"Who are you?" Zhou Rong's face became a little serious.

Zhao Yidao: "Let's talk later. If possible, I want to see your father. I don't know if it's okay?"

Zhao Yi did not lower his voice, so all the classmates around him heard it, and the classroom suddenly exploded.

"Student Zhao Yi, what did you say? Are you going to meet Zhou Rong's father?"

"Oh my God, you two are already meeting your parents?"

"It's too fast. My little heart can't stand it. You won't be getting married, right?"

There were students from other classes in class. They didn’t know that Zhao Yi had a girlfriend. They had seen him and Zhou Rong have some tricks before. When they heard Zhao Yi’s words, they were shocked.

"No, Zhao Yi, are you a person with a girlfriend?!" Class 1 students knew that Zhao Yi had a girlfriend at the party, and a boy couldn't help but question it.

"Idiot, keep a low voice. Zhao Yi is a rich young man. What's wrong with having three wives and four concubines? He and Young Master Song are good friends. If you offend him, it's equivalent to offending Young Master Song. Do you want to stay in Tianfu City?" A student reminded in a low voice.

When the students in the other class heard this, they thought about it and all of them showed a sudden enlightenment.

"Oh, it's good to be rich and powerful. You can hold your arms around. Even such a stunning beauty cannot be avoided. You are willing to be a mistress."

"Class Zhou Rong is so beautiful, this guy is so cheap." Some students were angry.

"Although Zhao Yi's approach is a bit bad, I still want to say that I am really envious."

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"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, I have nothing to do with Zhou Rong. It's not what you think. I just want to thank Zhou Rong's father because I have received favor from him. " Zhao Yi was a little embarrassed when he heard these comments. Where did he get rich and powerful? This Zhou Rong is the real daughter of a daughter!

The students who whispered him were also a little embarrassed. Unexpectedly, Zhao Yi was so sensitive that he could hear it.

No matter whether they believe it or not, they will nod and say yes. After all, in their eyes, Zhao Yi is a big shot and cannot be offended.

Zhou Rong naturally heard it. Although she was a little angry at the misunderstanding that she was a mistress, she was not in the mood to pay attention to this now. After all, the situation was extraordinary. After listening to her mother's words, she was about to ask her father about the method of refining the gods.

But when she called Zhou Xingyun to ask, his unscrupulous father always talked about him, saying irrelevant words, just not refining the magic method. Finally, he said that he asked her to find time to take Zhao Yi home.

Zhou Rong had no choice but to decide to take Zhao Yi back to see Zhou Xingyun. Moreover, she became more and more curious about his identity. She didn't know why her father valued him so much and what was the relationship between them?

"At 6 o'clock tomorrow morning, wait for me at the school gate!" In order not to attract attention, Zhou Rong took out her cell phone and gave Zhao a message.

Zhao Yi looked at the information and said that tomorrow was Saturday, which was the first time he had a holiday after entering university. After thinking about it, he had nothing to do, so he replied with the word "good".

Although six o'clock is a bit early, it doesn't matter to Zhao Yi. Zhou Rong also planned to go back early in order to reduce unnecessary trouble.

Zhou Rong breathed a sigh of relief, and finally got to know the origins and outs of the method of refining the gods in Tianfu City. But I don’t know if Zhou Xingyun found the method of refining the gods. And since there were clues twenty years ago, why did the Heavenly Dao Palace come to China recently? Is there any mystery here?

Zhao Yi was also a little excited. He finally went to see this mysterious Zhou Xingyun. I don’t know how many secrets he knew and what his relationship with his master. The most important thing is where the method of refining gods in Tianfu City mentioned by Mr. Song?!

Both of them had their own thoughts and didn't listen much to the next class.

"Stay in Class 1." After the class, Meng Xinlan stood on the podium and shouted.

The students from other Chinese language and literature classes were released. The students in Class 1 couldn't help but start whispering, guessing what Meng Xinlan wanted to say.

"I have reported yesterday's incident to the school leaders, so now it takes some time for everyone. We will select the class monitor again and select other class committee members in our class." Meng Xinlan stood on the podium and glanced around, "From the class monitor, interested students can come on stage."

"What, why are you going to choose the class monitor again? What about He Wenhan's sissy?" Gao Wei was a little puzzled, looked at the classroom, and He Wenhan was not seen, and he couldn't help asking.

"There is no such person in our class from now on." Sun Wei said quietly.

"Ah? What's wrong with him? Is he a car accident? Or is he suffering from a terminal illness?"

Sun Wei ignored him and said to Zhou Rong: "Rongrong, it's true that God is destined to be the squad leader!"

Zhou Rong shook her head and said, "I don't have time, I will be very busy in the next period of time."

This is not a refusal, because Zhou Rong could already foresee that the Tianfu City would be undercurrents in the future. Although she promised her mother not to participate in this matter, she could not be completely out of the matter in the world.

"Did no one recommend himself?" Meng Xinlan asked again when she saw that no one came on stage.

"I think Zhao Yi is more suitable!" a girl shouted at this time.

"Yes, yes, Zhao Yi has connections and ability, and he is still a sensible figure in the school. It is the most suitable to be a class monitor." A student echoed.

After someone started, other students in the class also spoke and expressed their agreement.

When these students saw Zhao Yi know the "young master" of the Song family, they all thought he was a big shot and hoped to have a good relationship with him.

"I'll go, Zhao Yi, what's going on in my life when I'm not here? Why are you so popular?" Gao Wei was a little stunned when he heard the support from his classmates in the class. This time it was really popular.

Meng Xinlan was also a little surprised, then looked at Zhao Yixiao and said, "Student Zhao Yi, why don't you follow the public opinion?"

Zhao Yi stood up helplessly and said, "Thank you all for your kindness, but I have to deal with some private matters next. I can't get rid of myself and don't have so much energy to take care of the class, so I'm sorry I can't serve as the class monitor."

"Why are you busy with something?" Bai Mao, a professional complaining emperor, said again, "You won't make an appointment with Zhou Rong, are you?"

"Oh, I remember, I'm not busy, Teacher Meng, I can be the class monitor!" Gao Wei didn't care about asking Sun Wei what happened, because he realized that his dream of becoming a class monitor was already in front of him. It was really an opportunity to be missed, and he would never come back.

After saying this, Gao Wei walked up to the podium excitedly and showed a narcissistic smile at the bottom. However, his right hand was cast, which made people feel that this was just a giggle and disabled person, and it looked a little pitiful.

Meng Xinlan's eyes twitched twice, but seeing that no one was on stage anymore, she had to say helplessly: "Since only Gao Wei is willing, then the position of the class monitor will be determined first."

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