MTL - Kicked Out of the Rich Family at the Beginning-Chapter 37 0 Long Sword Storm (updated at noon tomorrow)

  Chapter 37 037 Long Sword Storm (updated at noon tomorrow)

  As soon as he looked up, the boy saw Chen Wei in school uniform.

  Holding the sword in his arms, he involuntarily took a step back.

   "What are you running for?" The girl next to Chen Wei kicked him.

  The boy's hand trembled, and the long sword in his arms almost fell off.

  Chen Wei raised his hand, and only stretched out his hand to stroke the sword in his hand: "Let me help you get it."

   "Thank you, thank you..." The boy handed the long sword to Chen Wei with trembling hands.

  Chen Wei took the long sword, pulled it out to look at it, gestured again, and sneered: "He likes this?"

  The voice is cold.

   "What are you still looking at? Why don't you hurry up?" The tall and strong girl beside her kicked him.

  The boy staggered and left as if fleeing.

   "What's wrong?" Xu Qian was surprised to see him flustered.

   "No, nothing." The boy shook his head frantically.

  Xu Qian squinted at his back, feeling strange.

  **

  Outside, Lu Xiaohan handed the two tickets to Bai Po.

  It is said that some employers came this time, and the school limited the number of outsiders in the auditorium for fear of any mistakes on site.

  Bai Po wanted to take the No. 12 bus to the library at the next stop, and Lu Xiaohan accompanied her to the bus stop.

  When passing by the intersection of the street, Zhang Shize's mother suddenly poked her head out from the flower shop, "Xiaohan, isn't Yang Lin with you today?"

   "She's at the milk tea shop." Lu Xiaohan and Bai Po stopped.

"Then can you give her this flower for me? Zhang Shize said that he seems to have caused trouble for her today." Zhang Shize's mother hurried out with a fresh lily, she closed the door of the flower shop, "flower garden They urged me over there, I can't wait for her to get off work today!"

   "Good auntie." Lu Xiaohan took the lily.

  Yang Lin will come here every Friday to buy a lily.

  Mother Zhang Shize knew that she liked lilies, so she specially left the most beautiful one for her today.

   "You go," Lu Xiaohan rubbed his nose and handed the flowers to Bai Po, "I'm afraid Yang Lin won't want it."

  Besides Bai Po, Lu Xiaohan has never seen Yang Lin take other people's things.

  Bai Po tilted his head to look at the elegant lily in Lu Xiaohan's hand. The color of the flower was snow-white, and the shape of the flower was novel, like a trumpet, with fresh water droplets rolling, and the green stems were graceful and graceful.

  Pure, beautiful and elegant.

   "Okay." She reached out to take it.

   Now that it is the rush hour after school, there are still many people in milk tea shops.

   "I heard that the milk tea shop has changed owners. The milk tea and pastries here are excellent. Many people come here because of the name." Lu Xiaohan commented.

  Bai Po: "..."

  Yang Lin is wearing a yellow coat from a milk tea shop, and wearing a mask, making milk tea for someone.

  As soon as he handed a cup of milk tea to the customer, a lily was stuffed in his hand.

   "Look at me," Bai Po slowly pulled out the earphones and put them on, raising his eyebrows, "Zhang Shize's mother gave them to you."

  Lu Xiaohan was amazed.

   When the two were about to leave, she suddenly heard Yang Lin whisper, "Wait."

  Yang Lin seldom spoke, her voice was so thin and soft that Lu Xiaohan almost thought it was an auditory hallucination.

   About five minutes later.

  She handed the two prepared cups of milk tea to the two, lowered her head and said softly: "The boss here has doubled my salary, and the milk tea money will be deducted from it."

  Not only that, every day the dessert master of the milk tea shop will bring back some unsold pastries for Yang Lin.

  Yang Lin turned around and went back to continue business.

  The boss has hired several employees. She is not busy at all with her three-hour part-time job every day, and she can still find time to memorize vocabulary.

