Shh, Ma'am has a bit too many vests

Chapter 72 This is a Compliment

At five o'clock in the morning, the gate of the organization's Pengcheng branch opened slowly, and a black van drove out from the gate. The car drove along the small road, and then drove into a car wash center.Then, the car never drove out again.

Looking at the surveillance screen, Ye Wan knew that the members of the headquarters had left after the investigation.

However, Commander Zhao did not appear, and no one else left.

Of course, the branch doesn't have only one exit, but Ye Wan can only watch the gate.

It was already gray and bright, and Ye Wan needed to go to morning self-study.

The life of a student is simple and regular.

Ye Wan also got up so early for a long time, the classroom for early self-study was very quiet, in fact, there were not many people.

The students who participated in the morning self-study on the second day of school were all self-conscious. For some reason, the class teacher, Lao Mu, did not specifically emphasize the morning self-study yesterday.

When Ye Wan approached the classroom, Zhao Shanchuan's deskmate and classmates at the front desk said mysteriously: "Mr. Zhao was taken away by two strangers yesterday. I watched them walk out of the school with my own eyes. Mr. Zhao was taken away by two strangers last night. Why isn't Lao Mu in a hurry if he didn't come back?"

Ye Wan's brows were cold, and the few students in the class just looked at her a few more times before doing their own thing.

Zhao Shanchuan's deskmate is named Qin Ziwei, his grades are in the middle class, he behaves a bit foolishly, but he is warm and familiar with others in a short time.He and Zhao Shanchuan also just met yesterday, but it seems that they have known each other for many years. Mr. Zhao and Mr. Zhao are called short.

At this moment, he walked up to Ye Wan and said with a playful smile, "Miss Ye."

Ye Wan didn't even look at him, and didn't respond to his hospitality at all.

Qin Ziwei didn't mind at all, and asked her: "Miss Ye, did you see Mr. Zhao at my table yesterday?"

I really don't know which feudal dynasty this title came from.

Ye Wan raised her head slightly and said, "I haven't seen it before."

"I haven't seen it before," Qin Ziwei smiled, "But I happened to see him eating with you in the cafeteria yesterday."

Ye Wanang looked at him, his cool and beautiful face made Qin Ziwei suffocate for no reason.

"That was after he and I ate in the cafeteria, didn't you see him leave the school with others?"

Under Ye Wan's gaze, Qin Ziwei felt inexplicably nervous, and swallowed: "Yes... yes."

"Since you saw him go with someone else, how do I know where he went?"

What Ye Wan said made sense, and Qin Ziwei also understood cause and effect.He originally just wanted to strike up a conversation, but he ran into such a high iceberg wall, and there was nowhere to use it.

Frustrated, class teacher Lao Mu walked into the classroom and looked at several students in the classroom with a smile.

"I thought none of my classmates would see it this morning, but I didn't expect that there are still a few students who love to study who automatically get up early to participate in morning self-study."

Seeing Lao Mu coming, Qin Ziwei walked back to his seat in despair.

**
In the following week, Zhao Shanchuan did not appear again.

Relying on her versatility and good looks, Jiang Lihua applied for a radio station and an art troupe outside the Western Attachment, and gradually formed her own small group in the class.

Ye Wan is still alone, going to and from class, reading and eating, and not too social with her classmates.

The senior students gradually knew that there were two beautiful girls in class one and one, and they were still in the same class.The corridor of the class is always full of people when the class is over, and there are many people who come to the class to find people and borrow things for excuses, all to see Ye Wan and Jiang Lihua.

Jiang Lihua never tires of doing it, and enjoys being chased by others.

Ye Wan's side seemed to be covered with an invisible glass cover, which was still soundproof. No matter how noisy the environment was, she would never give anyone an extra look.
Ye Wan filled out the last question and handed the homework to the deskmate.

The deskmate Yang Zheliu was selected by Lao Muxin as a study committee member, she said to Ye Wan timidly: "You always write your homework quickly and well."

This is a compliment.

Ye Wan raised her head and smiled slightly less coldly: "Thank you."

Yang Zheliu's face was a little red, Ye Wan's temper was cold and unruly, and she seldom said anything. Of course, she was so beautiful that people always looked at her unnaturally.

"No...you're welcome."

Yang Zheliu stuttered in answering, and he even had doubts. He was obviously a high school student of the same age as himself, so what happened to this inexplicably awe-inspiring and powerful aura.

Qin Ziwei was about to collect tickets at the class gate, and while maintaining order like a traffic policeman, he muttered: "Line in line, be careful not to jump in line, and avoid trampling. What about you, what are you doing!"

Yang Zheliu looked at Qin Ziwei and couldn't help giggling.

Naturally, Jiang Lihua and the girls around her refused to agree.

"Qin Ziwei, do you treat your class like a zoo?"

Qin Ziwei shook his head and said, "How is it possible? Our class doesn't have giant pandas or peacocks. How can it be a zoo? Our class can have a national second-class protected animal, that's fine."

Jiang Lihua and those girls couldn't beat Qin Ziwei, but in the end they could only make the class as noisy as a vegetable market.

This section is the Chinese class of the class teacher, Lao Mu. When the class bell rang, the onlookers slowly dispersed.

Lao Mu stepped into the class and joked: "Thanks to the two female classmates in the class, I was treated so much like a little fresh meat."

The students in the class roared with laughter. In fact, during the week of getting along with each other, everyone in the class liked Lao Mu very much and knew that he was a tolerant and open-minded class teacher.

Today is Friday, and the first year of high school is usually a weekend.

After Lao Mu's class, they packed up and went home.

Yang Zheliu watched Ye Wan finish packing the books. It seemed that he had brought his laptop in the middle of the schoolbag, but not a change of clothes. He asked curiously, "Ye Wan, are you not going home on weekends?"

