Sister, you miss me

Back in the dormitory, Wang Datong and all three of them looked at him with strange eyes.

"Who is this, didn't you suspend school and start a business, Mr. Yang, why are you back again?" Park Zhongsheng was full of cool words.

"The second child is my own brother, so you don't need to say a few words." Wang Datong made a round.

"Lao Wang, you treat people as your brothers, they don't think so." Park Zhongsheng is still reluctant.

"Old fourth, you owe us an explanation." This time, even Jinzishan insisted.

"Brothers, have I become the target of public criticism?" Yang Feng smiled.

"Yang Feng, everyone cares about you, can you be more serious!" Wang Datong frowned unhappily, "Tell me your reasons."

"Stop school, or go and return?"

"Explanation one by one." Park Jong-sheng said.

Yang Feng nodded: "Regarding the suspension of school, it is not that the Board of Education has just introduced a policy. I just want to occupy a sofa. When it comes to entrepreneurship, my brothers may laugh at it. However, there was indeed a small amount of primitive accumulation. Suddenly something happened and the capital to start a business was gone. So..."

"So you are back?" Wang Datong asked.

"Congratulations on your answer." Yang Feng smiled.

"Yang Feng!" Of course, Wang Datong didn't believe Yang Feng's nonsense. As the oldest person in the dormitory, he naturally played the role of the big brother. Yang Feng was stunned by running the train, making him angry.

Yang Feng smiled bitterly: "Isn't I going to live without a place? Thinking of paying the dormitory fee, I will come back. I haven't heard of the regulations on moving out of the dormitory after school suspension!

"You..." Wang Datong pointed at Yang Feng, too angry to speak.

Park Zhongsheng grabbed Wang Datong and nodded Yang Feng with his hand: "Fourth old, let's do it for yourself."

"Life is just like seeing it for the first time." Jin Zishan sighed, sat in front of the computer, and typed up the document.

For a time, the three roommates were busy and left Yang Feng in the cold.Obviously, I was really angry.

"Brothers, I can't explain it. You will treat it as nonsense when you hear it. Maybe one day you will understand."

Yang Feng shook his head, slowly climbed onto his bed, lay down in his clothes, folded his hands behind his head.

In the past two days, as long as you close your eyes, the scene of the battle with the ghost hand and the Overlord Mask Man will appear before you. The strength of the ghost hand is still measurable, and the Overlord Mask Man is as deep as the sea and unfathomable.

The hand that only exists in the legendary split muscles and bones, that one-handed resistance against the Hummer, the calm and calmness of the palms to dissolve his iron fist, and the last shocking palm...

Facing such an opponent, Yang Feng had only one feeling, that is, weakness.

Dugu seeks defeat, and can't overcome the cold from heights. These pretending words come out of his mouth, but others are indisputable.

Who on earth is he, why always think of Zhao Qianyu, Hong Tian, ​​and Huo Yunting? I am afraid that even if the three of them are combined, they are not that abnormal opponent.

Sure enough, there are some outsiders and there are outsiders. When someone says that the lower three levels of "Nine Sun Gong" are completed, they can contemplate the earth, either by deceiving themselves or by nonsense.

"I'm not talking nonsense." A familiar voice said.

Yang Feng sat up abruptly, and seeing that the three of Wang Datong were still busy, Yang Feng frowned and looked around until a voice sounded.

"Don't look for it, it's me, coming to Wuding Tianyu."

"Master!" Yang Feng was stunned for a while, then slowly lay down and quickly settled down.

Wuding Tianyu, like an empty house of 30 square meters, Jing Song's body was sitting against the wall, just like the last time I saw it.

"Master, can you communicate with me?" Yang Feng was not sure.

"Oh-as a teacher now is just a ray of soul consciousness, lodged in the indefinite universe, I can communicate with you, and it is entirely due to your catastrophe. Unfortunately, communicating with you is very exhausting. I have to fall asleep. I don’t know the year and month when I wake up next time. So, if you have any questions, please ask."

Jing Song remained motionless, and his voice naturally appeared in Yang Feng's mind.

"The first question is how awesome is the completion of the lower three levels?"

"Very awesome."

"Are there any opponents on Earth?"

"Phoenix feathers are rare."

"But I met two strong opponents."

"Being a teacher is also quite incomprehensible. Could anyone use martial arts into Taoism."

"Enter the Tao with martial arts? What do you mean?"

"Three thousand avenues will lead to the same goal."

"Can you not be so mysterious?"

"In short, he is not an ordinary warrior. Using your secular judgment standards, he is a warrior."

"War God?"

"The god of war, is the god of war..."

"Then it's possible for me to beat him? I'm talking about the future." Yang Feng scratched his head: "I don't want it anymore. It must be very uncomfortable for Dugu to be defeated.

Yang Feng was intoxicated, but found that Jing Song did not respond.

"Master, Master!" Yang Feng said disappointedly: "Isn't it, you fell asleep again so soon?"

After having breakfast the next day, Yang Feng drove to Sister Hu's hairdressing salon, which he planned in advance.

On the way to see Dong Yongcheng, Yang Feng received a call from Hua Ziyan.

"Yang Feng." Hua Ziyan said softly.

