Meng Lanting smelled the cologne smell spreading on his body, and he was also so arrogant, just like him.
She was slightly suffocated by the smell.
At first, she was almost suffocated.
She couldn't understand why he suddenly sprayed so much perfume today.
I remember that I had never smelled anything like this on him before.
Meng Lanting calmed down and quietly stepped back.
After regaining his breath, he said: "Master Feng, Mr.
Luo, who was competing for the position of assistant coach with me last night, was beaten up again today."
I heard the news that someone slapped another student named Qin yesterday evening.
I guess it has something to do with what happened to me in class yesterday. " She raised her eyes.
"Master Feng, I would like to ask if you asked someone to do it."
"yes."
Feng Kezhi responded very simply.
"The man surnamed Luo himself admitted that he was playing tricks on you behind your back.
As for that student, I just told him to have a long memory.
It's just a trivial matter, and I didn't do anything.
Miss Meng, you don't have to thank me."
He looked happy and his tone was nonchalant.
After speaking, he paused and glanced at her.
"The reason why I am like this is simply because my father once told me to take care of you before I came to Shanghai." he added.
Meng Lanting lowered his eyes, was silent for a moment, and said, "Mr.
Feng, although you generously asked me not to thank you, I still have to say thank you first.
Thank you for standing up for me."
"But," she said with emphasis, "to be honest, even if uncle has warned you, I don't need your care."
Feng Kezhi seemed to be startled, the previous joyful look in his eyes gradually disappeared, and the two eyes staring at her became a little unhappy.
"Ms.
Meng, are you blaming me?"
Meng Lanting met the two looks he directed at her and said, "I don't dare."
"I'm calling you today.
In addition to thanking you, I also want to tell you that I hope this matter will be put to rest and that violent incidents like this will never happen again in the future.
This is not what I want to see."
Feng Kezhi narrowed his eyes and slowly stood up straight.
He had been leaning slightly against the car behind him, and his body posture showed a sense of happiness and condescension.
But now, the atmosphere suddenly became cold, and there was a hint of embarrassment flowing silently between the two.
"Ms.
Meng, why did I offend you again?
I asked someone to beat those two guys, but I have a sense of severity.
Why did you ask me to specially call me here to listen to your lesson?"
"Master Feng, you misunderstood."
Meng Lanting explained: "I am by no means lecturing you, nor am I qualified, but because this happened because of me, I want you to know my thoughts.
I do not agree with excessive violence.
Especially your people, He even threatened violence in front of other students, causing panic and chaos.
What is the difference between this behavior and gangsters?"
Meng Lanting saw that he was silent and his face was getting more and more ugly.
More and more students seemed to be paying attention to him around him.
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He kept turning his head to look in the direction of himself and Feng Kezhi.
He secretly held back his breath and tried his best to ignore it.
The choking perfume smell penetrated into her nose.
She leaned closer to him again and lowered her voice, He said in as soft a tone as possible: "Mr.
Feng, I heard that you joined the military police this year.
If my guess is correct, those who beat people should be your subordinates.
The military police are also a machine of the state.
It is better to beat people than to beat people." and intimidation, I think there must be something more meaningful, waiting for you to lead them to do it."
"Are you done?"
Feng Kezhi suddenly interrupted her and snorted coldly.
"Ms.
Meng, thank you for your advice.
I'll take it.
Don't worry, if I, Feng Kezhi, interfere with your affairs again in the future, I'll be a fucking bastard."
He turned around and opened the car door, bent over and sat in.
With an indifferent expression, he looked straight ahead and started the car.
Accompanied by the "boom" of the combustion cylinder, the car drove away in an instant and disappeared at the end of the road, leaving only the lingering smell of cologne in the nose.
Meng Lanting was sensitively aware of his emotional changes in just a few minutes.
Watching him driving away in anger, he didn't know why, but his mood also dropped a little.
Meng Lanting stood there for a moment, then thought about it, although he was angry with the Feng family's son, but judging from his appearance, he probably wouldn't do such a thing again in the future.
In this way, his goal was achieved. .
Meng Lanting decided to let it go, exhaled, turned around and walked inward.
The female student just now was still waiting at the school gate.
Seeing Meng Lanting return, she came up to greet her and asked curiously: "Ms.
Meng, who is that gentleman just now, your boyfriend?"
Meng Lanting was startled and immediately denied: "No, no, don't get me wrong.
Just an ordinary friend."
"What a pity.
