This is the first time Pan Jingcheng has talked to Pan Dongdong in class, Wang Yan was stunned when she heard it, and only then did she react after noticing someone outside the window.

Pan Dongdong didn't seem to hear it, and buried his head in answering the question. Wang Yan stopped writing and was out of her mind for a long time.

After the last test, Ma Wangye took Chen Mo's handing over the white paper as a negative teaching material and talked about it for a long time in class 3, foaming at the mouth. Most of the classmates knew that the "embryo killing" that Ma Wangye said had an unusual relationship with Pan Dongdong, so they cast their eyes on her. Pan Dongdong was extraordinarily calm, looking back one by one, until no one dared to look at her again.

Wang Yan always believed that Pan Jingcheng would be interested in Pan Dongdong sooner or later. Both of them are so outstanding, and they happen to be surnamed Pan, in the eyes of others, they are a bit like brothers and sisters from the same aristocratic family.

"It's not okay to always hand in blank papers, do you want me to help him make up for the lessons?" The way Pan Jingcheng finally broke the deadlock made her hear something strange - so direct, this is a silent mockery? Or...... Is he jealous?

When things began to develop in the expected direction, Wang Yan found that her mood was full of despair. Since she was at the same table with Pan Dongdong, she has gradually become accustomed to being covered by the other party's light, and she has never expected to be paid more attention to. Recently, Pan Jingcheng's eyes have often been cast, but she has a little more self-confidence that she doesn't dare to admit, and she always feels that her heart is filled with faint joy, and the sprout of emotions has quietly broken through the ground.

Now, she thinks no one in the world is more ridiculous than herself.

After school, Wang Yan walked out of the teaching building in despair, didn't want to wait for Pan Dongdong, and didn't talk to anyone. When she arrived at the station, she watched the bus home come and slowly drive away with a bunch of passengers who had managed to squeeze in, without moving from beginning to end.

It was supposed to be like this, squeezing together with those mediocre people is my life.

She thought coldly, and was about to get on the second bus, when she saw the familiar Mercedes stop on the side of the road, and with one hand sticking out of the window, she beckoned to herself.

At this moment, Wang Yan's heart almost stopped.

She didn't remember how she got to the car, but when the door opened, Pan Jingcheng said in that characteristic calm tone: "You go to the front and sit." ”

"Oh." Wang Yan's ecstatic mood cooled down slightly.

"I don't mean you." Pan Jingcheng leaned over and grabbed her hand.

Luo Li bowed to Wang Yan after getting out of the car, didn't dare to look at her, and hurriedly sat in the passenger seat. Wang Yan was a little distressed when she caught a glimpse of the timid look on her face, but that warm and powerful palm quickly diverted all attention.

At 7 p.m., the revolving restaurant on the top floor of Hang Lung Tower was nearly full. In the soft light, well-dressed guests whisper, waiters open champagne with a muffled "pop", and the wine gurgles, all in a laid-back tone that is free from the hustle and bustle.

The scene in front of her made Wang Yan a little dizzy, the violin sound was melodious and pleasant, she couldn't understand what the song was, she only felt like she was dreaming. Pan Jingcheng intimately pulled out the chair for her, just like in the movie. Two elegantly dressed girls next to him were watching this side, as if they were fascinated by Pan Jingcheng's handsomeness and demeanor. Wang Yan glanced at them, lowered her head, and found that there was a rose on the table, which was delicate.

"Would you like to pair your meal with some white wine?" Pan Jingcheng's smile is always so sunny and clean.

Pan Jingcheng didn't call Luo Li when he got out of the car, and Wang Yan didn't know if it was a two-person world that he deliberately arranged. She had never been so alone with a boy, and she knew that it was a bit inappropriate to drink, but she couldn't say no anyway.

French Dinner, Roses, Music, Italian ......

