My Peerless Beauty President

Zhang Chenfeng looked at the time, and said to Song Qiaoxi: "What day is it today, is it a volunteer?"

"what?"

Song Qiaoxi asked.

Zhang Chenfeng patted his head and realized that she was from Bangguo, so she didn't know what to fill in the application.

Zhang Chenfeng searched for the time using the wireless network. When he saw that the undergraduates had filled in the volunteers in batches, he looked at Song Qiaoxi and asked, "When will your bodyguard arrive?"

"What's the matter, are you in a hurry?"

Song Qiaoxi asked a question, took the mobile phone and made another call, and said, "There is a traffic jam on the road, it may take a while."

"Oh, let's get out of here first."

Zhang Chenfeng suddenly had a way to deal with this problem.

Song Qiaoxi nodded, followed Zhang Chenfeng out of the room, and walked out the door.

When leaving, the aunt of the hotel also greeted them kindly.

Along the way, many people watched Song Qiaoxi.

After all, Song Qiaoxi's figure is really good. Just from the back view, I don't know how many students walked to the front and looked back deliberately. When they saw Song Qiaoxi's face, they didn't know what language to use to express their inner shock.

Beauty!

It's really a super beauty.

Song Qiaoxi got used to it too, she followed Zhang Chenfeng and came straight to the school gate.

"You go in and sit down and wait for your bodyguard. I have something to do now. I'll give you the car keys. If you don't confirm, don't open the window."

Zhang Chenfeng put the car keys in Song Qiaoxi's hands.

"Ah."

Song Qiaoxi nodded, took the car keys, opened the car door and got in without saying a word, and waved to Zhang Chenfeng at the same time.

Zhang Chenfeng also waved to Song Qiaoxi and walked towards Jianghai Middle School.

Today is the day to fill in the application form, so there are still a lot of students.

The campus was very quiet at this time, and the students in the first and second grades were already attending classes in the classrooms, and the enrollment for the review class was also in full swing, and there were long queues.

Zhang Chenfeng came to Jianghai Middle School through the back door. When he saw that there was no media interview at the door, he was also relieved. It seems that the media should have retreated in spite of the difficulties.

When Zhang Chenfeng was about to go down the teaching building, a voice suddenly sounded from behind Zhang Chenfeng, "Zhang Chenfeng! Senior Zhang Chenfeng!"

Senior?

Hearing this word, Zhang Chenfeng still felt it was very fresh. He looked back, and saw a male student in school uniform running over, looking at him with excitement.

"you are?"

Zhang Chenfeng asked.

"Hello, I'm a student in Class [-], Grade [-], and my name is Mo Linhui."

Mo Linhui adjusted his glasses frame, and smiled at Zhang Chenfeng. The smile was a little shy, Sisi Wenwen's.

"Is there a problem?"

Zhang Chenfeng asked.

"Senior, you are going to fill in the application, you should not go up, the media is waiting for you up there, if you go up, the media will probably surround you."

Mo Linhui whispered.

"What are you telling me this for?"

Zhang Chenfeng looked at Mo Linhui with some vigilance. After all, he was not familiar with him. When the other party told him this, he naturally felt suspicious.

Mo Linhui said: "Senior, I admire you very much, but my dad is a teacher at the University of Science and Technology, and he wants you to..."

"Thank you, I already have a choice."

Zhang Chenfeng said politely, no wonder he was so enthusiastic about him, so it turned out that he was pulling himself to apply for another school.

It's a good thing that Zhang Chenfeng is not at home, otherwise he will be busy these few days, but I believe it will be better after the voluntary report.

"Hey...Senior, even if you don't agree to me, it's okay for us to get acquainted."

Mo Linhui said with a smile.

"Now we know each other."

Zhang Chenfeng was too lazy to talk to Mo Linhui, turned around and walked upstairs.

So what if there are reporters? Could it be possible to eat him up?

Seeing that Zhang Chenfeng was about to leave, Mo Linhui hurriedly followed, and shouted: "Senior, senior, don't be like this, I have something to ask you, or you can tell me..."

"Um!?"

Zhang Chenfeng thought he had a good temper, but the other party was buzzing around him like a fly, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

It's just that when he came to the second floor, Mo Linhui didn't speak, but just followed Zhang Chenfeng with his head down.

"If you don't say it, I'm going to enter the classroom if you don't."

Zhang Chenfeng said.

"I'll think about it, I'll think about it."

Mo Linhui smiled at Zhang Chenfeng.

Zhang Chenfeng didn't bother to pay attention to the other party, and walked upstairs quickly. When he reached the third floor, Mo Linhui suddenly looked back. It seemed that someone was waving in the distance. He turned around and followed Zhang Chenfeng with his head down.

He didn't speak, so Zhang Chenfeng didn't ask anymore. When he was about to reach the class floor, Zhang Chenfeng raised his head to see if there were any reporters. When his right foot was just standing on the stone steps in the corridor, Mo Lin behind Hui suddenly rushed behind him.

Zhang Chenfeng froze for a moment, and then heard Mo Linhui's exclamation, "Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

Before he could turn around, Mo Linhui's body fell backwards. He was standing on the steps. If he let his head fall down, his brains would burst out.

As soon as the sound fell, hurried footsteps suddenly sounded upstairs and downstairs, as if someone had come out to watch.

Zhang Chenfeng suddenly squatted down, grabbed Mo Linhui's ankle with his hands, and then pushed to the left, and saw Mo Linhui, whose head was about to touch the steps, rushed towards the upper floor, his body was almost at an angle to the steps parallel.

Mo Linhui, who had closed his eyes tightly and was ready to die, didn't feel the pain for a long time, and opened his eyes, and saw Zhang Chenfeng holding his arm with both hands, and directly lifted him up.

In less than three seconds, Mo Linhui, who should have died, stood on the stairs, staring blankly at all this, as if he hadn't realized what happened yet.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!Snapped! ...

As soon as he stopped, a large group of white dazzling lights appeared around him, the flashes kept flashing, and the video camera was also shooting, rushing out almost at the same time.

At this moment, something happened to Zhang Chenfeng. Someone wanted to exchange Mo Linhui's life for Zhang Chenfeng's.

Suddenly, his face became gloomy.

When the surrounding reporters saw this scene, they suddenly froze. They looked at all this with embarrassing expressions, not knowing what to do.

At this moment, the corridor was unusually quiet. There were only the voices of students talking in some classrooms, but no one appeared, and it seemed that no voice was heard here.

At this moment, the siren of a police car sounded in the distance, resounding all over the world, causing many students to stretch their heads and look out, wanting to see what happened.