Fortunately, Mingjiang City is a small town. When Lu Yang rushed to Gu Xiaowan's house, he found that no one was there.

Maybe Gu Xiaowan couldn't wait for her and had already gone to school.

The gatekeeper of Mingjiang No. 1 Middle School is an old man in his fifties. He has been guarding the campus conscientiously for more than two years.

"Hey...Hey...stop, which class are you in?" The guard stopped Lu Yang.

"Uncle, get out of the way, it's too late." Lu Yang wanted to rush inside.

"No, you have to register your information before you can get in!" The doorman was very responsible.

Lu Yang had no choice but to get out of the car and register the information.

The guard uncle took a look at the registration information: He Wenchao, Class 3, 4, Senior High School!

"Classmate, you said you are already in your senior year of high school, why are you still late? You have no sense of time." The guard began to educate Lu Yang.

Lu Yang said something: "Justice can be late, why can't I be late for school?"

Doorman:......
Chapter completed!