Wang Yan got drunk quickly, and when she found herself lying on the big bed in the hotel, it was already the middle of the night. The completely unfamiliar environment frightened her, and when she stood up, she saw that her clothes were still in good shape.

"I haven't touched you yet, I'm only touching willing girls." Pan Jingcheng sat on the sofa by the floor lamp, and the outline of his face was like a sculpture.

Wang Yan trembled, met his gaze for a long time, and closed his eyes.

Pan Jingcheng walked to the side of the bed, leaned over, and his slender fingers slowly slid from the girl's lips to his chest, his movements were gentle, but there was an indescribable cruelty in his eyes.

The first class in the morning was the language of the female head teacher of Black Silk. Wang Yan was nearly ten minutes late, and the head teacher's face was very ugly. When Wang Yan walked into the classroom, her steps were very small and her movements were stiff, as if she had accidentally fallen and injured her legs and feet. She had several bruises on her neck, which could not be concealed despite the high collar of her coat. Some of the boys exchanged glances and let out a low coaxing sound, Wang Yan hooked her head and walked to the desk, blushing slightly, and glanced at Pan Jingcheng behind her.

Pan Jingcheng was taking notes, his expression focused.

"Swallow, what's wrong with you?" Pan Dongdong asked a little worriedly.

Wang Yan didn't look at her squarely, her expression was a little strange, "Thank you, Dongdong, I'm fine." ”

The cold performance of the same table is unprecedented, and when class is over, Pan Dongdong just wanted to ask again, but Wang Yan got up and walked out of the classroom. There was a strange roar on the campus, and more than a dozen sports cars broke through the doormen who wanted to stop them, and drove straight to the front of the teaching building, and the streamlined bodies reflected the proud light in the sun.

These sports cars did not have Yancheng license plates, and after the red Lamborghini in the lead stopped, a man and a woman came out, both young people in their twenties. The man looked up at the silent crowd upstairs, lit a cigarette, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Pan Shao, we're coming to play with you!" ”

There were more and more students watching the excitement in the corridor, and under the gaze of countless eyes, Pan Jingcheng walked to the two of them and greeted them with a smile. More than a dozen sports cars suddenly roared, surrounding him in the center, and a group of young people who came down shouted and shook hands with him one by one, looking extremely affectionate.

"Who are these people, any car will cost millions, right?" The students were in awe.

Ma Wangye had just come to the second floor from the academic office to prepare for class, and when he saw the scene downstairs, he couldn't help but be speechless, and then saw Chen Mo, and suddenly became angry, "Little bald head!" It's Thursday today, why haven't your parents come to school yet? Are you taking Lao Tzu's words as a fart, huh? ”

His voice was so loud that it caught everyone's attention. Wang Yan looked at Chen Mo's reprimand, and suddenly smiled faintly at Pan Dongdong, "Dongdong, in fact, I still have one thing better than you." ”

"What did you say?" Pan Dongdong was worried about Chen Mo and didn't understand what she meant.

Wang Yan had already turned her head and looked at the beautiful son in the car formation, her eyes were full of tenderness. Pan Dongdong looked along her gaze and was immediately stunned, only then did he recall many details of his usual time.

Chen Mo didn't know why Chen Qingyan hadn't come yet, and just wanted to make up a reason to send Ma Wangye, but the phone was buzzing, it was an unfamiliar number.

"It's Chen Mo, right? Your Grandpa Chen asked me to come, what floor will I go to find you? The other party asked.

"Second floor." Chen Mo replied in the scolding of Ma Wangye, and soon saw a middle-aged woman in her forties, pushing a bicycle and walking towards the teaching building, holding a mobile phone in her right hand. The road had been blocked by a group of cars, and she had to pass through the group of young people, and Chen Mo heard several guys scolding on the phone, probably feeling disturbed.

The middle-aged woman found a corner to park her bicycle, and when she reached the second floor, she saw Chen Mo who was holding a copycat machine in her hand, and she smiled apologetically: "I'm really sorry, I'm late." ”

Chen Mo had seen a lot of photos of her at Chen Qingyan's house, and immediately bowed.

