The door opens.

A beautiful girl opened the door for him at the door, and the boy said in surprise: "Are you Zixuan's sister? Wow, it's more beautiful than your sister!"

The girl said calmly: "I am my sister, I just don't wear glasses."

The boy said "Oh" and entered her door without any psychological barrier.

The door was closed behind him, and the boy said, "Where is the principal?"

Ai Zixuan: "I'm going to buy vegetables with my mother and I'll be back soon."

Hearing this, Sikong Ling started to casually again: "Don't wear glasses, you can't tell the difference between Murong. She is tall and your skin is whiter than snow."

Ai Zixuan: "Oh, didn't you say you forgot her? Are you lying to me?"

Sikong Ling's eyes were empty and sighed, "I'm sorry, I've lie to you. How easy to forget it? Such a slender and tall figure, smooth and soft shawl-long hair that is smoother than silk, such a nice sound whether it's normal or screaming, and the perfume of unknown brands, mixed with the faint female body fragrance to poison all animals... The only thing in the world that can make me forget snow sauce is Zi Jiang."

Ai Zixuan snorted, not allowing people to see her sadness and joy. Sikong Ling's gaze was unable to see her micro-expression at this moment.

Sikong Ling coughed twice: "How is Zi Jiang doing well recently?"

Ai Zixuan: "Well, that's OK. Why are you going to the United States?"

Sikong Ling: "The main thing is to test the search technology, which will be the most important technology in the future of the Internet. Fortunately, you forced me to apologize to the principal. I didn't expect that the visa would require a certificate from the school!"

Ai Zixuan thought of the ridiculousness that time, and she couldn't help laughing. The atmosphere suddenly became much more relaxed. She noticed that his dressing style changed a lot and asked, "Your clothes are very good, they are Japanese-style."

Sikong Ling: "Oh? Is it a style? It was my little assistant who bought it for me. Once she asked me who my idol was. I said, I don't have an idol, but if I could choose a sage to have a drink together, I would choose Steve_Jobs. The little assistant remembered it in my heart. Later, when she got the salary, she bought Jobs' favorite brand, Miyake Ichisheng. This time I went to New York, I really had to prepare a few stylish clothes. If I wear a Jinjiang Quanzhou suit, it would be embarrassing if the arrogant Xiao Li didn't let him enter the door."

Ai Zixuan: "Hey, how much salary do you pay the little assistant? How can you afford Miyake?"

Sikong Ling: "Is it very expensive? Maybe it's a high imitation?"

Ai Zixuan reached out and touched the corner of his clothes, then opened the collar and observed it, saying, "It seems that the quality is good. There is Miyake selling it in East Province? How do you contact your assistant? I have to ask where I bought it. Miyake's women's clothing is more famous."

Sikongling took out the phone book and gave it to her.

Ai Zixuan looked at it and said in surprise: "Naran? This is like a noble surname, your assistant is so awesome?"

Sikong Ling sighed: "This poor child was raised in an orphanage and was so thin that he was really like a Chaihuoniu. All the children in their yard had the surname Nalan, and their financial owner's surname."

Ai Zixuan said "Oh" and silently recorded the number.

Sikong Ling: "Why don't you fight?"

Ai Zixuan: "I will fight again if I have time."

Sikong Ling: "Do you want to cherish every second you are with me?"

Ai Zixuan rolled her eyes and served: "Get out. She was so determined... why didn't she continue to pursue Murong? Do you want me to help you?"

Sikong Ling lost his voice: "Help me? How to help?"

Ai Zixuan: "Hmph, if I become her best friend, I can help you spy on information. In fact... if you work harder, you might become. A girl who uses Chanel Number_5 will eventually fall into the hands of a golden boy."

Sikong Ling said "Oh": "It turns out that's N5... Don't want you to go, I'm afraid that the N5 girls have not fallen into my pocket yet, but my beloved Zi Jiang fell into the hands of the N5 girls' BF early."

Ai Zixuan chuckled: "Am I that useless?"

Sikong Ling: "Is there any need to say? Although I am higher than him, sharper than him, richer than him, and have many advantages over him, I can't stand his tall and handsome counterattack look."

Ai Zixuan smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to be quite inferior. Actually... I want to choose BF from you, and I will choose you."

Sikong Ling was overjoyed: "Really? Not a placebo?"

Ai Zixuan: "Because he always maintains his elegant appearance, I feel very disgusted, and I have no intention at all."

Sikong Ling said "hiss" and said annoyedly: "It turns out that I miss your EX again, which makes me happy in vain. I thought I was already a little overlord."

Ai Zixuan said: "Can you guess this?"

Sikong Ling: "I guessed the ending, but I didn't guess the process. Why did he do you?"

Ai Zixuan: "Never ask me about him, otherwise I will break up with friendship."

Sikongling quickly laughed.

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The principal finally came back. He was very interested in the development of the dropout's career. In fact, entrepreneurship is a very unreliable thing. People like Sikong Ling who can achieve great success with one move, no matter how unbearable the business model is, he feels it is amazing.

