Super body leads the era

Sun Xiaowei stared at her parents in surprise, as if they had just sentenced her to marry a man.

Mr. Alba shook the newspaper, and said seriously: "We really think so, Weiwei, although I don't know why you have been so boyish since you were a child, but we have always seen that you are still young, so we don't care too much. But Now you're about to go to high school after all, and look, look what this paper says."

Since my daughter has been involved in business since she was very young, the family has long developed the habit of ordering more newspapers.What Mr. Alba was shaking was a third-rate tabloid that was completely entertaining. It used explicit headlines to speculate whether Sun Xiaowei would have some "unhealthy" deal with CEO Grant if she could become a movie screenwriter at such a young age.

Sun Xiaowei rolled her eyes and snorted, "Dad, this kind of tabloids rely on this kind of news to attract attention. What does it have to do with whether I am feminine? Besides, I think I am still pretty!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole family couldn't help but burst out laughing, and Jessica also tapped the fork and said, "Johnny even gave sister chocolate a few days ago!"

"Shut up Jessica!"

"Oh, really!?"

The completely different reactions of the mother and daughter caused Mr. Alba to cough several times before he calmed down. He shook the newspaper again and said seriously: "Vivi, I'm not talking about femininity... how old are you... The problem is that you are too pissed off! Think about it, Weiwei, if you are allowed to walk on the street now, how many people will think you are a bad | bad girl who can smoke?"

Sun Xiaowei began to look at her body in various ways. She understood what her parents said, and it was nothing more than Ma Tingda's type in "Killer Leon", but was she really that outstanding?

"It's a big deal, I started trying to wear skirts in junior high school...Mom, the etiquette class in a private noble school...that will kill me!"

Mrs. Alba hummed a song softly, picked up a piece of bacon, and said with a smile, "Resistance is useless~ Weiwei, parents can't make any decisions about business, but as long as you are not full, the choice of going to school is up to us~"

Mr. Alba looked at his wife with satisfaction, then at his eldest daughter, and said with a smile, "Weiwei, I know it will be hard at first, but as long as you get used to it, you will realize your parents' intentions."

"I know your good intentions now...Dad, please forgive me..."

Mrs. Alba turned to look at Jessica: "Jessie, what do you think?"

Sun Xiaowei stared at her immediately, and the latter rolled her eyes quickly, and said wisely, "I'm still young, so I don't have the right to vote!"

As a former air force, Mr. Alba's sharp eyes are unmatched by ordinary people. He clearly saw the tricks between his two daughters. He said with a serious smile: "It's okay, Jesse, our family is a full-fledged democracy. You can speak freely. gone."

Sun Xiaowei immediately slapped the table and said, "You are the Athens Council forcing Plato to death!"

Jessica turned her head and coughed in a serious manner: "Vivi, it's Socrates."

"Oh, yes, kill Socrates!"

Mrs. Alba had already finished her breakfast, put her cheeks in her hands with a smile on her face, looked at Sun Xiaowei's pursed mouth towards her staring eyes, and said: "Today we are going to drive all the ancient Greek philosophers to death. , do you have an opinion?"

Mr. Alba answered quickly: "Vote, I have no opinion."

"No, I have an opinion!"

"That's two against one, what does Jessica think?"

So, all the eyes of the whole family focused on the seven-year-old Jessica.

Facing the serious and loving eyes of her father, the gentle and loving eyes of her parents, and the warning and persuasive eyes of her sister, Jessica turned her head left and right, her small mouth suddenly shrunk.

"I'm still young, I have no idea!"

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"Vivi?"

The wheels of the school bus were rolling, and the car was filled with the voices of students singing and laughing. Amidst the noise, Qianqian was surprised to see that Sun Xiaowei looked like she had just been wiped out from the moment she got on the bus.

"What's wrong with you, your face is so ugly?"

Sun Xiaowei leaned against the back of the chair weakly, humming lazily at Qianxi's concerned face, pouted, and moaned: "My parents want me to go to a private noble middle school to receive noble etiquette training!"

How could Sissy think so much, she just said enviously: "That's really great, the teaching environment and level of private schools are very good, and, you say noble etiquette!? God... If only we had so many Money will be fine."

Sun Xiaowei rolled her eyes and stared at Qianqian: "Did you do it on purpose? Noble etiquette training! My God, that will torture me to death!"

Sissy looked at her with an idiot look on her face, and the corner of her mouth curled up disdainfully: "You don't stay there to get cheap and act like a good boy... Wait a minute, isn't that a high school thing?"

Sun Xiaowei groaned: "The rule is that the minimum age is 14 to go to high school, but do you think it is difficult for me to pass two grades? Besides, there are some middle and high school students who are combined... I hope they just say something casually, forcing me, if I really go there kind of school... oh my god..."

