Chapter 167 Lu Yunxue's fortitude

More than half of the second class in the afternoon has passed. Yan Lingfeng's group of five people appeared at the door of the classroom breathlessly, as if they had just been picked up from the water, but they were sweating profusely in the cold weather.

The kind-looking history teacher squinted at them, and then asked with concern, "Are you going to train again?"

"Yes, Mr. Yu!" Yan Lingfeng nodded weakly and answered. They ran nearly 10 laps around the teaching building. After making a fool of themselves in front of the whole school, Zhu Yao found an excuse that their running sound would affect other people's learning, so they drove them to the playground with a wave of their hands.

Zhu Yao had no class in the afternoon, so he sat next to him and supervised them to run 100 laps, which lifted his hand and let them go. Rao and several of them have been trained by Xu Jianye, but those who ran down these 100 laps are still Venus above their heads, stepping on seven stars, and the only non-school team Xiang Qingyun is like a dead dog, lying on Han Dengyun's shoulder with white eyes and looking gasping heavily.

"You have worked so hard for the honor of the school!" Mr. Yu is an old teacher with a great sense of honor from the school, so he thought that these students had just finished the competition and actively participated in training, so he personally walked down the podium to welcome them into the classroom, patted Yan Lingfeng on the shoulder and praised them: "Under such a tired situation, you still don't forget to learn. I'm very gratified!"

Yan Lingfeng didn't want to talk to this old scholar Yu anymore. He nodded to deal with business and slipped back to his seat. If they have a choice, they will come to the classroom when their brains are burned, but Zhu Yao is staring at them behind them. Do they have any other choice?

Bacon said that reading history makes people wise. Yan Lingfeng is actually very interested in history, but most of his interests are "socks and fragrant steps, hand-held golden shoes." Xiao Zhou and "the sound of dancing in the palm of the hand is amazing, and the autumn night of the thirty-six palaces is long." Zhao Feiyan, an old scholar, didn't talk about this, so after listening to a few words of "slash-and-burn" in spirit, his eyes slowly narrowed together. Although he had just added sleep in the morning, he had endless dreams in life. As long as he wanted to sleep, he could always sleep.

In the dream, Yan Lingfeng did not find Zhao Feiyan and Xiao Zhou, but dreamed of a decisive battle with Kobe Bryant on the top of the Forbidden City. However, before he could draw his sword, he felt a pain in his ears and waved goodbye to Kobe in a daze and returned to the real world...

"Oh no!" Yan Lingfeng was thrilled and said something bad, because the old scholar's best skill was to "pound his ears". He must have been found by the old scholar when he was sleeping, and then picked him up to preach. While complaining about Han Dengyun's injustice, Yan Lingfeng generally stood up slowly and lowered his head to prepare for reprimand.

Nearly a minute passed, and before the old scholar spoke, Yan Lingfeng faintly felt a little abnormal, because the classroom seemed to be a little too noisy, and what made him feel more wrong was that there seemed to be a familiar laughter around him.

Yan Lingfeng slowly raised his head, but found that there was no old scholar on the podium. Turning his head again, he saw Lu Yunxue and Qin Xuedan snickering.

Yan Lingfeng, who was a little embarrassed and angry, stared at Lu Yunxue, then raised his hand and scared him, "Do you dare to tease me? Do you want to be beaten?"

Lu Yunxue smiled and said nothing. Qin Xuedan also smiled and asked him, "Are you willing to do it?" Or do you dare?"

Yan Lingfeng was also happy. He touched the back of his head with a smile and said, "I really don't dare. I'm afraid that it will be bad if I beat you and wait for Sen Ming to come back to me desperately!"

"She has been worried about Zhao Senming's injury. Give her a accurate message! Does it matter if Zhao Senming's injury is? Lu Yunxue took Qin Xuedan's hand and asked.

Yan Lingfeng looked at Qin Xuedan's seemingly casual but actually very nervous eyes and replied with a smile, "There is no money to make by lying to you. We don't need to lie to you, and if Sen Ming's injury is really serious, then we can't worry about leaving him alone in Yantai, don't you think?"

"Oh." Qin Xuedan bit her lip and nodded gently, and then reluctantly squeezed out a smile and said, "Thank you."

Qin Xuedan left alone. Yan Lingfeng looked at her back and curled her lips and whispered, "Woman, it's so troublesome, so talkative..."

"Come out with me!" Although Yan Lingfeng's voice was very low, Lu Yunxue listened to his words clearly, stared at him and walked out of the classroom first.

"Are you going to rely on playing basketball to eat in the future?" Lu Yunxue stood next to the railing and turned her head to look at Yan Lingfeng and asked.

"I...not either!" After thinking about it, Yan Lingfeng scratched his head and replied uncertainly that if he was sure to take this road, he would not hesitate to agree to Gong Xiaobin at the beginning.

"Since it's not, why don't you study hard?" Lu Yunxue continued to ask unrelentingly.

"How can I not study hard? I have been working hard." Yan Lingfeng argued bluntly that he was a little guilty when he said this, because he had hardly listened to a lesson carefully since his rebirth.

