And Feng Nai at this time.
Just at the school gate of No. 2 Middle School.
This time he has an umbrella.
After all, the word Mo is written on the umbrella.
This is taken out of the base.
Because everything is black.
So each one will have a surname written on it to distinguish who it belongs to.
as expected.
Because the students of No. 2 Middle School have seen this umbrella before.
When you pass by, you will turn back.
"That's Brother Nan's umbrella, right?"
"It should be. I saw Brother Nan calling in the morning."
"Now that Young Master Feng holds it in his hands, I feel like I've eaten another bowl of dog food.",
Feng Nai could hear those discussions, and the corners of his mouth deepened.
Looks like I'm in a good mood.
It's just that as the number of people in No. 2 Middle School decreases.
Feng Nai narrowed his eyes.
I thought I would see that person after school.
As time goes by little by little.
It was starting to get dark.
Feng Nai looked down at the phone that still hadn't responded.
The noble side face became a little cold.
It's a pity that without Mo Bei, he couldn't get into No. 2 Middle School because he didn't have a school card.
Feng Nai turned the black umbrella around, grabbed his trouser pocket with one hand, raised his head, and looked towards the wall over there.
As soon as Zhao Jianjian and the No. 2 middle school tyrants left the school, they saw this big Buddha.
The instinctive physical reaction is to enter the state of preparation.
After all, Young Master Feng still has a besieging army from No. 1 Middle School.
In addition, when Feng Shao looked down, the corners of his eyes were slightly cold.
It made the back of Zhao Jianjian's neck feel cold.
Holy crap, Brother Nan isn't here.
They can't beat it.
Wait.
Didn't Young Master Feng and Brother Nan already shake hands and make peace
So Feng Shao is not here to block them.
yes!
He must be here to pick up Brother Nan!
It's been a long time since I saw Young Master Feng look so cold.
Zhao Jianjian didn't react for a while.
Only then will there be an illusion that the other party is coming to destroy their No. 2 High School again.
Now that he has figured it out, the cold feeling is just about to disappear.
Over there, Feng Nai glanced at him.
Zhao Jianjian immediately felt a chill in the back of his neck.
Then he saw Young Master Feng hook his fingers in his direction.
Casual, but very strong aura.
Zhao Jianjian walked over immediately without saying a word.
"Where's your Brother Nan?"
Sure enough, he came to pick up Brother Nan!
While Zhao Jianjian breathed a sigh of relief, he was a little puzzled: "Brother Nan didn't go to class in the afternoon."
Didn't you skip the afternoon class together
"Brother Nan was afraid that Feng Shao would wake up if he moved, so he sat in the library all the time and asked me to ask for leave."
Ask for leave? Didn't go to class
Feng Nai's eyes deepened: "When will she be on duty?"
"On duty?" Zhao Jianjian waved his hand: "We never let Brother Nan be on duty, which affects the efficiency too much. If he stays for a minute longer, the girls all form a group to watch, and they can't sweep the floor at all."
The more Feng Nai listened, the darker his eyes became: "Really, not on duty."
He remembered what the man said in the afternoon.
The fingers holding the handle of the umbrella turned white.
Zhao Jianjian also noticed that Young Master Feng seemed to have lost all warmth, and his eyes were icy.
This is really to pick him up, brother nan.
Didn't he come to find Brother Nan to challenge him one-on-one
"Young Master Feng, would you like me to contact Brother Nan for you?" Zhao Jianjian asked tentatively.
Feng Nai looked sideways: "Can you get in touch?"
"It should be possible." Zhao Jianjian said, and then made a phone call.
Mo Bei just needed a reason to leave.
After seeing the caller ID, he connected immediately, regardless of who was on the other side: "Hello."
(end of this chapter)