Pirate’s Infinite Wings

After lunch, Fang Lang asked Yiping to take a nap, and he took a rest while waiting for the wind to return.

When the wind returned, it was already sunset.

Fang Lang heard Yiping's movement and knew that she was full of sleep, so he followed suit.

"Yiping, what's for dinner?" Fang Lang rubbed his eyes and asked Yiping, but Feng came back with three bowls of fried noodles.

"Wow...Zhajiang noodles..." Yiping drooled, looking at the Zhajiang noodles that Feng put on the table with bright eyes, and then looked at Fang Lang expectantly.

"Oh, here we come, Yiping, go wash your hands first." Fang Lang took Yiping into the bathroom, then picked her up and sat on the sink, and the two washed their hands.

Feng looked at that although his eyes were blocked behind the sunglasses, Fang Lang still felt Feng and nodded in relief, knowing that he was very educated in doing so.

After finally sitting down, Fang Lang and Feng discussed the matter of transferring schools, because it would not involve the fact that Yiping knew that the owner of the bun shop was Feng, so Fang Lang didn't hide it, and just talked generously with Feng at the dinner table We discussed it.

"I have to go to Bingsheng Middle School tomorrow, so I hope..." Fang Lang paused here because he almost called Feng's name, "Boss Baozipu, can you help me."

Feng seemed to think for a while, then nodded slightly, indicating that he knew.

Fang Lang smiled, and then continued: "I have to stay with Sawada Tsunayoshi, because...someone wants to kill him."

"?" Although Feng's face was blocked by sunglasses, Fang Lang still saw a surprised expression on his face.

"That's right, a person named Bai Lan." Fang Lang didn't hide it from the wind, after all, he was relying on him as a partner now, "In order to change some things, I hope you can help me complete the transfer procedures within today .”

"Yeah." Feng gave a soft acknowledgment, and then disappeared like a gust of wind with the fried noodles in his hand.

Fang Lang looked at the place where the wind disappeared, with a thoughtful expression on his face. Next, I will meet some guardians or friends who have ties to Sawada Tsunayoshi in the future, and since he is going to be a tenth generation candidate, then Sawada Tsunayoshi has nothing to do with him.

"Fang, go to school?" Yi leveled his mouth full of the sauce of Zajiangmian, then looked at Fang Lang suspiciously and asked.

"Well, I have to go to school because I have something to do." Fang Lang smiled and wiped off the sauce on her face with a tissue, and then said, "Does Yiping want to go to school too?"

Yiping shook his head, "No, Yiping, practice."

"Oh, yes. Yiping will be a great kung fu master in the future!" Fang Lang touched Ping's smooth egg head, and then fell into thought again.

"Yiping, okay, let's see you?" Yiping's Japanese is still not good, but he has always insisted on communicating with Fang Lang in Japanese.

"Yeah, yes." Fang Lang didn't worry about communication barriers at all because the traverser had his own language buff.

"Hee hee..." Yiping happily lowered his head and continued to eat fried noodles.

Fang Lang thought about it, anyway, Yiping would still go to school by himself, so even if he stopped it, it would be useless. However, I am afraid that the base will be in the future...

Fang Lang looked around at Feng's rural hut, and thought about what would happen to everyone here in the future, but if Nana Sawada didn't cook... Otherwise, it would be better to use Tsunayoshi Sawada's house as a base.

After a delicious meal of fried noodles, the wind returned not long after.

As soon as the wind came back, he threw a dozen things to Fang Lang. Fang Lang took a look: Spring, autumn and summer school uniform + sportswear + swimsuit + schoolbag + various books + student handbook + some miscellaneous things...

Fang Lang looked at these things, and then looked at the rare schoolbags, thinking that it is so easy to go to school in Japan...

But Fang Lang suddenly remembered that Tsunayoshi Sawada and the others were all junior high school students, and although he was a high school student in the real world, he was actually similar, so just say that he matured early when asked!

Fang Lang tidied up his things, and then took out his mobile phone to take pictures of these.

Time to update the post!

[Second Generation Makoto: I was born in middle school in Japan. Although I still don’t like studying, I miss the atmosphere of school a bit... [Picture] [Picture] [Picture] [Picture] [Picture] [Picture]]

This time Fang Lang didn't read other people's replies because he didn't have time.

Just now, Feng leisurely walked in and said to himself: "I heard that entrance exams are required, national language, mathematics, and English." Then Fang Lang, who didn't like studying, was left stunned in place...

"What?! Isn't it? Transferring to another school requires an exam?" Fang Lang yelled in a broken voice, "The problem is, I can't write Japanese?!"

Although the traversers can understand and communicate with humans from multiple countries without barriers, they have not been given the skills to write in multiple languages.

Fang Lang wept, "But since you are in junior high school, just say that you are a foreign student from China. It is normal that you can't write Japanese."

Thinking about it, Fang Lang opened the English junior high school book that Feng had prepared for him, and after reading it for a while, he got a conclusion: "Sure enough, junior high school English is still relatively simple, so you can barely pass it..."

Then Fang Lang reached out for the math textbook, "Science is the strength of boys, haha, the best in my high school is math and physics! Math is no problem!"

After solving English and mathematics, Fang Lang glanced at the Mandarin textbook written in Japanese, and shook his head: "If there are Chinese characters in it, I will definitely pass..."

Fang Lang opened it and looked at it for a while, and found that there were really Chinese characters in it, although some were different from Chinese ones.

The same, but fortunately there are Chinese characters.

Fang Lang felt a headache after reading the book for a while, so he simply broke the can and smashed it. If he couldn't pass tomorrow, he would find another way. It didn't have to be in school, and he was very happy not to go to school.

Just when Fang Lang was planning to read and reply to the post on his mobile phone, the wind blew in again silently: "The transfer deadline is only one month."

"? What?! Forget about the exam! Why can I only stay for a month?" Fang Lang looked at Feng in surprise and asked.

"International exchange students." The wind left this sentence lightly, and then floated away again. ..