After sitting down, Yin Er Shao rubbed his hands: "That, rich man, if you really take a photo, can you resell Zhou Jue to me? I don't have money now, and when I get all the money, I will go and redeem it!"

"no."

"Why, you don't have the mental power, it's useless for you to keep it."

"I gave it to Jinglan."

“…”

Chu Zheng said that sentence too naturally.

It made Young Master Yin feel that he had auditory hallucinations.

Send... to Jinglan?

But thinking about it, she gave herself 100 million cloud pattern crystals without blinking... It seems that it is not impossible.

"Rich rich, what's the relationship between you and Jinglan..."?

Chu Zheng is not easy to position, but it does not hinder the result she wants.

so……

"He can only be mine."

Young Master Yin himself interpreted this sentence: "Do you like him?"

"Um."

The Second Young Master Yin suddenly stopped talking and was a little silent throughout the whole process. It was not until Zhou Jue started filming that he became a little nervous.

As Yin Ershao said, as soon as Zhou Jue appeared, a group of people began to bid.

Young Master Yin glanced at Chu Zheng who was calm next to him, and for some reason, he relaxed.

When Chu Zheng was in the end, there were fewer people, then bidding began.

When the last hammer was shot, Young Master Yin wiped a cold sweat.

Finally taken a photo.

Chu Zheng went to complete the procedures, and Yin Ershao followed her step by step, as if he had something to say, but when Chu Zheng left, he didn't even put a word on it.

-

The next day.

Two mechas were sent before and after the mecha exhibition, and parked in the huge playground, and students watched.

One is Zhou Jue.

The mecha that is familiar to the Imperial Academy.

"God, it's really Zhou Jue! I heard yesterday that the final transaction price was 1.3 billion!"

This incident has spread all over the Star Network.

Zhou is a custom-made mecha, and there is no clear price for the real price.

But the current transaction price is definitely the highest price in the mecha.

"Jinglan's Zhou Jue..."

"Hey, why are you sent to the school?"

"Did Teacher Jinglan take a photo?"

"Impossible, I heard he has no money."

There was a speculation from the dark school: "It wasn't the person I took to school and I was disgusted with Teacher Jinglan, right?"

These students called Teacher Jinglan, but they didn't see much respect in their tone.

They had a lot of opinions about Jinglan being in the academy.

A person who ignores others' lives and death on the battlefield and asks everyone to die is not worthy of being here.

However, the presidents of Imperial College have great power, and their opinions can only be opinions.

When Jinglan received the news, the entire mecha had been completely removed and was quietly parked on the playground.

He could see it even when he stood upstairs.

Jinglan drank some wine and felt a little irritable at this time, and a sense of anger kept rising.

Deep in my heart I want to destroy something.

I don’t know what Jinglan is destroying.

His hand holding the edge of the window was already bulging with blue veins and his air pressure was extremely low.

Bang...

Jinglan turned around suddenly.

The blue eyes, the surging tides are surging, and the murderous aura is as if they can destroy everything.

Chu Zheng stood one meter away from him, with a piece of metal slowly rolling away under her feet.

Jinglan changed his gaze in a hurry and his voice was hoarse: "What are you doing?"

Very bad tone.

Chu Zheng stepped forward.

"Don't come over, get out!"

The first zheng has not stopped.

Jinglan's scolding was useless. He stood by the window and had no place to hide.

Chu Zheng surrounded his waist and the girl's body pressed over, making Jinglan's body slightly stiff.

The next second, he felt very uncomfortable, as if his territory suddenly invaded something else.

Instinct to break free, but his wrists were cold.

The black bracelet was clasped on his hand.

Jinglan's eyes swept away and suddenly froze in place.

This is the most familiar bracelet with Zhou Jue...

After the military court trial, this bracelet was no longer with him.

He hasn't seen it for a long time.

The girl put her arms around his waist and hugged her slowly. Her voice recalled: "Can't you go and see?"

"You... bought it?"

Jinglan seemed to not know how to speak. He spoke every word very slowly and his pronunciation was not particularly accurate.

"Yes." The girl holding him said slowly: "It's your thing."

A sure and natural tone.

It seems to be said that it is yours, so it should be yours.

"deliver……"

Jinglan thought this sentence was nonsense.

She clamped the starter bracelet to his wrist.

Is it necessary to say such an obvious thing?

Jinglan's heart trembled, and an indescribable emotion surged up, a little sour and a little uncomfortable.

The scenes of their relationship before emerged for no reason.

On the aircraft, she held her hand.

On that staircase, she and herself were far away from the murder scene.

Here, she sat with her and listened to her lectures.

In the dormitory, she handed herself breakfast...

Every picture suddenly became vivid.

Jinglan raised his hand and pushed Chu Zheng's hand away.

Chu Zheng let her go, leaned against her, but put her finger on his hand that was placed on the windowsill.

Jinglan: “…”

Jinglan thought she was accidentally, but she held it the next second.

Jinglan couldn't lie to herself because she was accidentally.

"What do you want?"

"I just give you a little toy, I don't want to do anything."
To be continued...