"Yes, Zhenren Chen, please go slowly." Ma Hui did not dare to invite him again, so he could only give him a respectful gift.
The Mid-Autumn Festival Gala was held at the stadium of Oak High School, and Chen Xuan was located directly at the stadium of tens of millions of yuan.
At this time, the stage of the stadium has been laid out, with brilliant lights and colorful lights. It would cost hundreds of thousands of oceans to be laid out on the stage of the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala alone.
On the stadium, many students, teachers, and parents have arrived, sitting in arranged seats, waiting for the party to open.
Chen Xuan walked around the crowd and came to the door of the lounge behind the stage. He wanted to visit the two sisters Yaoyao and Qinqin in advance.
However, the door of the lounge was guarded by several school security guards, so that no one was allowed to wait in.
Chen Xuan picked up his cell phone and prepared to call Yaoyao and asked her to come out and pick him up.
At this moment, several male students walked over, all of whom were dressed in beautiful clothes, all of which were worth hundreds of thousands of yuan. These teenagers were obviously top rich second generations.
One of the tallest boys with a cold and arrogant look was Zhuo Lingfeng, a storied figure in Oak High School.
However, the other teenagers are not smaller than Zhuo Lingfeng at all, and their family backgrounds are very strong.
One of the boys in British style suits said as he walked: "I heard that Long Yaoyao and Long Qinqin are going to go on stage to dance ancient style. I want to see what they look like when they wear ancient costumes."
"Ma Cong, I said, what do you want to bring us here? It turns out that we are coming to see our campus goddess." Another boy said, "Long Yaoyao and Long Qinqin are wearing ancient costumes, you can know without looking at them.
, definitely more beautiful than the beauties in costume TV series."
The young man who called Ma Cong swallowed his saliva and laughed: "Today I can see Diao Chan from Xishi with my own eyes, what does Diao Chan look like in ancient times?"
"Let's just take a look. With Mr. Zhuo here, do we dare to have ideas about Long Yaoyao? Also, you don't know. After the party rehearsal, the secretary's son Cai Hanliang suddenly asked the teacher who hosted the party to give it to
The two campus goddesses play the piano and accompaniment, and it is likely that they have fallen in love with the sister Long Qinqin among the sisters!"
"What?"
Several rich second-generations were suddenly in an uproar, their eyes full of surprise.
Originally, they felt that Long Yaoyao had been booked as her girlfriend by Zhuo Lingfeng, the number one male god in Oak High School, and no one dared to compete with him.
But there is another goddess Long Qinqin. Everyone is eager to try it out and want to give her a gift to her during the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala. Who would have thought that the son of the biggest leader in Tianhai City would fall in love with her?
This time, even the top rich second-generations were dejected, as if their beloved treasure had been stolen before they had been obtained. They all knew that they were not Cai Hanliang's opponent.
Ma Cong was born with a golden key in his arms and was doting all his life. He had everything he wanted since childhood. Even the secretary's son, he was not convinced. He immediately raised his chest and said, "What are you afraid of? If you pursue a goddess, everyone competes fairly.
What's more, Long Qinqin may not necessarily look down on Cai Hanliang."
After he said this, everyone's expressions were a little embarrassed because Zhuo Lingfeng was rejected by Long Yaoyao. Ma Cong's words meant a bit sarcastic to Zhuo Lingfeng.
However, Zhuo Lingfeng remained calm and said, "I am no longer worthy of Long Yaoyao. I advise you to give up earlier and don't have any extra thoughts about them."
"Mr. Zhuo, this is not like what you said!"
Everyone looked surprised. Zhuo Lingfeng, who had always been arrogant and arrogant, could actually speak self-deprecating words.
Ma Cong was also unbelievable, but he quickly showed a gloating smile and said, "It seems that Mr. Zhuo has been hit hard. Since Mr. Zhuo, you gave up pursuing Long Yaoyao, we have another opponent missing, so that's even more.
OK, I, Ma Cong, can definitely be worthy of the goddess, hehe!"
It makes sense for everyone to hear what he said. Although Long Yaoyao and Zhuo Lingfeng's level of suitors were dismissed, they still did not give up. The charm of the twin goddess is too great, which makes the entire Oak High School.
All the boys were fascinated by it.
Although it was reported a while ago that Long Yaoyao and Long Qinqin were the illegitimate daughters of the super big boss Long Fei, they were even kept by a mysterious man and became their masters.
But all this is a rumor for the top rich second generation like Ma Cong. They would never believe that the goddess in their mind would be that kind of person. And if they were really Long Fei's illegitimate daughter, who would have any
Affordable?
Seeing that this group of rich second-generation classmates were still eager to try, Zhuo Lingfeng shook his head, too lazy to explain anything.
"Okay, let's go into the lounge to see the two goddesses." Ma Cong took the lead in suggesting, and everyone else agreed happily.
When he walked to the door of the lounge, Zhuo Lingfeng saw Chen Xuan who was calling at a glance.
"Chen, Mr. Chen, are you here too?" Zhuo Lingfeng stepped forward and greeted in great awe.
Ma Cong and others were very surprised. How could Zhuo Lingfeng, the son of deputy mayor, be so respectful to such an ordinary boy?
Chen Xuan had already made the call and saw Zhuo Lingfeng coming, he said lightly: "You should know why I am here."
"Yes, Mr. Chen." Zhuo Lingfeng answered respectfully, then stood on one side, his arrogance was completely restrained, just like a servant of Chen Xuan.
Ma Cong and other rich second-generations could not understand it at all. Could this ordinary boy be the son of a provincial-level senior official? Otherwise, such a young man in his early twenties would not have made Zhuo Lingfeng bow his head and lowered his eyebrows.
"Who is he?" Ma Cong couldn't help asking.
Zhuo Lingfeng replied coldly: "Ma Cong, as you are, I am not worthy of knowing who Mr. Chen is."
"What do you mean?" Ma Cong suddenly became angry, "Just like this, he must not be a noble man. He is not worthy of knowing who I am!"
"Don't be disrespectful to Mr. Chen!" Zhuo Lingfeng shouted in a deep voice, bursting out the momentum of a young martial arts master.
Ma Cong was so scared that he took a step back. He knew that Zhuo Lingfeng was very skilled in martial arts. He was only eighteen years old and was accepted as a closed disciple by a famous martial arts school in Tianhai City. He was easy to beat them alone.
"Zhuo Lingfeng, although your family has power, my family is richer than you. Don't think I will be afraid of you!" Ma Cong said with courage and raised his voice.
The other rich second-generations also advised: "Mr. Zhuo, we have been classmates for three years, and the elders in our family have friendships with each other. There is no need to hurt the harmony because of an outsider, right?"
"The background and power of these people are all native chickens and dogs in Mr. Chen's eyes. I advise you to leave immediately and not disturb Mr. Chen's elegant mood." Zhuo Lingfeng said coldly. He knew that Grandmaster Chen was here tonight, so naturally,