Chapter 21: Rong Lang is a male god

Yan Ting turned the corner of the teaching building and saw the person sitting on the vermilion wooden chair, the bits and pieces of sunlight hit him through the treetops, blurring the mottled shadows of the trees, and the corner of his shirt was slightly blown by the wind, and the simple design highlighted the person's posture and elegance.

The white horse, in the valley of the sky, gave birth to a bunch, and its people were like jade.

The ancients did not deceive Lao Tzu, Yan Ting sighed, took out his mobile phone and took a photo, and suddenly he didn't want to destroy this beautiful scenery, but he just didn't want to, and the steps under his feet never stopped.

"Tut-tut, the first of our grades is hiding here, too, that group of hungry elementary school girls, they can peel you off. ”

Totally schadenfreude sounds.

Speaking of women, it's really scary, especially in this era of worshipping both beauty and strength.

Rong Lang was in their eyes, it was a fragrant cake, and just now someone was standing outside the classroom door shouting: "Male god, I'm going to give you a monkey." ”

At that time, the people in the classroom were shocked for a long time, and the teacher's face was red and white on the podium, and he wished that a few books would be smashed over.

Rong Lang rubbed his temples, those group of schoolgirls were really ......

There are also a few senior sisters who pretend to be school girls, and their green eyes look at him hairy, making him feel like he is not wearing clothes.

Yan Ting looked at Rong Lang like this, and felt a little funny in his heart, since this person became easy to talk, the girls in the class seized the opportunity to come to him, and the grade even set up a Rong Lang support club, which really made people cry and laugh.

Not to mention, this person is really attractive, probably like the kind of elegance and indifference after the vicissitudes of life, such a charm, and there are a few girls who parry it.

......

At Phoenix High School, you may not know what the principal's name is, but you must not know the name Rong Lang.

This is the person who has won the school's big and small awards, from speech contests to English competitions, from the Olympics to talent shows, and where he has killed the seniors in seconds.

There are often senior sisters who joke in the post bar, "This junior brother is simply a walking murder weapon in the world." ”

There are many people who echo at the bottom, but no one is unconvinced, because this person not only wins, but often throws off the second place, and almost after the first place, the remaining level is almost the same.

Yan Ting looked at the strings of "male god, male god" roars in the school post bar, and then looked at someone next to him with a calm face, and pretended to type a few words calmly.

I met Rong Lang, love eyes (with the photo just now)

At the end, he pretended to be calm and swiped the screen, and sure enough, after a while, everyone began to scream.

Retrospective 2166: Ahhhh

The summer when the wind blows: the landlord, hand over the photos and don't kill.

Xinghuo: The landlord is male or female?

......

Yan Ting looked at the replies to the post in a short period of time, and occasionally there were foreign schools who asked weakly inside: "Who is Rong Lang?"

Soon, there will be a group of people scrambling to popularize science, all kinds of award-winning photos, various grade rankings, and in the end, this person will slap the table and shout: ", awesome." ”

Is...... Dumbfounding.

"Are you bored?"

Rong Lang looked at someone who couldn't help himself with his mouth covered and laughing, took his mobile phone and looked at it, first stunned, and then laughed too.

The afternoon class passed quickly, and as for the evening self-study, the school has always adopted a voluntary mode, but Rong Lang has never been there.

As soon as he got out of the school, he found the car parked outside, different from the model Xi Zhan sent him home last time, but the small flag was still majestically inserted in the front of the car.

The black car window slowly fell, but the face revealed was not Xi Zhan's, the man sitting was like a battle-hardened sword, solemn and calm, and the dark eyes on his ghostly face stared at him, and said with a little uncertainty: "Your name is Rong Lang?"

Rong Lang looked at this person calmly, and had a faint guess in his heart, the Xi family, Xi Jing, he had only seen him once from afar in his previous life, if Xi Zhan was a legend in the mall, then this person was a myth in the army.

"I am. ”

Rong Lang nodded slowly, not because of the other party's momentum, but instinctively with respect for the soldiers.

When Xi Jing heard the other party's answer, his heart exploded all of a sudden, all kinds of strange thoughts were mixed in his heart before he came, but seeing that the other party was a minor, he couldn't wait to raise Xi Zhan's ears and scold the beast.

His face was pitch black, looking at the clean young man in front of him, and the calmness that did not match his age made him look sideways.

If you cover this person's face, no one will think that he will be this age, but ......

Xi Jing gritted his teeth, no matter how calm he was, he was still a minor.

Closed the car window, leaving an inexplicable look on his face, and the car drove towards Shengshi like eating Xuanmai, thinking that he would have to fight with the other party a few times this time to calm his anger.

So everyone in the prosperous world knew that there was a black-faced person who came to the president that day, and he met and killed the gods all the way, and the cruelty of the means made people frightened.

Outside the office, the high-level executives only heard the sound of "ping pong" inside and the occasional roar of "Xi Zhan, you beast!!", which shook their hearts and livers.

After an hour of silence, there was a sudden silence, and then the office door was opened, and the vigorous man strode out, his face bruised.

The president behind him is not much better, but it is different from the man's forbearant face, and the ripples on the president's face make people want to throw eggs on it.

