The president who was provoked back then is back

September 9, 19:19.

The hall is magnificent, and the mouth-watering dishes are placed on the long pear wood table covered with white tablecloth.

Under the nearly transparent ceiling that shows the starry sky, there are orange and exquisite crystal palace lanterns hanging. The orange lights are overflowing, adding a hazy texture to the already beautiful hall.

-Morton College Freshman Reception Ballroom.

Girls and teenagers in dresses and suits shuttled through the hall, talking softly and drinking glasses.

"It's the same as in previous years - the restraint and elegance of the nobility." Su Tian glanced at it and said.

"Anyway, it will be destroyed soon." Mo Yuyi looked at the phone, "Well... the military training will be in three days. Do you want to bet? I lost 100 million."

Su Tian was vigilant: "How to gamble?"

"Bet whether the camps of 'nobles' and 'civilians' will change after this military training."

"I choose first?"

"Correct."

"What if I lose?"

Mo Yuyi smiled: "Run around the boys' dormitory naked three times and shout ten times—I'm the most handsome man in the world and have the guts to do it."

"Then go back to the dormitory and blow your head off?"

"If you can grow ten centimeters taller and blow my 3kg head off with your bare hands I'd love you to try. So want to bet?"

Su Tian thought about the [-] million agreement, and gritted his teeth: "Bet. I will choose."

Mo Yuyi stopped the recorder in front of Su Tian, ​​and Su Tian clicked his tongue: "Are you afraid that I won't recognize you?"

"A man's mouth, a deceitful ghost. Who knows if what you spit out from your little mouth is really true."

Without waiting for Su Tian's response, Mo Yuyi raised his hand to look at his watch: "It's almost time, now I'll take you to the 'guest'."

Su Tian agreed.

***

Passing through the hall, Su Tian was brought by Mo Yuyi to a room outside the hall.

Two bodyguards in black stood at the door, reaching out to stop Su Tian and the two of them.

Mo Yuyi showed his identification: "We are members of the Morton College Student Union, and we are here to show Mr. Bai a tour of the campus."

One of the bodyguards took the certificate and read it for a while, then looked up at the two of them.

"The school said it was a single person."

Mo Yuyi smiled and took a step back: "I'm just responsible for bringing people here." Pointing to Su Tian, ​​"This is the one."

Su Tian couldn't deny it, another bodyguard stepped forward and said sorry, and began to search, but Su Tian didn't stop him.

The method of body search is very sophisticated, and basically everything that should be searched is searched, but it does not make people feel uncomfortable and embarrassing.

Judging from this sophistication, it seems that the status of the people in the room is indeed very high.After all, there is basically no need for people with low status to be assassinated.

But what is a little strange is, why does the school trust him to come and entertain such a person with a very high status?

Mo Yuyi looked down at the time on his watch: "The dance is about to start, should I go first?"

Su Tian nodded: "OK."

Not long after Mo Yuyi left, the bodyguard finished checking.

The man turned around and knocked on the door, and the door opened soon after, and a man in a suit and leather shoes appeared in front of Su Tian.

The man looked at Su Tian, ​​with something hidden in his eyes, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Hello, Mr. Su. Please come in."

Su Tian suddenly remembered something, his expression changed, he took a step back abruptly, turned around and wanted to leave.

Su Tian stopped moving.

The back of the head was blocked by the cold mouth, followed by the man's low-pitched voice.

"Mr. Su,"

The man smiled and said:

"Mr. Bai has been waiting for you for a long time."