No future for security?Save yourself 40 years of detours!

Chapter 28

Soon at five o'clock in the afternoon, the elder brother who came to work the night shift came to change shifts with Ye Chen, and Ye Chen finally finished his work for the day.

Because Ye Chen will leave for the Magic City tomorrow, the cameraman also needs to prepare a lot of things, so after seeking the consent of both Ye Chen and the director, he cut off today's live broadcast of Ye Chen after Ye Chen got off work.

That is, at five o'clock in the afternoon, Ye Chen's live broadcast was interrupted and the filming will continue tomorrow.

The live broadcast ended early, which was exactly what Ye Chen wanted.

After the cameraman left with the camera, Ye Chen went to Lin Xue's place.

Arriving at the unit building where Lin Xue lived, Ye Chen took the elevator to Lin Xue's door and knocked on the door.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Who?"

"Sister Lin, it's me." Ye Chen responded.

As soon as Ye Chen finished speaking, not even ten seconds later, Lin Xue ran over and opened the door for Ye Chen.

"Squeak~"

When the door opened, Lin Xue saw Ye Chen and immediately pulled him into the house, then closed the door.

Seeing Lin Xue's appearance, Ye Chen's eyes suddenly lit up.

I saw Lin Xue wearing a hip-hugging stepmother skirt, sexy black stockings, a pair of high heels, and most importantly, a bell collar around her neck.

"Brother Ye Chen, how are you? Does your stomach still hurt?" As soon as she pulled Ye Chen home, Lin Xue threw herself into Ye Chen's arms and asked with concern.

"It's okay, Sister Lin." Ye Chen shook his head, but still pretended to be weak on the surface.

"It's so good, why do I have a stomachache?" Lin Xue was puzzled.

"Maybe it's because I haven't eaten well recently. I drank a bottle of iced drink when I went to work in the morning." Ye Chen explained casually by making up a lie.

"It's the easiest time to have diarrhea this summer. Why don't you be careful?" Lin Xue glared at Ye Chen with her charming eyes.

She buried her head in Ye Chen's chest, hugged Ye Chen with one hand, and drew circles on Ye Chen's chest with the other hand. She said a little shyly: "Brother Ye Chen, you are sick now, will you be able to do it later?"

"I think it won't affect it." Ye Chen grabbed Lin Xue's petite and slender palm and pulled her into his arms.

Then he reached out and shook the bell collar around her neck.

"Ring Ling Ling ~"

This sound is so inexplicably exciting.

Lin Xue stuck out her tongue and pursed her bright red lips.

Ye Chen came out of the bathroom, picked up his clothes from the living room floor and put them on.

Then he came to the bathroom door and looked at Lin Xue inside the bathroom.

Lin Xue stood in front of the sink in the bathroom
In the mirror, she has a pretty face and rosy face, and her hair is messy.

"Sister Lin Xue, why are you still standing? Why don't you go to your room to rest?"

After seeing Lin Xue still standing in front of the sink, Ye Chen asked curiously.

In response, Lin Xue glared at Ye Chen.

"You also said,

"Please let me slow down first."

Seeing this, Ye Chen stepped forward and hugged Lin Xue and carried her back to the bedroom, then put her on the bed and covered her with a quilt.

Seeing that Ye Chen still had the strength to hug her, Lin Xue felt happy and curious.

She asked: "Brother Ye Chen, weren't you sick this morning?

"Because my brother, I'm better off if I don't get sick." Ye Chen smiled.

Hearing this, Lin Xue blushed and firmly believed in Ye Chen's answer.

"Okay, Sister Lin Xue, it's getting late, so I'll go back first." Ye Chen tied the last button and left.

Lin Xue didn't hold back on this. She was so tired now that she just wanted to have a good sleep.

So, Lin Xue replied: "Okay, you go back first. Sister, take a rest for a while. I was really exhausted just now." Lin Xue watched Ye Chen leave the bedroom, and then Ye Chen helped her close the bedroom door. , then Lin Xue heard another "bang", and Ye Chen left her house.

Later, Lin Xue couldn't hold on any longer and fell asleep tiredly.

After coming out of Lin Xue's house, Ye Chen hurried back to his rental house.

He was not in the mood for another barbecue today, so he just bought two stir-fried vegetables and a portion of rice downstairs and went upstairs.

The meal was eaten just after one o'clock at noon, and it was not yet seven o'clock in the afternoon. It should be said that he was not very hungry, but after more than an hour of consumption, Ye Chen's energy had also bottomed out and he urgently replenished his energy.

Sitting on the small sofa at home while eating, Ye Chen turned on his mobile phone and prepared to check out the senior class in Magic City that the director of today's program told him about.

Then Ye Chen casually opened a commonly used browser, entered keywords, and several hot search articles popped up.

【# SaveChildren!Class [-], Grade [-], Modou No. [-] Middle School sincerely invites teachers from all over the country to lend a helping hand! 】

【#男丝女狠!Let me reveal the secret to you, Class [-], Grade [-], Demon City No. [-] Middle School! 】

So exaggerated?

Ye Chen's mouth twitched stiffly and he clicked on the second article.

He wanted to see what kind of monsters and monsters the Grade [-] and Grade [-] classes in the Demon City No. [-] Middle School were.

Open the hot search article.

At the beginning of the article, we first introduced the No. [-] Middle School in the Magic City.

Modu No. [-] High School.

It is known as "the safe deposit box of key universities for ordinary children".

It is famous in the Magic City and even the whole country for its extremely high enrollment rate.

The admission rate has been above 90% for many consecutive years.

More than 200 people are admitted to Beijing University every year.

Parents are proud that their children can enter Modu No. [-] Middle School.

Whenever my child's grades are lagging behind, I feel that my child has embarrassed No. [-] Middle School, and I wish I could kill him with a piece of tofu.

Corresponding to this is the paramilitary management of schools.

Different from the semi-military management of other schools across the country, the management style of this school is more consistent with the military model.

To a certain extent.

It is precisely because of the school's paramilitary management that the school's admission rate has remained above the terrifying [-]% all year round.

The raging tornado did not miss every corner of this school.

From the classroom to the playground, from the canteen to the toilet.

Except for one place.

Grade [-] of high school.

This class seems to have a thick wall.

Completely isolate the tornado wind.

It is also incompatible with the atmosphere of the entire school.

They are naughty, they are disobedient, and they will only unite to make the teacher angry until he vomits blood.

They are late, they don't listen, and they just end up at the bottom of the exam after exam after exam.

But even so, the school's teachers and principal did not give up on them.

In the senior year of high school, the principal changed 16 head teachers and 37 teachers for this class.

It's the last month now and there is no way to change it.

The last class teacher took him for two days and then he was admitted to the intensive care unit of the hospital.

(End of this chapter)