Young Master Xiao Yatou, don't provoke fire
The morning sunlight is undoubtedly the most beautiful scenery of the day, without the scorching midday sun that pierces the eyes, nor the fiery sunset that brings a sense of desperation and sadness. The morning sunlight represents new life, hope, and the first glimpse of beauty that a newborn baby sees when it opens its eyes for the first time. It is also the courage that supports some people to struggle on in their lives.
The principal's office, with its neat and tidy decor, has a well-groomed potted bamboo plant standing proudly on the desk. They say that plants are auspicious, so it can be inferred that the owner who raises it is also a refined gentleman. The principal is already in his forties, with a head of neatly combed black hair and a clean suit without a speck of dust.
Qian Lian Xia stood in front of the office desk, gazing out the window at the beautiful scenery, which was indeed a morning beauty. The dew on the leaves sparkled brightly under the sunlight. She narrowed her eyes to follow the trail of sunlight, and in that colorful glow, she quietly lifted her head and smiled. No matter what, she would not give up her original intention.
The principal rubbed his temples and took off his glasses, looking at Qian Lixia. "Xiaxia, can you tell Uncle about this time?" In front of the office desk was a stack of morning newspapers, all with her school news on them.
Qian Lian Xia turned around, looking at the principal with a helpless expression. "Principal Yu, I'm telling you, it really wasn't me who did it." Qian Lian Xia knew her words were too pale, so she could only sigh and lower her head. "I don't know how this happened either, but Principal Yu, please believe me, Xiao Xia has never done anything like this before!"
The principal nodded, "Xia Xia, you're a good kid, Uncle has always believed in you." The principal's serious and solemn eyes fell on Qian Lian Xia's face, "This matter has been suppressed by me now, so your father doesn't know about it."
Qian Lian Xia let out a long sigh of relief, then jumped and ran to the office desk, with a flattering face, "Yu Bo Bo, I knew you were the best to me."
The principal looked at the child with a mixture of laughter and tears, then said seriously: "Xia Xia, this matter can be big or small. If it were an ordinary student who had damaged the school's rules and regulations, they would have been expelled long ago. I believe you didn't do this thing, but the person in the photo is not fake."
"Uncle Yu, listen to me, it's like this..."
The principal interrupted her next words, "Xia Xia, you are a good kid, Uncle has always thought so. If someone framed you, Uncle is also clear about it in daily life. As for why you didn't expose your identity, Uncle thinks there must be your reasons. But what should be done will be done, and what shouldn't be done... how can you go do it."
The principal emphasized the last sentence, and the meaning in it was that even if you weren't a clear-headed person, you would probably understand. Qian Lian Xia bit her lip and responded softly, "Uncle, Xiao Xia knows now, and it won't happen again."
"Xia Xia," the principal seemed to feel that he had spoken too heavily, after all, he didn't know the actual situation, perhaps there was some reason behind it, and with a somewhat reluctant tone, he said: "Xia Xia, if you publicly reveal your identity, perhaps things wouldn't have turned out this way."
Chihiro bowed her head and didn't respond for a long time. The principal let out a deep sigh, then suddenly waved his hand, "Go back to class now, don't delay the lessons."
"Goodbye, Uncle Yu!" Qian Lixia bowed and then strode out of the principal's office.
It's not that she didn't want to answer, it's not that she didn't want to make it public, and it's not that she was willing to be bullied like this. It's just that the people in this school may not understand that Qian Lian Xia wants to live an ordinary life, not as a high-and-mighty young lady.
Qian Lian Xia sighed and was about to leave when she suddenly felt a huge gust of air coming from above, followed by the sound of a high-pitched female scream. Finally, almost every window in the classrooms of several buildings were packed with heads, as if they were watching the most spectacular feast.
A thousand loves summer, outside the top floor of the building, blue sky and white clouds, a faint green sun, in the swaying light and shadow of a tree, a helicopter suddenly appeared above the campus.
Although the students of Luoyi are almost all rich people, there are still many girls who have not seen this scene before and screamed out loud, "Oh my god, it's a helicopter!" As soon as this was said, it actually attracted the attention of the teachers on the floor.
The helicopter's rotor blades brought out a strong airflow, blowing away the people below on the square. However, it did not slowly descend but kept hovering in mid-air.
Then, another high-decibel female voice exclaimed loudly, "Oh my god, look what's written on that plane!"
Qian Lian Xia also raised her eyes to look, but this one glance almost made her vomit blood and die.
Before she could even finish saying it, several gossiping students had already recited the words one by one: "Thousand - love - summer, I - love - U!"