"Zi Yan, it's been a long time since I contacted. Oh, there must be some good news."

"Did Zhuang Zhuang talk to you on the phone?"

"No, how is he?"

"His condition is under control, but it will not happen overnight to make the bones tough and strong, but finally you see hope, and you don't have to worry about future medical expenses."

"how to say?"

"The University of California has established a research project specifically for Zhuang Zhuang's congenital osteogenesis imperfecta. It not only treats him, but is also responsible for his studies."

"This is really great news." Yang Feng said emotionally, "Zi Yan, it's all thanks to you!"

"I'm just helping to make contact. In the final analysis, it's better to strengthen his life and meet a noble person."

"I just like you. I take credit for not being proud." Yang Feng said hehe.

"Who is rare."

"Hey..."

"Yang Feng, the Security Bureau didn't trouble you anymore!"

"How do you know?" Yang Feng asked not to answer.

"Just leave it alone, just tell me, did they go against your wishes and continue to trouble you?"

"Jamie told you?" Yang Feng asked again.

"Huh, how do you know?"

"Jamie's little girl really has the intention to treat me as a protection animal, and arranged a few black bodyguards to protect me secretly. This time I can be safe and sound, and it has nothing to do with her."

"Yes!" Hua Ziyan said softly.

"And you Ziyan, thank you!" Yang Feng said earnestly.

"I... I didn't do anything!" Hua Ziyan's voice was shy of a little woman.

"Zi Yan, you have been silently giving, in order to do a lot of things I don't know, I really don't know how..."

"Just know."

Despite being thousands of miles away, Yang Feng still seemed to see Hua Ziyan wrinkling her nose.

"In addition to agreeing with my body, I really don't know any way to repay your kindness!"

"Fuck off, are you playing hooligans? Take advantage of me."

"Don't you let me take advantage of oral advantages?"

"What else do you want to account for?"

"Haha, Zi Yan, are you back for the Spring Festival?" Yang Feng changed the subject.

"Why?" Hua Ziyan's voice was vigilant.

"I want to visit Grandpa."

"No!" Hua Ziyan cried, "Besides, that's my grandfather."

"That's what I called, where did you want to go!"

"hate!"

"Okay, take care of yourself when you are in a foreign country." Yang Feng's voice suddenly became a little lonely, "I'm really worried, you have a boyfriend to take care of! That's it, bye."

When Yang Feng hung up, Hua Ziyan said softly: "Yang Feng..."

In the corridor outside Hua Ziyan's room, a roommate exclaimed: "Mr. Chen, why are you leaving?"

Chen Zhendong nodded, his face pale.

"Your face..."

"It's okay." Chen Zhendong squeezed out a smile.

Hua Ziyan heard the conversation outside and opened the door. Chen Zhendong's figure had disappeared at the end of the passage.

The roommate frowned and said, "Zi Yan, have you quarreled?"

Hua Ziyan shrugged and twisted her body. Needless to say, Chen Zhendong responded so much that it was 80% of the time she heard her talking on the phone with Yang Feng.

What a prudent man.

Sometimes Hua Ziyan wonders how to build a financial empire with Chen Zhendong's personality and psychology?

...

If Hua Ziyan hadn't mentioned it, Yang Feng would have almost forgotten his affiliation with the Security Bureau. Of course, Zhao Min and Xia Xun would not forget the wonderful couple.

Didn't Zhou Weiguo set up a research team?Since the study, blood draw is inevitable, Yang Feng intends to ask Zhou Weiguo whether there is no nutrition cost or something. If so, Yang Feng wants to agree. To him today, mosquito legs are also meat.

As soon as the Grand Cherokee stopped on the sidewalk at the door of Hu's hairdressing house, Dong Yongcheng greeted him. Yang Feng saw that this guy was wearing shoes on one foot.

"Old Dong, you are like this, I am a little flattered!"

"Come less." Dong Yongcheng took Yang Feng's arm and walked into the room.

"Xiao Yang is here?" Hu Cuihua greeted her with a smile, holding her little daughter Guoguo in her arms.

Yang Feng immediately noticed the difference between Hu Cuihua, dyed his hair, changed his clothes, blushed, and smiled at Yan Yan.

This mental state is no different from a few days ago.

Looking closer, Dong Yongcheng is also somewhat different.

"Cuihua, make tea for Xiao Yang, let's talk." Dong Yongcheng said.

"Ah." Hu Cuihua responded cheerfully.

After Hu Cuihua brought two cups of tea, Dong Yongcheng closed the bedroom door and looked at Yang Feng with a smile.

Yang Feng took a sip of tea and nodded: "The best Tieguanyin, life is good?"

Dong Yongcheng just giggled.

Yang Feng put down the paper cup: "How is the novel website approaching you?"

"Why, Brother Feng, don't you know?" Dong Yongcheng opened his eyes wide and looked surprised.

"What do I know? We don't have a contractual relationship right now. Tiandi Chinese has a one-line contact with you without passing through me."

Dong Yongcheng's eye sockets turned red rapidly, and tears flickered: "Brother Feng, I don't know what to say. You pointed me a clear path, and you gave me a new life."

With that, Dong Yongcheng knelt down.