It was the beginning of another day. When I walked to the bar garage, I found that the Hummer H2 was no longer there. Why did Rowling send Daniu to school early in the morning?

"Rolling, you seem to have gotten the wrong direction, the school is there!"

"It's nothing to do when you go to school so early, so I plan to take you to a circle first. Okay, hurry up." As soon as Rowling stepped on the accelerator, a Hummer actually drove 200 kilometers per hour in Rowling's hand. It was really scary. Obviously, this Hummer had been modified by Edward.

Fortunately, it is early morning and there are not many vehicles on the road, otherwise... it would be terrifying to think about it!

"Rolling, stop the car soon, no, I'm about to vomit!" The big bull was already on the verge of collapse.

I knew nothing about the experience of the big bull. I drove out my Mercedes-Benz SLR from the garage and drove towards the school leisurely. After driving into the campus, I found a remote and unobtrusive place to park the car and walked towards my classroom.

Because of yesterday's lesson, I did not wear a suit to school again today, but changed into casual clothes. Although compared with the guys in the art department, this outfit is still too serious, but it is much better than wearing a suit. At least this will not be considered a fake.

When I walked into the classroom, I realized that I was running too far on the road. The sound of the teacher giving lectures had already come from the classroom. It was obvious that I was late.

"Sorry, I'm late." I greeted the teacher on the stage and walked straight to my seat.

Unfortunately, today the beautiful teacher Rachel was still giving lectures on stage. When she saw that she was late, she was so angry that she was so angry that she came.

I went to bed yesterday and was late today. You guy did it on purpose, right? Since you don’t give me face so much, you will be dead in this course and don’t want to get credits!

"Chris, we are talking about the issue of life ideals now. I think you should have your own ideals, let me tell you how about it?" Rui finally couldn't help but get angry when he saw me lying on the table again. In her opinion, a "problem student" like me who is late to sleep in class will not have any lofty ideals.

"My ideal?" I suddenly heard someone ask me to answer the question, and stood up reflexively, thought for a moment, and replied, "I hope to be a drop of ink that falls into a glass of clear water, not a drop of water that falls into a glass of ink."

"Chris, your idea is very fresh. Can you be more specific?" My words made Rachel, who was originally going to see me look ugly, and also attracted the appetite of the students present.

"A drop of ink can make a cup of clear water black and mixed, while a drop of clear water will only be assimilated by that cup of ink, and will not turn that cup of ink into clear water!"

"Then what you mean is that you just want to be a villain, not a hero?" Rachel grabbed my words. In the United States, theories like me are rare because this is a country that worships heroes extremely, and Rachel's problem is obviously embarrassing me and making me the public enemy of the entire class.

"It is only a villain who has money and power. But these villains are often great in people's eyes. Why is this? This is because people have been assimilated by this drop of ink." I said slowly, "Although the heroes on the silver screen are invincible and immortal, what about in reality? Heroes usually become martyrs in the end, and only remain in people's memories and in office files. Heroes cannot change the world. The drop of water that wants to change ink will only increase the amount of ink in the end, but will not change the quality of ink."

My words made the whole classroom fall into deep thought. When I saw that the get out of class was about to end, I sorted out my own things and walked out of the teacher first, leaving behind a group of people who were experiencing something behind me.

After coming out of the classroom, I looked at my watch. It was almost noon. I was going to ask Xiaoning to come and have dinner together, and asked her about her situation in the new school. After all, Uncle Wang was not by Xiaoning's side, so the task of taking care of Xiaoning naturally fell on my shoulders. I haven't seen her for some days, and I don't know how she has been doing recently.

Because I don’t know which department Xiaoning is studying for a graduate student, I can only come to the girls’ dormitory to wait for Xiaoning to come back. When I came downstairs of the dormitory, I found that many "like-minded" buddies were all holding flowers and relying on the luxury car they drove, waiting for the arrival of the person they were interested in.

And I, a guy with empty hands and no luxury cars behind me, looked very prominent among the group of people. But it doesn’t matter, I came to soak the horse like them.

Finally, I finally saw Xiao Ning. It seemed that she was doing well now, and she was talking and laughing with her. I should be her roommate. At this time, I didn’t know that Xiao Ning, who had just entered the school, was named one of the top ten beauties in the school by the pervert at the University of Los Angeles, and there were countless suitors behind her.

I was about to go up and invite Xiaoning to have lunch together, but I found that Xiaoning had been blocked by a bouquet of bright red roses. I saw a young man with blond hair, burly figure and wearing famous brands handed the rose to Xiaoning and kissed Xiaoning's back of his hand with a gentlemanly demeanor. Because it was a bit far away, I couldn't hear what the young man was saying, but it was nothing more than inviting Xiaoning to have lunch together.

The other pursuits around Xiaoning may be due to the identity of this blonde young man. Although his eyes are very hot, he just dared not go forward and talk to Xiaoning.

At this time, Xiao Ning also saw me slowly approaching her, and her expression suddenly became very excited. After throwing the rose in her hand to her roommate, she ignored the suitor in front of her and ran towards me.

It suddenly pounced into my arms. The moment Xiao Ning threw herself into my arms, everyone around her opened her mouth wide and didn't know what to say. The ground was covered with fragments of glasses. Who would have thought that the school beauties Wang Ning would actually pounce on the arms of a guy with no cars or flowers and poor clothes in public?

The blonde young man's eyes were even more fired. No matter how he looked at his conditions, he was better than the oriental man in front of him, and the woman he liked actually threw herself into the arms of the oriental man in front of him. All this made him feel that he had slapped him hard in front of so many people, making him look down on his face. Since he was a child, no one dared to steal the thing he liked. Today, a poor boy snatched the woman he liked. How could he swallow this tone?

The blonde young man's mind was gradually dazzled by anger, and he slowly walked towards me with a gloomy face.

Looking at Xiao Ning in my arms, I was amused and laughed. Although this is an open-minded America, being held by the school belle in front of so many people made my face a little hot. But then I thought again, it should be natural for my sister to hug my brother, and there is nothing shameful about it, so I hugged Xiao Ning with peace of mind.

But in the eyes of others, things don’t think so. In the eyes of the blonde young man, I was demonstrating to him, saying that this woman is mine and no one else can touch her.

How could a noble young man tolerate a poor boy tying at me? He swung his fist and smashed it at me. The blonde young man who was already dying of anger could not care whether this fist would accidentally hurt Xiao Ning.
Chapter completed!