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After breakfast, a group of eleven people got into three cars and began to march towards the C outside the martyr's tomb.

The Martyrs' Tomb is only about three kilometers away from the center of the Sha District, and you won't even jump by taxi. So within a few minutes, the familiar martyr's tomb was already in sight.

Xizheng and Cwai live next to each other, separated by only one wall. However, the West Politics is ahead of the C. So when he was about to arrive at Xizheng, Wang Bo stopped in advance and put Liang Ya on the commercial street of the martyr's tomb one or two hundred meters away from the gate of Xizheng School.

In these years, it is already very good for ordinary people to have a Santana to drive, and the family must definitely be considered a wealthy class. A tall and beautiful young girl jumped out of a BMW, which immediately attracted the attention of countless passers-by, who secretly guessed the girl's identity and the relationship with the owner. Now people's thoughts are still relatively simple on the whole, the "famous saying" of "I'd rather cry in a BMW than laugh on a bicycle" has not yet been born, and beautiful girls recognize "godfather" has not yet become popular, so everyone around, including many students passing by Xizheng and C, looked at Liang Ya with curiosity, surprise and envy, but there were no other strange thoughts.

But despite this, Liang Ya still felt very embarrassed, and was glad that Wang Bo put her down in advance. If Wang Bo drove all the way to the gate of Xizheng and was seen by countless classmates who rushed to school in the morning to see her jumping out of the BMW, I don't know what kind of turmoil and discussion it will cause. Liang Ya hurriedly shook her hand with Zhong Jiahui who was sitting in the back row and Wang Bo in front, and even her mother and her fourth aunt who were sitting in the Audi car a few meters behind did not say hello, and hurriedly left Wang Bo's BMW, as if it was not a luxury car of more than one million, but a monster that wanted to eat people.

"Bye Xiaoya, what's the matter to call!" Wang Bochong waved his hand at Liang Ya, whose face had become a little ruddy at some point, and said very happily. He could understand the girl's state of mind at this time, so he thoughtfully let the other party go ahead of time.

The three cars continued to move forward, passed through the gate of Xizheng, and passed a short tunnel of about 20 meters, and the steering wheel turned to the left.

After fifteen years, through countless time and space, Wang Bo finally came to his alma mater where he spent four years in his previous life, one that brought him a lot of joy and touch, increased a lot of knowledge, broadened a lot of horizons, and at the same time, left countless regrets and melancholy.

"I'm here, alma mater. Through the front window, looking at the red stone engraved with the school's Chinese name and English abbreviation on the right side of the school gate, and the three towering stainless steel flagpoles behind the big stone, Wang Bo took a deep breath and said silently in his heart.

Behind the school gate outside C is a gentle slope about three lanes wide. When Wang Bo arrived, there were just two welcome buses returning from the train station in front of him. As soon as the bus stopped, a large crowd of men and women from all over the country was spat out. There are those who are the same size as Wang Bo, and this is naturally a student. There are also middle-aged men and women the same size as his parents, needless to say, they are also parents who come with their children to report together. The students and their parents poured out of the bus, shoulder-to-shoulder, and walked into the university campus with a sense of novelty, excitement, and at the same time some trepidation. Because there were so many people pouring out at once, the sidewalks on both sides of the lane could not accommodate it, and many students and parents with trailers and mouths crowded into the lane.

Wang Bo lowered the speed of the car, cautiously passed through the gate of the school, and did not honk the horn, but just walked slowly with the flow of new students in front of him. The gate outside C, he has not been in and out a thousand times in his previous life, but he has been in and out hundreds of times in his previous life, but every time he uses his legs, drives a car with four wheels, and it is also a very conspicuous luxury car of more than one million yuan to enter the school, but it is the first time in his life before and after, and the mood is quite wonderful. High-spirited, high-spirited, the king returns...... There is almost no mood that I have fantasized about before, but I have a sense of embarrassment, shyness, and embarrassment. Wang Bo subconsciously took out a pair of sunglasses in the central control storage box that could cover half of his face, and quickly put them on the bridge of his nose.

With the black sunglasses, a sense of security and tranquility arises.

At this time, Wang Bo began to understand why many big stars wear sunglasses when they go out, not to make people unrecognizable, but to add an illusory sense of security to themselves.

