Sick Beauty Gives Up Struggle [Rebirth]

Going to school on Monday, as soon as Li Rong entered the classroom, several students in the class with a background of Hong Suo immediately cast indescribable glances.

Especially Cui Mingyang, Cui Mingyang looked down on Li Rong, but because of Cen Wei's warning, he didn't dare to show it too clearly, so he quickly looked away after glancing at him, and then glancing again when nothing happened, he didn't know , This looks like a clown making a pose.

Jian Fu was like a magnet, he was attracted to Li Rong's table with joy.

He couldn't stop the smirk on his face, and before Cen Wei came, he pushed Li Rong's arm with his shoulder: "Okay, monitor, I heard that Song Yuanyuan's mother's face turned green, and everyone present followed suit. It was like swallowing a fly, and then I found a reason to leave without even eating the cake. If you want to say that you are the one who can eat enough for one person and the whole family is not hungry, I admire you. My brother Xiao has not come yet, tell me, what is he? reaction?"

Li Rong put the oatmeal porridge bought at the roadside on the table, and slowly inserted the straw into the paper cup. Hearing this, he pulled his lips: "It's rare for him to be confessed by me. He's very happy."

Jian Fu glanced at Cen Ling's empty seat, and couldn't help laughing: "I don't know if my brother is happy or not, but the music in the third district is crazy. His father is always serious and serious. It's rare that something happens at home. Let's all have fun."

Li Rong took a sip of porridge, frowned and swallowed it forcefully.

He really hates porridge, especially the tongue that was scalded by coffee has not fully healed, the porridge has slipped over the tip of his tongue, and he can't even taste the taste, it's like drinking medicine.

But in order to nourish the stomach, there is no way.

He waited for the sweet warmth to slowly slide into his stomach from his throat, and then casually asked: "Did the news spread so fast? I remember that there were no people from the United Chamber of Commerce that day."

The Song family started out as a business, and they have grown bigger and bigger over the years, relying on the support of the Hongsuo Research Institute. In other words, the Song family chose Hongsuo when they first joined the team, and the resources, connections and friends of the family are all It has a red background.

Probably because Li Qingli and Gu Nong had an accident, the Song family panicked, and then they felt that they could not hang themselves from a tree, so Song's mother asked Xiao Muran to go shopping and walk the cat every day for beauty treatment, in an attempt to open up contacts with the United Chamber of Commerce.

Doing business with one side is the same as doing business with both parties. Joining Lanshu is just paying an extra membership fee, so that you can also get the support of Lanshu, and it will be easier to cooperate with companies in the chamber of commerce in the future.

Jian Fu was puzzled: "Of course, bad news spreads far and wide. Don't you know that the scandal over Hong Suo spreads faster in Lan Shu than the salary increase at the end of the year?"

Li Rong put down the paper cup, looked up at Jian Fu, and his smile deepened: "I know."

The first district where Jian Fu's parents live is in charge of Internet companies, not only are they well-informed about major events, but also all kinds of insignificant gossip are spread the fastest in the first district.

In the last life, at Cen Ling's house, he saw with his own eyes that someone in a certain work group of Jian Fu posted an entertainment news about the inside story of the capital's hidden stars.

Coincidentally, that star is Lin Qin.

Jian Fu: "Anyway, you are completely famous in Lanshu. I guess Cen Wei's father can write your name upside down in the past few days hahahaha."

There was a lot of trouble in Li's family, but most of them were about his parents. An underage high school student was nothing in the eyes of those big bosses. Some of them didn't even know whether Li Qingli and Gu Nongsheng were sons or not. daughter.

But after Li Rong made such a fuss, the fact that Li Qingli had a beautiful and crazy son became deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Li Rong slowly withdrew his smile, lowered his head, and took a straw in his mouth seriously, his eyes were so downcast that it was hard to see his expression clearly.

"The third district is so lively, so the fourth district next door also knows?"

Lanhu District [-] manages emerging technology industries. In order to expand the scale, the president not only cooperates with foreign companies to introduce large quantities, but also establishes angel funds to support many private research institutes.

In some fields, foreign countries are developing faster, and ready-made products are brought over, directly seizing the market, leading to the abort of the project that Hongsuo Research Institute spent a lot of money on. Interests have squeezed the space for domestic technological development.

