At this moment, the whole audience was shocked and confused.
The school leader, Wang Hao, was swollen into a pig's head and fell to the ground miserably, trembling and twitching.
In all these years, he has never suffered such humiliation.
"You..." Wang Hao trembled and spat out a word from the gap in his mouth. Because his teeth were all polished off, he couldn't even speak.
"Pfft." He was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of bloody blood. It was so miserable.
Everyone at the scene felt confused.
At this time today, in front of everyone.
This person beat Director Wang, and beat Old Wang into a pig-headed face.
This is simply.
Chen Zongheng's eyes were dark, he took out a square towel and slowly wiped his palms.
After wiping his palms clean, he took out a cigarette and lit it.
Then, he looked around.
Deng Deng Deng.
All the teachers around the school subconsciously took several steps back.
This man is simply a devil.
He took back his leather shoes leisurely and contentedly.
At his feet, Wang Hao was trembling and vomiting blood, with almost only half his life left.
"What are you all standing there for?" Chen Zongheng raised his head slightly and looked at the stunned and stunned group of female performers on the stage.
"The show continues." He took a deep breath of cigarette and said slowly.
The expressions on the faces of the girls were slightly twitching.
It felt like someone was holding a knife to my neck.
Then, the music continued to play.
The girls on the stage, watching and forcing him, continued to hold the microphone and sing.
The dancing girl trembled and twisted her body and continued dancing.
The whole scene was too inexplicable and weird.
Chen Zongheng turned his head and looked around at the group of students in the audience.
At this time, most of the students stood up from their seats, shocked by the scene in front of them.
"Everyone, sit down and continue watching the show." Chen Zongheng looked around, his voice calm and indifferent.
At that moment, the entire row of students in front sat down tremblingly without saying a word.
Then, right after, all the students in the audience sat down again.
They were so uniform that no one dared to stand.
Just kidding, this man...even the school leaders dare to beat him up!
He said sit down, who dares to stand?!
Chen Zongheng's eyes were dark and he continued to return to his seat in the auditorium.
Calm down, smoke, and watch the show.
This look, this gesture.
It was as if there was nothing in the world that could move him.
No matter whether it's a tyrant, a villain, or a ferocious dragon... in front of him, they are just like... ants.
His name, in this era, is king.
At this moment, the entire music party is still going on.
But the faces of everyone in the audience were extremely ugly and complicated.
The performers' singing voices on the stage were all trembling.
Everyone, including thousands of students present, all looked at the elegant and calm figure in the audience.
A complex and horrifying atmosphere floated in it.
Under the autumn frost, he hesitated and slowly returned to the seat next to him and continued to watch the show.
If we say, the performance in the first half was still due to the needs of the event.
Well, at this moment, the second half of the performance is entirely for Chen Zongheng alone...
Finally, half an hour later.
This performance came to an end amidst everyone's panic.
There was no applause, no cheering.
Everyone is panic-stricken.
On the ground, the bodies of leaders Mo Jiaming and Wang Hao had been rushed away to the hospital by several security guards.
Only the bloody blood on the ground remained, exuding a fishy smell.
Chen Zongheng stood up, holding a cigarette in his mouth, with one hand in his trouser pocket, and walked slowly outside the venue.
The little girl followed him under the autumn frost, with a complex expression on her face.
"Wait a minute." At this moment, a complicated and hesitant female voice suddenly came from behind.
Yuan Li's pretty face was complicated, and she ran up gently.
She stood in front of Chen Zongheng with mixed emotions, like a little elk, "Um... today... thank you for helping me out."
Chen Zongheng's eyes were calm and he glanced at her lightly.
"Little things." This was the first time he spoke to a strange woman.
Based on his personality, if a strange woman approached her, he would probably... not take any notice of her at all.
But today, for the first time, he actually spoke.
"Where do you live? I'll take you back." Chen Zongheng took a deep breath of cigarette and spit out eight words calmly and indifferently.
Although the words are short, the information that can be revealed is very long.
Under the autumn frost on the side, I was already a little stunned.
this.
what's the situation??
Bingshan pretty girl actually took the initiative to ask... to send a strange girl home??
At this moment, all I could feel under the autumn frost was that my head was full of jealousy... and it surged up instantly.
Why?
Just because Yuan Li is beautiful?
Isn’t this pretty boy so ungrateful?!
As a man, how can you do this?!
"She lives in the girls' dormitory of the school. She doesn't need you to send her there. She can go back by herself. Let's go back quickly. I'm already sleepy." Qiu Shuangxia stepped forward, took Chen Zongheng's arm, and said coquettishly.
It seems that he is demonstrating to Yuan Li... See clearly, whose man is this?!
Yuan Li on the side has beautiful eyes that are a bit complicated.
She turned around slightly, feeling a little gloomy, and was about to leave.
"I'll take you downstairs."
But at this moment, Chen Zongheng suddenly spoke.
The scene was a little quiet.
Under the autumn frost, her beautiful eyes widened in disbelief.
What's going on with this iceberg pretty boy today?
Then, Chen Zongheng personally accompanied Yuan Li to the downstairs of the girls' dormitory.
"We're here, let's say goodbye." Chen Zongheng spat out a few words, still as indifferent as a mountain.
Turn around to leave.
Standing downstairs from the girl, Yuan Li bit her lips lightly and said hesitantly, "Wait a minute. Can I save your mobile phone number?"
"No, he has a very special status and his number will not be given to anyone casually." Qiu Shuangxia directly refused on his behalf.
Just kidding, can I give a man’s phone number to anyone?
"180-0012-1111." But, suddenly, Chen Zongheng spoke calmly and reported his mobile phone number.
Under the Autumn Frost: "..."
Yuan Li hurriedly took out his mobile phone, quickly wrote down his number, and then saved it.
"What do you call a note?" she asked cautiously.
"List."
Chen Zong replied with one word, turned around and left.
The beautiful eyes under the autumn frost were a little complicated. She glared at Yuan Li jealously, then turned around and followed Chen Zongheng...
Yuan Li was left alone, standing blankly downstairs in the girls' dormitory, her beautiful eyes looking at the figure that gradually disappeared at the end.
Her eyes were moist.
For the first time, someone stood up for her.
She will remember this man.
…
Late at night, when the moon is full, the love is deep.
Return to the villa estate.
Chen Zongheng was sitting alone on the rooftop of the villa, holding a bottle of red wine.
He raised his head and looked at the night sky with bright stars.
A full moon hangs high.
When is the end of the world?
The temples are blooming with beauty.
He took out a yellowed photo from his suit pocket.
In that photo, there was a strikingly beautiful face of a young woman.
That woman and the Yuan Li I met today were almost as if they were carved from the same mold.
Exactly the same.
Apart from their temperaments, their looks almost overlap.
"Xiaojie..." Chen Zongheng stroked the photo, and an unprecedented complexity flashed through his pupils, which was the tenderness in his eyes.
"I met someone who looks very similar to you... She is almost exactly the same as you when you were studying..."
"It's a pity that she is more cowardly than you..."
Chen Zongheng took a big gulp of wine, and his eyes were already moist.
I recall my childhood in the army that year, with iron-blooded tenderness and youthful shadows.
He would never forget that beautiful figure in his life.