Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

The next day.

On the day of Tsinghua University’s anniversary, traffic control was implemented at several intersections around Qingdao Garden.

Except for the buses that pick up guests from major universities from the hotel, other cars are not allowed to enter.

Of course, if Qiao Nian took Ye Wangchuan's Phaeton with the Arrogant Beijing brand, he would definitely be able to get in.

But in the morning Gu San asked if he wanted to see her off.

Qiao Nian refused.

She only brought a shoulder bag, wore a thick wool-collared sweater with a sportswear-like jacket, and walked slowly to the Tsinghua University campus in black Converse.

She looks really young and dresses extremely low-key. If her temperament and face were not so outstanding, no one would associate her with 'Qiao Shen'.

However, Qiao Nian's clear aura was really eye-catching. Some students from Qingdao University had to walk through the controlled intersection to go to school. When they met her, several people peeked in her direction.

"That girl looks so familiar."

"I think every damn beauty looks familiar to you, and there are some beauties you don't look familiar to?"

"Fuck, no. That's not what I meant. You really don't think she looks familiar? She seems to have been seen somewhere?"

Another roommate, who was probably a boy, mocked him rudely: "Where is it? I saw it in your dream."

The boy holding the basketball in his hand was so angry that he wanted to kick him, and his face turned red: "What the hell... I'm serious, don't you think she is a human being?"

A few of them went to the school next door and just came back from a basketball game. They were all buddies who lived in the dormitory on the same floor.

The quarrel we just had was just because the boys had a good relationship and were just complaining about each other.

Seeing that he was serious about what he said, everyone repeatedly emphasized that "it looks familiar" and they were about to see what looked familiar about the "school girl" walking in front.

It's too late, it's fast.

A large speeding truck suddenly broke through the railings specially set up for traffic control and sped towards their direction.

The car was obviously out of control.

The car was traveling extremely fast.

Several older boys dropped their frightened things on the ground, their minds went blank. While they were pulling each other away, someone shouted with a loud voice: "Car - be careful!"

Because they had discovered that the car seemed to be rushing in their direction, but it seemed to be trying to hit the girl in front.

If the car hits her at this speed, the girl will be semi-disabled even if she doesn't die!

And this is the scope of traffic control.

No one thought that a large truck would suddenly come over, and no one was mentally prepared or given any warning.

That girl is almost dead!

At the critical moment, the red figure between the few people flashed across the ground, narrowly avoiding the large truck that was heading straight for them.

The large truck also crashed into the building on the sidewalk at the same time. The front of the truck was embedded in the wall and thick white smoke was emitted.

One look inside and the driver was dead.

There was a huge collision sound here, which caused the traffic police in charge of traffic control to quickly move over and call for people and ambulances. The scene suddenly became chaotic.

Only the girl who had just rolled dangerously under the car and almost had a brush with death held her left arm and sat up slowly, frowning slightly.

The boys from Tsinghua University who were closest to her hurried over to check on her. One of them stretched out his hand to pull her up: "Classmate, are you okay?"

They noticed the girl's right hand holding her left arm, their expressions changed slightly, and they said anxiously: "Is your hand injured? Do you want to call 120?"