The firmness of knowing leisure is twelve years. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Twelve years later, she sat in the classroom of Guangyan School, and occasionally remembered her original intention of studying, and she was dumbfounded.

"The war is won, have you heard?" A boy wearing a hat entered the classroom very excitedly: "Premier Duan is really prescient, now we can raise our eyebrows in front of those foreign devils!" ”

The news was like a bombshell dropped into deep water, and the whole classroom suddenly boiled.

"Duan Qi, this old guy, went to Germany to study, but now he has become a pro-Japanese faction. The Anhui system is estimated to be able to make a lot of oil and water from this war, right? ”

"The Anhui system is now in full swing, the south and the north are Qu, and Duan Qi's ability has long been given to his grandson Qu Shizheng. Duan Qi is also a good means, he actually threw his grandson into the army and didn't care about it for decades, in recent years, Young Marshal Qu has gained some reputation before he made it public that this is his grandson, and a group of old guys in the Anhui department are not convinced and have no choice, this discerning person can see what the status of this young marshal Qu is in the Anhui department. ”

Zhixian has never been a person who likes to discuss political affairs, and she is not interested in the young marshal they talk about or anything, and today's homework has been completed, she put away her books and walked out of the classroom.

I don't know when the snow fell outside, the wind was slightly blowing, and the crystal six petals were very poetic. Zhixian couldn't help but stretch her hand out of the sleeve of her coat, and her palm was cold, and she couldn't help but look up and chuckle. Walking along the path under her feet is a small lotus pond.

Guangyan School is a new style language school, most of the buildings are European style, the bell tower is high, as soon as you enter the door is a fountain, on which sits a sculpture of an angel playing a violin, if you don't pay attention to the road back and forth are black-haired and black-eyed Chinese, you think you have strayed into a school in Europe.

At that time, Fu Ping took Zhixian to visit many schools, and she fell in love with the lotus pond that was incompatible with the surrounding environment, so she came to Guangyan School to learn French. In the summer, a few lotus plants bloom gracefully, and they are not as lush as other densely packed lotuses. Summer is still so lonely, let alone winter when the snow falls.

The remnants of the lotus have long been bare stems, and the withered color contrasts with the snow on the pond, which is also a unique and lush beauty. The snow was a little dazzling after seeing it for a long time, and Zhixian touched his ears, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. How long has it been since I thought of him? It was also winter, and her Qingbai drew a lotus on her ear, which actually led the trend of the Daqing Dynasty.

She had long forgotten that she would never meet him again in this life, it was good that she didn't have to pay him back, she earned it.

Zhixian tugged at the corners of his mouth, wanting to laugh but without success. She turned around and walked to the school gate with her book in her arms, her face warm and cold. She raised her hand to wipe her face, but she bumped into someone unexpectedly, Zhixian subconsciously took a step back, bowed her head slightly and said in a muffled voice: "Sir, I'm sorry, are you okay?" ”

The man was so tall that she could only see his Adam's apple at eye level, and she walked away without waiting for him to answer.

Lin Yiguo stood aside and watched dumbfounded, and stepped forward and said, "Young marshal, this girl..." As soon as he got out of the car, he saw this girl in a red coat standing by the lotus pond recklessly, and the indescribable freehand figure in the snow formed a sharp contrast with the hurried expressions of the pedestrians around him, which actually made people have a bit of the beauty of the ancient lady's picture.

He came back to his senses and thought that the young marshal had gone away, but he never thought that the tall figure was still in front of him, and the pair of eagle-like sharp eyes under the low brim of his hat were actually looking in the same direction as he had seen before. He just wanted to make a joke, but he saw that the girl's eyebrows were a little gloomy coming this way. As soon as he stepped forward, he wanted to block in front of the young marshal, but he raised his hand to stop him.

Lin Yiguo was a little confused. This little girl looks like people can't be angry with her, even if she bumps into someone and apologizes casually and walks away without waiting for the other party to answer. I have to say something to defend this school, after all, it is the place where the old man appoints.

But he never thought that he just said lightly, "It's okay" and walked forward.

Lin Yiguo was stunned, today's young marshal is simply abnormal! He shook his head, and hurried to chase the tall figure in the snow.

Rao is a snowy winter night, Paramount is also flashing, and all the people in and out of the entrance hall are in suits and leather shoes. Zhixian was a student, standing at the door slightly abrupt, she brushed the snow on her sleeves, and was about to step up the steps, but she heard a bustle, and turned around to see a man with a big belly stepping out of the car, and was going to the door under a group of deflated people.

The doorman hurriedly stepped forward, but was violently pushed away by a gangster, and the doorman sat on the ground at a loss, and said wildly: "Go and ask your Miss Ping to pick it up in person!" ”

The doorman got up and bowed vigorously: "I'm sorry for you, our Miss Ping has never received..."

With a "snap", Xiao Qisan slapped him and scolded: "Damn, why are you so ignorant of lifting?" After he finished speaking, a group of people went up and punched and kicked them, and soon attracted a group of good people to watch.

Zhixian sighed, the doorman was only fifteen or sixteen years old, how could he resist this beating? In this day and age, it is really not easy to eat with a mouthful of food.

"Stop," she stepped forward with her book in her hand, her eyebrows cold, "How about I take you in?" ”

"Yo, when did Paramount come to such a little beauty? It looks like she's still a student girl," Xiao Qisan, who was the leader, looked lustful, waved his hand to make the people under his hands stop, and then looked at the pot-bellied man, and said flatteringly: "Fifth master, what do you say?" ”

The pot-bellied man glanced at her with contempt, turned the jade wrench on his thumb, and said, "This is full of Shanghai, how many people are worthy of me Fan Lianwu to lead the way?" Don't think that you can climb on the bed casually with a beautiful face, Lao Tzu is going to pay Ping today! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the surroundings were silent, and only the faint singing voice of the singer in the foyer could be faintly heard: "Little enemy, what are you doing, like a fool..."

Shanghai's two major gangsters, Hongmen Fan Lianwu Hong Gang Golden Hair, even three-year-old children know that these two Yama princes can't be provoked, this Fan Lianwu is not a good stubble, he is a family that relies on murder and robbery, notoriety, it is said that every time the wrench on his thumb turns, he will kill five people, and his nickname "Five Masters" is also like this. The golden hair is much more low-key than it, but the power cannot be underestimated, and the limelight of the Hong Gang in recent years has even faintly tended to overshadow the Hongmen.

The onlookers all looked at the girl in the middle, her eyebrow bangs were stained with a few snowflakes, and her eyes were still as calm as water. Rao is now being pressed by two gangsters, and there is no panic between his eyebrows, and he can't help but feel that others are obscene.