Chapter 43 Two crazy men, Lou and Ren went to No. 7 Middle School! 【1 update】


    The principal of No. 1 Middle School was only glad that Zhou Hechen and Sheng Yunyi did not blame the destruction of the painting on No. 1 Middle School, otherwise if the true news was spread, No. 1 Middle School''s reputation would plummet.


    Although the real culprit was arrested yesterday with the surveillance provided by Ye Wanlan, the principal of No. 1 Middle School still did not want No. 1 Middle School to have any involvement with Ye Wanlan again.


    Can a person who dropped out of school and entered the modeling circle and went to be a stand-in? Can he have the heart to learn?


    He saw her coming for psychological counseling, and he was also looking for other purposes!


    "Okay, Ye Wanlan, right?" The leader of the psychology group nodded, "Do you have anything else to help?"


    The principal of No. 1 Middle School frowned: "Let the psychological counseling room No. 3 remove the surveillance camera at his door! Who allowed him to monitor it privately?"


    "No. 3?" The leader of the psychology group was stunned, "You mean Rong-"


    "Let him demolish it immediately." The principal of No. 1 Middle School did not want to listen anymore, so he turned around and left.


    The leader of the psychological group shook his head and did not listen to the principal''s order.


    As long as the surveillance area can stay in the first half of the country, let alone install a surveillance camera, he will definitely move it over even if he wants to put a bed.


    The surname Rong has a very strong meaning and is not comparable to ordinary people.


    **


    Jiangcheng No. 7 Middle School, Class 2 (1)


    "Students, we will continue to review today." The history teacher knocked on the blackboard, "Everyone looked up at the big screen, so you can remember it again."


    The history teacher spoke frantically, but the students in the class were drowsy.


    Ye Wanlan listened seriously, even if the courses in the second year of high school were easy for her.


    History is for her, and I never get tired of reading it.


    After the class, the student who had died of sleep suddenly jumped up and was full of energy.


    Su Xueqing took out the books she wanted to use for the next class while secretly looking at her deskmate.


    As if he was conscious, Ye Wanlan turned his head and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Xueqing?"


    Su Xueqing hurriedly withdrew her gaze when she was caught by the person involved. In order to cover up her embarrassment, she asked: "Everyone says Shi Huasheng is a combination of Tiankeng, how could you choose Shi Huasheng?"


    "Using history as a mirror can help you know the rise and fall, and using people as a mirror can help you understand gains and losses." Ye Wanlan supported his chin with his hand and smiled slightly, "Learn history, learn lessons, and summarize mistakes, so that I can make progress."


    She didn''t know who the enemy who invaded Shenzhou and destroyed everything she had three hundred years ago.


    But what if she could meet them again one day in the future?


    Then, she will fight in person and avenge this national hatred and family hatred!


    "I didn''t think so deeply, I just..." Su Xueqing whispered in a low voice, but still didn''t say the following words.


    The silence lasted until the end of the last class.


    After school, Su Xueqing still kept silent and packed her schoolbag and left in a hurry.


    Ye Wanlan also stood up, hung his schoolbag on his right shoulder, and walked out slowly.


    "Student Ye, where is your home?" The deputy squad leader called her, "I''ll send you it. The suburbs are too far from the city, so it''s not safe to get a girl home."


    "Thank you, but no need." Ye Wanlan turned around, "I''m very safe alone."


    The unsafe one should be others.


    "Student Ye, you just came here, and you didn''t have to say something directly." The deputy squad leader scratched his head, "You should stay away from Su Xueqing. She is not a normal person, she is sick here."


    He pointed to his brain, shook his head and sighed.


    Ye Wanlan smiled: "What a coincidence, I am also a lunatic."


    Madman should make friends with madman.


    Deputy squad leader: "???"


    "But thank you for your reminder, see you tomorrow." Ye Wanlan waved his hand and his figure quickly disappeared at the entrance of the stairs.


