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Chapter 4 Everyone has his own ambitions

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    A breeze blows, and a cloud emerges from the blue sky to block the scorching sun, bringing a touch of coolness to the hot summer.

    Xing Lie scratched his somewhat messy hair and looked back at Liu Ye's sin-inducing back. As he slowly turned back, he looked at those who were still looking back to laugh at him. The honest expression on his face disappeared.  .  His pupils became deeper and deeper, like an endless sea that could stir up violent storms and at the same time swallow up any creature that dared to offend its territory.  The expression on his face also became arrogant and uninhibited, and his body naturally showed the aura that he could do even if thousands of people were there. He exuded the kind of boldness and freedom that could not be found at his age, the kind of heroism and freedom that could see through life and death.

    And this just happened in a moment, Xing Lie stepped towards the gate of the school.  The honest expression returned to his face, as if it was just an illusion caused by the heat.

    As soon as Xing Lie walked out of the door, three very wretched guys appeared in front of him: "Fourth, how are you? How are you?"

    These three guys belong to the same dormitory as Xing Lie. Yang Pengfei is a fat man with small eyes. If you don¡¯t look carefully, you might think he is sleeping.  Wearing a sleeveless vest on the upper body, shorts on the lower body, and slippers on the feet, even if he stood in the shadow of the wall, he was still sweating profusely.

    The other one is Liu Qiming, a tall man with a round waist and a tall build. He speaks Mandarin with a Sichuan accent.

    The last one is called Wang Yu. He is about 1.8 meters tall. He is wearing black casual clothes and the leather shoes on his feet are polished. He stands there very neatly, tall and handsome. However, Xing Lie stands in front of him and looks like a poor man.  A short, pure loser.

    Wang Yu is a standard rich second generation, but this guy is a weirdo. His existence has completely subverted the image of the rich second generation in people's minds, and he has no consciousness of being a rich second generation.  He doesn't race cars, drink alcohol, go to bars, or play games. The old man in the family is one of the first people to get rich. He must have an asset of more than one billion, but he is very stingy.  The most important thing is that this bastard's academic performance puts those guys who call themselves academic masters to shame.  There is also something that Xing Lie despises very much. He does not have the shamelessness of those rich second generations. When he sees the girl he likes, his face turns red and he stutters when he speaks.

    Xing Lie stretched out his hand in front of Wang Yu: "I have already given away the flowers, bring the money!"

    Wang Yu¡¯s eyes lit up and he said excitedly: ¡°Did you say those words?¡±

    Xing Lie said: "No!"

    Wang Yu scolded: "Fuck, you didn't say you still wanted money?"

    Xing Lie¡¯s face showed that kind of innocent smile: ¡°You said you would give me two hundred yuan as long as you send the flowers, but you didn¡¯t say you had to bring the words.¡±

    "No!" Wang Yu turned around and ran away, but Yang Pengfei and Liu Qiming blocked his way.  The two of them shook their heads, clenched their fists with their hands, and had very lewd smiles on their faces.

    Wang Yu turned around and said with a smile on his face, "Fourth brother, I didn't bring any money today. How about I promise to give it to you tomorrow?"

    Yang Pengfei grinned, and the fat on his face trembled: "Third brother, I have seen stingy people, but I have never seen such a stingy person like you. You are a chicken, and you are also an iron rooster."

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    Wang Yu grinned: "Second brother, second brother, please be gentle, can't you give me the money?" After saying that, with a pained expression on his face, he took out two big sticks from his pocket and handed them to Xing Lie crumpled.

    Xing Lie took it, held it up and looked at it, and nodded with satisfaction: "We have to use force, why bother."

    Liu Qiming waved his hand: "Let's go eat hot pot."

    Yang Pengfei cursed: ¡°Fuck, it¡¯s such a hot day, you¡¯re going to eat a shitty hot pot!¡±

    "Then what do you want to eat?" Liu Qiming asked dissatisfied.

    Xing Lie took out a cigarette from his pocket, flicked his thumb under the cigarette case, and a cigarette jumped out of the cigarette case, drew a perfect arc in the air, and fell accurately into his mouth.

    "Go to Lao Liutou's place. On such a hot day, he can cook a few side dishes and get a box of beer. This is what his mother calls it."

    The four people wandered away. They didn't notice that there were two people standing on the roadside opposite the school gate.  They wore military uniforms but not their military ranks.  But you can just feel that they are soldiers, the kind of real soldiers who crawled out from among the dead.  Especially the aura exuding from their bodies. As soon as they get close, that indescribable sense of oppression will hit their faces.

    "Yang Luo, the boy who is thicker than you is Rong Zhenhao's son?"

    Yang Luo curled his lips and said, "You Ye TianmingShe seems to be no thinner than me.  "

    "Ha!" Ye Tianming laughed, "It seems like that boy is a good prospect."

    Yang Luo sighed: "As far as I know, his mother remarried, and he now takes the surname of his adoptive father, Xing Lie. He doesn't like to be a soldier, and his mother won't let him be a soldier because of Rong Zhenhao."

    Ye Tianming also sighed: "That's such a shame, such a good seedling. If we send him in, his future achievements will definitely not be lower than ours."

    Yang Luo said softly: "Everyone has his own ambitions. Since he doesn't like to be a soldier, let him go."

    Ye Tianming took out a cigarette and threw one to Yang Luo, then lit one himself: "Then what are you doing here today?"

    Yang Luo took a puff of cigarette and said, "I just came over to see him. He looks pretty good now, so I feel relieved."

    "Dad!" At this time, a seven or eight-year-old boy ran over to Yang Luo.

    "Slow down!" Yang Luo hurriedly squatted down and picked up the little guy who threw himself into his arms.

    In the distance, Wang Tong was sitting in a wheelchair. Bei Yinyao pushed Wang Tong over with a smile on her face and walked slowly over. Then the two of them said hello to Ye Tianming.

    "Brother Ye!"

    Ye Tianming smiled and nodded: "You guys can go shopping as a family, I'm leaving."

    Wang Tong said: "Call my sister-in-law, let's have a meal together."

    Ye Tianming said: "No, let's go to the airport and then return to Jinling."

    Yang Luo shouted: "Let me know when you are coming."

    Ye Tianming waved his hand without looking back. Yang Luo suddenly realized that someone was missing and asked, "Where is Yang Siluo?"

    Wang Tong said angrily: "He ran away. In a blink of an eye, he disappeared and the phone was turned off."

    Yang Luo said helplessly: "Hurry up and ask someone to find him. What should we do if something goes wrong?"

    Wang Tong rolled his eyes: "Don't you know what your daughter is like? If she doesn't bully others, she's a very good person. Who can bully her?"

    Yang Luo rubbed his nose, and the little guy in his arms shouted: "Dad, I'm hungry!" Then he looked at Bei Yinyao, "Mom, I want to eat KFC."

    Bei Yinyao said with a straight face: "You can only eat it on Sundays, have you forgotten?"

    The little guy's eyes were red and he looked at Wang Tong pitifully, "Mother Tong!"

    "Yo yo yo!" Wang Tong held the little guy in Yang Luo's arms, "Look, look, this is an grievance. It's okay, your mother won't let you eat, so Tong's mother will take you to eat."

    Bei Yinyao said helplessly: "Just spoil him."

    Wang Tong said with a smile: "With a KFC, if you eat one more meal or one less meal, what's the problem?"

    Yang Luo pushed the wheelchair, Bei Yinyao took Yang Luo's arm and walked forward, slowly disappearing at the end of the street.

    (The little boy will explain it later) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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