"Sleeping in class is your effort?" Lu Yunxue looked at Yan Lingfeng and asked.

"I, I'm just sleepy!" Yan Lingfeng compiled a beautiful excuse, which is Lu Yunxue. If another person questioned him like this, even Zhu Yao would not have such good patience.

"Are you sleepy?" Lu Yunxue sneered and said, "I don't know what time you slept last night, but I know you must have slept in the dormitory this morning. I didn't wrong you, did I?"

"No." Yan Ling's heart was so angry that he simply put on a posture that a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water, and answered with a neck.

"Then why do you still come to bed in the classroom?" Lu Yunxue seemed to have incarnated into a small steel cannon, and "dudu" kept spraying fire for a moment.

"I, the old scholar, seems to be singing a lullaby. I can't help falling asleep after listening..." After all, Yan Lingfeng couldn't stand down and curled his lips and seemed to answer aggrievedly.

"Okay, I won't tell you these are useless. Yan Lingfeng, let me tell you, what I like is the former Yan Lingfeng who worked hard and was full of fighting spirit and ** no matter what he did! Instead of the impostor who has no ambition and muddle along in front of us! If you continue to be so unmotivated, then I think I will have to think about our relationship!"

After saying this, Lu Yunxue returned to the classroom without looking back, leaving Yan Lingfeng alone on the spot.

Lu Yunxue's words were too cruel. Yan Lingfeng seemed to be stunned for a moment. It took him for a long time for his brain to come back to his senses and returned to the classroom like a walking corpse, and the last sentence of Lu Yunxue was played repeatedly in his mind.

The bell rang, and Yan Lingfeng took a deep breath and shook his head. Although Lu Yunxue is a girl, she has a resolute personality that is not inferior to a bearded man. When she decides to do something, few people can change her.

Biology is the most annoying subject of Yan Lingfeng. The biology teacher is also one of Yan Lingfeng's most annoying teachers. A middle-aged man in his 40s speaks in a strange tone, swings from side to side, talks about the class, and no one dares to compete with him.

Mendel, DNA, genetic gene, this series of rankings makes Yan Lingfeng's brain paste, who intends to concentrate on the class. If he replace Mendel with Cao Mengde, replace DNA with NBA, and replace genetic genes with Celtic, he will be very interested, but now Yan Lingfeng seems to be put in a steamer. It's generally painful. The most tragic thing in life is that you sit in the classroom and listen to a particularly annoying teacher say something that you don't understand at all, and force yourself to pretend to understand.

After all, Yan Lingfeng's brain capacity is limited. After barely sticking to half a class, his eyelids unconsciously fell down, and Lu Yunxue's warning was squeezed out of his brain by those little peas, so he slowly fell asleep again.

"Ouch!" Yan Lingfeng in his dream suddenly felt a heartfelt pain from his scalp. It was not a protest from his brain because he was overwhelmed, but someone was scratching his scalp. Yan Lingfeng suddenly woke up and instinctively wanted to get angry, but he took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down, gritted his teeth and stood up. Next to him stood a biological teacher with a horse face that was redder than pig liver, loosened his hair, patted him on the back of the head, and turned his head back to the podium to continue his lecture.

Yan Lingfeng's teeth are itchy, but after all, his current identity is just a student, a student who can't conflict with his teacher. Pulled by the biology teacher, his brain capacity freed up another space. Lu Yunxue's warning came back at the right time. Yan Lingfeng's heart beat, and then immediately raised his head to look in the direction of Lu Yunxue's seat.

Looking at each other, the expression mixed with deep disappointment in Lu Yunxue's eyes made Yan Lingfeng very hurt, because he clearly saw a kind of despair of "angry and mourning his misfortune" in Lu Yunxue's eyes. He felt a kind of unprecedented shame and dared not look directly at Lu Yunxue's eyes, but slowly lowered his head.

In the remaining two classes that afternoon, Yan Lingfeng didn't know what state he survived. He seemed to have no idea like a statue. Fu Zijun talked to him, but he ignored it. Han Dengyun made fun of him, but he also ignored him. If it hadn't been for his eyes turning and his breathing were stable, Fu Zijun and others would have planned to carry him to the infirmary.

The bell after the last class rang, and when it was dinner time, the quiet classroom immediately turned into a happy vegetable market. Yan Lingfeng was shocked and suddenly came to his senses. When he looked up at Lu Yunxue's seat, he found that it had already been empty.

His heart tightened, and then he stood up quickly and ran to the door of the classroom in three or two steps. There is no familiar figure in the flow of people coming and going. Classrooms, restaurants, leisurely pavilions, and even playgrounds, Yan Lingfeng looked for the familiar figure crazily, but what disappointed him was that Lu Yunxue seemed to have evaporated from the world.

Lu Yunxue had to wait for Yan Lingfeng to eat together, but now she has disappeared. This made Yan Lingfeng's heart hang on his throat. No one knows Lu Yunxue's fortitude better than him. She has always been a girl who keeps her word, but she has a stubborn heart under her seemingly weak appearance. Otherwise, it is impossible to persuade her father to transfer her to Shuiyun No.1 Middle School.