   "I want a rainbow mousse cake..." The middle-aged woman reported a series of names.

  Yang Lin went to the back to get the cake.

  The master cake maker had already rested. He took off the hat on his head, glanced at Yang Lin, and waved his hand: "Go and tell them that the cakes are sold out."

   After finishing speaking, he turned around neatly, put the two cakes on the backstage into a plastic bag and tied them, and threw them on the chopping board, "It's useless, remember to take it away after get off work at night, you can throw it in the trash if you don't eat it."

   After speaking, he took off his white coat and went out through the back door with his mobile phone.

  Yang Lin also heard his whisper, "Damn, how did I offend him? I was sent here to make cakes for five hours a day. I don't like making cakes anymore. I hate making cakes..."

  **

  Two tickets, one for Jiang He and one for Bai Ji to take home for Ji Heng.

  When she was driving to the library.

  Ming Dongheng and Chen Ju brought Jiang He to the library entrance.

  When Bai Po arrived, Chen Ju complained to Ming Dongheng while smoking a cigarette, "I managed to find someone to meet him yesterday, and his subordinates told me that he was going to help an old grandma repair the gate? You just said it was out of the question?"

  Ming Dongheng stood two steps away coolly with one hand in his pocket, holding a cartoon backpack with Chinese cabbage printed on it.

  Hearing this, she didn't raise her head: "It's not outrageous, Sister Beixuan helped the old woman cross the road before."

   "She really helped?" Chen Ju was surprised, "She is so cold and would help the old woman cross the road? I always thought you guys were kidding her."

   Director Chen dared not make fun of any of them.

  Jiang Xijue hid his knife in his smile.

  Xu Nanjing cut gently.

  Chen Beixuan was so powerful that he saw blood on the knife.

   Ming Dongheng is better to get along with, simple.

  Ming Dongheng glanced at him, "You can still find her post on the military academy forum."

  Chen Ju didn't dare to ask Chen Beixuan.

   Hearing that there were still posts, his mind moved.

  The two of them were talking, Bai Po got out of the car, and Chen Ju hurriedly pinched his cigarette.

  Ming Dongheng hurriedly stood up straight, he had something to do with Bureau Chen, and he wanted to put Jiang He here with Bai Po: "Excuse me."

  He handed Jiang He's schoolbag to Bai Po respectfully.

  The two were extremely respectful to Bai Po.

  Ming Dongheng stood at the door of the library.

   Watching Bai Po and Jiang He enter the gate, the two of them got into the car.

  Bai Po can suppress Jiang He at first glance. She is beside Jiang He, and there are people protecting Jiang He in the dark. Jiang Fuli is also very relieved to transfer Ming Dongheng away.

   "Fortunately, there is Miss Bai." Chen Ju looked at the library in the rearview mirror and sighed.

library.

  Bai Po slowly took out a ticket and waved it in front of Jiang He, "Do you want to go the day after tomorrow?"

  Jiang He didn't speak, and reached out to get it.

  Bai Po raised her eyebrows, she raised her head high, and flicked the ticket calmly, "You don't want to go if you don't say anything."

  Jiang He, who couldn't reach Bai Po's wrist, said, "..."

  Seeing that someone really put away the tickets and took out the biology notebook calmly, Jiang He: "..."

"go."

   He mumbled.

  Bai Po crossed his legs, opened the notebook with his slender fingers, put one hand on the table, and casually pinched the ticket. Hearing this, he lazily tilted his head, "Where are you going?"

  “…go to see the school celebration.”

  Bai Po folded the ticket gracefully, stuffed it into the small pocket of Jiang He's vest, "Hold it."

  **

Ten p.m.

  Chen Wei was wearing a school uniform and went home with a long sword.

  At the door, the servant saw her and hurriedly opened the iron door, "Miss, Miss, sir is waiting for you."

