Chapter 98 Trouble Stealing the Wall

"Well, since you don't want it, it's useless for me to keep it anyway, so find someone on the street to send it out, okay?"

Liu Zhiwei suddenly smiled, like a cunning little fox.

"Okay, okay..." Fu Zijun nodded mechanically and then asked, "Then which street are you going to see someone off?" Let me know first. I'll wait there in advance.

"stupid!" Liu Zhiwei whitened Fu Zijun and pushed the shoe box to Fu Zijun again. "If you want to do a good job, you must first use your tools. I heard that a pair of suitable basketball shoes is the second life of a player. Good basketball shoes have good support, stability and good shock absorption, which makes the feet move and jump in basketball. It feels more comfortable during the emergency stop. In addition, basketball shoes can protect the ankle well, support the restriction of tendons, and protect athletes from injury. So, to sum up, I personally think this pair of sneakers is still very helpful to you.

"Of course it's helpful, no, it's not helpful, but very helpful!" Fu Zijun finally couldn't resist the basketball shoes** and got the shoe box in his hand.

Time passed day by, and soon entered December. The weather was getting colder and colder, the trees were withered, the leaves were yellow, and the passers-by in a hurry on the street had changed into thick down jackets. Fortunately, the Yantai Basketball Tournament is held in the indoor basketball hall. If it is outdoors, I'm afraid that the players will freeze before they play.

The day before the start of the competition, Xu Jianye finally gave the team members a half-day off to relax and adjust their physical condition by the way. These ten days of purgatory-like life have made Yan Lingfeng's skin, which is not so white, darker, but he can clearly feel the changes in his body. His forearm is obviously thick, the muscles under the dark skin are bulging, and his thighs are more powerful.

Yan Lingfeng lay on the desk bored, staring at the window in a daze, listening to the "cake Zhang" on the podium and recited "Gui Yan's orchid oar, hitting the sky and looking back to the light; the beauty in his arms, looking at the beauty in the sky." Although he doesn't understand, he seems to be very powerful. After all, it involves beautiful women, and it seems that there is nothing that is not powerful.

Yan Lingfeng is actually quite free now. There is no need to go to the classroom for classes, but he doesn't like to go shopping, and it's boring to stay alone in the dormitory, so it is valuable to reflect the classroom life. But the tragedy is that without Han Dengyun and Fu Zijun's gag, it turns out that classroom life is also like this. It's boring.

Mr. Zhang has been in a particularly good mood recently, because her class is finally normal. Without the troubles of those bastard students, she can finally teach and preach at ease. Suddenly, she is much younger, and the wrinkles on her face seem to be much less unconsciously.

When she saw Yan Lingfeng in class, she was a little nervous, but she didn't see Han Dengyun after the class bell rang, so she was relieved. After all, Yan Lingfeng is still a sensible student in general, not as bad as Han Dengyun.

More than half of the class has passed, and Yan Lingfeng still maintains the posture of lying on the corpse. Now his heart is full of regret. He regrets that he has a hot mind and remembers coming to class. He regrets not going out with Sun Feiying and others. Of course, Sun Feiying's so-called Hapi is not very cold, and the picture is rough CS He is tired of playing games in his previous life. Of course, he is not interested in it now, but no matter how crude it is, it must be much more interesting than staying in class. He has decided to stick to this class, and then he will retreat to meet Sun Feiying and others. What is brother? Brother is the person who can make you not bored when you are bored. Yan Lingfeng thought that it would not be boring to abuse them with AK47 in an Internet cafe.

Yan Lingfeng was looking at the window and thinking nonsense. Suddenly, it seemed that a feather fell on his head. Yan Lingfeng touched it lazily. The tentacles were not feathers, but a note. He kept the posture of lying on the body and took the note in front of him to open it.

There is a line of beautiful handwriting on the note, "You lazy pig, don't move again, be careful that I will kill you and sell you!"

