Chapter 1 Corner

When Pan Hongsheng was released, the old man had already left. The old man seemed to have something important to do with him. He didn't wait for them, but left alone on a plane.

God knows how the old man got to Seoul in an hour, but I have to say that he did take the plane when he left. Zhang Bowen looked at the two rows of South Korean soldiers standing straight and sent the old man to a face with an indescribable wonderful expression.

As early as Jinjiang, he knew that Pan Hongsheng had a great old man, a half-Buddha and half-demon, and a girlfriend who became an immortal. In his opinion, Brother Sheng's biggest backstage must be Pan Huashan, who caught all his eyes as soon as he came on stage. He couldn't figure out that the real backstage turned out to be unknown. No one will look at the old man for the second time on the street!

A person who can make South Korea abandon its negative views on China and send him away. Zhang Bowen can't think of the identity of the old man, and he doesn't dare to think about it.

However, Pan Hongsheng didn't know this. The old man had told him that it was enough to pull it out in his stomach. If Pan Hongsheng knew about this matter, he would be careful of his three legs, but Zhang Bowen would definitely do it.

"Brother Sheng, this is the trophy." Zhang Bowen sat on the plane with little interest, took out the trophy from his bag and handed it to Pan Hongsheng.

"It looks good, but it's gilded." Pan Hongsheng weighed his weight and curled his lips.

The trophy feels good, and it doesn't feel that it's inferior and light. The top is written with a few big words of Taekwondo Chinese and South Korea Friendship Match, but the first name below is Zhang Bowen, and then Pan Hongsheng is in the third.

"Hey hey, you have the biggest name." Pan Hongsheng laughed and scolded, "As the greatest glory, the trophy must be placed in the Communication University.

"You will be the captain next year, and you can show the trophy to your sister-in-law." Zhang Bowen said awkwardly.

Everyone knows how this champion came from. It is said that it is Pan Hongsheng who turned the tide. It is said that Pan Hongsheng gambled back with his life. If the old man did not come to the embassy to hand over people, I'm afraid the final result will definitely be different.

Although Zhang Bowen didn't say it, it doesn't mean that he didn't understand. The young man wanted to pick out his name with a knife, which was embarrassing.

"I won't go next year. I guess you will be about the middle and late stage of the refining gasification god in another year. It's enough to have you." Pan Hongsheng shook his head and looked at the time on his mobile phone.

Seven un Answered, nineteen text messages, the three girls were already crazy, because Zhang Bowen accidentally answered a phone that Su Ya opened, and hung up without explaining anything, which made the three women anxious all of a sudden.

This calt doesn't know how many good women have stalked with the opposite sex since high school? And why does Zhang Bowen hold Pan Hongsheng's mobile phone?

Of course, what the three women think about is not that Pan Hongsheng is in danger, but whether her boyfriend has the good intentions to help a Korean girl, and then bring her back to a golden house.

Fortunately, Pan Hongsheng explained it clearly before boarding the plane. The whole thing was not perfect, but it was over.

"Brother Pan, about Xiao Qiang." Zhang Bowen's face changed, and then he suddenly said.

"You don't have to worry about his affairs. If he wants to trouble me at the beginning of school, I can solve it myself." Pan Hongsheng shook his head with a smile and said.

"I'm not worried about this. I'm afraid that what will happen if he targets Su Ya Su Xue?" Zhang Bowen said with a trace of grimness in his eyes.

In Jinjiang, he dared to cut down a middle school by himself, trembling hands and shaking his legs to escape. Now he still dares to change the imperial capital.

Listening to Zhang Bowen's words, Pan Hongsheng's face also changed, but what he was worried about was not Su Ya Su Xue, but Tang Jiajia, who had not been in close contact.

"He dares not. If he dares to come, he will kill him." Pan Hongsheng narrowed his eyes and said with a trace of evil spirit in his eyes.

It took about two hours to fly from Seoul to Beijing. The civil plane can't be compared with the old man's plane, which looks short and tough but flies fast. It's past 6 p.m. when a group of five people arrived in Beijing.

Outside the airport, the teachers and students of Communication University have almost surrounded the exit. They saw Zhang Bowen and Pan Hongsheng walking out with a schoolbag on their backs and laughing, taking pictures.

Although they can't see the process of the game, they also know that the whole team has won back the long-lost championship under the leadership of Zhang Bowen. Looking at Zhang Bowen holding the trophy with a smile, many girls couldn't help screaming.

In their opinion, Zhang Bowen can't help but look good and be generous.

As the captain of this competition, Zhang Bowen unexpectedly gave the trophy to Communication University. This act of mutual respect and love not only moved the teachers and students of Communication University, but also made the girls cry in a mess.

There is no reason to cry for no reason.

Of the five people, Xiao Qiang has been directly transferred to the hospital. Li Huan has consciously been gloomy because of the failure of the two wars. Li Linqing also stands at the end of the team with self-awareness.

The stars praised the moon, and Zhang Bowen was directly surrounded by a group of people. Anyway, it was a national event. Many reporters chased him to interview him, but when he turned around, he found that Pan Hongsheng was no longer there.

Pan Hongsheng doesn't care about being a behind-the-scenes hero. Honor is dispensable for him. He only knows how to cherish the people who are worth cherishing, and then he makes himself strong.

In the corner, a girl with a ponytail looked timidly at the crowded crowd. Her light yellow dress swayed gently in the wind, and her face was a little red, with two lines of tears.

"He really did it, really, he did it..." Yang Yaqi kept sobbing, as if she thought of something. She quickly took out a mirror from her bag to mend her makeup, and then looked at the noisy crowd again and was suddenly stunned.

Pan Hongsheng can't see it anymore.

Looking around in a hurry, Yang Yaqi looked at the crowd with only Zhang Bowen and the last fat and thin team members. She accidentally stepped on the coke bottle thrown on the ground by others around her, and exclaimed that she was about to fall down. At this moment, a big hand suddenly pulled her.

"What about me?" Pan Hongsheng looked at Yang Yaqi with a smile on his face and pulled off the ponytail on her head.

"The champion is taken back. Don't cry when you have nothing to do in the future. Take me to see your brother when you have a chance." Pan Hong looked at Yang Yaqi gently and pulled her arm lightly.

"Thank you, thank you." I can't cry.

"Thank you for what, I promised you. Be happy in the future." Pan Hongsheng sighed gently. What he promised at the beginning of school has finally come to an end. The process may not be wonderful and the result may not be satisfactory, but it finally gives Yang Yaqi, a happy answer to her little girl who is suffering.

Pan Hongsheng smiled, and at this moment, Yang Yaqi suddenly looked up and threw herself into his arms, and her mellow little mouth suddenly blocked Pan Hongsheng's mouth.