"It's not your parent, is it?" Ma Wangye glanced at Chen Mo, habitually rolled up the textbook and tapped it in his palm, looking at the middle-aged woman, he always felt a little familiar, "Have we seen it somewhere?" ”

"Hello, Chen Mo learned painting from his father, and I am his senior sister. Originally, my father was going to come today, but he accidentally twisted his ankle during morning exercises, so he temporarily replaced me. I don't know what happened to this kid at school, can you tell me about it? The middle-aged woman asked politely.

Ma Wangye was annoyed, and trained people with his hands behind his back, "I asked the parents to come, what are you doing here?" What sister sister? Huh? Isn't this a pastime for Lao Tzu?! ”

The middle-aged woman was smiling all the time, and when she heard Lord Ma even say "Lao Tzu", her brows sank slightly. She had no conspicuous place from head to toe, she looked ordinary, dressed plainly, and pedaled a pair of old flat-heeled leather shoes. But it was this slight change between her eyebrows that made her seem to be a different person, not angry and arrogant.

Ma Wangye was shocked by that aura, and subconsciously turned his head, not daring to look at the other party's eyes. Principal Li, who was passing by the corner of the second floor, inadvertently glanced at this side, stepped into the air on the spot, got up and trotted over with his forehead covered, completely sluggish from his voice to his expression, "Secretary Chen, why are you here?" I'm Xiao Li, you used to visit the school and shook hands with me! ”

"Hello, Principal Li." Chen Mulan pushed Chen Mo to the front and said with a smile, "I'm here for him today." ”

"Mom, it's the secretary of the municipal party committee!" The students who stood closer had already recognized Chen Mulan, who often appeared on TV, and they had no doubts at the moment, so they couldn't help but shout out loudly.

The whole corridor was "banging", and I don't know who took the lead, and the students applauded desperately. The people's hearts are the scales, and the practical things that the female secretary has done for Yancheng in the past two years are obvious to all, and the people often sigh when they watch the news. Chen Mulan looked extremely happy at the spontaneous salute of the students, and said many "thank you" in a row.

The news spread quickly, and several floors were sensational, and the second floor was crowded. A group of young drivers didn't know what was going on, but suddenly from the focus of their eyes to no one paid attention, their voices were much quieter, those who shook their legs no longer shook their legs, and those who sat on the front cover of the car and played cool also stood up, all a little uncomfortable.

Wang Yan's face was whiter than death, and she heard the female secretary's words more clearly than anyone else: "I'm here for him today." ”

For Chen Mo? The secretary of the municipal party committee came to the school for him? Do I really have one thing better than Pan Dongdong?

Wang Yan took a deep breath and kept her composure, not wanting to let herself lose her posture in front of Pan Dongdong, but her hands trembled slightly. Pan Dongdong also didn't know how Chen Mo knew the female secretary, and while making up his mind to force a confession, he looked at the table next to him, his eyes were gloomy.

Principal Li personally led the way and invited the female secretary to the office. Chen Mulan took Chen Mo's hand, walked on the stairs and saw that his collar was crooked, so he stopped to help straighten it out, his eyes fell on his head full of scars, and he couldn't help but show a look of love and pity, like a real mother.

Ma Wangye followed behind tremblingly, saw the opportunity to pull Principal Li, and whispered with a sad face: "Principal, I'm finished, you save me......"

"Say something!" Principal Lee was impatient.

"I ...... I just called Lao Tzu in front of the secretary, I don't know, I really don't know that she is the secretary! Ma Wang Ye dragged his already weak legs, as if he was about to kneel down at any time.

Principal Li was stunned, stared at him, squeezed out from between his teeth and replied, "You like to call Lao Tzu so much, why don't you look for me first?" I'll call you ancestor directly, dear. ”