A smile appeared at the corners of Yan Lingfeng's mouth. I didn't expect that Lu Yunxue, who looked weak, still had such a violent side. Girls who call themselves "mother" are rare now. Lu Yunxue also dares to be the first in the world and set a precedent for female compatriots in the world.

"It's worthless to sell now. I suggest you fatten it before killing it."

Yan Lingfeng really sat up straight, waved his pen and wrote a book, and then folded the note and stabbed his buddies in the front row, pointing to Lu Yunxue's position. Everything was silent. The guy in the front row showed his yellow teeth to him, gave Yan Lingfeng an ambiguous smile, and then turned around with a note.

After several transmissions, the note was quickly delivered to Lu Yunxue, which is faster and safer than EMS. DHL is much faster and safer. No one on the transmission line is impatient, and no one exposes it. After all, no one knows whether he will become the starting point of the newsman or the end in the future. At the receiving end, this kind of thing is convenient for you and me, and it may be convenient for yourself.

After a while, the note came back. Yan Lingfeng opened the corners of his mouth with a smile. The note was still the same note, but there was an extra line below, "Are you calling me another mother?" I now order you to listen carefully, hang the beams and stab the stocks, and chisel the wall to steal the light! If you can't do it, you will bear the consequences!"

Yan Lingfeng looked at the beautiful handwriting on the note and imagined Lu Yunxue's lovely appearance. After thinking for a moment, he buried himself in writing on the note.

Lu Yunxue knew that the school team was on holiday today, and that Sun Feiying and others went to the Internet cafe to relax, but when she saw Yan Lingfeng coming to the classroom for class, she was particularly happy. This may not mean that Yan Lingfeng fell in love with learning overnight, but at least it can prove that he has this idea. But soon she was disappointed. Yan Lingfeng didn't come to class. She obviously came to the classroom to retire. So in anger, he warned Yan Lingfeng with a note, but he didn't expect that Yan Lingfeng dared to talk to himself and said that killing him now was worthless. This guy is really shameless! If you don't show him some color, won't he be able to turn to the sky?

The note came again. Lu Yunxue held the note in her hand and carefully glanced at Mr. Zhang, who was still reading Red Cliff Fu, and then gently opened the note.

The handwriting of the two people is very different. Lu Yunxue's handwriting is light and beautiful, one by one is very neat, while Yan Lingfeng's handwriting is very elegant, with dragons flying and phoenix dancing, teeth and claws are particularly easy to recognize. Lu Yunxue looked at the note and was infatuated for a moment. She didn't even know when "cake face" Ms. Zhang would come to her side.

Teacher Zhang had a sinister smile on the corners of her mouth, and then stretched out her hand to grab the note from Lu Yunxue's hand. She was often so angry that she blushed and her neck, but it didn't mean that she didn't like to play cat and mice with students. It's just that Han Dengyun's "master mouse" was too big for her to play, but occasionally teased her honestly. Her classmates are still very interested.

"Cave Zhang" took the note in his hand. After looking at it with interest for a while, his expression condensed, and there was an unbearable shock in his eyes. He took a deep breath and asked Lu Yunxue, "Who wrote this?"

Lu Yunxue has always been a good girl in the teacher's eyes. Where has she been treated like this? In full view of the public, she stood up with a red face and replied softly, "Teacher, I'm sorry..."

"I asked you who wrote it?" "The cake Zhang" asked with a roar.

"It's me!" Yan Lingfeng stood up lazily from the last row, looked at the cake Zhang and said, "Teacher, what tricks do you have for me!"

"Is that you? Is it really you?" "Bie Zi Zhang"'s expression clearly showed an incredible meaning. He hurried to Yan Lingfeng's side and asked him with a note in front of him, "Is it really written by you?"

"If it's fake! Teacher, in fact, don't get me wrong. We are actually just the purest friendship. Lu Yunxue is a kind-hearted classmate. She knows..."

"Since you wrote it, recite it to me!" "Pie Zi Zhang" was not interested in whether Lu Yunxue was kind or not, and waved his hand to interrupt Yan Lingfeng's praise.