  Chen Wei entered the room expressionlessly holding a schoolbag and a long sword.

  In the hall, a man stood with his back to her.

   "Dad." She stood up.

"Snapped-"

   A slap slapped her hard across the face.

   "It's fine if you miss the monthly exam. I sent you to school to make you trouble?" Chen Gang looked at her coldly, "As long as you can learn a little from your brother, I won't be so disappointed in you."

  Bleeding from the corner of Chen Wei's mouth, she covered her face with a sullen expression: "Did you lose your face again? That's really good."

  Chen Gang stretched out his hand, "Where's the ruler?!"

   "Don't!" The woman who was watching anxiously next to her finally rushed over, begged Chen Gang crying, and then turned her face with tears streaming down her face, "Chen Wei, quickly confess to your father! Admit to him!"

  The servant lowered his head and handed over the ruler.

five minutes later.

  Chen Gang looked down at Chen Wei who was lying on the ground and could hardly get up, and said indifferently: "Send her to the confinement room."

   The servant is coming to help Chen Wei.

  She stood up staggeringly with the long sword in her hand, grabbed a cup on the coffee table next to her and smashed it on the servant's head: "Get lost!"

  The servant was smashed to the point of bleeding, and retreated while clutching his forehead.

   Others are used to it.

  **

  Wednesday morning.

  Jiang He got up early.

  When Jiang Fuli came down from upstairs, Jiang He had finished his breakfast, changed into a white shirt and black and white striped overalls, and was squatting down to put on his shoes.

  Jiang Fuli was still wearing soft home clothes, her hair was wet.

  He didn't say a word, just glanced at Ming Dongheng who was standing beside Jiang He.

  Ming Dongheng stood very straight, and he said sternly, "The young master is going to Miss Bai's school."

  Jiang Fuli was holding a teacup, with a slender figure, with one hand in his pocket, standing in front of Jiang He, his light-colored eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked down at the child.

   Quite a sense of deterrence.

  Ming Dongheng immediately took three steps back and left the battlefield.

  Jiang He maintained the posture of putting on his shoes, and looked up at Jiang Fuli just like that, with a small expressionless face.

  His eyes are dark, big and round, without any emotion, he has always closed himself in his own world.

   Silent resistance.

  Jiang Fuli stared at him for a while.

   Then with a cold face, he put the tea cup on the round table next to him with a "snap", squatted beside Jiang He, and tied the untied shoelaces of the other party's untied shoelaces with his slender fingers mixed with coldness.

   is a beautiful and regular bow.

   After finishing tying, Jiang Fuli stood up, folded his hands on his chest, and stared at Jiang He condescendingly and indifferently.

  Jiang He said slowly: "School celebration, sister Bai, there is a performance."

   said.

  He pulled out his ticket, "I only have one ticket."

  Jiang Fuli stared at him coldly.

   While taking out the phone, he went upstairs to change clothes.

  He clicked on Chen Ju's profile picture.

  So, Chen Ju just got up and received Jiang Fuli's four cold words——

  【College Celebration Tickets】

  Chen Ju stared at these four words, and was shocked instantly.

  Through the screen, he seemed to be able to feel the chill and murderous aura coming to his face, and he couldn't help shivering.

   Didn't even have time to think about why Jiang Fuli wanted tickets.

  **

at the same time.

  The Chen family.

  In the pitch-black confinement room, Chen Wei woke up faintly from the ground.

   The brig has no windows.

   Only opened a small opening on the door to deliver food to Chen Wei.

  She climbed to the door with a long sword in her hand, and slammed on the door, "Where's the person?!"

  The servant guarding outside walked over tremblingly. Before he could get close, Chen Wei grabbed the collar with his outstretched hand and pulled him closer, "Give me the phone."

  Chen Gangguan never gave her a mobile phone when she was confined.

  The maid handed her the phone tremblingly, and said the unlock code.

  Chen Wei turned on the phone and pressed a number directly.