    The deputy squad leader came back to his senses and muttered: "What a strange transfer student..."


    At six o''clock, there were stars quietly climbing up the sky.


    The students were all excited and chatted about the interesting things that happened today.


    "In the morning, a transfer student came to Class 1, and I was in the opposite class. You didn''t see it. His appearance, courage and body shape are really amazing!"


    "I''m envious. We have one class, but you don''t."


    "And, her self-introduction is also impressive. She said that her night is a night of ''living at night and listening to the wind and rain'', and turning the tide is a turning the tide that has been turned down'', a cultural person."


    Under the willow tree, Yan Tingfeng''s ears moved. He suddenly raised his head and murmured: "Lying at night, listen to the wind and rain..."


    His name comes from this poem.


    Because after waking up from his long sleep for three hundred years, he would always hear the sound of wind and rain in the middle of the night, and would always dream of him returning to the battlefield of the past several times, killing the enemy invisibly while chatting and laughing.


    Only in his dreams did he save China and protect the lives of billions of people.


    The kings in all directions will not die, the six major sects will not die, and the Ning Dynasty will not die.


    Fengyuan City is still singing and dancing, and the women in Tianyinfang do not need to draw their swords to step onto the battlefield.


    Of course, the east is about to be white, and the rising sun is rising. After he woke up from his dream, there was only a coldness next to his pillow.


    "The night of ''Lying at night and listening to the wind and rain''..." Yan Tingfeng suddenly smiled, his eyes were wafting, and his voice was soft, "Do you think so?"


    "Young Master! Young Master!"


    Binghe and Tiema trot over, but Yan Tingfeng was staring at one point, a strange smile appeared on his lips, gentle and affectionate.


    "Young Master, is there something interesting happening?" Binghe looked along his gaze. The gardenias were blooming brightly, and he suddenly realized, "This flower is quite beautiful. Young Master, will I go buy some flowers to make tea?"


    Iron Horse: “…”


    It’s not the reason at first glance!


    What to do? If you stay by the side of Binghe for a long time, he feels that his IQ seems to be out of order.


    It doesn’t matter. At critical moments, he will sell this pig teammate at any time to protect himself. Iron Horse took two steps back expressionlessly and stayed away from the glacier.


    "Binghe." Yan Tingfeng withdrew his gaze, but he still smiled.


    It looks like a blooming poppies, beautiful, but dangerous and fatal.


    Binghe shuddered uncontrollably: "Young Master, I''m here!"


    "I like flowers so much, so I''ll go to Qunyu Mountain to pick flowers now." Yan Tingfeng''s tone was gentle and careless, "I haven''t picked enough 999 flowers, don''t go down the mountain, do you know?"


    Binghe Yidai: "Ah?"


    Yan Tingfeng glanced at him regardless of slightness.


    Binghe cried: "I was wrong young master, I''ll go now!"


    Iron Horse breathed a sigh of relief.


    As long as he is not punished, even if Binghe picks ten thousand flowers, he will only say "beautiful job" and then take out his mobile phone and take a photo and send it to Miss Ye to see.


    The smile on Yan Tingfeng''s lips disappeared instantly, his eyebrows and eyes were cold.


    He crushed a gardenia, then opened his hand, and the broken petals fell, but the fragrance of the flowers remained in the palm of his palm.


    Feeling the violent and paranoidness on the man, Iron Horse''s scalp was numb.


    At this time, Yan Tingfeng''s ears moved.


    When he turned around, his eyes caught the girl''s figure, his smile reappeared, like the spring breeze and rain, gently brushing his face: "Miss Ye, what a coincidence."


    Time was also coincidental, enough for him to send her home.


    It takes a 40-minute drive from Jiangcheng No. 7 Middle School to Lin’s family, and it will be slightly faster to take the subway.


    When Ye Wanlan arrived home, the meal was already ready.


    "Wash your hands and eat." Lin Huaijin asked her to sit down, "How is your campus life today? Are you happy to get along with your classmates?"