Ye Wan thought for a while and said, "I don't need to bring clothes back."

Yang Zheliu looked at Ye Wan, summoned up his courage and said, "I'll go downstairs with you."

Ye Wan was silent for a moment before saying, "Let's go together."

When Ye Wan was in the last semester of junior high school in Yuedong County, there was a tablemate named Zhao Qingguo who loved star chasing.

The scene at that time was the same as it is now, there were still students who liked to watch new students, and the same long and boring classes, but Yang Zheliu was much shy and quiet compared to Zhao Qingguo.

At the beginning, Zhao Qingguo chatted around Ye Wan every day, relying on his great nerves, ignorance and fearlessness, he turned Ye Wan, an iceberg academic master, into a beautiful tablemate who would answer everything.

It's been a week since school started, and Ye Wan and his current deskmate only just knew the name Yang Zheliu.

Ye Wan didn't think about making any friends outside the West Fuwai, it's just that Qin Ziwei, who looked careless, was secretly observing Ye Wan.Perhaps, he still associated Zhao Shanchuan's leaving school with himself.His guess was good, but if he just judged based on intuition, then Qin Ziwei did have a very keen sixth sense.

Ye Wan has been watching the Pengcheng branch for five days. From Monday to Friday, Zhao Shanchuan has never appeared since he entered the organization's door.

It stands to reason that if he didn't go back to school, the school and family would definitely come forward to look for him.But so far there has been no movement at all. It must be that his family members know where he is and have given some explanations to the school.

Ye Wan and Yang Zheliu broke up when they left the school gate, and the Yang family's car stopped on the boulevard at the school gate.

The parking space in front of the school gate is full of private cars of various colors, most of which are more wealthy cars.

Ye Wan sent a message to Jiang Rongrong and his wife early in the morning, saying that she could take the bus back to the villa area in the middle of the mountain by herself on Friday.Walking under the shadow of the trees in the cool breeze, Ye Wan sent a message to Qiu Yuebai while walking.

"Is there any movement in the Zhao family?"

Qiu Yuebai replied quickly.

"Don't ask if you shouldn't."

Ye Wan sneered.

The source of Zhao Shanchuan's knowledge of so much information about the B-level squad is either the late General Zhao Shanhe, or Commander Zhao of the Guangdong Provincial Military Region.It's easy to live under the same roof, one is his own brother and the other is his own father, isn't it?
However, the general had already died in the failed mission more than nine months ago, why did Commander Zhao hide the news of his death from his family?
Come to think of it, Zhao Shanchuan was really stupid. He recognized that he was a young member of the organization, but he still wanted to reveal his identity and tried again and again.Didn't his father and elder brother tell him how terrifying the organization is?It's said that the general is a tiger, how come Zhao Shanchuan doesn't even have the most basic sense of danger?

Compared with his elder brother, General Zhao Shanhe, he is not a star and a half behind.

Ye Wan continued to look at the phone, and suddenly a message was received from WeChat.

A message from someone I haven't seen for a long time appeared on the phone page.

"On the weekend of the new semester, are you out of school?"

Ye Wan squinted his eyes halfway, looking at the man's name with some confusion and helplessness: Sheng Cheng.

I heard from Wu Shan that Sheng Cheng went to the capital, and he still has some business in the capital to take care of, and he won't come back to Pengcheng for more than half a year.The blind date between him and the daughter of the Qiao family ended in vain. Later, the Qiao family no longer planned to open a restaurant in Pengcheng, but the daughter of the Qiao family seemed to have other businesses to do in Xiangjiang, and would travel between Pengcheng and Xiangjiang...

Wu Shan is a businessman, and her three sentences cannot be separated from business affairs.

Now she is getting more and more busy, besides caring about the trivial life of Jiang Yuni, the youngest girl, Jiang Huaisi and Jiang Huaiwu are all taken care of by Jiang Rongrong.Ye Wan stayed at the hotel, which at least made her worry less.

As for Sheng Cheng, the man who beat Qiu Yuebai and said that naturally he couldn't be him, what can Ye Wan do to him.

He knows very well that the limitations of seniority and age must never be crossed, even if he is a little moved, it should kill the unextendable affection.

Ye Wan finally replied, "Yes, Uncle A Cheng."

Sheng Cheng is standing under a tree not far away, with his open suit jacket and white shirt with two collar buttons unbuttoned, not as meticulous as usual, but as if he rushed out of an all-night meeting in some project, There is still the tiredness from last night's sleepless night, and the strong smell of tobacco on his body. He has a vicissitudes of life and a laid-back ruffian.

Different from the upright and handsome temperament of pines and cypresses in the mountains on weekdays, today's autumn morning encounters frost and dew, and the scribbles are green and white, but they are still tough.

Sheng Cheng received the message, his eyes touched the word "uncle", and he sighed softly.

That's right, what he has been emphasizing is that he is still her elder.

Sheng Cheng caught a glimpse of Ye Wan walking unhurriedly towards the bus station, unaware of his visit.

He couldn't imagine how such a small body had endured so many years of training, how she had completed those difficult and cruel tasks, and how she survived the sacrifices of the team members...

He still couldn't resist posting one.

"I used to say it can't be me, but it's me whether I can choose in the future."

This is an affirmative sentence, not an interrogative sentence.But with such a trace of inquiry.

The bus that Ye Wan was waiting for arrived, and she queued up to get on the bus, found a seat by the window, and didn't turn on the screen of her phone until this time.

After Sheng Cheng sent it out, he immediately regretted it, when his trembling fingertips touched the screen and wanted to withdraw it.

Ye Wan replied to that message.

"No."