indianbanksassociation Chapter 30 Hongjun, you've really done something terrible!
Chapter 30 Hongjun, you've really done something terrible!
Chapter 30 Hongjun, you've really done something terrible!
Back in his office, Flander leaned back in his chair, legs propped up on the desk, sipping tea.
Looking at Dai Mubai, who was surrounded by several angry people in the courtyard, a smug smile appeared on his face.
"You little brat, I can't handle you."
This kid has been a bit unsettled lately, and as the dean, I naturally have to take responsibility for calming down the restless student.
"However, Ning Rongrong is a bit more troublesome."
Flander seemed to realize something, and his brow furrowed slightly.
The first guard of this little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was only a Soul Emperor, who also conveyed Ning Fengzhi's wishes to him, indicating that he could discipline her as he pleased.
He originally wanted to thoroughly curb the little princess's arrogance and had arranged a series of suppression plans, but less than a day later, Old Master Ning arrived.
Flander thought it was really messed up, disciplining people so arbitrarily, and sending a Contra-level bodyguard instead?
Am I in charge of managing the market?
But things always take a turn for the better.
Yesterday's series of events led Elder Ning to take a liking to Hong Jun, and as Hong Jun's closest confidant, his status within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School rose accordingly.
However, this makes educating Ning Rongrong even more troublesome.
What if these two actually get together in the future? Wouldn't that be very awkward for me?
But if this little girl is really like a little witch, as Ning Fengzhi said, then his little monster team will be difficult to lead.
"Forget it, let's see if she can actually run properly."
He set up twenty laps; if this little princess of the Seven Treasures Glazed Glass could complete half of them, there would be hope.
Otherwise, even if it offends the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, I'll have to resort to some means.
Flander shook his head, and with a flash of black shadow, he disappeared from the room in an instant.
"Hoo-ha, hoo-ha"
On the country road, Oscar panted heavily while secretly glancing into the distance.
The pretty and innocent girl took small steps, but her speed was just as good, and she looked to be in much better shape than Oscar, with only a little sweat on her forehead.
A gentle breeze swept by, lifting her dark hair and a wisp of her skirt, making her look like a butterfly dancing among the flowers on a summer afternoon.
Gumbling—
Oscar instinctively swallowed, staring blankly at Ning Rongrong, feeling as if his heart had been struck hard.
"Um, that."
He mustered his courage and reached out to say hello.
"Your name is Ning Rongrong, right? I'm Oscar, a food-type Soul Master. I look forward to working with you in the future."
The pretty girl paused for a moment, seemingly surprised, but then smiled sweetly.
"Hello, nice to meet you."
Although she didn't particularly like this person, she had heard that Oscar and Ma Hongjun were good friends who had been together for two years.
Let's be more polite to his brother.
If it were anyone else, Ning Rongrong would naturally ignore them completely.
Wow! !
The girl's sweet smile instantly made Oscar's mind wander to the ends of the earth, and he almost floated away.
"Then, would you like to try my martial spirit?"
Oscar flashed what he thought was a pretty cool smile, raised his hand, and chanted, "I have a big sausage."
However, he probably forgot that he still had a full beard and didn't show his signature lewd face. Combined with this action and expression, he was as lewd as could be.
"This is my first soul skill, the Restoration Sausage. It can effectively restore stamina. Try it, it tastes great!"
He chuckled and handed the large sausage to Ning Rongrong.
"you"
Ning Rongrong's smile changed slightly, showing signs of faltering.
She took a deep breath, suppressing her disgust and anger, took a step back, and waved her hand.
"No, no need."
After saying that, she turned to leave.
Those who hang out with Dai Mubai are definitely no good, Qingqing is right!
How annoying, how can Hongjun have such a good friend?
"Oh, oh, you should try it. Look, you're sweating. You must be very tired. It's really effective."
Oscar paused for a moment, thinking the girl was just shy, and chased after her, waving the large sausage in his hand, and said enthusiastically.
"Even the dean said it tasted good."
Ning Rongrong clenched her fists, a few veins showing on her forehead, and the expression on her fair face became stiff and forced.
"No, thank you, but really, it's not necessary."
As she spoke, the girl quickened her pace, wanting to get away from this person as soon as possible.
"Don't be shy, Rongrong. Don't worry, I can make a lot more after you finish eating them."
Oscar patted his chest, indicating that he was very strong and had a lot of soul power.
Upon hearing this, Ning Rongrong finally stopped in her tracks.
Uncle Sausage thought the girl had changed her mind, so he quickly handed her the sausage with a smile, "Rongrong, you..."
"Eat, eat, eat your mother's food! I still have two left. Anyway, get the hell out of here!"
With that, the girl turned and left without looking back, leaving Oscar frozen in place, dumbfounded.
He was dumbfounded.
Oscar never imagined that such a pure and lovely girl could say such bold things.
Pat pat—
Footsteps sounded, and Uncle Big Sausage looked up in a daze, only to find that Ning Rongrong had run back again.
Do you need to explain something?
Oscar felt a glimmer of hope, and his eyes gradually lit up.
"I forgot to mention, if you dare let Brother Hongjun find out about what happened today, I'll kill you, understand?"
The girl's beautiful eyes flashed with a cold light as she glanced at him with disdain.
"He's nowhere near as good as Brother Hongjun."
Oscar: !!!
What do you mean? What do you mean by "far inferior to the fat guy"?
Before Fatty's martial soul mutated, I was miles ahead of him in every aspect, okay?!
"etc!!"
Oscar roared angrily, radiating a terrifying aura.
"you"
He stared at the girl, took a deep breath, and spoke slowly, word by word.
"Don't you want to know about Fatty Hongjun's past life?"
Ning Rongrong, who had been impatient, immediately stopped in her tracks, her beautiful eyes shining. "Really? Hongjun's past? Tell me, tell me!"
The girl rushed over, showing no trace of her earlier impatience and disdain.
"Hmph, you should know that I am Hongjun's best brother. I know everything about his past."
Seeing the expectation in Ning Rongrong's eyes, Oscar felt a slight bitterness in his heart, but he had no choice but to force a smile.
"This story goes back two years, back when I was still..."
"Get to the point. Skip the parts about you and just talk about Hongjun."
".OK."
In the fields, Uncle Big Sausage's slightly aggrieved voice and the girl's occasional gasps of surprise faded into the distance.
In the sky, Flander adjusted his glasses and watched this scene.
For some reason, he felt a bit conflicted.
Ning Rongrong's performance completely exceeded his expectations; she neither complained nor gave up halfway.
"Hongjun, you've really brought this upon yourself."
(End of this chapter)