"This..." Yan Lingfeng rubbed the back of his head with a headache and slightly regretted the display just now. He has shamelessly plagiarized once. Is it possible to be shameless for a while? But it's obvious that if he can't say one, two, three, four, five, the cake Zhang will not give up. The reason why he took the initiative to stand up and admit it was to attract firepower and didn't want Lu Yunxue to be criticized by Bingzi Zhang, but he saw that Zhang didn't mean to blame him, and her interest seemed to be attracted to what she wrote.

"Do you still say it was written by you? Can't you even remember the beginning?" Zhang" snorted coldly. When he turned around and was about to leave, he suddenly heard Yan Lingfeng say, "At the beginning, you are a lazy pig..."

"Who asked you this! I want you to recite that poem!" In the laughter of the whole class, "Piezi Zhang" was about to cry. Is it easy for her? If she hadn't remembered the source of the poem, I'm afraid she would have covered her face and gone to Zhu Yao to complain. But now although Yan Lingfeng played tricks on her once again, she believes that there is a relationship between this note and Yan Lingfeng, because the first sentence on the note is indeed "you lazy pig", of course, it is Yan Lingfeng's "lazy pig", not her own "lazy pig".

"Oh, teacher, make it clear!" Yan Lingfeng did it on purpose. He knew that "Cave Zhang" must be asking that poem, just to enliven the dead classroom atmosphere.

"Whose light did you steal when you chiseled the wall when you were a child?

The past is not combed, and it has been a cold window for ten years.

Now reading under the lamp, red sleeves add fragrance.

Half-life fame is just false!

The haze all the way in March, and the warbler flies and the grass grows.

I saw my hometown in the flying willow catkins.

I don't know if you are still in Luyang?

A wisp of green silk is treasured for a lifetime.

Lovers on the bridge,

The red medicine by the bridge sighs that the night is too long.

The moon is also shaking, and people are also wandering.

A song came from Wupengli.

Luzhou moonlight, sprinkled on my heart.

You are not the same as you used to be under the moon.

Too many injuries are hard to tell.

I sighed that it was ordinary at that time!

The moonlight in Luzhou, and the pear blossoms and rain are cool.

Who are you by now?

The moonlight of my hometown is deeply branded in my heart.

But I can't shed tears."

Yan Lingfeng did not sing a song "Luzhou Yue", but recited it in his slightly hoarse and slightly low voice, turning himself into the official who told the story, thinking about the vanity of fame and fortune, the desolation of human affairs, and vividly expressing the melancholy away from his hometown.

Lu Yunxue asked him to "cut the wall to steal the light", and he suddenly thought of this song, which was a song he liked very much in his previous life. He didn't hold it for a moment and showed it off, but he didn't expect that his display made "Caves Zhang" appear.

Yan Lingfeng's voice fell, but it didn't seem to fall. The lingering feelings expressed by his voice lingered in the hearts of the whole class. It seemed that everyone remembered a lot of past with his voice. The warm past events and the sadness of the past became clearer and clearer bit by bit.

"Is this really what you wrote?" In the silence, "Cave Zhang" broke the silence and asked.

"Ah, yes, it's me!" Yan Lingfeng really doesn't want to admit it, but he has to admit that the arrow has had to be fired on the string. Looking at the posture of "cake Zhang", if he doesn't admit it, she is bound to keep asking, which will definitely cause a lot of trouble out of thin air.

"Although it is more like a lyric, I have to admit that this is a good poem." The business quality of Bingzi Zhang is still very good. As a high school Chinese teacher, although she may not be able to write any high-level works, she still has a little appreciation.

"Teacher, the students are waiting for class." Yan Lingfeng bravely reminded that the matter of passing the note is big or small, and it depends on whether the "cake sheet" should be investigated. After all, some words on the note are still relatively ambiguous. Once it is passed on to the leaders of the department, there will definitely be a lot of trouble, so it is necessary to appease the "cake sheet" and let her forget about it as soon as possible. .