Several other districts of Lanshu gave the fourth district a red light, and the fourth district became the fastest-growing and most profitable unit of the United Chamber of Commerce. The more money it makes, the better the welfare benefits, and the more talents it absorbs, so a virtuous circle is formed. The scale is getting bigger and bigger.

Hong Suo asked the fourth district to slow down the speed of introduction to give domestic researchers time to improve, but the fourth district was naturally unwilling to rely on this to make money, and the grievances between the two parties also came from this, and after several generations of development, it became more and more intense.

Jian Fu couldn't help expressing in front of Li Rong: "Of course, my dad chatted with Mr. Hu yesterday, and Mr. Hu brought this up on his own initiative. Both of them and a few of my dad's deputies said they were going to tease Chairman Cen. "

Hu Yuming, the president of the fourth district, because he is in charge of the richest chamber of commerce, and he is handsome, was respectfully called Mr. Hu by the insiders of Lanshu. Jian Fu followed his parents and called him nicknames.

"Hu Yuming." Li Rong was slightly lost in thought, tapped the wall of the paper cup with his slender fingers, and repeated the name again.

In his last life, he entered the Hongsuo Research Institute, and he followed the most famous professor Jiang Weide in Hongsuo.

Jiang Weide has a strong sense of collective honor, and he has a very bad opinion of Hu Yuming. Whenever he mentions this person, he will be scolded for chasing fame and fortune. bump.

Because of this, Li Rong had some complaints about Hu Yuming, but he didn't have any in-depth contact with this person except for seeing Hu Yuming give a speech from a distance.

He worked with Jiang Weide on the GT201 project. The content of the project was highly confidential, but when the results were about to be produced, he was poisoned in the dangerous medicine room.

He had to wonder if there was something tricky inside Hong Suo, and whether his parents' matter was covered up by someone with a heart.

Li Rong touched his schoolbag, took out a piece of liqueur chocolate that he took from the birthday party on the weekend, and threw it to Jian Fu who was lying on the table like a pug, pretending to be curious: "Does Hu Yuming know that I am Li Qingli's son?"

Jian Fu's attention was briefly attracted by the colorful chocolate wrapping paper, and he didn't pay attention to Li Rong's question, and said casually: "I probably didn't know before, but I must know now, you even claimed that you are going to marry into my brother Xiao's house, What's this?"

He picked up the chocolate and looked around, curled his lips in disgust, and threw it back to Li Rong: "This brand is very sweet, I don't eat it, why did you buy this, have you never tasted good chocolate?"

"Eat it or not, don't let it down." Li Rong casually put the chocolate on the corner of the table.

Brief: "..."

Sometimes he doesn't understand very well, Li Rong is now clearly discredited and penniless, how can he speak so arrogantly?

Not only being arrogant in the class, but also being arrogant to the elders at Song Yuanyuan's birthday party.

He even had the illusion that Li Qingli and Gu Nong were not dead, and the case would be overturned immediately, and he was even going to become the dean of the Hongsuo Research Institute.

Jian Fu curled her lips: "Cut, it's not delicious in the first place. If it wasn't for my brother, I wouldn't bother to tell you."

Li Rong perfunctory: "Then let your brother tell me."

For students like Cen Wei who are the last one all year round, it is common for them to arrive late and leave early, and the school is too lazy to call Cen Qing and Xiao Muran to talk about his problems.

Li Rong carefully drank a cup of porridge, except that his stomach was full, and he didn't have any joy in tasting delicious food.

Yang Fenfang stepped into the classroom on high heels, twisted her neck, looked up, down, left, and right, and began to direct.

"He Lu, the blackboard hasn't been wiped clean, look at the chalk dust on the side here, and Yang Meng, have you cleaned the last row, the paper balls are still there, Li Rong and I come to the office."

After Yang Fenfang finished speaking, she took a deep look at Li Rong, then looked at the empty seat beside him, and sighed helplessly.

Li Rong stood up and followed Yang Fenfang to the office.

The corridor is very cold, because the sun is not visible, the temperature is lower than outside.

Li Rong shrunk into the collar while walking, shrunk lower and lower, and when she reached the office door, Yang Fenfang turned her head and saw only a pair of round eyes protruding from the white collar.

Yang Fenfang: "..."

