9 Chapter 8

When He Qinghuan arrived at the police station, Gu Wang and the others were taking pictures.

Shen Zhao leaned close to his bald head and watched Song Zhiyan's various uncomfortable and gloating faces in the camera. Song Zhiyan was no more photogenic than Shen Zhao. He was a handsome and handsome boy who appeared in the camera tomorrow, especially It's a static photo with a crooked mouth and slanted eyes.

Song Zhiyan awkwardly finished the filming and ran away as if, he also leaned over to the other side of his bald head, wanting to see how ugly Gu Wang was.

The bald head glanced at them both, "Go away."

Shen Zhao bit his finger, "Uncle Police..."

Bald, "..." The boy with a swollen nose and swollen face was acting like a baby. It was really hot eyes.

Gu Wang's face was not hurt, he was white, his school uniform was neatly drawn, and he looked like a good student.

Shen Zhao squeezed his face with his bald face. After seeing Gu Wang in the lens, his face suddenly collapsed. He said, "Why is this? It was raised by mom's father, so why is Gu Wang like that? good looking?"

Song Zhiyan rolled his eyes, "Remind, Gu Wang was raised by his father and mother, and you were raised by your father and mother. The two cannot be compared."

Shen Zhao, "..."

Gu Wang's father was handsome and charming when he was young, and the girls from ten miles and eight villages were clamoring to marry him, and even went on a hunger strike for this, enough to see his appearance.

And Gu Wang’s mother was a flower in those ten miles and eight villages. How many lads in the city begged to come to her house, but his mother looked at his face, and finally took a fancy to Gu Wang’s dad. He thought his dad only had a face. The demolition of the house is not only Gu’s family, but also Gu Wang’s mother’s family. His mother is her daughter. In the end, it’s Gu Wang fucking. It is not pies that fall from the sky, but gold bricks.

Gu Wang was raised in good clothes and had such good genes. He was better than blue when he was blue. He was more handsome than his father when he was young.

Even after the bald head took the photo, he couldn't help but "tsk", if it wasn't for Gu Wang with a stick in his hand at the time, he would have said that he came to the Internet cafe to study, and bald would believe it.

The bald head handed the camera to the person next to him, "wash it out and put it in the file."

Song Zhiyan asked shamelessly, "Uncle, can you give us one after washing it?"

Bald head tilted his eyes, "What are you doing?"

Song Zhiyan, "I keep it as a souvenir."

Bald head, "..."

He took a deep breath before he restrained him from slapping the little bunny in front of him to death, but he still kicked him meaningfully, "Go to the side and wait, and wait for the person to pick you up before leaving!"

Huayi looked at the material that he hadn't written a few words out of the corridor, and then looked at Gu Wang, who was already drinking tea in the office, his eyes were pitiful, "Why can they stay with the police so arrogantly?"

The brick-backed little brother thought for a while, and guessed, "Maybe... because they look good, brother, you know, now is the age of looking at faces, we are a little stubborn."

Seeing Gu Wang’s face under the light, Huayi nodded subconsciously. After realizing what he had just done, he raised his hand and slapped the boy next to him on the back of his head. What's worse than them, you must have a figure and a look!"

Brother, "..."

Hua's arms are as thin as a bamboo pole, and his eyes are sunken into his eye sockets. Staying up late playing games for a long time makes him have heavy dark circles under his eyes, and the little brother can't even flatter him.

He Qinghuan stood the umbrella in the corner of the wall with cold eyes. After asking for directions, he found the office where Gu Wang was in.

When he came all the way along the corridor, the younger brother saw him inadvertently. His mouth was open and he could stuff an egg. He touched his arm and said, "Big brother, that talent is really good-looking..."

How beautiful can the flower arm be impatient?Who can be more handsome than yourself?I can't find a second one under the world!He also looked at the people who were gradually approaching, so he felt that he had no face value.

He Qinghuan wore a school uniform. He was not afraid of heat and wore long sleeves. It was obvious that he should be sweating and embarrassed in the summer, but he actually looked a little cold.

To be precise, it is not cold, but the kind of person who stands on a high place and looks down on sentient beings as ants.

His facial features are cold, his face is not sharp, and he is not very aggressive, but the sense of alienation is not fake, and the coldness that makes people afraid to look directly is not fake.

Hua Arm had already lowered his head when he looked over, he touched his hair, and felt a little embarrassed to face such a person!

He Qinghuan knocked on the door, and only pushed in after hearing the people inside said please come in.

Brother Huayi exclaimed from behind, "Wow, he is so polite!"

The other one is a little puzzled, "Isn't this what everyone can do?"

"But when he does it, he is more pleasing to the eye than others do!"

"Do you use idioms?"

"Learn now and sell now."

"..."

Sitting on the sofa chair with a bald head, flipping through the recently reported cases, the little pigs raised in the house are missing, some people steal underwear, and the trivial things of the trivial parents are big heads.

He closed the folder, looked at the person who walked in, stunned for a moment, and then reacted and asked someone to sit down.

After Bald asked clearly that He Qinghuan was the monitor of Gu Wang's class, he explained the basic situation and asked him to sign several documents.

While the young man bowed his head to sign, the bald head looked at him for a while.To be honest, he has not seen such a good-looking boy in decades since he has lived. He is not feminine at all, and his good upbringing is revealed by raising his hands and feet.

The bald head has dealt with large and small cases in recent years. The eyes are very poisonous. I want to see through the mind of this kind of high school student. I have a good look, but the one in front of him is called...... He Qinghuan’s eyes are calm, his eyes are light, everything is just right. I can't see through.

After finishing the procedure, the bald head walked to the door in the office, his tone was completely different from when he talked to He Qinghuan. He patted the door panel and said loudly, "Your monitor has come to pick you up, get out!"

Shen Zhao looked puzzled, "Our monitor has asked for leave."

The bald felt that the child was stupid, and he couldn't help saying, "It's the monitor of the two of them. Would you like to wait for the monitor of your class to come?"

Shen Zhao hurriedly followed in Gu Wang's footsteps, "No way, no matter who is my monitor!"

When the policeman spoke gloomily, he looked strangely infiltrating.

On the bench outside, the young man kept looking at this side, his broken hair was slightly long, which made the unpredictable emotions even more blurred.But the coldness around him is the most intuitive feeling no matter what.

He Qinghuan was very white, and he was so white under the light that he was even a little transparent, unrealistic.

Gu Wang cried out to death. He really didn't want to have anything to do with He Qinghuan anymore, but he made a mistake again. Now he has to go back with He Qinghuan. People in the school have to go back when they see it.

In the past few days, some people have been saying that Gu Wang is tired and bored, and if he has done this again today, they will only feel that Gu Wang is trying to catch him.

The author has something to say: Gu Wang: Keep me locked up and leave me alone