Black Lotus is reborn, from campus to rich family

In the afternoon, the staff had finished work and several young boys and girls were playing by the lake.

Tan Jing stood on the skateboard with his arms outstretched, trembling, with a ferocious expression, trying his best to maintain his balance.

Wen Zhao stood ten meters away, holding up his phone and grinning from ear to ear: "Come on, come on, if you can skate here today, I'll respect you."

Tan Jing put one foot down and pushed back, and the skateboard slid forward quickly.

"Hey hey hey——Hey"

He leaned forward, lost his balance, staggered and was about to fall to the ground.

Yu Suiwan quickly stretched out a hand, grabbed his arm tightly and pulled hard, trying to prevent him from falling to the ground.

Under her force, Tan Jing's body turned half a circle on the spot, and finally half-knelt on the ground in a not very elegant posture.

Wen Zhao immediately chased over and stopped the skateboard, then stepped on it steadily, slid to his side, and helped him up.

"Give up, Tan Jing. I learned this after falling many times as a child."

He raised his eyebrows and looked at Tan Jing, and even did an Ollie on the spot, circling around Tan Jing again.

Tan Jing's competitive spirit was aroused: "I don't believe I can't beat you, a useless athlete."

Wen Zhao rolled his eyes and got off the skateboard. "I just don't like sports, not that I can't do them. When I was a kid, my dad was determined to have me do all five sports and win the pentathlon. I used to be the champion of the skateboarding youth group."

Tan Jing looked at Yu Suiwan with disbelief in his eyes, "President, is what he said true?"

Although Wen Zhao is tall, he looks delicate and thin, with a well-defined face and soft lines. He has a slight bookish air and a fair complexion, making him look like a literary youth. You wouldn't guess he has such talent at all.

Yu Suiwan nodded: "Xiao Zhao is very good at skateboarding, but he has many interests and hobbies, and he doesn't have enough time to divide them, so he just chose a few that he liked."

Wen Zhao raised his head with a proud look on his face.

Tan Jing was even more devastated. Was the Qiming Student Union a place where such talented people gathered? Each one of them was so capable.

When Yu Xiao came over after class, he saw several young boys and girls chatting by the lake.

There weren't enough seats on the benches, so a few people wanted to squeeze in. Wen Zhao and Tan Jing sat on each end of the skateboard, back to back, chatting with the people next to them.

Not knowing what Tan Jing said, Wen Zheliu raised his hand to hit him angrily. He smiled and pushed Wen Zhao to the front.

Several of them were particularly good-looking, and passers-by glanced at them vaguely.

But they completely ignored it and made a mess among themselves.

Yu Xiao and Zhao Keran walked over, and the two teenagers on the skateboards quickly stood up.

"elder brother."

"Hello, senior."

After introducing Zhao Keran to them, the outgoing Zhao Keran quickly joined the chat.

Yu Xiao was like a parent taking a group of children to a hot pot restaurant.

The restaurant is near Peking University and has a very good reputation. There was a table occupied at dinner time.

You little brat, you're eating me to death! A few people filled the entire table with orders. Yu Xiao sat next to Yu Suiwan and helped her put on her apron.

Zhao Keran looked at her: "Have you finished filming today?"

Yu Suiwan nodded: "We've finished filming. If you need to reshoot later, please contact me."

Zhao Keran gave a thumbs up: "Excellent, do you two want to be big stars in the future?"

Yu Suiwan propped up his head and looked at Wen Zheliu in the rising steam from the hot pot: "Xiao Liu, what about you?"

Wen Zheliu put the meat into the pot and said, "Oh, don't think too much about it. We don't even have the right to freedom in our lives now. Who can predict what will happen in the future?"

Wen Zhao nodded in agreement: "I think so too, what if I like something else in a few years."

Tan Jing: "You think I'm like you? Anyway, I like playing basketball. I liked it when I was a teenager, and I would still like it even if I were in my eighties."

Wen Zhao questioned: "There are still so many years left, are you so sure?"

Tan Jing's eyes were firm: "Of course, this is what I call true passion and loyalty. You change your hobbies every few years, and it seems that you will become unfaithful in the future."

Wen Zhao choked and retorted: "Are you sentencing me now? How could I be so unfaithful? My feelings for the president have never changed."

There was silence at the table for a moment, and Yu Xiao raised his eyes to look over.

Wen Zhao was startled by the cold light in his eyes and added, "Admiration! I'm talking about the kind of admiration between friends!"

Yu Xiao withdrew his gaze. It was the first time that Zhao Keran knew that Yu Suiwan was the president of the Student Union in Qiming. He looked at the curly-haired boy opposite him and asked curiously:

"What admiration do you have? Are you childhood sweethearts?"

Wen Zhao's eyes lit up. He had known the president since elementary school. Aren't they childhood sweethearts?

Childhood sweetheart.

These words circled around in Wen Zhao's head for a few times, and he said hesitantly:

"Hey, hey, that's right. I grew up with the president and he's my childhood sweetheart. We have a close relationship."

Gu Heng snorted coldly. If we talk about childhood sweethearts, he is the one. Wen Zhao's grades are not good and they are not in the same class. He is the only one who has been competing with Yu Suiwan for the top spot.

Tan Jing gloated: "You have been childhood sweethearts for so many years, and with your grades, it seems that we will be separated in three years~"

Wen Zhao was furious: "Tan Xiaojing! You are bringing up all sorts of issues."

Tan Jing smiled and put a piece of meat into his bowl: "Don't worry, when I get into Beijing University as a special student, I can lend you my campus card to come and play."

Wen Zhao ignored him and turned to look at Yu Suiwan: "President, are you going to Peking University?"

Yu Suiwan's face flushed from the spicy hot pot: "Ah, I haven't thought about it yet."

Wen Zheliu smiled and shook his head: "I think you are thinking too far ahead."

She picked up the teapot on the table, gracefully filled everyone's cup with tea, and then picked up a cup for herself.

"What's meant to come will eventually come. There's no point in thinking about it. No matter where we go, we'll have a bright future. Let's have a drink."

Zhao Keran stood up after her: "Clear! Do it!"

Several young boys and girls gathered together, clinking their cups together, their eyes full of smiles, lively and bright.

The cups clinked together gently, making a crisp sound.

Even though Yu Xiao usually had a cold face, it was now stained slightly red by the steam, adding a bit of the youthful spirit of a young man in bright clothes and a vigorous horse.

Yu Suiwan smiled quietly as he looked at the boys and girls in front of him. Their brows were filled with a bright and moist aura, and their eyes were shining with warm light, like the bright stars in the night sky.

Bold and eye-catching, passionate and unrestrained.

The people she cares about will live well in this life.

And Lu Zhan.

The young man's sharp eyebrows flashed through her mind, and his deep and sharp eyes seemed to appear before her again.

Yu Suiwan put down the cup, a smile on his lips, thinking.

I'll clink glasses with Lu Zhan next time.

She hoped that Lu Zhan would be fine too.