Bianjing University, referred to as Bianjing University, has a history of more than 100 years.

Faculty of Letters, a large classroom on the second floor, with hundreds of seats.

On the teaching platform, a teacher with a good temperament has a little white silk in his short hair.

At this moment, she was finishing the lecture, holding the frame of her glasses, and softly announcing the end of class to the students.

Just as the students were leaving the classroom, a young man in cloth came in through the back door, staring at the teacher on the teaching platform with deep eyes.

Ning Bei's fingers trembled slightly, Qin Huilan in her memory has not been seen for thirteen years now, how old is she!

The mother in my memory, her hair hung down on her shoulders, but today she changed to short ear-length hair.

Especially the wheelchair under the seat pierced Ning Bei's heart.

If he knew that his mother was still alive, why would he Ningbei only return to Bianjing today!

If you know, on the day you become king at the age of seventeen, Ningbei will come back!

Ning Bei settled down and walked towards the lecture platform.

Qin Huilan noticed something, suddenly raised her eyes, her eyes were red, tears flowed in two lines, she opened her mouth and lost her voice for a long time, and finally cried: "Bei'er! ”

A call, full of thirteen years of sad thoughts.

Mother and son have been separated for thirteen years!

How many thirteen years are there in life, and when they separated, Ningbei was only seven years old!

In the blink of an eye, I turned twenty this year and missed the growth of Ningbei.

Qin Huilan was worried about Ningbei day and night, but she didn't dare to contact him.

Ningbei's pace is very steady, step forward, and kneel down on both knees!

"Mom!" Ning Bei's voice was hoarse.

Qin Huilan was in a hurry: "Bei'er, get up quickly, you are not allowed to kneel ......"

I haven't seen it for thirteen years, and there are too many words in my throat, but suddenly I can't talk about it.

"Mom, is Dad okay?" Ningbei didn't pay attention to outsiders at all.

Qin Huilan's anxious worry was all on her face: "Your father is very good, who asked you to go back to Bianjing, the Ning family knows that they will definitely not let you go, now leave immediately and go back to the north!" ”

"Mom, think about it, if I don't have the ability to protect myself, how can the third uncle let me come back."

Qin Huilan calmed down, thinking that this was indeed the case, but she was still worried in her heart.

Ning Bei pushed the wheelchair and left the classroom.

On campus, Ning Bei pushed his wheelchair and looked at the loving smile on his mother's face and the gray hair on his temples.

He whispered, "Mom, you're old! ”

"Silly boy, how can there be an ageless person in the world, thirteen years, and in a blink of an eye, my Bei'er has grown up!" Qin Huilan turned her head and tears fell quietly.

Ning Bei said, "I'll let you stand up again!" ”

Qin Huilan held Ning Bei's hand, as if she was worried that her child would leave her again, and as for standing up again, it was no longer important.

The important thing is that as long as she can see Ningbei again, she is already satisfied.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion not far away: "Kneel!" On your knees! ……”

Ning Bei followed the prestige and saw a group of students surrounded in front of him.

Through the gap in the crowd, a school worker and a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes could be vaguely seen standing among them.

"Hey, do you think Old Man Ning will kneel today?"

"That's necessary, he's going to lose his job if he doesn't kneel! Anyway, Principal Li was quite damaged today, deliberately threw cigarette butts on the ground, and said that Old Man Ning didn't clean up. ”

In the crowd, the burly body of the school worker was lying on his back, his head hung deeply, his sideburns were as white as frost, and in the face of the students' coaxing, his somewhat dark face was red with embarrassment, and his lips were pursed, but he did not speak.

He was the eldest son of the second generation of the Ning family!

The heir to the head of the family that has been decided a long time ago!

Now doing this job, I have suffered a lot of humiliation, and I am afraid that I have already committed suicide by jumping off the building.

Opposite him, a man in a suit and leather shoes wore gold-rimmed glasses, his tall and thin body was straight, and he said impatiently: "Didn't you hear me clearly?" If you want to keep your job, kneel down and beg me, do you kneel or not? ”

This person is the vice president of Bianjing University, Li Shusheng.

