Sister, you miss me

Yang Feng was really ashamed, and his head was full of sweat: "Principal Jiang, the truth is not what you think."

"Facts are not important! Yang Feng, it has to be like this, it has to be the same as I thought, and it has to be worse." Principal Jiang said without any doubt: "Yang Feng, this is not your business alone, this is the whole thing. In the first thing, you are no longer a person, but a soul, a soul who overcomes all difficulties, strives for improvement, and has great perseverance and wisdom."

In the end, he is not a human being?Yang Feng couldn't laugh or cry: "Principal Jiang, how do I feel that you are talking about Tang Seng."

"Hi, this formulation is inevitable, you have the spirit of the Tang Seng."

Yang Feng wiped his head with sweat: "Principal Jiang, what do you mean, what do I need to do?"

Principal Jiang was full of red light: "Our school's party committee decided to start a learning movement like Yang Feng in the whole school."

"Ah..." Yang Feng was dumbfounded.

"Someone is responsible for collecting and compiling promotional materials. You only need to cooperate with the promotion and cooperate with the speech."

Yang Feng smiled bitterly: "Principal Jiang, the point is that it is not as mysterious as you said, this is not a lie! It is also a lie to myself."

"Yang Feng!" Principal Jiang said earnestly: "You have not yet understood the essence of the matter, and the significance of this movement. To put it more seriously, this is a political movement, even if it is a deception, it is a white lie, even if Self-deception, but it has really affected a generation. Student Yang Feng, I don’t need to elaborate on which is more serious."

"..."

Yang Feng felt that he was on a thief ship and was powerless. President Jiang, you all raised this matter to the height of political movement. What can I say?

Two words, cooperation.

Four words, cooperate well.

...

When I went home and told my father and sister about this, they both couldn't laugh or cry.

In the end, my father, Yang Zhantian, understood the righteousness: "Xiaofeng, since President Jiang has said that, you can only cooperate and act as an acting, acting with positive energy and doing good deeds!"

"Hey..." Yang Feng was speechless.

...

After ten o'clock in the evening, Yang Feng didn't feel sleepy. He glanced at the direction of his father's room and the light was still on, so he walked over.

"Dad, still awake?"

Yang Zhantian raised his head from the scroll and took off the myopia: "Why, you can't sleep?"

"It's still early, come over and chat with you."

"Okay, what are you talking about?"

"Is your illness completely cured?"

Yang Zhantian frowned and thought for a while: "It should be regarded as it, to be honest, this matter has always made you puzzled."

"Never coughed again? My chest no longer hurts?"

"How can it be so thorough? Sometimes a little bit."

"Let me show you."

"You..." Yang Zhantian smiled and stretched his arm over.

Yang Feng acted well, took the left and right wrists separately, and then said: "There is still a trace of sick air deposited between the lungs and the internal organs, there should be no major problem."

Yang Zhantian was stunned: "Can you really see it?"

"That's what the book says, I don't know..."

"Although the letter is not as good as no book, but most of the time, it is credible. You are right. You surprised me very much."

Yang Feng smiled: "Okay, Dad, then you can rest early."

"You too."

...

"Housekeeper, there is something in your head."

Yang Feng sat up all of a sudden and realized that it was Nan Ke Yimeng, but that person seemed to be a little docile, could it be that he could really see his abnormality.

Yang Feng wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and took out the business card from the shirt pocket of the school uniform.

At Qifeng Mountain, you can observe the subject Jingsong at Luofeng Mountain, and there is also a contact number.

Yang Feng thought for a while, and decided to wait for the third mock test before personally visiting this amazing Taoist priest.

...

The school took action vigorously and collected various positive materials around Yang Feng's family relationship, and made sufficient preparations for the later publicity.

During this period, considering He Lingxin's requirements for common progress, Yang Feng also wanted to take his sister Xiaoxue to form a common progress team under Yang Feng's initiative.

The group consists of one man and four women. Of course, the man is Yang Feng, and the women are He Lingxin, Wang Bingqian, Su Qinxin, and Qin Xue.

What surprised Yang Feng was that he only hinted a little, and Wang Bingqian and Su Qinxin joined in without hesitation.

The five-person team truly crossed the class, regardless of gender, and also allowed Yang Feng to meet He Lingxin's requirements at the same time, and also had the opportunity to communicate with Wang Bingqian, the ice beauty.

The joint progress team initially decided to meet once a week in the afternoon. The venue is tentatively set as the third and eighth class. The purpose of the assembly is to brainstorm and solve the problems encountered by everyone within a week.

The members of the group kept silent and low-key. Everyone knows that once this organization is public, too many people want to join, because a handful of school flowers have been included.

However, Yang Feng's words broke everyone's doubts: We have such a good appearance, and if other people want to join, we have to weigh ourselves.

A few beauties with different styles either pursed their lips and smiled, or bowed their heads in silence, but they believed in Yang Feng's words. This is an indisputable fact.

...

At the same time, the "Seed One" project is also in full swing.

Yang Feng is about to become the inspirational model of No. 1 Middle School, and he is the first to excel.

