Zuosheng High School, a high school known as the "money-burning school".

Zuo Sheng gathered a large number of sons of prominent families.

Zuo Sheng, who has only been a school official for more than 50 years, has cultivated hundreds of amazing and truly heavenly pride.

Encyclopedia, in-depth research, Zuo Sheng has the best team of teachers, and can be called a perfect teaching plan.

September 9th.

Zuo Sheng ushered in the beginning of the semester.

The autumn breeze is cool, and the sound of people and cars in front of Zuosheng School is noisy.

In the backlight, a silver-white car stopped fifty meters away from Zuosheng's school gate.

The window of the side seat slowly lowered, and the teenager in the car looked out the window.

The young man's black messy hair is close to his ears, with an abnormal sense of layering, deep black eyes, a straight and three-dimensional nose bridge, and a faint peach-colored lip lining the skin more fair.

"Young master, Zuo Shengnei can't drive, look..."Uncle Zhao in the driver's seat explained to Wen Dao in a somewhat embarrassed tone.

Wen Dao bowed slightly, indicating that there was nothing to do.

After a while, Wen Dao unloaded his seat belt and got out of the car.

Uncle Zhao also hurriedly got out of the car, went to the back of the car with his hands and feet, opened the trunk and skillfully took out Wen Dao's suitcase, closed the trunk, and the whole action was done in one go.

"Young Master, do you want to go in now?" Uncle Zhao, who had some wrinkles on his face and was slightly old, had a very respectful expression on his face at this time.

Wen Dao took the suitcase from his hand, Uncle Zhao's slightly cloudy eyes widened slightly, and he couldn't help but speak: "Young master, what is this?" ”

Wen Dao looked at Uncle Zhao, his peach blossom eyes were a little light, and his tone was not light or serious: "What does Wen Bi tell you to do." ”

When Uncle Zhao heard this, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and he hurriedly explained to Wen Dao: "Young master, Miss didn't have one by one"

Facing Shang Wendao's eyes that seemed to have seen through everything, Uncle Zhao was suddenly dumbfounded, and the whole person became restrained.

Uncle Zhao is actually a strict and honest person, and Wen Bi did tell him something.

And it's something disgusting.

Uncle Zhao hung his head, not knowing how to speak.

He has his family, he has things he wants to protect, but when that becomes a reason to help others and ruin others.

It's ridiculous and ridiculous.

Wen Dao looked at his meticulously combed hair, and suddenly turned around with his suitcase: "Go back, I found out when I said I was going to do it." ”

Everyone has their own difficulties, and Wen Dao has no intention of thinking too much about him.

After all, this is his real life, and unlike him, Wen Dao is just a passerby.

Uncle Zhao looked up in surprise, and the young man had already taken several steps.

Looking at the young man's back, Uncle Zhao's eyes were slightly red and moist, and there had never been a moment when he felt so ashamed.

For the tolerance of gentleness, and for the soul that was previously twisted by himself.

Wen Dao didn't know how terrible it was that he was about to do those things to him, but Uncle Zhao knew that it could definitely ruin a person's life.

But Wen Dao easily forgave him and found a good reason for him in Wen Bien.

The young man was already far away, Uncle Zhao stood in place, bowed deeply in the direction of the young man's departure, and there were many surprised eyes looking at him next to him, and he didn't care at all.

On the other side, Wen Dao had already followed the route and found his dormitory building.

Wen Dao walked up the stairs and followed the dormitory number to find it, and along the way he met many friendly people, Wen Dao nodded at them one by one in response to their enthusiasm. After walking for a while, I finally saw 308, Wen Dao pushed the door open, and there was no one.

He was the first to come.

Wen Dao dragged his suitcase in, the dormitory was large and clean, and it seemed that the school had sent someone to clean it in advance.

There are a total of eight beds in the dormitory, divided into bunk beds, and eight separate computer desks and wardrobes.

When I opened the back door, I found one on each side of the shower room, and walked into one of the shower rooms, which was divided into two compartments by a half-one-person high wall.

Wen Dao frowned, if the person in the other compartment was a prank and climbed the wall to peep...

Wen Dao turned back, thought about it, picked a bed near the shower, chose the lower bunk, put the suitcase and began to organize things.

After getting everything done, Wen Dao went to the sink to wash his hands, came back and took a book and read it for a while, and suddenly heard the sound of something falling, and at the same time, Meow Meow said excitedly in his mind: "Lord Wen Lord Wen, I feel the breath of the master!" ”

Wen Dao's eyes were deep, and he looked in the direction of the door.

There was a young man standing against the light.