You two seem to be a perfect match.
You are a talented man and a beautiful woman, so that's it.
I thought he was your boyfriend."
Meng Lanting smiled and quickened his pace.
The female student seemed to suddenly remember something and caught up again.
She said enthusiastically: "Ms.
Meng, I am the director of the drama club.
My name is Chen Qingqing, from the Department of Foreign Languages.
Our club is recruiting members.
Today is the last day.
Many students want to join, but the conditions are not good enough.
Miss Meng, you don’t need to take the exam.
Are you interested in joining?
Mr.
Gu Yangu, Miss Meng, you should know that he directs and acts in his own right.
He is an alumnus of our Zhihua School.
It will soon be the 20th anniversary of the founding of Zhihua School.
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Our club is responsible for rehearsing a play as a gift for the school anniversary.
We are trying to invite Mr.
Gu Yan to return to his alma mater as a mentor.
Miss Meng, would you like to join our club?
Don’t worry if you don’t have stage experience, we are all here.”
Nowadays, various societies in universities are springing up like mushrooms after a spring rain, blooming everywhere, and competition is fierce.
Not only within the school, there is also competition between schools in the same city.
The drama club of Zhihua University is very strong, but it has been suppressed by the drama club of another equally famous local church university.
Miss Shen Limei, the pillar of the other club, is not only versatile, but also comes from a high-ranking family.
She is a famous wealthy lady in Shanghai and Nanjing.
Ms.
Meng, a new teaching assistant from the Department of Mathematics in our school, is about the same age as the students.
Not only is she outstanding in appearance, it is said that she is a famous family member of Tsinghua University and has a high reputation.
If she can join the drama club of our school, she will definitely make the club more popular.
My strength has greatly increased, and I feel more confident to invite Mr.
Gu to be my guide.
So Chen Qingqing strongly invited.
Meng Lanting smiled and said: "Thank you.
But I may not have that much time to participate."
Chen Qingqing did not give up and followed her all the way.
Because his grandfather was engaged in Westernization, Meng Lanting was influenced by his ears and eyes.
He had a wide range of hobbies since he was a child, which was not limited to mathematics.
He was also no stranger to Western literature and drama.
But Meng Lanting's original intention of coming here was just to find his younger brother, and now he is a teaching assistant.
To be honest, it is just a temporary solution, and he has not thought of a long-term plan for the future.
Therefore, although he is not exclusive, he really has not planned that much.
Chen Qingqing followed him all the way, unyielding.
In the end, Meng Lanting couldn't resist it anymore and had to say: "Let me think about it again."
After Chen Qingqing was finally sent away, Meng Lanting's ears calmed down.
Her words were just perfunctory at first, but she didn't expect that just one night later, when get out of class was over the next day, she was copying out the scores of the newly approved student test papers in the office, and Mrs.
Hu, who was sitting opposite her, came in and said : "Ms.
Meng, why don't you join the drama club?
It's good for a young lady like you to make friends with students easily.
Like me, there's no way to get involved."
Mrs.
Hu works as an office back-office administrator and is a movie and theater lover.
She has recently become obsessed with Mr.
Gu Yan and pasted his movie poster opposite her desk with a very envious tone.
Meng Lanting was surprised and asked.
Mrs.
Hu said: "You don't know that I passed by the bulletin board just now and saw several students posting the list of members of the drama club, and you were on top."
Meng Lanting quickly got up and went over.
From a distance, he saw many students gathered in front of the bulletin board, all looking eagerly at the red paper above.
There were a few people from the drama club nearby, including Chen Qingqing.
He turned around and saw Meng Lanting coming.
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With a smile on his face, he ran over with the rest of the people and said happily: "Miss Meng, we sincerely invite you to do this."
Our special honorary member."
She pointed to the red paper on the wall.
Meng Lanting looked over.
His name was written at the top, and it turned out to be the six words "Special Honorary Member" in large letters.
Seeing that Meng Lanting was silent, Chen Qingqing showed a shy look and whispered: "Ms.
Meng, you won't blame me.
Because you said you would consider it, I will list your name as a special honorary member first.
If you really don't want to join, we will I won’t force you, but I really want you to join me.”
"Ms.
Meng, I promise not to take up too much of your time.
Please support our club, we will be very grateful." said a boy next to him.
Meng Lanting recognized the boy who stood up and scolded Qin Mingchuan in class the day before yesterday.
His name was Xu Kaixuan.