"He is just a seedling, you have to water it desperately." These are the original words of President Jiang at the team mobilization meeting.

As a result, in the course of each day's solo practice, every teacher was suffocated, and it was indescribable to fill the duck with great energy.

...

Just a week after the last time, Gao Qinsheng couldn't wait to call.

Knowing the purpose of this meeting, Yang Feng continued to give Gao Qinsheng a little hope, and then tested his bottom line.

The meeting was in a small courtyard on the outskirts of the county, and the driver was of course Li Le.

This small courtyard is different from Grandma He's small courtyard, the clean up is in order, without the slightest peasant atmosphere.

Walking into the yard, you can see dozens of pots of orchids swaying in the wind, and a few large water tanks with water lilies, which are almost withered, and a dozen koi carps are calm in the middle.A plum tree is planted in the east corner, a patch of bamboo is planted on the south wall, and dozens of pots of charming chrysanthemums are placed at the entrance of the small courtyard.

Seeing all this, Yang Feng suddenly couldn't help but feel a little joking.The plum, orchid, bamboo, and chrysanthemum have been made up. Is the owner indifferent or arty?

But thinking that the owner of the house is the head of the animal county, the word "ya" doesn't touch him.

At this moment, Gao Qinsheng walked out of the house and said, "Yang Feng is here."

Asking knowingly, Yang Feng didn't give this guy a good face, and said, "The environment here is good."

Gao Qinsheng said, "This is my mother's house. She is an old cadre in the county. She has lived here since she retired, but she has passed away for several years."

"So you are still the second generation of officials."

"Not worth mentioning."

Gao Qinsheng discovered a problem. Yang Feng had never regarded him as a county magistrate or a big man at a young age.

It used to be and it is now.

He is a doctor and a patient. It is even more impossible to put on the prestige of the magistrate.

"How many properties do you have?" Yang Feng asked casually.

"Huh?" Gao Qinsheng rolled his eyes strangely and didn't answer.

Yang Feng smiled: "There are always three caves."

Gao Qinsheng laughed blankly: "Do you consider me a cunning rabbit?"

Yang Feng suddenly said with a serious face: "No kidding, I'm in a hurry."

"Ai."

Entering the room, the mahogany furniture in the water can be seen by people. On the Bogu shelf at the door, there are strange things.

The two sat down on the wooden sofa, and the nanny brought tea.

Yang Feng didn't mean to drink tea. He directly grabbed Gao Qinsheng's veins and said, "Tell me, what's your reaction this week?"

"Still no response." Gao Qinsheng was crying.

There hasn't been any pacing reaction for a week. If it weren't for Yang Feng's straw, Gao Qinsheng would have died.

Yang Feng finished cutting his pulse, nodded, and shook his head: "No, trouble."

Gao Qinsheng has been paying attention to Yang Feng's expression nervously, his heart is up and down, and it is not uncomfortable.

"How bad?"

"Kidney water is depleted."

"..."

"do not understand?"

Gao Qinsheng shook his head.

Yang Feng said: "It's just that your water runs out, but nothing flows."

"Isn't that... over?"

"The children and grandchildren are over, but the sex is still there."

"what?"

"What? You don't understand? You are also Tangtang Executive Deputy County Magistrate anyway, this level of education...tsk..."

Gao Qinsheng blushed for a while: "Xiao Yang, genius doctor, just tell me straight, I won't treat you badly."

With that said, Gao Qinsheng opened the drawer of the coffee table and inside were two bundles of brand new red tickets.

Yang Feng nodded slightly: "Okay, tell you directly. At your age, you don't have the idea of ​​inheriting the family, right?"

"No, there is trouble."

"That's not going to end, it's just exhaustion, and erection depends on testosterone. As long as I cure this for you, you can still vent your animal desires... Oh no, it's sexual desire."

"Ah..." Gao Qinsheng felt that his body was ruined, and Yang Feng's mouth was too stinky.

Yang Feng took a sip of Biluochun and said, "Okay, lie down."

"What...what are you doing?"

"What else can I do? I will treat you! I won't insult you."

"You..." Gao Qinsheng couldn't laugh or cry, lying on the four-person sofa in his clothes.

Yang Feng carried a box of silver needles with him. He opened the box and sterilized the poison with alcohol cotton. Looking back, Gao Qinsheng was lying down well.

"Hey, I don't rarely say you, you are an abacus, just flip it."

"Why am I inappropriate?"

"Pull up your shirt and loosen your belt."

"Oh." Gao Qinsheng did as instructed, and then said: "Xiao Yang, you have so many weird things."

"Why, it's uncomfortable?" When Yang Feng was speaking, he had already put the first needle in the other's Tanzhong acupoint. He shook his head: "Being a leader for so many years, no one dares to joke and talk nonsense with you! All around are greedy and flattering."

"You are too one-sided."

"Actually, I am stimulating you, damaging your superiority, and helping you position yourself. You are a patient."

"Hey..." Gao Qinsheng felt that he was guilty, how many words?

"Hey, how old the executive deputy magistrate is, I really have something to ask you for help."

"Let's listen." Gao Qinsheng pricked his ears.