   It rang for a long time before being picked up by a sleepy voice, "Who, call Dad early in the morning!"

  Chen Wei leaned against the door.

  She only remembered Zhang Shize's number.

The wound on her body made her hiss, and then she sat down slowly, "Zhang Shize, I'm Chen Wei, and the white sword is in my hand. It's not convenient for me to go to school. You can find Chen Wei from class eight." Let him come back and get it."

  Chen Wei knows everyone in the Chen family.

  Chen Zhu knows how to measure it, and he won't come back to get it.

  After speaking, she cut off the phone, and sat down slowly by the door trembling.

   He looked down at the sword in his hand coldly again, what a pity.

  She hasn't used it to study for two days.

  Does Zhang Shize like this sword dance, or does he really admire the transfer student? She licked her dry lips: "...Zhang, Shi, Ze."

   Zhang Shize on the other end of the phone was shocked, and his drowsiness completely dissipated.

  He hurriedly got up, washed in a hurry, and went to the school to find someone without eating.

  Because it is a school celebration.

  The school is decorated with lights and festoons today, everyone is wearing their own clothes, it is very lively.

  Zhang Shize lives next to the school. He rushed all the way into the school, made inquiries, and finally found a member of Class 8 in the art building, and told the whole story.

   Hearing that it was Chen Wei's order, the eighth class didn't dare to delay.

  Finally brought to the conversation, Zhang Shize leaned against the wall to wipe his sweat, propped up his long legs casually, and let out a breath of foul air slowly.

   An unusually handsome face, but not a bit embarrassed.

   Several girls couldn't help but glanced here several times.

  He is as well-known in school as Chen Zhu, and Ren Wanxuan who just entered the piano room also recognized who he was: "What is he doing here?"

   "Chen Wei came to ask him to find Chen Zhu..." the eighth group explained, "By the way, where is Chen Zhu? I haven't seen him all morning, can you tell him later for me?"

  Chen Zhu and Ren Wanxuan never work in class groups.

  Even if the eighth class can add them, there are too few people.

  Ren Wanxuan kicked away a guzheng stool blocking the way in front of her, she walked to the front of the piano, and said in a cold voice, "Yes."

  Hearing this, the boy also breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you then."

  He went out to move other things.

  Ren Wanxuan sat in front of the piano, tried the sound once, and the phone rang in her hand. It was Chen who said, "Where are you? Come to the principal's office to get ready. Master Chen will be here soon."

   "Okay." Ren Wanxuan got up quickly.

  The classmates around her knew that she was going to accompany the principal to meet important figures, and watched her leave enviously.

  The principal's office is not far from here.

  Ren Wanxuan saw Chen Zhu waiting for her downstairs in the administration building.

   Chen Zhu noticed Ren Wanxuan's gaze, he stopped and asked, "Is there anything else?"

  Ren Wanxuan didn't know Chen Wei well, and Chen Wei didn't dare to mess with her.

   Chen Zhu was waiting for her at the stairs.

   After a long while, she looked away.

   Shaking his head: "It's okay."

   Tomorrow, I will enter v, so tomorrow (8th) the update will be around 12:00 noon. Tomorrow morning, everyone will have a day off to raise their hair without waiting.

   I saw a screenshot today, which reminded me that when Sister Ran’s book first started, many people said Mary Sue, and Chacha said at the time that my book didn’t even have a second male lead, and it couldn’t be ranked in Mary Sue. The memory is very deep, but I am very happy that every daughter in the pen is liked by someone, and every daughter is protected by you, which makes me feel that the road is not alone (bushi), and I am no longer alone. Huafu has thousands of troops, thank you very much.

   It’s been so long since I’ve written an article. It’s a lie to say that I’m not nervous. There are many doubts, but I will do my best to write about your favorite 蔹蔹 and Jiang Zai.

   Good night everyone, see you at noon tomorrow.

  

  

  (end of this chapter)