"Then I really wish my parents could say something like that casually, Vivi Alba, you bastard, are you just trying to annoy me?"

In this way, during the time when the school bus drove to San Anto Primary School, Sissy passed it by constantly pinching Sun Xiaowei's thigh.

In the classroom, the noisy discussion of classmates calmed down for a moment as Sun Xiaowei stepped in, someone who had long been used to it sat down indifferently, and Qianqian also sat beside her under the admiration of everyone.

"Hey Mike, did you bring your newspaper today?"

A student yelled at Mike, who was not far from Sun Xiaowei, who would bring his father's newspaper into the school every day.

"Oh sure, want to see what's new?"

Mike smiled and took out the newspaper from his school bag, opened a page and shouted: "The stock value of Stark Industries hit a new low, let's see how Tony Stark can turn the tide."

"Don't talk about those useless things, see if there are any new movies coming out recently, I haven't seen such a wonderful movie since ET!"

Mike quickly opened the entertainment page, and then exclaimed.

Sitting nearby, Sun Xiaowei's eyebrows twitched nervously. Of course she knew which Mike's newspaper was.

""DreamWorks Boss Exposed, Asian Girls Are Full of Confidence", this photo... isn't this Alba!?"

The shout of Mike, the little celebrity in the class, attracted the attention of the whole class, and everyone leaned over curiously. When they saw the photos in the newspaper, everyone let out a bewildered exclamation.

Mike was the first to stare at the photo in the newspaper.

At the gate of the factory where the chainsaw was filmed, blocked by an iron gate, a girl he knew all too well stood there coolly, waving at the camera confidently.

In the calm before the storm, Sun Xiaowei had pressed her forehead with both hands, and Qianqian swallowed.

Then, a violent storm came, and the whole class, regardless of Sun Xiaowei's notoriety with her iron fists, crowded towards the two square tables with all kinds of questions.

"Alba, that's really you, when did you become the big boss!?"

"Alba, you make a horror movie!? God, you caused the chainsaw door!?"

"Alba, are you a millionaire now? It costs a lot of money to make a movie, are you going to buy a house in Beverly!?"

"Alba, can you take us to the set? Is the leading actor handsome? How are the bloody scenes in horror movies shot? Are you familiar with the director? I want Mr. Craven's autograph!"

"Alba, I want to act in a movie too! Is there a suitable script!?"

When Mr. Punes, who was teaching, approached the classroom, he could already hear the loud commotion inside. He snorted coldly and pushed open the door. Seeing the chaotic scene of all the people running around in the room, he frowned sullenly.

Then, he shouted loudly: "An... Quiet!!"

"Alba, can I have an autograph?"

"Alba, let me introduce myself. My name is Cedric Godley. We haven't spoken before, but I have always admired you..."

"Alba, if I were your boyfriend, would you give me a Ferrari when I was 16?"

Seeing that the loud cry of his magnetic voice did not attract anyone's attention, Mr. Purness exhaled angrily, and the carbon dioxide was whistling in his throat. He puffed out his chest and shouted again: "Shut up! !!!!"

In this way, the whole class fell into silence for an instant, except for the voice of Mr. Purness who kept coughing.The yelling just now was too loud and painful.

Then, the sound of a seat being dragged sounded together, and all the students in the class immediately returned to their original positions.

"call……"

Mr. Purness finished coughing, put his hands on the podium, and his greasy middle-length hair was hanging down heavily. He stared at Sun Xiaowei and said viciously: "Miss Alba, please explain to me what the chaos in the class was just now. Condition?"

Sun Xiaowei lowered her head and said, "I'm in the newspaper..."

Mr. Purness straightened up, shook his clothes, strode to Mike's desk, grabbed the newspaper, and read in a low magnetic voice: "Amazing Asian girl, owner of DreamWorks, chainsaw Horror screenwriter?"

The whole class was still silent. Mr. Puneth's sternness had always terrified many people. In the classroom where needles could be heard, he continued in a deep voice: "It's surprising, Miss Alba, I didn't expect us to He will beat boys every few days...the No. 1 member of St. Anto Primary School has spread his fame to the outside world."

Sun Xiaowei laughed dryly.

"Nice job, boy, but..."

The deep voice ushered in another high-pitched voice, and Mr. Punes looked at Mike who was grinning at the side, and said, "John-Mike-McTavish, if you bring the newspaper to school in the future, I will have to talk to your parents. Talk about your poor liberal arts grades."

Mike nodded again and again, so Mr. Purness said in a deep voice: "Okay, let's stop this matter, I don't want any more disturbances in my class..."

When the door slammed, Johnny, whose weight was more than three times that of a girl of the same age, rushed into the room like a bear, holding a newspaper in his hand, and shouted: "Vivi! My goddess! You are so amazing!"

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