May 6, 2010, spring, a coastal city in China, the playground of Shilan Middle School
"Bang!" Under the clear sky of blue sky and white clouds, the basketball drew a graceful arc in the air and hollowed into the net, making a dull splash sound like a pebble falling into a lake.
"Wow!" Then there was a huge noise in the audience, like rolling ripples following the sound of water splashing.
Standing on the sidelines, girls uniformly dressed in cheerleading uniforms waved colorful balls in their hands. Their soft and slim thighs under their ultra-short white skirts were swaying energetically and orderly, attracting many people to watch this school basketball game. The eyes of the young racers.
Not everyone's goal can make the cheerleading girls blush with excitement and cheer loudly. Especially for the one at the front, Liu Miaomiao, who passed level 10 in piano in the third year of junior high school, was rated as the campus goddess with good image and temperament.
Didn’t you see, when this guy met a boy who confessed his love in public at a certain piano performance, he could calmly hand the love letter and flowers back to his hand, and gently say, "You are a good boy, but it is a pity that we Inappropriate."
Then he stepped on the white crystal slipper of the performance and left the stage without looking back, leaving only a sad boy standing there and several brothers who came out to comfort him.
Because of this incident, spectators with quick eyes and hands took photos and posted them online.
Above, Liu Miaomiao is wearing a white lace princess dress from the performance. Her fair skin becomes more and more crystal clear under the light, making her look like a fairy who is not stained by the mortal world. The gentle but distant look on her face when she refused to confess made many high school students exclaimed as a goddess.
But now, many boys' dreams are shattered, completely shattered. Even though I had heard some rumors before, nothing was more regretful and heartbreaking than seeing this scene with my own eyes.
They all gritted their teeth and stared at the cold boy who was rushing into the opponent's defense line at high speed in the stadium, as if he was in no one's land.
Only he could make the always gentle Liu Miaomiao put down her reserve and join the cheerleading team, wearing a white short skirt and an ultra-thin vest and dancing on the court.
Chu Zihang is the well-deserved number one on the ranking list of Shilan Middle School.
When an unknown brother bit his own finger and wrote the name on the stone tablet with blood, most males in Shilan knew clearly that they would live in this shadow for a long time.
Whether it is from family background, appearance or sports learning, this person, oh no, this animal is enough to push them to the ground and rub them crazily in every aspect. But this was never the most important thing. The most important thing was that he never seemed to notice this.
He didn't show any domineering attitude in his daily life. On the contrary, the attitude of the boys around him towards him was like a minister meeting the emperor or an ant crawling towards the stronger one. It was natural. It’s simply incompetent and furious!
When a person's ability exceeds that of ordinary people, people will only regard him as an unsurpassable myth, then praise him, and finally exclude him from their circle of friends.
Just like the giant dragon in the sky and the ants on the ground, it is difficult for them to intersect.
Chu Zihang is such a person, especially when he has a semi-permanent facial paralysis.
The game on the court is still going on, and the opponent coach of Shilan Middle School is already very worried.
As a private aristocratic middle school, if Shilan is the second high school in this coastal city, it is an educational holy place that countless parents are struggling to send their children to.
Then their opponent in this game - Shengtang Middle School, has been the absolute No. 1 since its establishment. Whether it is in terms of admission rate or various school-level competitions, Shengtang is going further and further on the road of crushing Shilan Wannian's second best.
It is a pity that due to the strict admission requirements and the special channels for spreading among the upper class circles, the popularity of Shengtang among ordinary people is far less than that of Shilan. Some locals have even never heard of the name of this school.
At the city's middle school entrance ceremony last year, the principal of the prosperous Shilan Middle School was holding the frame of the mirror excitedly, announcing the names of the students admitted to Tsinghua and Peking University and reciting formal praise to the parents of new students.
The silver-haired old principal from the prosperous Tang Dynasty slowly came to the stage with a rosewood crutch and congratulated the students admitted to Cambridge and Harvard in turn.
The old man stood quietly on the stage and said in an understatement that among the top ten students in the city's college entrance examination this year, the top nine belonged to Shengtang Middle School. This score needs to be improved by the teachers and students of the school.
Finally, he elegantly conveyed his expectations and blessings to the freshmen, encouraging them that their future achievements in the Tang Dynasty and even in life will certainly not be lower than those of today's seniors.
