Blue Hotel.

The LED screen scrolls: Warmly welcome the three classes of students to gather for dinner, and wish the friendship of the students evergreen.

In the hall is a huge poster with a group photo of the members of the basketball team when they win.

Among them, the core, the middle, and the most prominent figure is naturally Zhao Wentao, and the other players, including the coach, are scattered around him, like green leaves with red flowers.

In the second row, there was a boy who could only see half of his head, and his face was stopped by the players in the front row, and he couldn't see it at all.

If you weren't an acquaintance, you wouldn't have recognized who this person was.

Jiang Han pursed his lips unhappily, and glanced at Zhao Wentao, who was in the crowd not far away and was complimented by everyone.

Not surprisingly, he did 80% of this thing.

It's so shameless.

It's shameless.

Because the blocked figure is Jerry Chen, who has made great contributions to the basketball team at critical moments.

Inexplicably, Jiang Han thought of a sentence: put the knives and guns in the warehouse, and put Manan Mountain. The cunning rabbit dies, and the lackeys cook.

"Zhao Wentao, don't you think such a low-level technique is very shameless?"

Jiang Han couldn't help but walk over and pointed to the poster and said to Zhao Wentao.

Suddenly, everyone's eyes fell on her and also on the poster.

Zhao Wentao is wearing a white shirt, black trousers, a red striped tie, and mousse spray on his hair, dressed like a successful person.

There is still a little bit of a student.

He held the red wine glass in his hand, shook it slightly, looked at the poster, the corners of his mouth hooked, and he was very proud.

But he said regretfully: "Squad leader, you said this." You really can't blame me for this, who called Jerry Chen short, what can I do if I am blocked by a group of tall people!? ”

He shrugged his shoulders as he spoke, with an innocent expression.

Jiang Han obviously won't believe his lies, Jerry Chen is short? Just kidding, Jerry Chen is more than 1.7 meters tall, about the same height as Zhao Wentao.

It is true that there are relatively short basketball players who are placed next to a group of basketball players with an average of 1.8 or 1.9 meters, but they are not so much that they can't even show their faces.

And with so many angles, I must have taken a lot of photos, why did I use this one as a poster and enlarge it here?

Only a fool will believe Zhao Wentao's words.

"Squad leader, Zhao Shao is right, he didn't take pictures, what does it have to do with him."

"It's not, Zhao Wentao is in a good mood for us to eat, don't argue about this little thing."

"Jiang Han, aren't you interested in that Jerry Chen? Otherwise, how can you speak for him over and over again? ”

The classmates around Zhao Wentao spoke one after another, and since they were slapping around Zhao Wentao, they naturally turned to him.

Especially some girls, they pouted their lips with disdainful expressions, and looked down on Jiang Han.

In their opinion, Jiang Han is stupid, let a rich and powerful young man like Zhao Wentao not talk about it, and actually speak for a poor boy.

It's not a bad brain, but what?

Jiang Han's face was ugly by their words, and then he looked at Zhao Wentao's smug and smiling face, and he couldn't wait to punch him.

But reason made her suppress her impulse, snorted coldly, and said; "Zhao Wentao, does this poster have anything to do with you, I think you understand it very well in your heart, there is no need to pretend to be confused. It's all classmates, and your behavior will only make me look down on you more and more. ”

After saying that, Jiang Han turned around and left directly, and walked to her circle of friends on the other side.

Looking at her back, the smile on Zhao Wentao's face slowly disappeared, and the hand holding the wine glass became more and more powerful.

Fortunately, the material of the wine glass is good, otherwise he would have crushed it.

I also hated and annoyed Jerry Chen more and more in my heart.

"Zhang Ming, are you sure that Jerry Chen will definitely come?"

Zhao Wentao's eyes were gloomy and he looked at Zhang Ming, who was low-eyed and pleasing to the side.

Zhang Ming hurriedly nodded and said, "Of course, Jerry Chen was doing a live broadcast in the park last time, and he agreed to it personally." ”

When listening to him talk about the live broadcast, the corners of Zhao Wentao's mouth hooked, nodded with satisfaction, looked at him seriously, and said in a low voice: "Act according to the plan, you will be my Zhao Wentao's buddy in the future." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Ming nodded hurriedly, his face full of excitement.

He finally blended into Zhao Wentao's group and became a member of his core younger brothers.

"Jerry Chen is here!"

The voice of a classmate came from the door.

Zhao Wentao's gloomy face was instantly filled with smiles, and his eyes looked at the revolving door.

Jiang Han also heard the voice and couldn't help but look at the door.

Jerry Chen hadn't been to school for several days, and Jiang Han was a little worried about him.

Now that he appeared, she had to ask, what the hell did he think?

Is it possible to ignore your studies for the sake of part-time work?

Do you still need academic qualifications and certificates?

A figure appeared in the sight of the students, still wearing the same dick.

Inch hair, crumpled white shirt, white-washed cropped jeans, gray sneakers.

If you are carrying a snakeskin bag behind you, you are a young man who has just entered the city from the countryside.

The corners of some girls' mouths were already disdainfully hooked, and their eyes swept over Jiang Han, obviously looking at her jokes.

However, as Jerry Chen's figure became clearer and clearer, everyone's sneering expressions gradually disappeared, and their eyes involuntarily moved with his footsteps.

Jerry Chen walks very right, and his pace is very steady, giving people a feeling that every step is square and atmospheric.

It's not like a person walking, but an army is walking in a uniform pace, which makes people can't help but hold their breath and can't help but pay attention.

This is the effect of "King Kong is not bad", which can increase people's strength, physical fitness, and mountain-like aura.

Jerry Chen studied by himself for a day and a night, and he could only say that he barely got started. Don't say that sending and receiving is like a heart, even if you activate the divine power, it will not work from time to time.

It's a bit like Duan Yu's six-vein divine sword.

"Stop!!"

"Stop!!"

Suddenly, two security guards at the door stretched out their hands and stopped Jerry Chen.

The corners of Zhao Wentao's mouth hooked, this was arranged by him, since he knew that Jerry Chen would participate in this class reunion, how could he not make some small moves?

These two security guards are his handiwork, and he spent money to buy them out. Make it difficult for Jerry Chen when he comes in, making him lose face in front of the whole class.

"What's the matter!?" Jerry Chen's gaze swept to the two of them.

Under the shroud of divine skills, the two security guards only felt that what was standing in front of them was not a person, but a small mountain.

Oppression, full oppression.

The security guard on the left swallowed and spit, and instantly forgot what Zhao Wentao had explained in his mind, and he was silent.

The security guard on the right was calmer, swallowed and spat, and stammered; "I ...... Our Hotel ...... No...... People who are not properly dressed are not allowed...... Get in. ”

Jerry Chen's brows furrowed, he had planned to buy an outfit yesterday to make a good impression on Jiang Han.

But in order to learn "King Kong is not bad divine skill", he rewarded all the money to the Cassia Master, and he became completely poor and white.

Looking up and looking at the hall, the eyes of his classmates fell on him.

Zhao Wentao was smiling proudly, Jiang Han was holding his hands, there was anger in his eyes, and there was undisguised worry.

Taking a deep breath, Jerry Chen's gaze fell on the face of the speaking security guard, leaned forward, and said coldly; "What if I have to go in!? Do you dare to stand in my way? ”