Without waiting for the burly man to respond, the students' cries rose higher and higher: "Kneel! On your knees! ……”

"I kneel, I kneel......"

The burly man's head was buried lower, and he bent down to kneel.

Suddenly, a pair of broad, powerful palms supported him and helped him to his feet.

The burly man was stunned for a moment, for ten years, he was accustomed to losing his dignity in this school, and he was submissive, and he had never encountered true kindness.

When everyone saw him humiliated, they would only laugh at him, and now, who would be able to stand up and help him?

When he looked up and saw Ning Bei, he was stunned at first, and finally lost his voice: "Bei'er? ”

"Lao Ning!" Qin Huilan sat in a wheelchair not far from the crowd, looking at this scene, she couldn't hide her excitement.

"Dad!" Ning Bei said in a low voice, his nose was sour and he almost cried.

He Ningbei is known as the god of war in the north, and he is a figure who can be named a god in the world.

But the king of Taning North is also a human!

is also a son of man, and he also knows that he is cowardly and has feelings.

Ningbei never thought that a family of three would have a reunion.

"Who are you? Dare to meddle in my business. ”

Before the father and son got together, Li Shusheng scolded loudly.

Ning Bei glanced at him and slowly walked over: "Tell me who you are again?" How did he offend you? You have insulted him like this! ”

Li Shusheng shook his clothes, stroked his myopic glasses, and snorted coldly: "I am Li Shusheng, vice president of Bianjing University." As for him, he's just a school worker, what should I do, can you handle it? I don't care who you are, get out of the way if you know each other, or I'll call the security guards! ”

Ning Bei sneered: "Principal Li? What a big official authority! ”

Ning Canglan came back to his senses, pulled Ning Bei's sleeve, and said in a low voice: "Bei'er, forget it, let's go!" ”

Li Shusheng is forty-five years old, which seems to be very big, but compared to his peers, he can sit in the position of vice principal, and there must be something behind it.

Ning Canglan didn't know Ning Bei's current identity, so he just said that he should not be remembered.

Ning Canglan and Qin Huilan have been alive all these years, but they dare not contact Ningbei.

That is knowing Yi Ningbei's character, knowing that the couple is still alive, and they must return to Bianjing.

How could the Ning family let him go!

Ke Ningbei whispered: "Dad, if he insults you, he insults me!" ”

Anyway.

Ningbei turned around and the tiger roared in Bianjing, and the sound was rolling, resounding over the entire Bianjing University.

"Ten years of outside the northern border, eight thousand miles of clouds and frost, and now I have returned to Ningbei, can I be called an honor to return to my hometown?"

Ningbei has a thin body, dancing cloth clothes, and a strong voice.

Spirit Sword Lu Guiyi stood on the top of the literary building with his sword in his arms, his demeanor was outstanding, and he shouted: "It's worth it!" ”

"Looking at the world, who dares to be king?"

Ning Bei asked again.

The sound exploded in the vast sky, like muffled thunder, and more than 10,000 teachers and students heard it, looking from the classroom doors and windows.

Zhang Zhongyuan's sideburns were rough, his eyes were round, and he shouted: "Only King Ningbei!" ”

Who dares to be the king in the world, only the king of Ningbei!

Ning Bei asked again: "Although I am cloth, can I be worthy of a northern god of war?" ”

"The god of war in the north, the overlord Ningbei, deserves it!"

Xiling Marquis Guo Baifeng walked like a tiger and appeared on campus.

Thousands of black-clothed guards, with black cloaks dancing behind them, their steps are uniform, and the murderous aura is permeated, startling the maple leaves fluttering in the sky.

Thousands of people are wearing black scarves, their eyes are blazing, and they look at Ningbei with fanatical faith.

Thousands of people knelt down on one knee, inserted their war knives into the floor tiles, and clenched their fists and shouted: "See the King of the North!" ”