An impassioned speech mixed with the old man's wise thinking and insights made the freshmen in the audience clap their hands for a long time, and some parents who accompanied their children to watch the ceremony also felt honored.
What is a real aristocratic school? What is a real aristocracy? They saw the best answer from the old principal of the prosperous Tang Dynasty.
Humph, the children of the nouveau riche should go to such a nouveau riche school. Some people also despise the parents who send their children to Shilan.
This kind of idea of being superior to others is not uncommon in the city's upper class society, and it is also deeply ingrained. It is difficult for the suddenly rising upstarts to squeeze into the aristocratic circle passed down from generation to generation.
It's just that cultivation and heritage are the most precious wealth of the ancient and true nobility, but unfortunately few people can understand it.
Now, in this annual football match between Shengtang and Shilan, the coach feels that Shengtang's throne has been shaken.
Under the leadership of this boy named Chu Zihang, their team seemed to have found a backbone. It was like a pride of lions following the Lion King hunting on the African savannah. Their actions were efficient and powerful. Every time they made a move, they would gain something.
"Pee!" A sharp whistle sounded, and the third quarter of the game ended. Players from both sides got a short rest. On the huge electronic scoring display, the blue numbers representing the prosperous Tang Dynasty and the red numbers representing Shilan were clearly distinguishable. , 78:90.
If nothing unexpected happened, Shengtang would not be able to recover the twelve-point deficit in the last quarter, and the score gap would even be further widened by the opposite boy named Chu Zihang.
"Damn it, when did Shilan have such a good prospect?" Coach Shengtang is a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties. At this time, he was punching the palm of his left hand with his right hand, and the expression on his face seemed He felt guilty for having underestimated Shilan's school team before, but also seemed to feel confused and regretful that such a person was not recruited by the prosperous Tang Dynasty.
Compared to the anxious atmosphere here in Shengtang, cheers continued to ring out from the audience at Shilan Middle School. Both boys and girls are applauding the team that is about to win.
Most of the girls were impressed by the boy who was wearing the No. 11 blue jersey and walking at the front of the team.
Only at this time can they openly appreciate the handsome appearance and cool face of the boy in front of them.
"Senior Brother Chu, thank you for your hard work. Please drink some water!" A girl wearing a cheerleading uniform and a white skirt took the lead and handed the prepared mineral water and a white towel for wiping sweat to the boy with a face like ice. She had a blue temperament. Kazilan's big eyes were now shining with a strange light.
"God, please tell me this is not true!" The boys behind him didn't know whether to cover their eyes or their fragile hearts. They stared blankly at the goddess in their hearts and kept saying, "Senior Brother Chu, are you tired? Senior Brother Chu." Amazing!
"Thank you!" Chu Zihang calmly took the water and expressed his gratitude, quietly listening to the chatter of the girl beside him, without any change in expression on his cold and handsome face.
"Brother, come on, we must defeat Shengtang Middle School!" At the end of the break, Liu Miaomiao stretched out her small hands and made a fist, making a cute cheering gesture like a lucky cat in the bright sunshine, with a sweet smile on her face. Can melt Antarctic glaciers.
Looking at the group of male students behind them, they wished they could pierce the ice cube face in front of them. Then they stretched out their hands to give the girl a slap on the head, and responded with a smile: "Senior brother, I promise you, I will do it."
However, in reality, Senior Brother Chu just nodded slightly in reply, and then returned to the competition under the nymphomaniacal gazes of his female compatriots and the envious and jealous eyes of male creatures.
"Coach, Captain Long Yuan is here." Just one minute before the fourth quarter was about to start, a male student wearing a Tang school uniform walked up to the middle-aged man and whispered, his face full of uncontrollable excitement. His expression seemed to welcome the dawn in the darkness and find the lighthouse in the fog.
"Is Long Yuan here? Shouldn't he... or better, replace No. 30 in the last quarter and let him come in!" The middle-aged man seemed a little confused about the reason why Long Yuan appeared now, but time was urgent, so he could only wait. I won’t ask again until the game is over.
"What's going on? Why was a substitution made before the game started?" In the auditorium of Shilan Middle School, the students looked at each other in disbelief as the opponent's No. 30 player was summoned by the staff who trotted up.
