Chapter seventy-one Back to school

Ye Wudao's heart ached at the thought of Yang Ningsu's sad face with pear flowers and rain. Maserati QuattroPorte sped along the cold street, and finally put on enough horsepower to overtake one car after another in front of him in the attitude of Formula One racing car. Those drivers only saw a blue dazzling shadow floating in front of their eyes.

With this horrible speed, Ye Wudao rushed to the long-lost Pearl College and looked at the familiar school gate. Ye Wudao, who got off the bus, looked at the bustling crowd and suddenly found himself out of this strange group-students. "Am I old?" Ye Wudao silly smile, put away the feeling of vicissitudes of life, gently put on those Phnom Penh glasses.

Relying on the elegance and dissolute temperament, Ye Wudao attracted a lot of attention. Ye Wudao, who only took one person, suddenly found that he didn't seem to know where the classroom was. He casually grabbed a girl and asked, "Do you know where the classroom in Class 1, Grade 3?"

Perhaps because of Ye Wudao's charm, the average-looking girl just didn't speak for a minute, and this guy Ye Wudao just kept an elegant and charming smile for a minute. Finally, she finally faltered out the address.

Ye Wudao didn't go directly to the classroom, but went to the principal's office. On the way, she met a beautiful woman. After a closer look, she was the beauty of Bai Qiuyi, the man of the campus, and Xi Rong, one of the four beautiful women teachers with Han Yun, who taught music. Only at this time, there were obvious tears hanging from her eyes. When she saw Ye Wudao, she was surprised for a moment, but she was quickly replaced by sadness and walked quickly past Ye Wudao.

Ye Wudao took her hand without scruple and said, "Is the bad old man there?"

But what greeted him was a puzzled and shy face. Ye Wudao suddenly thought that this question was really problematic and said faintly, "Is the principal there?"

Ye Wudao looked at her concave-convex body and fashionable dress, feeling in her heart that if it weren't for people's liking, she would really have the capital to make herself. God knows how far Bai Qiuyi has developed in the past three years.

"The principal is here." XiRong want to break away from Ye Wudao took her hand, Ye Wudao's eyes made her uncomfortable.

"Do you know me?" Ye Wudao corners of the mouth with a teasing smile light way.

"Are you really Ye Wudao?" Xi Rong exclaimed with a big mouth and a small mouth. The lovely appearance makes people want to kiss.

Ye Wudao let go of XiRong like a frightened rabbit, and pushed open the door. Sure enough, the bad old man was playing chess alone. "Dead old man, how can you bully the little girl?" Don't respect for the old! "

When I saw Ye Wudao, a famous scholar at home and abroad, I quickly waved and said, "Son of a bitch, you haven't caused me enough trouble. If you can win this game, I can discuss everything, otherwise you won't want to go to senior three, so stay at home! It's no use begging me, Xiao Bing, so please pay attention to me. I can tell you now. "

"Dead old man, you haven't eaten enough after so many defeats. This man is getting old but more and more useless. You couldn't win me three years ago, and now you want to win?" Ye Wudao walked over and said, you're welcome. It seems that this exquisite ivory chessboard once got into trouble and "bribed" him. It's better for this lofty old square man to resist this temptation.

Ye Wudao took a thorough look at the whole chessboard situation, revealing a confident smile. "Dead old man, be hale and hearty. I didn't expect to go further in the past three years. Say, where have you learned from the scriptures?"

"Ha ha, you have no way, you are in a panic. I advise you to surrender, or you will lose face if you are killed in flight!" Three years ago, he finally saw the dawn of victory, and the depression in his chest was swept away.

Ye Wudao is still calm under his powerful offensive, and he can be called watertight, without any trace of rout. On the contrary, the dominant principal is becoming more and more impatient, and the attack is still fierce, but it is a little messy.

Ye Wudao was more calm, and the whole chess game was invigorated by his double horses. The black side, which had been struggling for survival in the cracks, finally gained a foothold. The only car left was Ye Wudao's superb use. From time to time, his situation gradually improved, and the balance of victory finally quietly fell to Ye Wudao's side.

The old headmaster nodded slightly and sighed, "No way, you have really grown up. Three years ago, although you were sharp in attack and biased in sword, you were indeed the best attacking player that the old man had ever seen, but there were still some small flaws, so-called flaws in the white jade. But today, as Sun Tzu said, you are alternating with the odd, but there are hidden needles in the magnificent chess style. I don't want to lose! This shows that you have not wasted in the past three years. Although I don't know where you went and what you did, I can be sure that you have matured a lot. "

Ye Wudao habitually pushed the picture frame, looked at the old headmaster who was already white-haired, and said with sincere gratitude, "Principal, Ye Wudao has given you trouble before!" You know, there have never been fewer teachers and students who complained to the old headmaster before, especially what he did to the descendants of Zheng Yan, one of the four school managers, which brought pressure to the old headmaster.

The old headmaster lovingly touched Ye Wudao's head and kindly said, "When young people make mistakes, God will forgive them. Make more mistakes while you are young, and you won't be lonely when you are old, otherwise a person's life will be too boring. If there is no way for you to play chess with this bad old man in cut class every day, I, who has stepped into the coffin with one foot, would be really bored. "

Suddenly thought of something, the old headmaster smiled and said, "I'm afraid that only the girl of the Chen family can compete with you. Last summer vacation, I worshipped her as a teacher. How about it? It's a big progress. I'm seven years old!" I'll introduce you later, and then we'll see if you have the level to beat the new generation of chess players in China. "

Ye Wudao gave an angry look at the old man who was stealing music, saying, "I think you want to see how this genius lost, and it was lost to a girl, so as to make up for your broken heart. Is it from time to time?"

The old headmaster smiled, and the vicissitudes of life's face was full of knowing smiles. "If I had a granddaughter, I would give it to you."

Ye Wudao, who is said to be the most stubborn and classical old man in the literary world (Ye Wudao didn't see it at all anyway), had no choice but to shrug his shoulders and walk to the door. He suddenly turned around and said with a bad smile, "Old man, I lent you a copy of" Heaven Escape "when you were away last time, but I can't seem to find it. Didn't you say that God will forgive young people for making mistakes? Since you said so, I don't feel guilty!"

Before the old headmaster recovered, Ye Wudao ran out of the headmaster's office, which was absolutely sacred in the eyes of outsiders.

"Mature and grown up, it seems that the school will be much more deserted in the future. Nowadays, young people are really getting less and less personality, or guys like this have an appetite for themselves, hehe ....." To Ye Wudao's surprise, the old headmaster didn't have the slightest stubble, just looked at his back with a gratified smile.

Ye Wudao walked lazily to the door of the classroom in Grade Three (1) and stood at the door casually, revealing a faint smile. "I'm new here, so I don't need to know my name! Just pretend that I don't exist, read your own books and do your own thing, soak up your own girls and hang your own girls. "

Ignoring the students' surprise in a classroom and the teacher's blank face, Ye Wudao went straight to the corner where the headmaster specially ordered the vacant seat today, and signaled with his eyes that the guy who taught mathematics could continue his class.