Chapter 555: Climb to the Tall Building Alone

In Song Qiao's body, Wu Tao saw many shadows of Aunt Hua.

If it wasn't for running over recklessly now, it would be more like it. Because Aunt Hua is steady at all times, as if she was born with elegance.

"Sister Qiao, as the manager of such a big hotel, why are you so excited?" Wu Tao said with a little reproach, but it made Song Qiao feel a special kind of intimacy.

After running in front of Wu Tao, Song Qiao didn't stop until her heaving chest subsided, and then she joked happily: "Boss, to be honest, I've never been so excited even when a high-ranking official came. "

"This makes me sound like the Emperor of Earth." Wu Tao also smiled.

Song Qiao led Wu Tao to the leisure sofa area in the corner, and said, "Boss, the conditions of our hotel are good. Would you like to open a presidential suite and enjoy yourself?"

"Then there's no need, it's a waste of my own resources, I'd better live at home." Wu Tao waved his hand.

"That's fine, you don't have to live here, but you must eat in our hotel." Song Qiao said in a tone of duty, "I'll tell the back kitchen to prepare." Saying that, she picked up the walkie-talkie in her hand and called.

Wu Tao waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Don't be in such a hurry, I'm going to visit the school soon."

"It's okay, don't delay!" Song Qiao still ordered.

The two talked on the phone again, and Wu Tao left from Beijiang Hotel. It didn't take long to sit in the Rolls Royce, and arrived at the east gate of Beijiang Middle School.

Looking at Vacheron Constantin on his wrist, it should be time for extracurricular activities.

So he got out of the car, took off his watch, put on his Lotus mobile phone, and walked into the campus like an ordinary person.

Autumn is getting deeper.

The school is still the same, the juniors and juniors in the first and second grades are cleaning the fallen leaves and branches in their respective sanitation areas.

Play around, carefree.

Walking past the bleak Crescent Lake and arriving at the unique high school teaching building, the atmosphere suddenly changed.

The gloomy building and the oppressive air seemed to increase the pressure even without taking a step.

Even during the extracurricular activities, the classroom is still so quiet that a needle can be heard, except for the occasional rustling, only the sound of nervous panting.

Class One, Senior Three, outside the window.

His seat was still empty there. Although there are no books or pens, it is spotless.

As for the seat next to her, Zhao Li was lying there, sleeping soundly. It's just that the outline of the pretty face has become thinner and thinner, and it feels like she has worked hard.

Wu Tao felt a little surprised that his position was not taken by others.

Although this position looks a bit off-centered and reflective to the blackboard, it is a proper front row. Especially now that it is the third year of high school, the number of people in the classroom is much higher than that of the second year of high school.

The desks have been lined up in front of the blackboard at the back, and it seems that many repeaters and borrowers have come.

"Boss...boss?!" Wu Tao stood in front of the window like this, and was soon spotted by Yang Zili in the front row.

This guy tightened his glasses, couldn't help but stand up, and lay down on his face, almost lying on his face for identification and scanning.

"Lao Yang, you're enough." Wu Tao slapped his sunken-eyed, pimple-prone old face back, leaned on the window sill and jumped into his seat.

At this time, Sun Xiaoyu also turned around, "Oh my god, it's really you, Wu Tao. I always thought it was the old class standing there, waiting to catch us for violating discipline. It scared me to death..."

Saying that, Sun Xiaoyu was about to wake up Zhao Li, but was stopped by Wu Tao's booing.

There were other students in the classroom who also noticed Wu Tao's arrival, but because of the restraint of self-study class discipline, they could only secretly discuss in a low voice and dare not speak out. Lao Ban, who was afraid of appearing like a ghost, suddenly appeared in front of him.

Sitting in his seat, his breathing gradually eased, as if everything around him slowed down, and even the sleeping pretty face next to him became clearer and quieter.

"In order to save your position, she offended many people in the class." Just when Wu Tao was full of emotions, Sun Xiaoyu said this leisurely.

Wu Tao smiled wryly, she was still so domineering.

But it's so domineering that it makes people inexplicably moved.

There was nothing on the table, spotless, Wu Tao opened the drawer casually, and then he froze suddenly.

The drawers are not empty, let alone spotless, but full of portraits.

One after another, piled up in a seemingly haphazard manner, they filled the entire drawer.

All are their own appearance.

Profile face, front face, Wei Guangzheng face, first grade face, women's volleyball coach's face, tough and unyielding face of the old class, soft face of stroking Xiao Xiaotian, and even a face of pretending to be high-spirited and snickering...

Damn, when have I been so wretched?

Wu Tao was upset, but he couldn't get up.

It was really so many paintings that suddenly made his heart feel heavy.

A little prickly, a little wet.

Until there was a bang, a sudden loud bang, Wu Tao's belly of the drawer was pressed down by a dexterous five-fingered slender hand next to him.

All of a sudden, all the students in the classroom came over looking for their reputation.

Inexplicably, I only saw the inexplicable tension between Zhao Li, who had just awakened from the dream, and Wu Tao, who had descended from the sky.

"You, don't watch!"

Wu Tao no longer struggled to open the drawer, and shrugged with both hands, "Anyway, I've seen it all, what can you do to me?"

The next moment, Zhao Li withdrew her hand decisively, and said like a machine gun: "I'll show you, I'll show you, what can you do to me?"

There is simply no reason to say this. I didn't intend to do anything to you.

"You've lost weight!" Wu Tao said.

"You don't need to worry about it." Zhao Li turned her head to the side, but a layer of mist could not help but appear in her agile eyes, and it didn't take long for tears to fall down.

The female devil actually cried? Many students in the class secretly looked at this place, and they were also puzzled.

Wu Tao took out a handkerchief from his arms and handed it over, "You don't have to cry when you see me?"

"You are shameless!"

"Nonsense, how can I not have such a handsome face." Wu Tao replied very nonsensically.

"Slick tone!"

"As long as it's not just talking nonsense." Wu Tao said that the old god is there.

Finally, with a puff, a laugh came from beside him. Immediately, the whole classroom was a little brighter.

Yang Zili turned his head quietly, and gave Wu Tao a thumbs up at an angle that Zhao Li couldn't see!

"How long can I stay here this time?"

"It's hard to say." Wu Tao shook his head, "The key depends on whether my friends in my hometown welcome me!"

"Hmph, it's none of my business to live as long as I like!"

"Then you still ask?!"

"I'm happy, I'm happy, I like it..." Zhao Li sprayed out a series of short parallel sentences, and even her whole body was oppressed by the force.

Wu Tao was forced to retreat to the corner, raised his hands slightly, and admitted defeat, "Okay, you won..."