In the player tunnel of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, a tall boy wearing a white No. 0 jersey walked out slowly. He had a slender body, black hair with bangs, and a handsome and elegant face with a faint smile, looking confident and calm.
Based on looks alone, this is simply as good as Chu Zihang, the Demon King of Shilan, and even better in some aspects.
"Ah, I seem to be in love again! There is hope for the prosperous Tang Dynasty again!" A girl from Shilan Middle School held her chest with one hand and threw herself into the enemy camp without any bottom line or willingly. This is the behavior of ordinary nymphomaniacs.
"Within three minutes, I want all his information." These young ladies with family background and resources have already begun to call the secretaries and housekeepers at home to search for the background of this mysterious boy who suddenly appeared.
What? joke? No, they are serious.
In the first row of the Shilan auditorium, a delicate girl wearing a white windbreaker from Burberry, a pink baseball cap from Pink, and green four-leaf clover earrings hanging from her fair earlobes stood up immediately when she saw Player Zero appear. He stood up, stretched out his white hands and struggled to carry a box of Baisuishan supplied by the club, and rushed to the audience seat opposite, leaving behind a group of classmates who were messy in the wind.
"Little Tiannu, do you know the classmate No. 0 across from you?" Chen Wenwen, who is also one of the top three class beauties, pulled Liu Miaomiao beside her and asked in a low voice.
The work of the school literary club requires on-site news reporting and event completion of such school activities.
Of course, not all activities require the president of the literary club to be personally involved, unless there are some special reasons.
"I don't know. I heard that we met at a business banquet, and I haven't forgotten about it since I came back." Liu Miaomiao waved her hands, saying that she was not very sure, and her eyes still glanced at a certain figure on the field from time to time.
Why should it be so obvious? Chen Wenwen couldn't help but cover her forehead slightly. After all, they were secretly rated as the top three class beauties by their classmates. But now these two are obviously fascinated by the two boys who are on opposite sides on the court. They don't know what it means to be reserved. .
Thinking of this, Chen Wenwen couldn't help but think of a certain male classmate who has been courting her recently. Wouldn't he...?
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Another crisp whistle came, and the fourth quarter officially began.
The first player to attack with the ball was player No. 24 from Shilan Middle School. He was using his thick and powerful body to reach the Shengtang team's internal defense line. Just when everyone thought he was going to hit player No. 9 of Shengtang for two points. At that time, he had already cunningly passed the ball to Chu Zihang, whose back was outside the three-point line.
They all believe in this cold boy's three-point shooting percentage, and they also hope to widen the point difference.
Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned. The basketball passed through the air at high speed was intercepted halfway, as if a gust of wind had blown by, leaving only a blurry shadow.
Immediately afterwards, they saw the interceptor dribbling the ball and heading towards the basket of Shilan Middle School at high speed. His dexterous posture swayed past the defense of Shilan No. 9 and No. 11 players like a butterfly flying through a flower.
A three-step layup followed by an explosive dunk in the air. The big boy wearing the No. 0 jersey performed a set of moves smoothly, leaping in the air and landing steadily with his strong body.
The girls in the front row of the Shilan auditorium could even see the perfect abdominal muscles that were blown by the wind under their white jerseys, hiding explosive power but not exaggerating. They covered their faces with shame and screamed in a low voice, but their eyes changed. Staring at the slender figure in front of him, it seemed like stars were beating.
The expressions of the boys in Shilan were uniformly serious. Some even had veins pulsing slightly on their foreheads. They dunked on their own team's basket and teased a girl from their own school. It was a crime worthy of death!
Many boys looked at each other in tacit understanding and decided to raise the boy whose name was Sheng Tang to the red danger level that was worthy of being punished.
"That's sloppy! Ahhh!" The little goddess Su Xiaoqiang slapped her forehead regretfully. She should have waited until the game was over before rushing over to deliver water. Doesn’t it mean that now we have lost the best position to watch the game?
When she walked around the sidelines in a hurry and returned to her original seat, she found that this row was already overcrowded.
"Sorry, give way, this is my position." Su Xiaoqiang very generously pulled away the crowd around him, rejoined his own camp, and sat back next to Liu Miaomiao and others.
