Chapter 64

Zhang Wei’s sum was still recorded by Song Zhaolan.

Zhang Wei found Yu Tingfeng sadly: “Boss, why didn’t you help me?”

Yu Tingfeng: “I helped.”

“Then why does Song Zhaolan still remember my name?”

“…” He called me Yulang.

“Have you no status at all? Where’s your manliness!?”

“…” But he called me Yulang.

“Boss, are you listening to me?”

“…Well, Ikuro.”

“It’s over, I’m out of my mind.” Zhang Wei touched his forehead, “Don’t write it bro, you’ve written it in the notebook a lot!”

Yu Tingfeng was woken up by his howling, looked down, and saw the word “Yulang” all over the draft paper.

He hurriedly closed the book, tore off the page with a guilty conscience, crumpled it up, put it in his pocket, and prepared to throw it into the trash can in the toilet later.

After class, the Chinese teacher continued to explain “Jing Ke Assassins the King of Qin” on the podium, and the audience kept making small moves.

This was the last class in the morning, and several subordinates kept throwing notes at Yu Tingfeng. Yu Tingfeng opened it and looked at a few, all of which were asking him what he had for lunch.

He turned around and gestured an “eight” to them, window number eight.

Then he picked up these notes and was about to throw them away, but when he looked up, he saw the Chinese teacher suddenly looking at him: “What is it in your hand?”

Yu Tingfeng quickly stuffed the note into his pocket: “Nothing.”

“Take it out.” The teacher had just finished speaking and glanced outside. The dean was patrolling outside. She lowered her voice and said again, “Hurry up and hand it over, and be careful that the dean will take you away.”

“…”

Yu Tingfeng reluctantly grabbed a few **** of paper from his pocket.

The teacher took it, opened the note, and asked, “Come on, please answer, why did Jing Ke fail to assassinate the King of Qin?”

Yu Tingfeng replied: “Martial arts are too bad.”

Chinese teacher: “Well, this is also a reason, is there anything else?”

“The weapon you choose is not good. Don’t use a dagger if you are poor in martial arts. It is more suitable for him to change some poison. Of course, he can’t compare with me. If it is me, one knife can change the ending. I don’t even need a knife. I just use one hand I can…” Yu Tingfeng gestured with his palms.

“Talk less and there is nothing. Look at the previous article again. What else is there besides poor martial arts?” The Chinese teacher said as he opened the note, with question marks all over his head, “Yu Lang?”

“It’s exhausted.” Yu Tingfeng sighed.

Chinese teacher: “…”

The students couldn’t hold back any longer, and laughed out loud one after another.

While eating in the cafeteria, there was a loud booing sound from the east side. Yu Tingfeng and others looked over and saw Song Zhaolan and Qi Ran standing together eating, and sat down at a table under the gaze of everyone.

Although there were Xue Canming, Yu Xiaohui and others at that table, Qi Ran was definitely the first girl from a foreign class to break into them.

It is almost an open secret that Qi Ran wants to pursue Song Zhaolan’s intentions. When seeing these two protagonists together, he must watch the excitement and make comments.

The girls at the next table discussed gossip enthusiastically.

“Let’s bet, how long can Qi Ran take Song Zhaolan down?”

“I’ll bet for three months that girls will chase boys, not to mention a girl like Qi Ran, she’s the best choice for a girlfriend.”

“But I’ve always been very optimistic about Yu Xiaohui, why aren’t she and Song Zhaolan together! The flower of Shuangkaolin is the pendant!”

“Actually, let’s talk about beauty. Yu Xiaohui and Liu Zhuichui are definitely better than Qi Ran, but Qi Ran is more suitable to be a girlfriend. She looks good, has good grades, and has a good personality. The overall score is definitely the highest.”

“But why do you think Song Zhaolan will definitely take the bait?”

“Unless he’s not a man, or he doesn’t like women. Otherwise, which young man can resist the advances of a beautiful woman?”

“That’s true hahaha, then I’ll bet for a month!”

“Girlfriend…” Yu Tingfeng scratched at the word, turned his head and asked Zhang Wei, “What is a girlfriend?”

“It’s the person you love the most.” Zhang Wei stared at Yu Xiaohui’s direction, leaving tears of toad/toad/toad, “I really want to fall in love with her, get married and have babies… ”

Yu Tingfeng was enlightened, and frowned tightly: “Impossible.”

“Why not?!” Zhang Wei refused to accept, “One day, I will definitely be worthy of her!”

Yu Tingfeng turned a deaf ear, looked up in a certain direction, and saw what Qi Ran said, which made everyone at the table laugh, Song Zhaolan also smiled lightly.

“No.” Yu Tingfeng repeated with a gloomy face.

“Oh, my goddess is so beautiful, she looks so pretty even when she’s not smiling, but she’s even better when she smiles?” Zhang Wei licked.