Xi Zhan touched the bruises on the corners of his mouth, and hissed in pain, tsk, he was really ruthless.

Luo Jin withstood the pressure, looked at the injury on the president's face, and said, "Boss, what are you going to do over there?"

Speaking of business, Xi Zhan's hand touching the corner of his mouth was put down, and his eyes suddenly became dark, and the people around him who were not afraid of death to watch the excitement had long since dispersed, and the huge top floor could be heard at this time.

"Don't worry, I'm sure Rong Lang will notice something even if he loses his memory. ”

He is not such a stupid person, maybe when he comes back, the matter of the Rong family will have been resolved.

What he was afraid of was the things that were hidden behind him, Rong Lang's identity, and the panic of not being able to grasp the situation.

Luo Jin looked at Xi Zhan like this, and suddenly felt that the love of that Lao Shizi was really magical, which could make a person who was complacent everywhere suddenly become so troubled and lost.

This man has always been proud, but now that there is really such a person who dominates his joy and his worries, he is suddenly very curious, what does that Young Master Rong look like.

——

"He's really treating himself as a dish!"

Rong Shihua held the phone that was hung up, and his face turned red.

Chen Baiyuan really opened his mouth this time, he didn't block his mouth with 40 million last time, but this time he asked for 200 million, and he was not afraid of death.

Rong Lang sat quietly on the sofa, still thinking about the fact that he had just met Xi Jing, and always felt that there was something wrong with the other party's eyes looking at him, like the kind of compassion that watched the prey step by step into the trap without knowing it.

sighed, a person like Xi Zhan, love is love, undisguised, bold and enthusiastic, as long as you know a little bit about him, you will see something.

It's just that he and Xi Zhan are the hunters and who is the prey, and who can tell clearly.

Rong Shihua glanced at Rong Lang, who was sitting on the sofa without saying a word, and suddenly became a little angry, last time he asked him to accompany Gu Fan, but no one said anything.

After raising chess pieces for so long, if it is useless, he does not want to keep them.

"The young master of the Gu family who I saw last time, what did you talk about?"

When Rong Lang heard this, he suddenly let out a low laugh.

"What else can we talk about besides life and ideals?"

Rong Shihua frowned, does this mean that nothing happened? With Gu Fan's temperament, it is impossible to let Rong Lang let him go home well.

Thinking of this, I was a little irritable, things have really been going wrong recently, first Chen Baiyuan, I thought he was not too much in the Feng family, but recently he has openly suppressed other shareholders.

Did Chairman Feng go crazy? He actually let Chen Baiyuan mess around.

Then there was Gu Fan's side, the bid for the land that was supposed to be good was given to the Rong family, but the other party was good and temporarily repented, so that the Rong family's previous oath was all taken as a joke.

"Dad. ”

Rong Qirui's voice came from outside the door, with irrepressible joy in his voice.

Rong Shihua's face was a little better, this son had never let him worry about it, and the methods in the mall were as good as him.

"What are you so happy about?"

"It's just that I've been running into something interesting lately. ”

Rong Qirui replied, with a faint light in his eyes, the corners of his mouth hooked, and an expression of victory.

Rong Lang lowered his head to drink tea, the tail of his eyes hooked up a trace of arc, and he smiled sarcastically, there are always some people who are overconfident and think that everything is under their control.

In fact, as long as you think about it, you will find a lot of loopholes, but he is used to the feeling of being in control of the overall situation, so used to never doubting himself.

Rong Shihua looked at Rong Qirui sitting on the sofa, he hadn't seen him for a few days, the other party seemed to be a little depressed, and there was a faint black shadow on his eyelids, but his spirit was very good.

Puzzled, he looked his whole body up and down, except for looking a little empty, there was no big problem, but he inexplicably felt that something was wrong.

Could it be that I am thinking too much......

Rong Qirui picked up the cigarette case on the table, took one out slowly, lit the fire and put a hand on the sofa leisurely, just took a puff and frowned, and threw it in the ashtray.

Rong Shihua let go of the doubts in his heart, and suddenly thought of the two people who made him gnash his teeth.

"Chen Baiyuan called again, this time asking us to invest 200 million. ”

The voice was calm, but it was not difficult to hear the anger hidden inside.

When Rong Qirui heard this, his heart felt like a bomb, the last time was not enough, and this time it came again, this kind of insatiable person is really damned.

His eyes suddenly became a little scarlet, but in a moment, the red was suppressed, and the whole person was a little manic.

"Feng's problems have become bigger and bigger recently, and several major shareholders have broken out scandals one after another, and they seem to be inseparable from Chen Baiyuan. ”

Rong Qirui looked at Rong Lang, who had no sense of presence next to him, a little disdainful, something must have happened with Gu Fan last time, he could hide his emotions before, but recently he really looked at Rong Lang more and more unpleasantly, and he always felt dirty in the same room with him.

His eyes turned to look at Rong Shihua.

"What good is it for him to do this, the reputation of the Feng family has been damaged, and the stock has plummeted, but after all, he is also the one who holds the shares. ”

Rong Shihua nodded, he couldn't figure this out, he understood the exclusion of dissidents, but such a trick would hurt the enemy by a thousand and damage himself by eight hundred.