Chapter Eighty-Five: The Beginning

Cang Mo was still the harmless smile of the human and animal, but it made the teenagers panic, they were a little scared, after all, Cang Mo just said the truth, they didn't want to eat the cell. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Gee, no one sees it now anyway." Cang Mo stood up and clapped his hands. "We're not going to pursue it, let's talk about it, name? Age? Why the brawl? ā€

The teenagers reported their names one by one, and Cang Mo's estimate was right, they were all in high school, and they were all in their third year of high school this year, and the reason for the fight was also because of a girl.

"After all, he is young and vigorous." Cang Mo sighed a few words after the teenagers finished talking about the reason, he is in his third year of high school, and he is in the same grade as Cang Mulin.

"I'm in the third year of high school, can I learn better? You're all in your third year of high school, and you're about to take the college entrance examination, and you're still in the police station? Can your mom and dad be worry-free? Cang Mo said passionately, because of those teenagers, Cang Mo thought of Cang Mulin again, and when he thought of Cang Mulin, he couldn't help but want to say a few more words, just like teaching his younger brother to teach these teenagers.

"Uncle Policeman, we really ...... too"

"Stop, stop!" Cang Mo waved his hand, "What uncle?" We're only a teenager apart, so we should call me brother. ā€

"Okay, good, brother policeman." The teenagers laughed, and the atmosphere immediately eased a lot. "We really didn't mean to fight, but after all, there is brotherly righteousness, you said he robbed my brother's girlfriend, can we not fight?" The boy said, glaring viciously at the beaten boy in the corner. "Hey, we're here, this is the police station, be more restrained, don't fight in the future." The desert shouted loudly, and established majesty through this. He didn't want to meet these teenagers at the police station.

"Brother, I think you seem to have a younger brother, otherwise we would be so skilled in training people." One of the teenagers said, as if he was not afraid of the desert.

Cang Mo turned his pen and paused, if a person who had studied psychology could clearly see that Cang Mo's expression froze for a moment, but Cang Mo immediately eased up, and replaced it with that gentle smile: "Well, I have a younger brother." ā€

"How old are you?"

"Like you, it's a senior year of high school."

"How old are you, brother?"

"I'm twenty...... Feed! This kind of question is too sensitive. Cang Mo was about to answer, but there was a big turn.

"Cut!" The teenagers had boring expressions on their faces, and after a while, a few more teenagers asked Cang Mo: "Brother, which school does your younger brother go to?" ā€

"One."

"Xizhou No. 1 Middle School?" The teenagers' eyes widened and they looked extremely curious. But that's right, as the best high school in Xizhou City, No. 1 Middle School is always something to be proud of.

This is also the younger brother that Cang Mo has always been proud of, and has always been proud.

It's a pity now.

"Hmm." Cang Mo nodded in response, and finally put a bright smile on his face, as if his younger brother was still the younger brother he was at the beginning, and he was still the high-achieving student Cang Mulin, or an eternal good student in the eyes of the teacher.

"That's amazing!" The teenagers all came forward, their faces full of hope, and they looked very sincerely envious.

"Hey." Cang Mo smiled happily on his face, but he still didn't say anything, waved his hand, and said indifferently: "What is this, it's not worth mentioning." ā€

Come back, Mullin.

I don't want to keep imagining that it's still the beginning.

Because after waking up from a dream.

It hurts so much.

Heartache.