The Strongest Division [Quick Transmigration]

The lecture halls of the School of Business were packed today.

The auditorium of Nuo University was crowded with black people, and all the students were restless and excited, and couldn't wait to see the appearance of a rare big man.

The hostess, who has always been very professional on stage, couldn't help but lose her composure in excitement. After a few introductions, she gave up the center position.

People are more eye-catching than what you see on the covers of financial magazines.

The appearance and figure of some international movie stars are not lost at all, the elegant and calm demeanor, and the witty but highly valuable extraordinary conversation are in stark contrast to those ordinary business celebrities who came to Sheng Bilun to give speeches before. .

Just said a few words, before the formal speech started, the audience was completely boiling.Some male and female students couldn't help whistling and screaming, and even the school leaders who were afraid of embarrassing the VIP seats didn't even care about giving them winks.

In the noisy crowd of students, there was a male foreign student of Chinese descent sitting in the last row in a very inconspicuous position by the window, taking advantage of the light to sketch in his notebook.

He was wearing a smoky gray T-shirt and a peaked cap. He lowered his head slightly, revealing a small old brown scar on the back of his cervical spine. His stern jaw line revealed a kind of indifference from outside the matter.

"Hey! The local students in our school are all so excited, why don't you react at all? The person who is giving a speech today must be a famous person in your country!" A male college student born and bred in country A couldn't help but ask. he.

"Is there?" The male international student turned his pen, looked at the man on the stage who was speaking fluently in foreign languages, and happened to meet the smiling eyes of the man behind the gold-rimmed glasses.

He pretended to be cold and raised his eyebrows, "I don't really understand."

After the lecture, the male international student was held in the narrow toilet cubicle by the pervertedly intelligent man who knew how to speak on the stage, and got to know him well.

When Zhou Zhao let go of the hand covering Zhao Mingze's mouth, the originally cold and tough young man was in a mess.

"Do you understand now?" Zhou Zhao jokingly laughed.

"You..." Zhao Mingze, who hadn't sweared for a long time, squinted at him with flushed eyes, and finally resisted the urge to curse, "Crazy! You can be at school now!"

"Don't worry, I've made arrangements." Zhou Zhao comforted, seeing Zhao Mingze's false alarmed expression of being teased, he couldn't help laughing, and leaned closer to Zhao Mingze, "However, the young master is really unexpected today, because he hasn't been touched for a long time But, is it because I was too nervous? For the first time, I only rely on the back..."

"Enough! Get out when it's over!" Zhao Mingze couldn't bear to shout.

The climate in country A is pleasant, and the weather in city S has been even more sunny recently.

The cool evening breeze slowly blows into the car window, accompanied by the relaxing and pleasant classical music in the car, pouring into people's minds, and the colorful lights are projected into people's eyes from time to time, like the colorful lights reflected in the aquarium in memory. The light and shadow, a flash of surprise, makes people intoxicated.

Zhao Mingze sighed.Almost three years?Suddenly, it's been so long?Until now, he still often feels that he is still in a dream.

"What do you want to eat tonight?" Zhou Zhao asked the young man leaning sideways on the back seat of the car, looking up at the neon lights outside the window in a daze.

Zhao Mingze came back to his senses and sat upright, and the feeling of discomfort came again from somewhere.He controlled it so that he didn't show any abnormality, his ears turned red, and he couldn't help being a little annoyed: "Whatever."

He is not feeling well now, what appetite can he have?

I always knew that Zhou Zhao was not a saint, but I didn't know that person was so vengeful? !Just because of his saying "I don't understand very well", I almost tossed him.

At that time, he was deliberately trying to show off his words, and he forgot about it after he finished speaking. As for that?

Zhou Zhao looked at Zhao Mingze's unattractive face, the scars on the side of his neck and behind his ears, pretending to be nonchalant but still sitting awkwardly, and stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his lower back.

"I'm sorry. I couldn't hold back when we met again." Zhou Zhao comforted me softly.

Zhao Mingze paused. Not only did he not feel repulsed, but his expression softened uncontrollably, and there was a strange fluctuation in his eyes.

"It's okay..." Zhao Mingze turned his face away, looked out the window, and said casually.

He is really ashamed to admit that these days, he has actually begun to get used to Zhou Zhao's touch, and even yearns for Zhou Zhao uncontrollably.

In fact, these days, although Zhou Zhao is used to "making progress", but for some reason, he has not reached the last step with him until now.He was in the bathroom just now, but Zhou Zhao was just outside.

Their previous incident was not so much satisfying Zhou Zhao, but more like developing him.

He has become more and more strange...

Studying abroad is not an easy life.

It is even more exhausting and exhausting than in China.

Although Zhou Zhao helped Zhao Mingze a lot and taught him many skill shortcuts, he was ignorant and left behind too many other competitors.Zhao Mingze wakes up early every day and is greedy for relevant knowledge. Even in his dreams, he is racking his brains on how to clean up the mess Zhao Yuan left for him and do what he wants to do.

On the surface, Zhao Mingze was steady and quiet, but in fact, he often unconsciously put himself in a tired and anxious state.Every time Zhou Zhao picked up the phone, Zhao Mingze felt a little reluctant to hang up listening to the gentle and gentle bass that made people relax and feel at ease.

Originally, he hadn't seen Zhou Zhao for a while, but he really wanted to have a good chat with Zhou Zhao, but before the beast could say a few words, the animal acted violently and grabbed his little handle and pushed him Toilet.

Zhou Zhao's ability in this area is not inferior to his ability to work hard in the mall. He just used his hands to strengthen his body and build a strong and indifferent young man named T. He is losing ground.

Zhao Mingze was ashamed to think about himself at the time, and his strong reaction was not an exaggeration to describe it as Yindang.He used to be a straight man who would be disgusted even if a man touched him!

Zhao Mingze blushed and looked out the window, trying to calm down, but saw himself on the window.

The neatly shaved sideburns exposed under the peaked cap no longer hide the forehead and eyebrows. Although there are some blue shadows in the fundus of the eyes caused by overwork, they do not hinder the spirit of the eyes.

He was completely different from the half-length black hair messily hanging in front of his eyes, the decadent and gloomy young man who looked like a walking corpse.

He has changed a lot in the past two years.Mind, body, seems to include...heart.