Seemingly aware of the wolf-like eyes, Yu Xiaohui looked over from the air and gave him a warning.

Zhang Wei waved to her excitedly, the next moment, Chen Yuting leaned his head over and waved to him in a strange way.

Zhang Wei immediately withered.

“Zhang Wei is really shameless.” Chen Yuting sat up straight and said to Yu Xiaohui, “The next time he does something to you, just tell me and I will deal with him.”

“Okay, thank you.” After Yu Xiaohui finished speaking, she couldn’t help but look at Qi Ran who was sitting opposite, “Why do you always stare at me?”

Hearing this, a group of people looked at Qi Ran vigilantly, including Song Zhaolan.

“No, it’s nothing, I just think you’re pretty, and I want to see more.” Qi Ran’s face turned red, and he didn’t dare to tell the truth.

She was just observing Yu Xiaohui.

She had never been in direct contact with her before, and she didn’t know what she was thinking about Song Zhaolan. Could it be that there was a pure friendship between them?

“That Zhang Wei from Class F probably likes Yu Xiaohui?” Qi Ran cautiously probed, “Then, Yu Xiaohui, do you have someone you like?”

“Yes.” Yu Xiaohui nodded.

Qi Ran was taken aback, and looked around, not surprised to see other people, Song Zhaolan was still buried in his meal, as if he wanted to avoid this answer?

“Who is it?” she asked slowly.

Yu Xiaohui: “I like you.”

Qi Ran: “…?”

“I love all the women in the world, including you.” Yu Xiaohui said.

Qi Ran: “…”

What is this Neptune scumbag speaking?

Liu Zhuizhui passed by with a drink, and when he heard this, he sneered: “There are so many women, can you love them?”

Yu Xiaohui turned to look at her: “Are you provoking me?”

Liu Zhuizhui brushed back her long hair, and snorted, “Didn’t you say that women all over the world love her? Why are you so fierce to me, a pious guy.”

Yu Xiaohui: “Woman, are you the one who keeps **** me off, and still wants to get my love?”

Qi Ran: “……”

Help, my ears are starting to leak.

Liu Zhuizhui left after flirting with her, Yu Xiaohui consciously won the next round, and took a sip of soup comfortably.

Qi Ran asked again, “What about the man? Do you have a man you like?”

“Man…” Yu Xiaohui thought for a moment, then pointed at Song Zhaolan reluctantly.

Qi Ran: Sure enough!

I knew you were not just classmates!

It’s over now, the opponent is more beautiful than her, and the grades are better than her, isn’t it a lost game?

Unexpectedly, Yu Xiaohui once again pointed at Xue Canming, Wu Xiaoyu, Zhao Mingdeng, Mao Hongxi, Chen Yuting and the others: “Let’s go.”

Several boys smiled foolishly.

Qi Ran: “…”

This belongs to the queen of the sea, right? You don’t have to laugh so happily, do you?

It was the first time for Qi Ran to hear such a direct speech from Green Tea, but the person concerned spoke with integrity, and the others didn’t notice any difference.

“Then it seems that your relationship is quite good.” Qi Ran smiled sarcastically.

“That’s right, we are a fateful friendship.” Xue Canming said, “Yu Xiaohui, you can come to me for anything, and I am willing to help you.”

Chen Yuting: “Up to the mountain of swords, down to the sea of ​​fire.”

Wu Xiaoyu: “I will go through fire and water without hesitation.”

Mao Hongxi: “Then… I am willing to be for you, I am willing to be exiled to the sky for you~”

Qi Ran: …

There is no need to be so voluptuous.

However, none of them expected that Zhao Mingdeng was the most embarrassing one.

Zhao Mingdeng patted his head: “For you to return to vulgarity.”

Martial arts decent: “…”

Yu Xiaohui: “…”

Song Zhaolan reminded: “Monks don’t fight.”

“Liar.”

Zhao Mingdeng habitually finished the conversation, covered his mouth quickly, his face turned red, “I just said that…wasn’t…”

It’s over, he actually said a joke!

“Master, you broke the precept hahahaha!” Xue Canming slapped the table with a smile, “Come on, just break to the end, don’t eat green vegetables all the time, eat some meat, look how thin you have become.”

“Must, no, no…” Zhao Mingdeng closed his eyes tightly and began to recite Buddhist scriptures silently.

“What is he doing?” Qi Ran asked Song Zhaolan curiously, Song Zhaolan was still eating earnestly, Xue Canming at the side answered instead, “I’m talking to Buddha, don’t worry about him.”

Qi Ran: “…”

This group of people is so weird.

She found a new topic again, and asked a little excitedly: “I heard that there is a big guy in women’s clothing in your class? Who is it? Can I meet you?”

As soon as the words fell, I heard a boy who was gnawing his bone diagonally across from him say: “It’s me, what’s the matter?”

!

