In Song Qiao's body, Wu Tao saw a lot of shadows of Aunt Hua.

If it weren't for the reckless running over now, it would be more like it. Because Aunt Hua is stable at all times, as if she was born with elegant attributes.

"Sister Qiao, as the manager of a huge hotel, are you excited to be like this?" Wu Tao opened his mouth with a little reproach, but it made Song Qiao feel a special closeness.

Running until Wu Tao came to him, Song Qiao stopped, until his undulating chest calmed down, and then he joked happily: "Boss, to be honest, I have never been so excited even when a high-ranking official comes in person." ”

"I say this like the Emperor of the Earth. Wu Tao also smiled.

Song Qiao led Wu Tao towards the leisure sofa area in the corner, and said, "Boss, our hotel conditions are good. Do you want to open a presidential suit and enjoy it?"

"Then you don't have to, it's a waste of my own resources, I'd better live at home. Wu Tao waved his hand.

"That's okay, you can live here, and you must eat in our hotel." Song Qiao said in a resolute tone, "I'll tell the kitchen to prepare." As he spoke, he picked up the walkie-talkie in his hand and called.

Wu Tao waved his hand again and again: "Don't be in such a hurry, I'm going to go to the school to have a look." ”

"It's okay, don't delay!" Song Qiao still ordered.

The two chatted again, and Wu Tao left the Beijiang Hotel. It didn't take long for me to sit in the Rolls-Royce, and I arrived at the east gate of Beijiang Middle School.

Looking at Vacheron Constantin on his wrist, it should be extracurricular activity time at this moment.

So I got out of the car, took off my watch, put on my Lotus phone, and walked into the campus like an ordinary person.

Autumn is getting deeper.

The school is still the same, and the younger students in the first and second years of high school are cleaning up the fallen leaves and branches in their respective sanitary areas.

Fight and be carefree.

Walking through the bleak Crescent Lake and coming to the unique senior high school teaching building, the atmosphere suddenly became different.

The gloomy building, the oppressive air, as if not taking a step, are all stressed.

Even during extracurricular activities, the classroom was still quiet and audible, except for the occasional rustle, except for the slight nervous panting.

Senior 3 class, outside the window.

His seat was still empty. There were no books or pens, but they were spotless.

As for the adjacent seat, Zhao Li lay there and slept soundly. It's just that the contours of the pretty face are getting thinner and thinner, and I feel like I'm working hard.

However, his position was not occupied by others, and Wu Tao felt a little surprised.

Although this position is a bit biased and a little reflective to look at the blackboard, it is a proper front row. Especially now that we are in the third year of high school, there are a lot more people in the classroom than in the second year of high school.

The desks have been lined up in front of the blackboard at the back, and it seems that there are many repeaters and borrowers.

"Old ...... Boss?!" Wu Tao stood in front of the window like this, and was soon discovered by Yang Zili in the front row.

The guy tightened his glasses, couldn't help but stand up, and came over, almost lying on his face for recognition and scanning.

"Lao Yang, you are enough. Wu Tao slapped the old face with sunken eye sockets and acne-ridden back, supported the windowsill and jumped lightly into his seat.

At this time, Sun Xiaoyu also turned around, "Oh my God, it's really you, Wu Tao." I always thought it was the old class standing there, waiting to catch us for breaking discipline, and it scared me to death......"

Saying that, Sun Xiaoyu was about to wake up Zhao Li, but was stopped by Wu Tao's boo.

There were also other students in the classroom who found out about Wu Tao's arrival, but because of the constraints of discipline in the self-study class, they could only secretly lower their voices and discuss, not daring to make a noise. I was afraid that the elusive old class would suddenly appear in front of him.

Sitting in his seat, his breathing gradually relaxed, as if everything around him had slowed down, and even the pretty face next to him was becoming clearer and quieter.

"She offended a lot of people in the class in order to keep your position. Just when Wu Tao was full of emotion, Sun Xiaoyu came to say this leisurely.

Wu Tao smiled bitterly, she was still so domineering.

But it's overbearing and inexplicably exciting.

The desktop was empty and spotless, Wu Tao opened the drawer casually, and then he was suddenly stunned.

The drawers are not empty, nor spotless, but full of portraits.

One after another, stacked seemingly haphazardly, filled the entire drawer.

It's all your own way.

Side face, positive face, Wei Guangzheng's face, the face of the first grade, the face of the women's volleyball coach, the unyielding face of the old class, the soft face of stroking Xiao Xiaotian, and even the face that pretends to be a deep snicker......

Damn, when have you ever been so obscene?

Wu Tao was not angry, but he couldn't get up.

There are so many paintings, which makes his heart suddenly heavy.

It's a little prickly, a little wet.

Until there was a snap, a sudden loud noise, Wu Tao's drawer belly was pressed by a five-fingered dexterous slender hand next to him.

For a while, the students in the entire classroom were all looking for prestige.

Inexplicably, I only saw the inexplicable tension between Zhao Li, who had just woken up from a big dream, and Wu Tao, who had fallen from the sky.

"You, don't look at it!"

Wu Tao no longer bothered to lift the drawer, and shrugged his shoulders with both hands, "Anyway, I've seen everything, what can you do with me?"

The next moment, Zhao Li decisively withdrew her hand, and said like a machine gun on her mouth: "Show you, show you, what can you do with me?"

There's no reason to say this, I didn't plan to do anything with you.

"You've lost weight!" Mr. Wu said.

"You don't care. Zhao Li twisted her head to the side, but a layer of mist couldn't help but appear in her smart eyes, and it didn't take long for tears to fall down.

The female devil actually cried? Many students in the class secretly looked at this side, and they were puzzled in their hearts.

Wu Tao took out a handkerchief from his arms and handed it over, "When you see me, you don't have to cry with excitement, right?"

"You're shameless!"

"Nonsense, I have such a handsome face, how can I not want it. Wu Tao's answer was very nonsensical.

"Oily Tone!"

"As long as it's not a lie. Wu Tao said that the old god is here.

Finally, there was a pop, and a laugh came from the side. Suddenly, the whole classroom brightened up a little.

Yang Zili quietly hooked his head, and at an angle that Zhao Li couldn't see, he gave Wu Tao a thumbs up!

"How long can I come back this time?"

"It's hard to say. Wu Tao shook his head, "The key is to see if my friends in my hometown welcome me!"

"Hmph, how long do you want to live, it's my business!"

"Then you still ask?!"

"I'm happy, I'm willing, I like ......" Zhao Li's series of short sentences sprayed over, and even the army of real bodies was overwhelmed.

forced Wu Tao to retreat to the corner, raised his hands slightly, and reluctantly admitted defeat, "Okay, you won......"