"Swish..." Accompanied by a harsh and long brake sound, the white Mercedes-Benz Supercar stopped steadily behind the black Cayenne.

Two luxury cars, one in front and the other behind, were parked at the gate of Snow High School, instantly increasing the grade of this high school by n times.

Inside the car, Qiu Rong/Tong/With the rearview mirror, he glanced at the Mercedes-Benz Supercar behind and said, "Isn't this an intoxicating car?"

"Yes." Liang Yi looked at the sports car reflected in the rearview mirror of the car, and then got out of the car.

At this time, all the students have entered the school, so there is no one at the school gate...

Seeing the cold getting off the car, Qiurong quickly got off the car...

In the white Mercedes-Benz supercar, he was intoxicated by a boy in Snow High School uniform. He looked at his shocking dress through the car endoscope, and then he fixed his eyes on the coolness standing next to the black Cayenne not far away, saying, "Yi Ye, you actually made your best score//Personal Assistant came to this high school to play a student. Do you say you cheat your father or not..."

He pulled/pulled/pulled/black tie on the white long-sleeved shirt, and fell intoxicated again on the car's endoscope.

Looking at himself in the mirror, wearing black and white student/student/dressing, he whistled with satisfaction and said, "However, I am a student/student, too. Who can tell that I am twenty-five this year?"

He gently stroked the black hair of extreme/short/extreme/short/short. He quickly got out of the car, held the car door with his hand, and looked at Qiu Rong who was standing beside Liang Yi lazy...

When Qiu Ying and Liang Yi looked at each other, she was obviously stunned...

Her mouth opened in an instant to a ‘o’ shape…

This is really, the sky thunder is rolling, the sky thunder is rolling.

Looking at Qiu Rong, Chen Zui slowly put his hand into the black trouser pocket, and then walked step by step to Qiu Rong's cool face.

"Qiurong, how about it, am I very handsome?"

"Intoxicated, are you going to study? Or are you high school? A graduate of a prestigious iq200 university, now / want to study...high school...middle?" Qiu Rong looked up and down at Chenzui's outfit and said.

"You always need a reliable person to protect you here, intoxicated by his merits/faculty/first-class, and he is the best person to protect you. You don't really think that my lord and I will let you be alone in school, right?" Liang Yi looked at Qiurong and said.

"Yi Ye, you said, is it really good for me to enter this school? What if those women are obsessed with me?" said intoxicated and narcissistically.

“…”

“…”

Qiu Rongyi looked dark and the two of them fell into silence together.

"Qiurong, remember, I am intoxicated. This year, I am a descendant of the ordinary working class in Britain."

“…”

After Chen Zui and Qiu Rong completed the admission procedures, they came to the second (third) class of high school under the guidance of their class teacher.

When Chen Zui and Qiu Rong walked into the classroom, the boys and girls were all excited.

Ning Meng, who was sitting in the last second row at the southmost point, was stunned when she saw that she was intoxicated...

As far as she knows, the age of obsession is similar to that of the obsession. Is this obsession uncle crazy? Pretend to be 18 years old...what are you going to go to high school?

Chen Zui and Qiurong followed the teacher's steps to the podium and stood on both sides of the class teacher. The two people had different expressions on their faces.

I am intoxicated and calm, and my autumn face is as smiling as a flower.

Such a scene is something Qiu Rong has never experienced before.

"Okay, let's have a quiet time. These two are new students in our class. This one is Qiu Rong and this one is intoxicated. One is seventeen years old and the other is eighteen years old."

"Qiurong, are you the heroine of the movie "If You Are Well" that you want to make in autumn?"

"Intoxicated, what are your phone calls..."

The classmates in the podium were talking.

"Okay, just give me peace of mind!"

The class teacher, Lion, Roar, Gong, Yi/Fa, and the whole classroom immediately became quiet.

"Intoxicated, just be the empty table behind Ning Meng with Qiurong." The head teacher looked at Chen Jiuqiong calmly and said.

Hearing the head teacher's words, Qiu Rong immediately pulled Chen Zui and walked quickly towards the empty table behind Ning Meng.