    "Very good." Ye Wanlan said, "My deskmate is very nice, he is beautiful and smart."


    Lin Huaijin nodded: "That''s good. I''m afraid you won''t get used to it after not going to school for three years. Isn''t it possible to make a fortune today?"


    Ye Wanlan pondered.


    I was scared to death by a physics team leader, do you count?


    It probably doesn''t count.


    "No." Ye Wanlan was calm, "Doctor Rong was transferred to the No. 7 Middle School, and I was surprised."


    "Your psychological counselor?" Lin Huaijin was surprised, "It''s so strange that the salary paid by No. 1 Middle School should be very high. Why did you go to No. 7 Middle School?"


    Ye Wanlan picked up chopsticks of vegetables, and Yan Tingfeng''s figure appeared in his mind. She raised her eyebrows: "Maybe it was being threatened."


    "You can''t say this in front of other doctors." Lin Huaijin had a headache, "Since he has also gone to No. 7 Middle School, then you can continue to study and repair your psychology with him."


    Ye Wanlan nodded carelessly.


    She will try not to make Rongyu become the same as hers.


    **


    The next morning, the leader of the psychological group of Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School finally felt something was wrong.


    The psychological counseling room No. 3 is empty and there is no one.


    No. 1 Middle School has five psychological counselors, and the romance takes up shifts every Tuesday, and other times are uncertain.


    The leader of the psychological group had a bad premonition and immediately called Rongyu: "Why didn''t Mr. Rong come to work today?"


    "Ah? I resigned yesterday. Didn''t the principal tell you? I''m at No. 7 Middle School now." Rong Yu was very calm, "There is no choice. I met a patient who made me very difficult. I had to cure her, so I followed her to No. 7 Middle School."


    The leader of the psychology group went dark.


    Finished...it''s over!


    Why didn’t the principal tell him about such a big thing?


    "Mr. Rong, do you see if it''s possible that you will come back from No. 7 Middle School?" The leader of the psychology group spoke with difficulty, "Salary is not a problem, as long as you come back."


    "Hey, am I a person who values ??money? I was born for my hobbies!" Rong Yu said, "I won''t say anything anymore. I''m going to treat the students. Goodbye."


    The phone was hung up, and the leader of the psychology team was heartbroken.


    He stood up in anger and rushed to the principal''s office: "Principal, why did a psychological counselor resign? Don''t you tell me?"


    "You said you were in charge of the No. 3 consultation room?" The principal of No. 1 Middle School said lightly, "I resigned. I resigned on the phone. If someone resigns, I will recruit new people. What can I say?"


    "He went to No. 7 Middle School!" The leader of the psychological group was excited.


    "Seventh Middle School?" The principal of No. 1 Middle School frowned, "The admission rate is getting lower and lower every year. If you go to No. 7 Middle School, you are not a long-term talent."


    The leader of the psychological group tried to calm himself down, but he found that he couldn''t do it, so he took a deep breath: "Principal, do you know what his surname is?"


    "What''s your last name?"


    "He, surname, Rong!"


    These three words are almost squeezed out from the teeth of the head of the psychological group.


    The principal of No. 1 Middle School still didn''t understand why and felt that he was offended. He asked coldly: "What''s wrong with the surname Rong?"


    The head of the psychological group finally roared: "Rong Jingqiu is also surnamed Rong!"


    Rong Jingqiu, the head of the Rong family in Yunjing.


    Good morning~ It''s another day to ask for votes for Sister Lan


    Brother Yan: In his self-guided strategy…


    ??A book is a world, I really like to write about cute supporting characters. In fact, I have always firmly thought that I am a silhouette author.


    ??The King of Qin is a title, just like King Yan and King Chu. The King of Qin does not have the surname Qin. Her surname is Hua. She has a very beautiful surname and can compete with one hundred queens.


    ??


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    (This chapter ends)