The beautiful boy is disobedient, take over!

Because of the "reporting" in the afternoon, Ling Zhigang could hardly concentrate on his work after Zhong Ming left. He tapped his fingers on the table carelessly and frowned slightly.Police officer Zheng handed over another document and said, "There was another brawl on Nanjing Road in the west of the city. One died and three were injured. Lao Wang and the others have already dealt with it."

"Put it here."

Police officer Zheng chopped the documents on the table, saw that the documents on the table were in a mess, and thought of the boy who came in the afternoon, so he hesitated to speak, and said: "Ju Ling, the boy in the afternoon..."

"It's a distant relative of mine. The children are playing around. It's okay. You can go out."

As soon as Ling Zhi said that, he laughed. It was his usual gentle attitude at work, and his expression was extremely charming. Officer Zheng blushed when he saw it, and couldn't help but feel excited, so he quickly backed out.Ling Zhi just flipped through the information on the table and glanced at it, then threw it on the table, lit a cigarette by himself, and exhaled slowly.

Recently, the city has been quite uneasy. Two underground casinos on Nanjing Road in the west of the city had a dispute over the business.Zhang Jianghe said that the behind-the-scenes bosses of the two casinos are brothers for many years, and it is not good to help either side, which makes him a little headache.Sitting in this chair, what he hopes most is to be kind and make money, and those incidents of beatings and killings can be avoided if possible, so as not to be caught by some media who don't know what is good or bad.After thinking about it, he called Zhang Jianghe and decided to invite the bosses of the two casinos to dinner at night.

After making the phone call, he saw that it was almost time to get off work, so he stood up, put his coat on his shoulders, and walked outside. He drove directly to the school to pick up Zhong Ming.

The police station was not far from Zhong Ming's school, just a few intersections away. He came out early, and the traffic on the road was relatively smooth.He looked at the class schedule posted in the car, and knew that the last period when the bell rang was a physical education class, or more precisely, a dance class.

Zhong Ming has been gifted in sports since he was a child. In addition to running, he also likes to play badminton and table tennis. He has a wide range of sports hobbies. Except for basketball and tennis, he doesn't play much. He knows everything.In his freshman year, he chose badminton last semester and table tennis in the next semester. In his sophomore year, he originally wanted to choose Tai Chi, but I heard that the teacher who taught Tai Chi in their school was very strict and gave very low marks in the final exam. He wanted to be excellent, but he heard Zhang Yuanyuan say that their school's dance class is very easy, and the teaching facilities are the best among all the physical education classes in their school. His ears softened, so he asked Zhang Yuanyuan to help when choosing courses He took dance lessons.

It is said to be a dance class, but in fact it is to learn some basic movements, bouncing around is also very interesting.Zhong Ming is a thoughtful person in terms of life planning. He feels that his personality is not extroverted enough, so he intends to train himself. Learning to dance requires strong self-confidence and a desire to express, which is very challenging for him.When Ling Zhi first came to the gymnasium, it was almost after school. It was dark early in winter, and the weather was bad today. It was already dark before six o'clock.It was a cold day, but Zhong Ming jumped out of sweat, leaning against the railing to pant, with a red scarf tied on his forehead, looking youthful and foreign.

Zhong Ming is a rural person, but he doesn't have any rustic atmosphere in his body. Instead, he is like a simple and beautiful jade, exuding such a clean energy.Seeing him smiling happily with a group of girls there, it seems that he has been a heartthrob since he was a child, and he is a handsome man at the school level. Resist temptation.

It's just that this handsome man's amiable face is obviously for whom. As soon as Zhong Ming saw him, the smile on his face disappeared immediately. He pretended not to see him and turned his head away.Ling Zhigang didn't care, and walked in with his pockets in his pockets. His calm and relaxed appearance attracted the attention of most of the girls in the classroom.Zhang Yuanyuan also saw it, and touched Zhong Ming's arm: "That relative of yours is here again."

Zhong Ming let out a "huh" and said, "I see."

"He's so handsome, he looks very rich, what do you do?"

Zhong Ming glanced back, and saw that Ling Zhi had just sat down on the bench beside him, his legs crossed, his leather shoes shone brightly, and he took out a lighter and cigarettes from his pocket.Unexpectedly, he didn't order the billet, so Zhong Ming and his dance teacher yelled: "Hey, so who, smoking is not allowed in the classroom!"

Zhong Ming was washing his hands, and when he heard this, he secretly laughed, and couldn't help but look back, only to see Ling Zhigang seemed a little embarrassed, and put the cigarette back in his hand - he turned his head and said to Zhang Yuanyuan: "He is our city. The chief of police here, Ling Zhigang."

