The Tycoon's Deepest Repentance (Sophia and Ryan)

Chapter 111: Are You Coming to Watch My Game?

At that moment.

The headmaster escorted Mr. Philip Ryles out of the tearoom.

"It's a pity that the most powerful one in our school right now didn't participate in the School Festival, or else Mr. Ryles could have seen how strong he really is..." The headmaster sighed, a bit choked up.

"Oh?" Mr. Ryles looked at him with interest. "The most powerful, which one?"

The principal smiled and replied, "A boy in the second year. He is the number one on the West Princeton Genius List, with a score that beats the

and place by a few hundred points. He is the eldest grandson of the Lynux family and is very outstanding."

The Lynux family had a hidden mansion in the city and was very low-key.

It was rumored that they were an ancient martial arts family, mysterious and powerful.

"Is that so? A child of the Lynux family..." Mr. Ryles nodded thoughtful

didn't he attend?"

"Because it's not interesting enough for him." The principal said with a slightly sweaty face, "If he goes to a competition, he will definitely be the first place winner, no exceptions. He didn't find it interesting, and he had too many points and didn't have to worry about the ranking, so he didn't participate."

"This Exen Lynux is definitely a good kid. Even though he's young, his qualifications are much to say that he's the strongest in West Princeton at the moment."

"Unfortunately, he didn't attend." When he heard the headmaster

better than those of the higher classes, and it's not too

say that, Mr. Ryles immediately felt some sympathy.

"However, if you can't see the first, you can see the second." The principal continued, "Our bad. It's a girl."

The third and fourth-year students at West Princeton University had alr

Therefore, Mr. Ryles' selection targets were mainly second-year students this time.

second best in the second grade of West Princeton is not

red in the Starry Sky Training Camp selection.

"Is that so?" He put his hands behind his back and leisurely walked forward, smiling at the principal. "Then let's go and see what's going on with the second place..." The finals of the Karate Ring Tournament would take some time

officially begin.

This was because the two contestants in the finals had to be given a certain amount of time to rest.

As Charlotte sat in her seat in the waiting area, Hans, Hillary, and a few

class

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round her, chatting.

"Charlotte, you actually made it to the finals!" Hillary was so excited that she jumped up and down. "You're really fighting for our class, our ordinary class. Until now, no one has been able to make it to the finals of the School Festival, you're the first!" "Not to mention the finals, there isn't even a single person from the ordinary cla?

down." Hans patted Charlotte's shoulder and praised her, "You are

too cool."?

s who has made it to the top ten. Charlotte, you really haven't let me

Originally, he thought that she had no choice but to enter the karate tournament, so she definitely didn't stand a chance.

Who would have thought that she would turn the tables?

Charlotte, on the other hand, just looked at her with a smile on her face and didn't say anything.

"By the way, Charlotte, since you made it to the finals, why don't you let your family come and see?" At this time, a classmate suddenly asked.

She frowned and asked nonchalantly, "Why should I let my family come?"

"Charlotte, this is a tradition that has a long history in West Princeton," Hillary rushed up to answer. "Because to make it to the finals of the Academy 15:30

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Festival means that you are a one-in-a-million genius, and you certainly need to let your family see such a scene."

"Besides, the School Festival is not only about competitions, it is also about expressing good wishes for life through contests, and when those close to you come to see your finals, you will all be blessed." "School Festival! That's what a festival is!"

"That's right," Hans added from the sidelines. "That's why many students who hope to make it to the finals call their parents early... Of course, it doesn't have to be a parent, it can also be a loved one..." Charlotte sniffed and lowered her eyes in silence.

In her last life, she hadn't come to West Princeton to go to school at all, so she didn't understand some of the customs of the school.

expectedly, this school festival actually had such a layer of meaning.

She thought for a moment and then stood up. "I'm going to make a phone call and I'll be right back."

The others understood immediately and responded with smiles, "It's to call your family, right? We understand. Go, go!"

Charlotte stepped out of the crowd and walked to the corner of the hallway.

There weren't many people here. It was very quiet, perfect for a phone call.

Charlotte took out her cell phone and dialed Max's number.

She wasn't a superstitious person, and she didn't care about the so-called School Festival Blessing at all.

It was just that she suddenly wanted someone to watch her from the stage.

In the past, no matter how dazzling and eye-catching she was, no matter how enthusiastic and sensational the cheers around her were, no matter ho many people she was adored by...

The hustle and bustle were all someone else's, and she was always in the middle of the crowd, alone.

She wanted someone to look at her, with only her in their eyes, and tell her that she had done well. Max.

She wanted him to come and watch her race.

But Charlotte couldn't help but worry about Max's legs.

He had trouble with his legs, and he didn't like making a lot of noise or meeting people...

Would he be willing to come?

For the first time, Charlotte felt like a confused and pretentious little girl.

She obviously had not been like this before.

Just as her thoughts were racing, the phone rang.

The man's deep and pleasant voice came out of the phone, like the magnetic movement of a cello. "What's wrong?"

It was a very light and soft question without any impatience.

"Max..." She gripped the cell phone tightly and subconsciously called out.

"Uh-huh," Max replied in a weak voice.

"Are you coming to watch my game?" Charlotte was not someone who liked to beat around the bush, so since the call had already been made, she simply asked bluntly, "I made it to the finals of the School Festival." After saying that, she looked at the ceiling with some apprehension, fearing that Max would reject her.

Who knew that the next second-

"Okay," Max only said one word, but it carried a lot of weight.

"Really?" A bright smile spilled out of the corner of Charlotte's mouth, and there was a slightly surprised look in her eyes.

"Uh-huh," he replied again.

The man hadn't expected her to be so happy.

In fact, going to her fight was nothing to him.

Although he didn't like meeting people or making a scene, there was no reason for him to refuse such a simple request from the young lady.

hung up the phone.

Max was about to turn off his computer and finish his work.

He had to get to West Princeton University as soon as possible.

Just at that moment-

Lance rushed into the study with a somewhat worried look on his face.

Max looked at him unhappily, his eyebrows furrowed slightly. "Why are you so fussy?"

Lance didn't bother to explain and opened the door for him. "Mr. Foster, the situation is not good. Greenside Garden's alarm system is completely damaged!"

Greenside Garden's alarm system was single-handedly developed by the Royal Sky Group, one of the most advanced systems in the world.

Now, this system, which was supposed to be indestructible, had suddenly been completely destroyed!

This meant that someone was preparing to invade the Greenside Garden!

Moreover, the strength of the other party was unfathomable.

Max's face did not change, only a faint shadow crossed his deep eyes.

He had long understood that the days of peace were over...

How did it come unexpectedly so soon?