At this moment, Liu Miaomiao didn't seem to be in the mood to chat with her. She stretched out her long, snow-white neck and watched from time to time. Her elegant posture was like a white swan on the dance floor. The fingers of his hands were clasped together slightly nervously, as if he was worried about the situation of a certain boy.
Now the situation on the court began to change subtly. The score difference between Shilan and Shengtang gradually narrowed under the leadership of this No. 0 player who seemed to fall from the sky.
He took over the small forward position and was very good at scoring and stealing. His amazing jumping ability made it extremely difficult for opposing players to defend, even No. 11 player Chu Zihang.
"Bang", another three-pointer hit the net, this time it landed in the ball frame of Shilan Middle School. The No. 0 player of the Tang Dynasty faced the ruthless opponent and made a beautiful turnaround jump shot. The big words on the electronic display then changed to 110:110.
The students in both Shengtang and Shilan's auditorium held their breath at this moment, especially the latter.
Although the high school students in Shilan are full of jealousy towards Chu Zihang and rank him at the top of the list of those who should be punished, they always have angry expressions when they mention him every day.
But they all knew that it was just their own competitiveness that was at work. After all, next to such an almost perfect boy, girls would hardly even look at them. But the more this happens, the harder it becomes for them to believe that someone can rival or even defeat the god-like existence in their hearts.
"You are very good." During the short timeout temporarily called by Coach Shilan, Chu Zihang looked at the No. 0 player who posed a serious threat to his side and spat out brief words.
There is still no expression on the cold face, but at least there is no anger at losing face, and there is more joy in meeting the opponent in his eyes.
"You're not bad either!" Player Zero responded with a smile, showing a set of neat white teeth and two shallow dimples. His handsome smile under the sun can drive the female creatures around him crazy!
As expected, many good people have captured the moment when the two male idols met for the first time.
In the picture, the eyes of the two people collide fiercely, revealing the sympathy between the heroes and some indescribable meanings in it. Some girls covered their lips, nodded with tears in their eyes, and said, "Damn it!"
"Come on, Long Yuan! Shengtang Middle School can do it with you!" In the front row of the auditorium of Shilan Middle School, the little goddess Su Xiaoqiang jumped up, stretched out her little hand and grabbed Liu Miaomiao's colored ball and waved it loudly for No. 0 on the opposite side. Come on players.
The surrounding Shilan Middle School students were quite speechless towards their number one rebel, but no one dared to stand up and accuse her openly.
Are you kidding? She is a little goddess who has a mine at home.
On the first day of school, she came to school in a high-profile manner in her family's business Benz. She was dressed in luxury brands such as Gucci and Prada, and walked out with a walk that made her look like a business elite from a Fortune 500 company.
In the class, only the empress gives orders, and the slaves kneel down to receive orders. If you dare to displease your empress, just give her a zhanghong of gratitude if you don’t drag her down. How can you meet a slave who doesn’t open his eyes and takes the initiative to provoke?
Player Zero obviously heard his name. He looked at the girl in a white trench coat not far away and seemed to think of something from the past. He nodded slowly to her in greeting.
The last thirty seconds of the game finally arrived, and this time it was Shilan Middle School who took the lead in serving. The reasonable consumption of ball control caused time to slip away bit by bit.
On the large electronic screen, the red numbers indicating the time changed rapidly. Finally, when the ball fell into Chu Zihang's hands, he skillfully dribbled the ball and made a crisp layup. The ball hit the white frame of the backboard and then bounced into the net.
"Okay!" A huge noise resounded in the auditorium of Shilan Middle School. Even the boys who once hated Chu Zihang couldn't help but blush and cheer loudly for him.
This is the glory of the whole school, and it is also a counterattack from the second child who is ten thousand years old.
But Chu Zihang still didn't smile, and the time on the score screen didn't stop. With three seconds left, he had no time to return to defense. He could only hope that his teammates could guard the man.
"Captain, catch the ball!" The boy wearing jersey No. 27 yelled at player zero. It turned out that he was the mysterious basketball captain of the legendary Shengtang Middle School.
Player No. 0 used his long and strong fingers to hold the basketball firmly while running quickly, and then stopped for a jump shot from outside the three-point line.
The number on the score screen was already within the countdown to one second, and the basketball drew an arc in the air perfectly.
At the same time, almost all the spectators stood up in unison, wanting to know the final outcome of this wonderful game.
