Bei Qixi was a little unhappy, "If you want to play, you can buy one by yourself, or I can buy one for you. I have been serving Xiao Bei for so long, and I wouldn't be used to it without it."

But I.M. Pei seemed to have made up his mind, "Then you get used to it slowly. When you get into an international high school, I will definitely return the white, fat, lively and cute little Bei to you."

Bei Qixi was stunned, "Didn't you just say that you finished the exam? Why has it become an international high school again? You don't know how low the admission rate of international high schools is!"

Bei Qixi rejects learning from the bottom of his heart.

I.M. Pei glanced at her calmly, "It doesn't conflict with getting into an international high school after the exam."

"What if I can't pass the exam?"

"I will take over the Beckham."

"You...why!" Bei Qixi was so angry. If she had known this was the case, she wouldn't have let I.M. Pei rescue Xiao Bei.

"It's my pleasure." I.M. Pei didn't want to say too much nonsense to her. Because no matter how much he said, the result would be the same. He would not change his decision.

"Then why do you control my life at will? Who said I want to take the international high school entrance exam? I don't want to go to my future through studying and going to college." Bei Qixi said with a sensation.

Her words successfully triggered I.M. Pei's deep thoughts, "What kind of path do you want to take?"

Bei Qixi knew that if she didn't say a word, I.M. Pei wouldn't let it go easily.

"Can't I make my debut after taking an art school to learn pop music?" Bei Qixi said angrily.

I.M. Pei seemed to be frightened by Bei Qixi's decision, and was stunned and did not express his opinion for a long time.

One minute later, I.M. Pei tugged his lips and said, "Yes. International high school art class or international high school experimental class, you will be taken care of when you pass the exam."

Bei Qixi: "..." Why did she feel like she had dug a hole for herself?

In the international high school experimental class, the top students among the top students, the elite among the elite. The students in the class are either national politicians or bigwigs from various industries. Correspondingly, the admission rate is extremely low, one in a thousand. Bei Qixi never dared to think about it.

The cultural scores of the international high school art class are indeed lower than those of the ordinary class, but the threshold is that you must pass the corresponding art exam. Bei Qixi just said casually just now that if she was really asked to take the exam, she would probably not pass. She has never participated in systematic vocal training.

"Have you considered it?" Pei urged.

Bei Qixi suddenly became timid, "I... can I take the ordinary class of international high school?" She still has great hope for her words to sprint for the ordinary class.

I.M. Pei did not respond to her question. Instead, he was silent for a few seconds and asked her seriously, "To be honest, what do you want to do in the future?"

In fact, if Bei Qixi really becomes a pop singer, it would be quite cool. There has never been a star among the royal family.

Bei Qixi looked up at the sky, "I want to be a foodie and eat all over the world."

I.M. Pei glanced at her, "Didn't you just want to be a singer?"

Bei Qixi shrugged, "Who knows the future? Maybe I will sing and earn money on the subway, and turn around and eat the most expensive food at the five-star rating?"

I.M. Pei pulled his thin lips and couldn't help but be amused by her. The princess of the royal family ran to the street to sing? I.M. Pei couldn't imagine this scene. She could think of it.

"What about you? What do you want to be in the future?" Bei Qixi asked back.

After asking, I realized that I had asked a stupid question.

I.M. Pei's life was destined from birth. He was born in the royal family and held the title of crown prince since childhood, which means that he must embark on a road from a prince to a king. He has shouldered extraordinary missions and responsibilities since he was a child. In the future, he will become a symbol of F country, a key figure in stabilizing the political situation, and a core of national cohesion. He must make himself strong enough!

"If you were not born in the royal family, what is your wish?" Bei Qixi asked again.

I.M. Pei shook his head.

"I haven't thought about it." Why bother thinking about something meaningless?

"Then do you want to be a prince or a king?"

I.M. Pei smiled, "Where are you?"

Bei Qixi shook her head decisively, "I don't want to." She witnessed with her own eyes how a king was born. Grandpa was busy with all kinds of things every day, and even handled national affairs at the last moment of her life. The uncle was also, now he has been visiting various countries and basically sleeping on planes. And I.M. Pei has watched him receive special training from the royal family since she was a child. When she was playing with gardeners and maids, he was learning about cultures from various countries. When she was looking for delicious food in the kitchen, he was studying world history, when she was watching cartoons, he and grandpa were watching world news... She was not at all interested in such a life.

Many people may envy I.M. Pei for being born in the royal family. It can be said that he was born with a golden spoon in his heart. In many people's hearts, a king means supreme power, many privileges, and high and far away, but they will never know what a prince needs to go to the king. And those are absolutely something that extraordinary people can bear.

This was the first time that Bei Qixi thought about these questions. She suddenly felt that I.M. Pei was so powerful.

She suddenly felt that the boy in front of her who had grown up with him since childhood was full of a kind of power of light.

He stood with a simple backlight, with a straight figure, clean and neat face, and a pair of quiet eyes that were undulating and undulating, particularly deep.

A Bodhi tree not far away has mottled light and shadows, and its green leaves are transparent, making I.M. Pei more dazzling and charming.

If you look from a distance, this young man standing under the Bodhi tree must be beautiful as a painting.

"Would you go back to the palace or go back to Bevalantine with me?" It's getting late, and it's time to go back.

Bei Qixi was going to go back to the royal palace, but when he spoke, he said it was a tragic act of going to Bevalantine.

"Aren't you going to take the international high school? I want to sprint for the experimental class." It seemed that I had gained infinite energy from I.M. Pei, and Bei Qixi felt that he had been given a shot of chicken blood.

I.M. Pei expressed his satisfaction with Bei Qixi's attitude. "It's good that you have this kind of awareness."

But the next day, Bei Qixi felt a little regretful. She stepped down.

"What's the reason?" Pei knew that she had never been persistent in doing things, but she gave up so quickly was beyond Pei's expectations.
Chapter completed!