Chapter 428:
Chapter 428
Wei Yang had already driven the car to the door, Wei Ze saw his son's car and hurried over, then ignored his son, and took his precious grandson to watch.
"Why are you wearing so little? It's so cold. I'm not afraid of catching cold."
"No, it's not too late to put on the coat. I'm wearing a down jacket, and it's in Brother Ji Xuan's hand." An Chen felt like pointing, and the down jacket really didn't have leucorrhea.
"There are also you two stinky boys, why are you wearing so little clothes, you are not obedient, what should you do if you catch a cold."
Looking at the down jacket, Wei Ze turned his attention to Ji Xuan and Ling Han. The thickness of their clothes is actually okay, but in Wei Ze's view, they are still thin.
"Dad, I sent the person to you. I'll go home and send the luggage back first." Wei Yang has been regarded as a transparent person, so he can only speak on his own initiative.
"Go, go, you're useless here, go, I'll take Chenchen to the rehearsal hall." After finishing speaking, Wei Ze took An Chen to the school, leaving only the back of Wei Yang's head.
"Uncle, goodbye." An Chen turned around to say goodbye, and was dragged away by Wei Ze.
"Old Dean, you have finally brought someone here. Who is this boy, everyone is handsome." The old security guard at the door was talking to Wei Ze.
"How about my grandson, the three elder grandchildren, let's be envious." Wei Ze was full of pride. He never felt that the status of dean was nothing, but the juniors were worthy of his pride.
"Isn't your kid unmarried, you know how to bluff me."
"I'm not fooling you, it's my grandson, closer than a relative."
After Wei Ze said this, the old security guard knew about it, but he was also full of envy. He has no children, but he still has a wife, who works as a security guard here, and the students come and go call him Grandpa, and he is content. .
"I took them in. It's too cold, and they wear too little. It's easy to catch cold after a while, and everyone is disobedient."
Wei Ze tightened the collar of An Chen's clothes, then checked to see if Ji Xuan and Ling Han had zipped up tightly, then led them towards the rehearsal hall, and made a phone call to find someone to organize it Rehearsal room selection.
"Chenchen, when did you dye your hair?" Wei Ze asked about An Chen's blue hair.
"I dyed it a few days ago. I need to use it for taking pictures. How about it?"
"Good-looking, our Chenchen looks good-looking." Wei Ze has a filter in his eyes.
"I thought you didn't like my dyed hair."
"Grandpa is not old and pedantic, what age is it, there is nothing wrong with dyeing your hair, but you should dye less, it is not good for your health."
"Okay, remember." An Chen put his arms around Wei Ze's arm, followed by Ji Xuan and Ling Han, the four of them walked on the road, and got a very high rate of turning heads.
Some students greeted Wei Ze, then glanced at An Chen, and then froze, as if questioning their own eyes.
After Wei Ze brought An Chen and the three of them into the rehearsal hall, the news that An Chen went to the rehearsal hall with the dean spread in the academy.
"Really? Did you see clearly?"
"It's An Chen, it must be!"
"Hey, did you know? An Chen has come to our school, and he is still with the dean!"
Such words are easily heard in the current conservatory.
In modern society, the network is well-developed, and information dissemination is also very fast. The scope of dissemination is from the Conservatory of Music, to other academies, and then to the Internet.
While the information was spreading everywhere, the four of An Chen were waiting for the arrival of the students in the rehearsal hall. Their task today was to select the final performer.
(end of this chapter)