The basketball fell firmly into the net, the score screen sounded a piercing red alert, and the game was over.
After a brief moment of trance, there was a wave of cheers that was even louder than before.
The nervousness and frustration of the students at Shengtang Middle School were swept away, and they seemed to be immersed in a kind of joy after a disaster. The girls in the cheerleading team in front were even more brilliant, looking at the number zero player in their team. A tall figure.
Before they could take any further action, a petite and exquisite figure flew to the side of player No. 0 on this year's latest Chanel two-color flat shoes, holding Baisui Mountain mineral water and a white towel in his hand.
Apparently, the basketball club of Shilan Middle School provided free items for its own players to use.
If someone dares to jump out and say that this is an enemy, the little goddess will support her waist domineeringly and tell them that all the expenses for this school activity will be recorded in my account.
I have a mine at home, so I am so willful.
"Long Yuan, are you thirsty? Do you want to wipe your sweat?" Su Xiaoqiang, who rushed to the side of player zero, raised his head and put on a smile that he thought was sweet (of course, it was also very sweet in the eyes of others), and raised his hand The bottle of Baisuishan mineral water in his hand reflects the bright light of crystal in the sunlight.
The slight hesitation in her voice betrayed her apparent confidence. She was afraid that the boy would reject her kindness.
"Thank you. I remember meeting you at a business banquet held on the top floor of the Regent Hotel a year ago. Your name should be Su Xiaoqiang, right?" The boy happily took the mineral water handed to him, unscrewed the bottle cap and drank it. He took a sip, then smiled and spoke.
"Hmm, I didn't expect you, classmate Long Yuan, to have such a good memory." Su Xiaoqiang nodded repeatedly at the side, but his thoughts couldn't help but drift to the banquet where they first met a year ago.
It was also a bright spring day, and her father took her to attend a business banquet that she had fought hard to win.
Before leaving, my father had solemnly told me the importance of this banquet many times. The powerful people in this city would clink glasses and socialize with each other here. For families like them, who are regarded as nouveau riche in the eyes of others, it is of great significance to squeeze into the real upper class circles.
For this reason, she spent a long time matching many expensive and luxurious brands, dressed up very delicately and beautifully, and attended the banquet with her father like a real little goddess.
While waiting for the elevator downstairs at the Regency Hotel, she met the boy in front of her for the first time.
He was wearing a relaxed and simple black sportswear and a white baseball cap without any logos on his body. An unknown song might be playing in the pure white Bluetooth headset in his left ear.
But it was such a simple boy who, except for his good looks, suddenly came into her sight and entered her heart, never to disappear again.
In the elevator, Su Xiaoqiang spoke first despite the scrutinizing gaze from his old father beside him, and learned the boy's name, Li Longyuan.
Such a majestic and even imperial name obviously did not match the sunny boy in front of him. But at that time, Su Xiaoqiang only had little stars twinkling in her heart and eyes, and she had a good name and a nice name.
This weird atmosphere was broken by Su's father's dull and weird cough, and Su Xiaoqiang finally came back to his senses.
Su's father said, "Xiao Yuan, what do you do at home?" Just as he asked, the elevator door had already opened. He was surprised to find that the boy had not pressed the button for other floors after entering the elevator. In other words, they all came to the top floor to attend this business banquet.
Just when Su Xiaoqiang and his daughter were led to verify their identities by the waiter wearing the hotel's uniform white shirts, the boy in sportswear beside them had disappeared.
The banquet was certainly not a good one, even though the expensive dishes were placed on the exquisite table covered with white cloth. Among them was Su Xiaoqiang's favorite, the best Emmaus caviar, which was packaged in a 24-carat gold jar and was worth more than 25,000 US dollars. knife. There is also no shortage of dishes such as black truffles, red matsutake mushrooms, and French foie gras.
But this does not allow a girl who is being scrutinized and even ridiculed to enjoy this rare delicacy with peace of mind.
In this coastal city, upstart companies like Su's Company are in a very awkward position. They have obviously fallen out of the middle class, but there seems to be an invisible barrier between them and the real upper class.
It seems that among all the families in Shilan Middle School, Su Xiaoqiang's family is the well-deserved top class. The classmates in the class like to call her Little Heavenly Girl because her family is really rich, but this also brings distance.
