people, and the ceremony will be postponed."

T City?

Meng?

He is not from the capital, nor is he a familiar surname. He is strange.

"No wonder I said I haven't heard the news from the Painting Association recently. Since this is the case, it must be even more difficult for your junior sister to take this spice," He's father thought for a while, and then looked at the butler: "I'll go to my warehouse to pick up something, and give it to his junior sister with the one you auctioned."

He Xiyuan's junior sister and Yan Langfeng's apprentice, as He Xiyuan's father, he gave him a gift, which was not out of line.

He’s father’s private warehouse, everything inside is worth a lot.

The butler bent down respectfully, "Yes, Master."

After he left, He Xiyuan closed the door and did not continue to think about it. Instead, he opened his phone, clicked on WeChat, found the avatar of the junior sister, and sent her a message of thanks again.

**

Meng Fu raised his eyebrows when he received the thank-you message from He Xiyuan.

Have you bothered?

It was a bit troublesome, and it took her a whole night.

She replied to He Xiyuan casually and continued to copy the pictures sent by President Yan. The pictures sent by President Yan were copied pictures. He knew at a glance what Meng Fuque was, and chose several simple pictures of ink transportation for her.

Just spend an hour every day copying.

After Meng Fu finished copying, he waited for the ink to dry, he took a photo and sent it to President Yan, and then put the dried paper in the drawer.

Here.

When Su Cheng went back, Su Di put down the car keys and looked at Su Cheng, "Young Master, is the sixth episode of "Star" recorded abroad?"

Just on the way, Su Di heard Zhao Fan say that the program team had obtained partial opening rights of the Royal Conservatory of Music and would go abroad next week.

They and their group need to apply for a visa.

"Yes." Su Cheng nodded.

Confirm that the news was true, Su Di was preparing to apply for a visa while walking towards the room, "Then I'll find Su Xuan first."

He opened WeChat, found Su Xuan's account, and transferred the information of Zhao Fan and Meng Fu, and asked Su Xuan to apply for a visa.

This program is also amazing. I won’t talk about the previous few episodes, but the sixth episode is at the International Royal Academy. Although the Royal Academy has only opened a part of it, it is also extremely shocking for netizens.

Not only netizens, but even Su Di is looking forward to the sixth issue

**

The next day.

Early in the morning, Meng Fu rushed to the recording site of "A Day of the Stars".

"A Day of the Star" Issue 5.

At eight o'clock, the group met in Cheshao's dormitory.

Li Qingning carried his small package and looked at Che Shao's dormitory in front of him. Unfortunately, "It seems that the program team still has not received the notice from the Royal Conservatory of Music. Audiences can take a shower and go to bed, there is no content today."

The director who was holding up the trumpet and was about to speak: "..."

[Director: I have no grudges and no grudges with you, why do you want to hurt my heart?]

【Hahahahahaha】

He continued to hold the horn as if nothing had happened, "Although we did not get permission from the Royal Conservatory of Music in this period, we got a notice on the growth of another place in Cheshao. Everyone put their luggage first and we set off immediately."

Meng Fu put his luggage and asked Che Shao: "Where is the director talking about it?"

Che Shao shook his head, "I don't know."

Meng Fu: "Waste."

Beside him, Li Qingning nodded, "Issue."

The program team's van took a group of people to set out in a vast way.

Half an hour later, I arrived at a location. The closer I got, the more familiar Che Shao felt.

After the car stopped completely, Che Shao got out, looked at the familiar words on the door, and fell into deep silence.

Without the director's announcement, the magical netizens have guessed the main recording location of this issue based on their routes and architecture.

[Damn it turned out to be S City Affiliated High School? The top three of the top ten schools in the country?]

[Sure enough, the program team will not disappoint us.]

[The sense of substitution is very strong, I can already feel the contempt from the top students!]

[I didn't expect that in my lifetime, we could also watch the buildings of S City Affiliated Middle School]

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

【Program Team 666666】

[The program team is indeed the same program team!]

Netizens are watching, and Meng Fu, Li Qingning and Sheng Jun also saw the barrage. They don’t know S City Affiliated Middle School, but they have also heard the name of S City Affiliated Middle School.

Li Qingning raised his eyebrows, "Is the program team making up for the regret that we did not get into the affiliated high school?"

"Everyone is quiet," the director said with a horn and smiled. "The program team found out that Che Shao was graduated from S City Affiliated High School and chose this place."

Che Shao's resume can also be seen online.

As we all know, he graduated from the Royal Conservatory of Music, which is the world's top music school. Many people naturally believe that Che Shao was an art student. After all, he sang very well, and he led the boy group into an Asian group and became one of the top stars by himself.

But no one expected-

Che Shao actually graduated from S City Affiliated High School?

[One of the ten schools, so terrifying]

[I didn't expect that Che Shao's cultural science was so good before]

Che Shao is indeed low-key, and his team doesn't promote his Royal Conservatory of Music much, let alone the matter of the affiliated high school.

Knowing the news at this time, Li Qingning and Sheng Jun's eyes at Che Shao changed, and they were sincerely admired.

No one does not worship a true academic master.
To be continued...
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