When passing by Ning Meng, Qiu Rong waved his hand to Ning Meng with passion, and intoxicated, he gave Qiu Rong a fierce look.

"Change too much, why are you pretending to be an 18-year-old pure boy?" Ning Meng looked intoxicated and cursed.

*…*…*…*…*…*

At the same time, Liangshi Private Hospital.

In the ward, Mu Fan looked at the nurse who was massaged by her and said, "Nurse, can you give me that cell phone?"

The nurse nodded, immediately held the phone in her hand, and said, "Your hand is inconvenient. Who do you want to call? I'll help you."

"Help me/call it to Mr. Bo..."

"Okay..." The nurse nodded, and then called Liang Bo.

After dialing the phone, the nurse thoughtfully put the phone in Mu Fan's ear.

It took a long time before the phone was connected.

"Little Ryoko, if you have time, come to me this time. I have something to do and want to discuss it with you."

"OK."

Hearing the cold voice, Mu Fan immediately said to the nurse: "Okay, okay, let's have a break."

The nurse nodded, then hung up the phone and continued to gently massage Mu Fan's body.

Half an hour later, Liang Bo walked into the ward.

"Okay, you go out." Mu Fan glanced at Liang Bo, then said to the nurse.

As soon as Mu Fan finished speaking, the nurse stopped the massage/massing action, nodded respectfully to Liang Bo, and quickly left the ward.

After the nurse left, Mu Fan looked at Liang Bo beside him and said, "Little Liangzi, sit down."

Liang Bo nodded lightly, the distantness in his eyes was like a knife, deep/deep/pricking/paining Mu Fan's heart.

"Little Liangzi, I don't look for you, and you don't take the initiative to contact me. I'm so cold to me." Mu Fan smiled bitterly and said.

"If you have something, tell me." Liang Bo sat down gracefully, with his slender legs overlapping, without expression.

"Little Ryoko, I have decided to quit the world between you and Qiao Weiwei, and I have decided to bless you."

Mu Fan's words made Liang Bo's frown gradually relax.

"Have you figured it out?" Liang Bo said lightly.

"Well, I figured it out. Since I am not that important anymore, I don't need to dominate you and stick to you anymore. Just by me, I will never be able to catch the kite with broken strings, right?" Mu Fan forced tears and said seriously.

Since those / moves / numbers in the past didn't work, she decided to temporarily retreat to advance.

"..." Liang Bo was silent, his eyes becoming deeper and deeper.

"Okay, you should be very busy. Go back. I'll be here alone." Mu Fan pretended to be free and easy.

Liang Bo raised his eyebrows, stood up, and said, "You have a good rest, I'll leave first."

As he said that, Liang Bo left the ward in a casual manner without even looking back.

After entering the special elevator, Liang Bo pressed the button on the floor and leaned against the wall tiredly and lowered his head.

“Dududu…”

In my pocket, the cell phone kept shaking/movement.

Seeing that it was my mother Qianfang's phone call, he immediately pressed to answer.

Putting his phone in his ear, he looked at the numbers jumping on the elevator and said, "Hey, mom, is there anything wrong?"

On the other side of the phone, there was no other sound except for a burst of thrusts/sheeps.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Liang Bo asked immediately.

On the first floor, the elevator door slowly opened. Liang Bo took his cell phone and walked out of the elevator quickly.

"I had a tumor on my stomach. The doctor said that I needed surgery immediately. Your father knew about me. I told him to accompany me for the surgery, but he refused."

Standing at the entrance of the hospital building, Qianfang cried and made Liang Bo stop...

A pair of sword eyebrows were frowning tightly in silence.

The hand hanging on one side became a fist.

"When will the surgery be done?" Liang Bo asked.

A cold spread around him, making people shudder.

"Three days later."

"I'll go back and arrange to go to the United States now. He won't accompany you, I'll accompany you." Liang Bo said.

"Okay. Thank you, son."

After hanging up the phone, Liang Bo gritted his teeth and didn't say anything.

Putting his phone back in his pocket, he automatically ignored the eyes that everyone cast at him, walked to his black Bugatti Veyward as if he was in a no-man state, opened the car door, and got in the car.

After driving into the car, he returned to Liangshi.
To be continued...