Su Xiaoqiang couldn't fit into the conversation between ordinary female students, such as saving money to buy a Gucci bag or Givenchy launching a new lipstick.
The latest models of these luxury brands that she revealed every time she made a move were enough to keep the classmates around her at arm's length. Although her intention was not to show off, she has been excluded from different circles.
Su Xiaoqiang also felt sad about this, but in the end he simply accepted the situation. Since I have a lot of mines and a lot of money, it’s not bad to be a handsome little rich woman in the eyes of others!
Except for having few friends, everything is fine.
But after that upper-class banquet, Su Xiaoqiang discovered that these truly upper-class powerful people were not very friendly to her family either. The arrogance revealed in their words has declared that they have drawn a clear line with the nouveau riche like the Su family.
If Su Xiaoqiang had entered the prosperous Tang Dynasty, such a simple, straightforward and somewhat sensitive girl would have been bullied a lot. After all, in Shengtang Middle School, the wealth of the Su family could only be considered to be in the middle or even lower level, and they were labeled as the most despised wealthy people who claimed to be true aristocrats.
That's it, a girl who is under the mocking gaze doesn't even dare to reach out to the food she likes in front of her. She even felt that every brand matching on her body would be ridiculed by people nearby, as if a lady was complaining: "Look, this is the aesthetic of the nouveau riche!"
So she could only sip the orange juice in the cup bit by bit to calm her inner trembling and timidity.
Until a sunny boy wearing a black sportswear and a white baseball cap appeared next to her. His tall figure blocked her from the foolish gazes around her.
He also held two silver trays in his hands, which were full of Emmaus caviar, full of grains. He noticed the girl's gaze from before and deduced what food she really liked.
"Thanks!"
The girl carefully took the wooden spoon and silver tray from the boy. She had never been so careful before. If the classmates in the class saw her looking like this, their jaws would even drop. Such a shy and introverted attitude can actually appear in a proud little goddess.
But there was no denying that she was scared. Everyone here can easily see through the gorgeous appearance of a famous brand, hiding such a fragile girl's heart.
But they never care, just like the ferocious wolves on the grassland will not sympathize with the weak sheep. They would only stare at her with their green eyes, wait until the sheep trembled to the point of being unable to move their legs under such gaze, then they would bite open the prey's neck with their sharp teeth and suck the fresh blood.
But such a young man appeared, walking silently like a lion king on the grassland. His kingly majesty made the wolves frightened and their eyes scattered.
"That's not how you behaved like this when you asked me my name before." The boy chuckled, with a slight curve at the corner of his mouth, and quietly looked at Su Xiaoqiang who was putting caviar into his mouth in small mouthfuls without daring to raise his head.
"Are you listening to music? Can I listen to it?" The girl suddenly raised her head, and the sun shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows on the top floor of the boy's face, making his face look even more flawless.
She did not answer the boy's slightly teasing question, but looked curiously at the Bluetooth headset on the boy's left ear.
"..." After a silent silence, the boy took out a white earphone from his sportswear pocket.
When the brisk prelude sounded, Su Xiaoqiang already knew the song. She glanced at the boy in surprise. She originally thought that what she heard would be elegant piano music or some other high-end niche music.
Unexpectedly, it was a simple and widely circulated song "Daoxiang".
"Don't give up so easily. Like I said, if you can't chase your dream, just change it to another dream..." The brisk rap song dispelled the haze in the girl's heart, and the originally coyly crossed hands gradually relaxed. Return to normal eating posture.
"I like this song too!" The girl smiled for the first time at this business banquet, like a hibiscus flower blooming slowly.
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Seeing the girl beside him drifting further and further away from her thoughts, the boy who was wiping his sweat couldn't help but think about whether he should remind her. A faint male voice from behind helped him solve the problem.
"You're a very good player. Can I know your name?" The cold boy wearing a blue jersey No. 11 walked over slowly, holding a white towel in his hand.
Chu Zihang rarely asked other people questions. In the same way, a natural ice face also prevents many people from asking him questions. Therefore, people at Shilan Middle School had almost never heard of him having any friends.
His rare initiative to speak this time really aroused the attention and interest of many people, and also interrupted Su Xiaoqiang who was in a distracted state, causing her to stand aside with a stern look on her face, but unwilling to leave No. 0 too far.
"Li family, Long Yuan."