When the principal asked about the Internet, Sikong Ling honestly answered, saying everything he knew and said everything, which made the principal feel very rewarding. It was much more interesting and insightful than the people in the academy. It seemed that this new era must belong to the new generation.

Principal: "You can go to the United States with a study abroad visa for this knowledge. This is easy to get. I can write you a letter of recommendation. Don't you say that your knowledge is not solid enough? Go to Berkeley to study and do your career in the future!"

Sikong Ling wanted to refuse, but when he heard the words Berkeley, his mind flashed: "Berkeley... This is a bit interesting. They have advantages in hardware virtualization. They will make great achievements in the future cloud computing era, which is also the focus of my examination."

They discussed the details of this route. The principal was familiar with some Chinese professors in Berkeley and was quite sure. Sikong Ling transferred to Berkeley after some exams because he didn't need to get scholarships or something, so it was not that difficult. After getting 40% of Tencent's equity, Sikong Ling was no longer interested in domestic development. He felt that being able to get a Berkeley degree would help him in his development in Silicon Valley. The principal thought he was still interested in studying. After all, in the eyes of the principal, he was just a 20-year-old child, four years younger than Zixuan, who was 24 years younger than his family.

But Sikong Ling in Zixuan's eyes was completely childish. She looked at him and his father's words, which easily caused the illusion that the principal and the professor of Dongda University were discussing things. She only thought of Sikong Ling's words that teased her and returned to reality.

At the end of the day, Sikong Ling strongly asked Ai Zixuan to send him away.

In the quiet teacher community, Sikong Ling confronted: "Zi Jiang, I want to criticize you seriously. The principal said that you don't have a boyfriend at all. Where did your wasteful BF come from? Are you fooling me?"

Ai Zixuan sighed quietly: "So what if there is? So what if there is no? I am not interested in all men. You are just an interesting little brother."

Sikong Ling sighed, "Is that right? Why does your resentment seem to catch up with me? What did the Hebrew-speaking buddy do?

Ai Zixuan said coldly: "Don't forget my warning."

Sikong Ling shuddered: "Ah, I stopped, I stopped like lightning, don't be angry."

Ai Zixuan: "You go back, goodbye." Without waiting for his response, he suddenly turned around and left resolutely.

Sikong Ling stayed on the spot and murmured: "There is a demonic spirit... like a Sadako-like resentment..."

What he was strange was that Ai Zixuan stopped not far away and stood there quietly. He looked curiously for a few minutes, and she was still there, and he couldn't help but approach and reconnaissance.

He found that she was in the clear light of the street lights, and her beautiful face deliberately covered with glasses was covered with crystal tears, like a charming girl with tears.

Sikong Ling said softly: "If Zi Jiang wants to, I can disappear completely from this world immediately."

Ai Zixuan almost burst into tears and laughed, her voice was a little hoarse: "Are you going to hell?"

Sikong Ling said seriously: "Hell is also a fascinating place... I am afraid that the universe is so big, but there is no happy place to live. In fact... I have hated all the girls in this world like that, I am afraid that the resentment is only more than you, and you will not be less than you. At least you have an art-like face that can be admired by yourself, and there is a father who loves you and a warm home. And I... If I hadn't been lucky enough to make some money, I had nothing, grandma wouldn't love, uncle wouldn't love, and beauty wouldn't pay attention to it, grandma, what kind of life is this?"

Ai Zixuan finally couldn't help laughing: "Don't make me laugh anymore!" She reached out and wiped the tears with the back of her hand.

Sikong Ling said gently: "Did you laugh? I laughed. My Zijiang must be happy, Yuan Qie!"

Ai Zixuan's beautiful lips were a little tangled: "Oh, I'm four years older than you..."

Sikong Ling: "What's the point? As long as you are a chicken, four years, only four years, you have not been born, and I am old, that's a tragedy. Proxima Centauri, the closest to our solar system in the universe, is only four light years. Four years, this is the closest distance between two warm stars in the universe, how harmonious..."

Ai Zixuan looked at her little brother who was smearing honey on her mouth, and her heart was like a deer. Did she fall like this? No way?

Sikong Ling: "Purple Aroma..."

Ai Zixuan's voice was as thin as a mosquito: "Hmm?"

Sikong Ling: "Daishu Chicken."

Ai Zixuan really blushed.

Sikong Ling: "You can't help but I'll kill you, otherwise I'll buy a piece of tofu and Xishi to kill you!"

Ai Zixuan laughed and scolded: "Die, pervert! If you want to die, you have to find tofu Xishi's tofu!"

Seeing that the task of making her happy had been completed, Sikong Ling calmed down a little, held her smooth little hand, and said, "Answer me later, let's go to Diao Chan's sauerkraut on the back street to buy some sour and sweet kimchi. Please make sure you have a good meal like an ignorant little girl!"

Ai Zixuan refused to do so, and could only go with the flow like a lamb being led away by a big bad wolf.

"Sikong Ling!"

"Um?"

"From now on, don't think of that N5 girl anymore."
Chapter completed!