"Ah, Wang Bo, look, there's a banner in front of you welcoming you!" Just when Wang Bo was reflecting on himself in his heart, and felt that it was not radical and wrong to drive to report to C outside this time, Zhong Jiahui in the back row suddenly exclaimed, pointing to the banner above the front.

Wang Bo looked up, and sure enough, at the end of the gentle slope, with the help of trees on both sides of the sidewalk, a welcoming banner was raised:

Warmly welcome Wang Bo Zi'an, a famous young writer, composer and lyricist in China, to study in SC Foreign Language College!

Wang Bo was stunned to look at the big red banner that was huge, eye-catching, and impossible to ignore as long as he entered from the school gate, and only thought of two words in his heart:

I/!

"Hehe, Wang Bo, look, a lot of freshmen are stopping to watch! You haven't even entered the school, and you're already famous! How about it, do you have a feeling that I'm proud of you?" Zhong Jiahui looked excited, and smiled and joked about Wang Bo.

Wang Bo looked at both sides of the car window, and sure enough, many students and parents of the students with the trailer box stopped and looked at the eye-catching red banner above their heads. Most of the students' faces looked extremely surprised and had expressions of disbelief, apparently unaware of the news. And after the surprise, the surprise turned into excitement, a look of honor and pride.

In addition, even some old students were watching, pointing at the banner. The expressions on the faces of the old students were much richer. Shocked, unbelieving, and then also starting to get excited. Some even pulled out their phones and started texting and making phone calls to report the shocking news.

However, there are also some students who disagree and sneer. It is not known whether their ridicule was directed at the name on the banner, or at the banner itself, or at the person who hung it.

Wang Bo's heart burst out again:

"I/"!

"Jiahui, do you have a mask on you, if you do, quickly put it on for me!" Wang Bo made a panicked look - not exactly a performance, at least half of it was his reaction to his state of mind at this time.

Needless to say, his funny words once again made Zhong Jiahui behind him tremble with joy and cover his mouth.

The battle was so big that Wang Bo didn't dare to drive directly to the registration point of the English Department. After entering the campus, he took the lead directly towards the office building of the faculty and staff, planning to find a place with few people to put the three cars in place first, and then reappear himself.

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"Hey, Xie Jia, did Wang Bo receive it? After receiving it, he didn't rush to take him to report to the office, and took him directly to the office. Secretary Liu of the college called just now and said that he wanted to meet with Wang Bo. On the fifth floor of the office building of the foreign faculty and staff, in the office of the head of the English department, Peng Shuangquan took the microphone and asked Xie Jia, the first-year counselor of the English department.

"Not yet, Director—ah, Liu ...... Secretary Liu wants to see Wang Bo?" Xie Jia opened his mouth with an incredible expression. Secretary Liu Yuan is the secretary of the party committee outside C and the leader of the school. As an outstanding student, she stayed outside C for four years, and she has never seen Secretary Liu meet any student alone. On the first day of Wang Bolai's registration, he was received by Secretary Liu, and he really deserved to be the biggest student in the entire C Wai!

"yes! Your idea to receive ha. When the other party arrived, he was taken to the office as soon as possible. Peng Shuangquan said.

"Yes, Director. I'll keep an eye on ......" Xie Jia nodded as she walked towards the wall in front of the teaching building. There were too many students and parents who came to report at the reception point of the English department where she stayed, and the noise was like a vegetable market, which affected her answering the phone.

However, just as she left the reception point and turned her back to answer the phone, she didn't notice that three cars had slid briskly past her.

A few minutes later, Xie Jia came back after answering the phone, while directing a group of sophomores and juniors and a few freshmen who had registered in advance who were called over by her to help, and asked them to do a good job in the reception of newcomers, while looking in the direction of the school gate from time to time. Peng Shuangquan only told her that Wang Bo would come to report today, but he didn't say whether he would come in the morning or afternoon, whether he would come by car or by car. Xie Jia, who had just started work, was also a little afraid to ask questions, and had no choice but to stand at the registration point of the English Department from eight o'clock to wait for the rabbit, and did not dare to leave for a moment. (To be continued.) )