Zhang Yuanyuan really showed a very surprised look: "You still have such relatives, have you never heard of them before?"

Zhong Ming smiled and said nothing - the bell rang for the end of get out of class. He wiped his sweat with a towel and went into the locker room to change.Who knew that Zhang Yuanyuan was sitting next to Ling Zhigang when he came out, and he didn't know what the two of them were talking about. Anyway, that girl Zhang Yuanyuan was quite happy, giggling and giggling non-stop.

Regardless of the likes and dislikes of feelings, to be honest, this Ling Zhigang is still very attractive. He is young, handsome, powerful, and has everything a man needs. He is a charming man who is hard to stop.

He walked outside with his bag on his shoulders, and when he reached the bench, Zhang Yuanyuan stood up, smiled at Zhong Ming, and went to the locker room.Ling Zhigang also stood up, Zhong Ming turned around and saw Zhang Yuanyuan entered the locker room, and suddenly said: "She is not my girlfriend."

He had a faint worry that Ling Zhigang thought Zhang Yuanyuan was his girlfriend, and that's why he was so amiable and wanted to do something wrong.

"I know." Ling Zhigang smiled: "Even if she is your girlfriend, I don't care. A girlfriend who has never even kissed her mouth is what kind of girlfriend."

His first kiss belonged to him, and he felt it right away—Zhong Ming was a little embarrassed, and walked outside with his bag on his shoulders, Ling Zhigang followed behind and said: "I didn't expect you to dance, you can dance a lot, and you can dance." Is there anything I don't know?"

"There's a lot you don't know."

In addition to dancing, Zhong Ming can also play the guitar, but he is reluctant to buy it. He plays the guitar of Wang Cheng in the dormitory. He learned these things after playing. He is very talented in talents and learns everything very quickly. , Singing is also very good, has a natural good voice, and also likes to draw, although the painting is not good.His handwriting is also very handsome, and he learned brush calligraphy from the first old man in the village. He has been writing compositions since he was a child, and he has been read aloud by the Chinese teacher as a model essay in the class. In high school, his school celebrated the centenary of the school. He wrote a collection of essays written by students over the years, and he alone has selected eight essays, which is one of the leading ones in the 100-year history of Jianchuan High School - he just failed in the college entrance examination, and only got into the top 5 teacher training class colleges and universities.From elementary school to high school, his head teacher wrote year-end comments over the years. He always wrote the most praiseworthy words, such as "making a further step forward", "he will become a dragon in the future", and "in time, there will be something As ", since he was a child, he has received dozens of awards if not a hundred. He grew up surrounded by praise, and he himself has the capital to be admired.His pride is not without reason. Apart from his family being poor and coming from the countryside, he is the best in everything.

He is also dedicated to goodness. In his eyes, people like Ling Zhigang are social scum, but he is lucky and has a good background.He was afraid of him, and looked down on him a little bit.

It was completely dark outside, but the school's street lights would not turn on until seven o'clock in the evening.The gymnasium is in the southwest corner of their school, far away from the teaching buildings and dormitories. It is relatively remote, surrounded by trees, and there are only a few scattered people on the road.The heater was turned on in the gymnasium, but it was extremely cold outside.When Zhong Ming was buttoning his buttons, he suddenly saw Ling Zhigang stretching out his hand naturally in front of him, as if he wanted to hold him.He froze for a moment, and saw Ling Zhi just turned his head and looked at him with piercing eyes.He pretended not to notice, lowered his head and continued to button his collar.

Ling Zhigang was a little unhappy now, and his outstretched hand stopped in mid-air, as if showing off his slender fingers.

Zhong Ming's eyelids moved, and he saw Ling Zhigang's wide palm from the corner of his eye, and his heart jumped, but he finally compromised, feeling that there was no one around, so he stretched out his hand, Ling Zhigang held his hand, and the palm was very tight. It was hot, and a little rough, not like the texture that a person of his status should have.Someone would come out from behind at any time, he pursed his lips tightly, without raising his head, he just wanted to get out of here quickly.But after walking a few steps, his eyelids suddenly became cold, as if something had fallen on his face, he raised his head, and heard Ling Zhigang's cheerful voice, he raised his head and said, "It seems to be snowing."

Sure enough, it was snowing, very fine snow, and it was hard to see clearly in the dark, but if you turned your head and looked at the glass windows of the gymnasium, you would see the snowflakes were lit by white lights, shining with bright lights.