Qi Ran sized him up a few times, and his facial features were very tough, completely inconsistent with the weak figure in women’s clothing in his mind, so he couldn’t help asking: “Why do you like women’s clothing?”

“Women’s clothing is my best disguise.” Chen Yuting said.

Qi Ran: “It’s a bit wrong, I don’t quite understand.”

“Let’s put it this way, I can pretend to be men, women, and children.” Chen Yuting said proudly, “But the elderly and children are not suitable to appear in school, so only women’s clothing is left, which allows me to disguise myself as a stranger. In this way, the teacher You won’t find out who I am.”

“But… you are the only one who wears women’s clothing in the whole school, so it’s hard not to notice it.” Qi Ran said weakly.

Chen Yuting: “???”

Chen Yuting: “I knock!”

Chen Yuting asked the others: “Brothers, come with me in women’s clothing? You don’t need to stab me in the ribs, you just need to have bare legs.”

Brothers: Let’s break up.

Song Zhaolan finished the meal first, got up and was about to leave, Qi Ran said in shock: “Why are you eating so fast? I feel like I’ve just started eating.”

Song Zhaolan replied: “Because you don’t eat seriously enough, how can you compete with outstanding people?”

Qi Ran: “…”

If the class teacher knew that you used their mantra to teach everyone to eat, they would be so moved that they would cry, right?

Song Zhaolan said hello to her friends, then left the cafeteria and went to the student activity room.

The things to deal with seem small, but they are trivial. After a busy meal, the time for the lunch break bell has passed.

It was too late to go back to the dormitory, but fortunately he had the foresight to bring homework, and was going to finish this homework, so he just lay down here for a while.

The entire campus fell silent, the only sound in the room was his non-stop writing and scratching.

There was a sound of footsteps in the corridor, who would come here at this hour?

Song Zhaolan raised his head, seeing Yu Tingfeng approaching gracefully, he didn’t seem surprised that he was here too, walked to the corner on his own, picked up a basketball, and twirled it on his fingers.

“Why didn’t you go back to the dormitory?”

“I left this ball here in the last meeting, and I’ll take it away.” Yu Tingfeng casually walked beside him, and looked down, “Have you all learned this? Isn’t this the content behind?”

“The learning progress of each class is different.” After Song Zhaolan finished speaking, he suddenly smiled, “Did you go to preview? Not bad.”

Yu Tingfeng rolled his eyes.

After a while, Song Zhaolan saw that he had no intention of leaving, and asked, “Aren’t you going back to the dormitory?”

“Go back now, if Xue Canming catches me, I will be recorded in the discipline book again.” Yu Tingfeng pulled the chair next to him and sat down, put his hands on the table, “Just squint here for a while and forget it .”

“That’s good.” Song Zhaolan smiled helplessly and continued to work on the question, but the straight gaze next to her was hard to ignore.

Yu Tingfeng didn’t close his eyes at all, as if he was looking at some antique treasure, his eyes swept over him.

Song Zhaolan finally finished her homework, lay down on the table, and stared back in retaliation.

Yu Tingfeng’s face gradually heated up: “Why are you staring at me?”

“Then why are you staring at me?” Song Zhaolan asked.

“Can’t sleep, who told you to sit across from me?”

“I’ve been sitting here since the beginning, why did you sit next to me?”

“If you want to take care of it, I’m happy.”

Song Zhaolan sighed slightly, closed his eyes, a little sleepy, and murmured, “Tell me, what do you want from me?”

“Who is looking for you?”

Song Zhaolan smiled softly: “I love to talk but not to talk.”

Seeing that he was really going to sleep, Yu Tingfeng stared at him for a long time, as if talking to himself, and asked softly, “Will you have a baby with Qi Ran?”

Song Zhaolan opened his eyes suddenly, sat up straight in disbelief, reached out and touched his forehead: “What nonsense are you talking about?”

Yu Tingfeng wanted to take his hand away and sit up, but as soon as it covered the back of his hand, he couldn’t bear to move it away: “They are all rumoring that you are in love with Qi Ran, and you may get married and have children in the future.”

Song Zhaolan said: “Where did the rumors come from? Qi Ran just came to us to discuss the art festival, and it’s not just me.”

“Who makes you more eye-catching than others?” Yu Tingfeng said.

Song Zhaolan slowly approached and stared into his eyes.

Yu Tingfeng was stunned, not knowing how to react, so he heard Song Zhaolan say, “I can’t sleep now, how about you?”

Yu Tingfeng shook his head.

“That’s good.” Song Zhaolan put his other hand on his head and helped him up, “Come to do some political homework, and the morning self-criticism. I think you are free, and you still have time to write this letter.” Rumors spread rumors.”

Yu Tingfeng: “…”

The author has something to say:

Song Zhaolan: There is nothing that homework can’t solve. If one set doesn’t work, then eighteen sets.

Yu Tingfeng: Sin.