Li Rong gestured to the half-open iron door of the office with his eyes: "Teacher, please come in."

The corners of Yang Fenfang's lips twitched: "Okay." This is obviously her office.

Li Rong found that every time he chatted with Yang Fenfang, he seemed to lock the door tightly, for fear of being overheard.

Yang Fenfang locked the door, put down the canvas bag with the lesson plans, took out the glasses cloth from inside, and wiped the heavy lenses.

The colder the weather, the more inconvenient it is to wear glasses.

Yang Fenfang wiped it again, and the mist rose again, so she had to wipe it again.

She wiped it again and muttered: "When I send you off this class, I took the time to do my eyes."

Li Rong poked his head out of his collar, shook the broken hair that covered his eyes, and couldn't help suggesting: "Wait for two years, and better technology will come out."

Yang Fenfang paused for a moment, then gave Li Rong a glance: "It must be that the more advanced the technology is, the more advanced it is, I don't know?"

Li Rongwan: "That's right." But what he was talking about was a technology that almost achieves zero damage to the eyes.

Yang Fenfang cleared her throat, and said seriously: "I have something to tell you. The school has a recommendation quota for the Talent Program, and you are the number one in the school. Logically speaking, this quota should be given to you."

Li Rong listened quietly, and he began to recall the timeline.

In his last life, he took the college entrance examination by himself, and his score was the first in the province, and he applied for the Department of Biochemistry of University A.

Yang Fenfang saw that he was serious, and there was a look of pity in his eyes, probably because of a guilty conscience. Yang Fenfang didn't dare to look into his eyes anymore, turned around and pretended to tidy up the desktop, and wrote lightly: "This recommendation requires a written test and an interview. At the end of February next year. I believe you will be fine with the written test and interview, but the quota will be sent to University A for public review, um... family background is also a part of the review, so you may not pass.

I think so, you see that your grades are so stable, and you will definitely be able to get into University A in the college entrance examination, so this spot should be given to Cui Mingyang, who happens to be second, I want you two to discuss it and build a good relationship , he owes you a favor and maybe it will be good for you in the future. "

Yang Fenfang was nervous when she said these words, she wanted to be as tactful as possible, but no matter how tactful she was, it was a bit cruel to Li Rong.

During the private school meeting, the school said that even if Li Rong successfully passed the written test and interview, if he was reported during the publicity period, he would definitely be withdrawn. Instead of letting him lose everything at that time, it would be better to explain to him early in the morning. Also avoid another disturbance.

Yang Fenfang felt that what she had hinted was obvious.

Li Rong is short of money now, so it would be nice to take advantage of Cui Mingyang's opportunity to sell favors to meet his basic needs in life.

Li Rong tilted his head, his eyes were looking at Yang Fenfang's face, neither happy nor sad.

He seemed to have heard similar words in his last life, but unfortunately he couldn't remember clearly, he couldn't remember whether he agreed or not.

He was so muddled back then that he didn't care much about anything other than living.

The malice coming from Howl was so great that he didn't even know who to hate or take revenge on.

Later, he was admitted to University A as a matter of course and entered the field of his parents. This trivial matter was left behind by him.

What didn't make waves at the age of 17, on the contrary, aroused fierce hatred when he was 23 years old.

Now that he was lucky enough to go back to the past, he wanted to grab everything that belonged to him, not letting go of a single one.

"No." Li Rong said lightly.

Yang Fenfang: "The teacher knows that you are wronged, so he is not in a hurry to ask you to give the answer now. Anyway, there is still a long time before February, so you can think about it slowly."

But Li Rong had to face the reality. If he really went to the stage of publicity and was reported, it would be a waste of a place in the school.

Li Rong smiled lightly, put his hands into the pockets of his cotton coat, and shrugged mischievously: "I know what the school thinks, but this quota is mine, even if it is wasted, it is mine, and I won't let it."

Although his expression was playful and gentle, there was no hint of a joke in those eyes.

The air is heavy like lime mixed with water, viscous and pitch-black. As the water evaporates, the suffocation becomes stronger, as if it will freeze people in the scene at any time.

Yang Fenfang vaguely saw a kind of coldness that didn't belong to her age. She couldn't describe that feeling, like a sharp blade hidden in the dark, even if it temporarily concealed the sharp edge, as long as someone dared to try unscrupulously, they would definitely be backlashed.