Looking at the pair of energetic and enthusiastic eyes opposite him, Meng Lanting suddenly couldn't bear to refuse.
Probably because of my childhood experience and living environment, as well as having taught for several years, after I came to Shanghai, although my age was similar to that of the young students around me, and some of the students might even be older than me, Meng Lanting always felt that he was very old-fashioned, as if he was more than ten years older than them.
She hesitated for a moment, then finally smiled, nodded, and said, "Okay.
Then count me in."
Since the ninth son of the Feng family arrived, Yang Wenchang had to come to work on time every morning.
What goes up has taken effect.
In recent days, the administrative atmosphere of the Military Police Headquarters has been very good.
No one dares to be late anymore.
I played mahjong until three o'clock in the morning last night.
Not to mention losing money, I went back.
I was scolded and kicked out of the bedroom by my wife who still deeply resented the incident she had with a young widow three years ago.
I can only lie on the sofa in the living room, and when I wake up, I suddenly find out It was past nine o'clock, and I was shocked.
I hurriedly dressed and went out, but I didn't know where I lost my belt.
When I saw my wife, I didn't help to look for it.
I just stood aside with my hands on my hips and sneered.
I was so angry that I didn't dare to get angry, so I had to take it.
He picked up a shoelace to tie his pants and hurried over.
Yang Wenchang entered the compound and saw that Mr.
Feng's car was already there.
When asked, Secretary Zhang said that as soon as he came in the morning, he directly summoned two military police regiments to go to the playground.
No one entered the office at all.
The Commander will not be found late.
Yang Wenchang breathed a sigh of relief, entered his office, made a cup of strong tea, and gradually fell into a nap while sitting.
Suddenly, he was awakened by the sound of footsteps.
He opened his eyes suddenly and saw Secretary Zhang coming in.
His expression was very strange.
"Commander, I just heard the news that Staff Officer Feng is taking his brothers to participate in this year's East China Military Competition."
Yang Wenchang's drowsiness disappeared and he stood up in surprise.
"What" In recent years, due to the needs of the situation and in order to improve military skills and inspire people, Nanjing has followed Germany and the United States and held an East China Military Competition at the end of May every year.
It has been held five times so far.
This year’s conference is still three months away.
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The participating teams are all elites selected by each military.
The final winner will receive the Medal of Heroes, receive awards from leaders, and be electrified across the country.
It is regarded as a great honor by the military.
This kind of thing is decent, but it has never happened to the gendarmerie.
Just look at it on the side.
Yang Wenchang never dreamed of getting involved in this, so he hurried to the playground.
The morning practice has just ended.
Feng Ke ordered the military police regiment to assemble, and then announced that within half a month, the best of the two thousand people would be selected to form a team to participate in the East China Military Competition three months later.
The whole place was silent.
The gendarmes looked at me and I looked at you, but no one said a word.
"Commander Feng, can we do it?"
Ma Liu, commander of the third platoon of the second regiment, touched his head and asked in a low voice.
Feng Kezhi said coldly: "Whether it works or not, we'll know when we get there."
"The ugly words are ahead.
If you want to get ahead, you have to practice hard for me.
If you think you can't do it, get out of my way now.
Don't waste my time.
I'll put my words here and rush forward.
I don't want any bonus.
I won't take any of it."
If it’s divided, I’ll reward Da Yang 5,000 yuan, the top spot in Daxin Shuyu, with three nights’ stay.”
Shufu is today's elegant name for high-end socialites and brothels.
Although women in those places also sell their bodies, the clients they receive are all guests from the upper class, who are either rich or noble.
In particular, Daxin Book Apartment is a symbol of Shanghai.
It features several famous socialites, but ordinary rich people simply don't like it.
The playground became quiet again.
"Mom sold a batch and I'll fight for it.
I'll go."
Suddenly, Ma Liu shouted loudly.
"I'll go too" "And me" When Yang Wenchang arrived panting, he was shocked by what he saw.
He had been a commander here for five or six years, and this was the first time he looked back and saw his men were so powerful and majestic, with their eyes shining brightly, and their roars and buzzing sounds, which almost broke his ears.
It was shattered.
"Commander Yang, I'm sorry, but since you didn't come this morning, I took it upon myself to call in the names of our brothers in the military police regiment.
I'll kill them first and report later.
Don't be offended, Commander Yang."
Feng Kezhi turned around, smiled, and said to the stunned Yang Wenchang. gd1806102: