Chapter 777: The Shepherd's First Love (School - 24)

Bao'er casually talked about some things, anyway he would definitely have to settle accounts with her in the fall."Besides, I wasn't going to Gordon Hotel myself... Xia Chuixue sent you a message to...Because this event is jointly hosted by three schools, students don't have to watch the program from beginning to end. If they find it uninteresting, they can leave and go to the botanical garden, where there are lanterns, free drinks, cakes, cookies, and many more interactive small programs that are even more fun.

"If it weren't for the wolves from those two neighboring schools, I think everyone here would have run away by now." Song Mengmeng whispered in Fang Mei's ear.

Fang Mei smiled.

No one expected that an ordinary March 8th celebration would be so grand, so the program was quite rushed and lacked substance. Most of those who stayed were men, all sticking around for Qiao Bao'er.

The men in the audience were like wolves, no matter what program it was, as soon as she stood up and read the program list, there would be a roar of cheers and commotion. Originally, Qiao Bao'er was already famous in several high schools nearby, and today she dressed so stunningly, they were completely smitten at first sight. These men were practically smoking with desire.

The guys in the audience had their eyes gleaming greedily, it was just too sleazy. Qiao Baoer didn't make it to the awards ceremony; she ditched her eye-catching evening gown backstage and slipped away.

"Joe, Joe senior sister, are you going to the botanical garden"

A shy voice came from behind, and Qiao Bao'er could no longer remember who he was. She vaguely remembered that he was a member sent by the school outside for aid.

"Yes." She stared at him, her eyes holding a hint of threat.

Jo Bao'er didn't care if he stopped her, she was going to slip away anyway. The botanical garden had free food and drinks, and she was worried that if she went too late there wouldn't be any good stuff left.

"Can I go with you"

The other party seemed unable to bear her unwavering gaze, lowering their head as if gathering courage to speak, their voice barely a whisper.

"Do whatever you want."

Jo Bao'er couldn't hear the affection in his words, she only felt that this younger brother probably wanted to run away but didn't have the courage, so he clung to her.

The two of them left early, one after the other, without any regard for responsibility.

The botanical garden hung many colorful paper lanterns. Each lantern contained a riddle, and those who could guess it correctly would receive a small prize.

Qiao Bao'er racked her brains and only guessed two right. Most of the riddles here involve heroes from ancient China, which she wasn't familiar with.

"I didn't realize you were so capable."

Jo Baoer generously praised the little junior beside her.

My little brother is tall and thin. Today he's wearing a set of white brand sportswear. His black short hair is soft and smooth, sticking close to his head. He looks just like a cute and well-behaved student.

His younger brother's fair face flushed slightly, and he squeezed out a sentence in a very low voice, stammering, "I, I just happen to know." He was being very humble.

The younger brother gave her all the small prizes, which were things like notebooks, ballpoint pens, and erasers.

Now the erasers come in bright colors, with cute fruit and animal designs, and even have a pleasant smell. They look really delicious! Qiao Bao'er stared at a strawberry eraser in her hand, sniffing it cautiously at her nose. She looked as if she was really going to eat it.

"You can't eat that." The younger brother snatched it away hastily.

Jo Baoer turned her head and glared at him, "You really can't eat it. Are you still going to have your stomach pumped Getting your stomach pumped is so uncomfortable." He panicked, his speech became clear and fluent.

"How do you know to wash your stomach"

"You said it yourself, didn't you eat two erasers when you were a child and had to go to the hospital for a stomach wash"

After a while of talking, the younger brother held the little eraser tightly in his hand. He blushed, looking very nervous, and said slowly, "You don't remember me, do you You were my tutor during your junior year of high school. I...I was the one you called 'White Fatty' all day long."

White fat man.

This nickname is so unpleasant and embarrassing. Only she could be so heartless to give someone such a name, and she always shouts it so loudly.

"White Fatty"

Qiao Ba'er looked at her thin, bamboo-like junior and then at his flushed face as he tried to recognize her. This little husband look was so funny.

"The tutoring for Junior Three, I remember that. She did very well on her Junior High School Entrance Exam that year and many parents asked her to share her experience."

She was teaching a pale, chubby boy who was also dumb. If it weren't for the fact that his mother paid her so much money, Qiao Bao'er would have quit a long time ago.

"What's wrong with you" Qiao Baoer leaned closer to examine him carefully, a rare display of concern.

He looked a bit sympathetic. He must have gotten some serious illness, losing so much weight all of a sudden. Three years ago this guy was like a big white pig, but now with this small frame, it's like someone had sliced him in half.

Being so close to him, the younger student Sima An felt awkward and lowered his head, not daring to look directly at her. He really wanted to say more to her, but he was too nervous that he couldn't squeeze out a single word after half a day.

His expression, in Qiao Bao'er's view, seemed like he had something he couldn't say. Oh, how pitiful.

Jo Baoer, influenced by her general grandfather's teachings since childhood, possesses a righteous spirit akin to Guan Gong's. She prefers to care for the weak, even picking up someone like Tang Yu who doesn't need looking after.

"You're in high school, right What's your name" Qiao Bao'er's question was so direct, it hit the nail on the head.

She had long forgotten him; she had only tutored him for a month.

Simian felt a little disappointed, but he didn't dare to get angry. This woman had scolded him fiercely when she was his tutor that month, and several times he was so scolded that he hid in the toilet and didn't dare to see her. But afterward, he regretted missing her every time.

She's still the same as she always was, nothing has changed. It's great.

"High school freshman, Sima An." His voice was gentle and polite.

Qiao Bao'er smiled and patted him on the shoulder. She was wearing high heels tonight, about the same height as Sima An. It was very natural, like she was hugging Song Mengmeng. She put her arm around his shoulders and led him down another path, " ... Little Sima, there's free food and drinks ahead, I'll take you there."

After all, this school is her territory. Since they are old acquaintances, she should at least show some hospitality to them.

Simba An's heart was beating wildly. If it weren't for the dim lighting in the botanical garden, one could clearly see his ears were flushed red, and he looked like a statue, stiff as stone, walking forward with his hands and feet together, allowing Qiao Ba'er to lead him wherever she pleased.

Their first encounter was at the student union meeting room door. Sima An was completely shocked, her body couldn't keep up with her brain, and she tripped twice in front of him, losing all face. Luckily, she had prosopagnosia and couldn't recognize people.

For the next hour, Qiao Bao'er led him around, treating him to food and drinks. Sima An was too nervous to do anything but nod and murmur "Mmm hmm" as everything she offered him found its way into his mouth. He felt like he was in a daze.

"...This is where you can make a wish," Qiao Baier followed suit, learning from others who took a bookmark and wrote or drew on it, "Your ideal career, your ideal partner..."

Sima An also took a bookmark and went to fill it out with her. Whether or not the wish on this big tree would come true, he tilted his head and glanced at her, feeling that she was very motivated when she got serious, really cute. Although she looked a bit fierce when she wasn't smiling.

Qiao Bao'er wrote well, tiptoeing and hanging from the high branches of a tree.

Sima An looked up, reflecting the hazy moonlight, and saw that she had written "doctor" under her ideal profession.

Originally, she wanted to be a doctor.

Then she will definitely fill in medical majors for the college entrance examination.

Sima An ignited his desire to study medicine at this moment. Qiao Bao'er saw him in a daze and patted the back of his head, "... There's nothing to play with, I'm going back to the dormitory to rest. What school are you from I heard that the walls of No. 15 Middle School are especially high and hard to climb. I'm leaving, goodbye."

She spoke plainly and simply. After she finished, she turned and left.

Left Sima An standing there dumbfounded for a long time before he came to his senses. Tonight really wasn't a dream.

His tutor sister was incredibly kind to him tonight. Sima An didn't know how to describe his feelings, a mixture of excitement and elation, like his brain was fuzzy with happiness.

Sima An remained where he was; he still had something to do. He wanted to see what she had written on her wish charm about her ideal partner.

Just as Sima An tiptoed to take a closer look, suddenly a slender arm reached out from behind her and carefully took Qiao Bao'er's wish bookmark.

Sima An was taken aback, immediately turning around angrily, "How could you take away…" His words died in his throat halfway through.

Sima An didn't know how to describe the man in front of him. He was a head taller than himself, his face was finely chiseled with delicate features, yet cold and solemn. He stood there, his figure tall and proud, even if you ignored the expensive clothes he wore, the aura of nobility around him was undeniable. He wasn't an ordinary person.

Junzhimu took a long, hard look at the student before him. His right hand held an activity wish bookmark, seemingly as a matter of course. Without a word, he turned and walked away.

Sima An instinctively wanted to call out to him, but looking at his departing figure, the words stuck in her throat.

At this moment, Sima An seemed to clearly understand what it meant to be out of touch. Although his family was somewhat wealthy and he was among the top students, compared to people from the outside world, he felt incredibly insignificant, a sudden wave of humility washing over him.

The moon hangs high in the branches, tonight's activities are nearing their end, and even the night wind is starting to cool.

Junzhi's Mu just clearly heard her say, 'I'm going back to the dorm to rest,' so he should go back to rest too.

Tonight, she played with that boy. Junzhimu kept watching her. She usually avoided males, but for some reason, she became enthusiastic towards this ordinary-looking male student.

Junzhi's shepherd always wanted to know the reason, but couldn't figure it out.

The moonlight was faint, and in the shepherd's hand was a wish card penned by her own hand. 【I want to be a cardiothoracic surgeon, to cure my aunt's illness. I want to marry a kind-hearted, plump chef who does housework and cooks delicious food】

Fat, chef.

Junzhi Mu looked at the three characters, his brows furrowed tightly, as if he had never faced such a daunting challenge in his life. home for your mother"Pei Haoran started by confronting him. Seeing his sullen face, he knew in his heart that Lu Qinnan was close to Qiao Baier and would probably feel awkward working with Xia Chuixu...