She couldn't help but her heart trembled, but she put on her glasses and looked again, but she couldn't see anything.

Li Rong puffed his mouth, and said with a smile: "If the school opens this door and turns the recommended places into a transaction with a clearly marked price, it seems that it is not easy to explain to the students in the school."

Now it was Yang Fenfang's turn to be silent.

What Li Rong said is very true, the status of A Zhong in the whole country is different, and fairness is the most basic principle here, so Li Rong can only give up this matter voluntarily.

Li Rong: "Teacher has nothing else to do, I'll go back first."

He didn't wait for Yang Fenfang to say anything, he opened the door of the office grandly and walked out.

After walking a few steps, Li Rong stopped.

Cen Xiao was leaning against the railing in the corridor, holding a school notice with a red head in his hand.

He took that important thing as a casual object, rolled it into an egg roll, and knocked on the stainless steel railing.

He stood in a very convenient position. The sunlight from the patio rarely reaches the inside of the corridor, but there is only one ray, which flows over the railing and flows to the ground.

Cen Xiao was standing in this light, even his hair was golden.

Li Rong rolled his eyes and teased, "Come to find me?"

Cen Lingyun glanced at him, stopped tapping, and threw the rolled up notice to Li Rong: "Come to deliver something to Lao Yang."

Li Rong raised his eyebrows pretending to be relaxed, and couldn't help but say sarcastic words: "You just roll up the school's documents like this, tsk, donating to the school is really different."

He doesn't tell the truth.

But he knew that in the past, the school committee was responsible for this matter. If the school committee didn't come, the class representative would come. Cen Wei never went to Yang Fenfang's office. Because of the status of president Cen, it was Yang Fenfang who went back and forth. He runs away from home.

So there is a high probability that Cen Wei came to him.

Cen Wei straightened his back and stood up half a head taller than Li Rong in an instant.

He walked out of the warm light, took two steps towards Li Rong, was silent for a while, and said lightly: "Because there is no need to read this notice, according to the tradition of the school over the years, the result has already come out, this result—"

Cen Wei paused for a moment, lowered his eyes, pinching something in his palm, with a wrong finger, he easily opened the wrapping paper, and stuffed the thing into Li Rong's mouth.

"No one will change."

Li Rong closed his eyes unexpectedly, and subconsciously pressed his lips together.

A sweet smell mixed with rum spread out, and he licked it with the tip of his tongue, only to realize that it was the liqueur chocolate he threw on the table.

Li Rong slowly put the sweet chocolate in his mouth, peeled off the document casually, and glanced down.

—— "Requirements and Registration Notice on the Recommendation of the University Talent Program in A"

Li Rong was slightly taken aback, the chocolate mixed with rum melted in his mouth, taking away the taste of oatmeal, leaving only endless sweetness.

Simply put, it's not objective.

Although this chocolate is not the most expensive brand, it is obviously delicious.

He immediately pursed his lips and smiled, his eyes were slightly astringent, and he needed some strength to suppress this astringency.

This emotion had disappeared for a long time, so long that he thought he had completely lost it, but it turned out that he hadn't.

In the next second, Li Rong simply pressed his fingers hard, and rolled the notice draft rolled into an egg roll into a paper ball.

Cen Ling stared at him as he swallowed the chocolate, rolled his tongue, then slipped his Adam's apple, and swallowed it.

He still didn't forget to lick the corners of his lips and eat up the chocolate left on his lips. His slightly pouty lips were wet and tender red.

Cen Wei looked away calmly, tilted his head slightly, and asked, "What happened?"

Li Rong raised his eyes and looked at him, most of the redness in the corners of his eyes disappeared, only his extra moist eyes were rare traces left.

After staring at each other for a while, he saw a tacit understanding in Cen Xiao's eyes.

Li Rong smiled and said, "It's okay, I just suddenly realized that my senior year in high school was quite difficult."

Cen Ling repeated in a low voice: "Suddenly?"

Li Rong put away his smile, showing a rare serious expression.

"No one cared about it before, and I didn't find it difficult, but now..." He changed the subject, pretending to be relaxed, "Which of us is going to hand over this ball of waste paper to Yang Fenfang?"