Rebirth 2000, Ome school flower 18 years old

Wang Tie's chest burned with boiling blood, and he looked at Yi Feng with adoration, he believed that except for Gu Xiaohua, no one could take advantage of Yi Feng's hands.

Those who dare to mess with Brother Feng will not end well sooner or later!

This is the iron law that Wang Tie firmly believes.

"Brother Feng, then what do we do?" Wang Tie asked with a fist.

"Now is not the time, when the time is right, I will tell you, what you have to do now, stay calm." Yi Feng instructed.

Wang Tie nodded and said positively: "It's Brother Feng, I know, I will be calmer in the future!"

Yi Fengguan smiled, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Okay, let's go, let's go back."

"Although you still have to wear a fake smile, it is a necessary skill for businessmen."

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On the other side, Lan Caiyi looked at Yi Feng's empty position, feeling a little uneasy, turned his head and whispered to Feng Ze next to him: "Brother Ze, is Yi Feng really going to accept this plan so easily?"

Feng Ze smiled and asked rhetorically, "What reason does he have not to accept it?"

"His open-minded acceptance made me look up to him a little, which shows that this young man's mentality is still very stable, and he understands the current situation very well."

"I said, he is a smart person, he will accept it, he accepts it easily, it is better than accepting it after hypocrisy."

After Lan Caiyi pondered for a moment, he continued to ask, "He won't have mustard in his heart?"

Feng Ze shook his hand and said, "It doesn't matter if you have mustard, I will give up hundreds of thousands because he has mustard?" "

Colorful clothes, be realistic."

Lan Caiyi was stunned, and instantly understood.

It turned out that Feng Ze didn't know that Yi Feng would have mustard, but in the face of actual interests, other people's mustard was worthless....

In the face of interests, personal relationships are so fragile.

At this time, the box door opened again, Yi Feng and Wang Tie returned to the box, and Wang Tie had an extra huazi in his hand.

"Haha, I'm really sorry to make the two bosses wait for a long time!" Yi Feng laughed heartily.

"It's okay, come on, let's continue to drink, brother, I can drink with you again today, happy, come, I wish you success in your career, go one!" Feng Ze got up and toasted and invited, extremely enthusiastic, and the smile on his face was extremely kind.

"Okay, Brother Feng is too, his career is going well!"

Yi Feng raised his glass, and the two drank it together.

Laughter broke out again in the box.

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The next morning, the sky cleared and the sun rose slightly from the east.

Yi Feng woke up, rubbed his head with a headache, drank until 10 o'clock at night last night, and fell asleep at the end.

He picked up his mobile phone and looked at it, and found that it was only seven o'clock in the morning, but he would get up for military training in half an hour.

However, depending on his state, it is estimated that he will have to rest for half a day first, thinking about it, Yi Feng edited a text message and sent it to counselor Zhuang Zhen, sending a text message to ask for leave.

Students generally ask for leave to report to the counselor first, and then the counselor reports to the teacher and instructor, and the procedures are not troublesome, usually just say hello, Yi Feng's previous leave is also like this.

After sending the text message, Yi Feng was about to close his eyes and continue sleeping, when suddenly the mobile phone sounded vibrating and received a new text message.

He opened it and saw that it was Zhuang Zhen's reply to the text message.

"Student Yi, I only accept written leave now, and if you want to take leave, write a leave slip and hand it over to my desk."

Yi Feng saw the content of the text message and frowned, why did this Zhuang counselor suddenly start posing musically?

Yi Feng thought for a moment, but still had to drag his body to get up from the bed, prepare to wash, and then participate in military training.

After a while, the other three friends in the dormitory also got up one after another.

"Brother Feng, it's early." Yang Jian pulled his head and said listlessly.

Yi Feng wiped his face with a towel and asked curiously, "What is your situation, such a look... What does a kidney-deficient boy look like?

Yang Jian smiled bitterly and waved his hand: "Don't say it, these days... It's really going to be empty.

Yi Feng tugged at the corners of his mouth and said, "Because of your Xiaofen?" Or Xiao Ni?

"It's neither, it's Leilei." Yang Jian sighed.

Yi Feng: "..."

"No wonder you have kidney deficiency."

"You deserve it!"

Yang Jian said bitterly: "I, I don't want to, I just want to be friends with them, friends of pure friendship, but... They always want to pull me to open a room..." Yi

Feng suddenly rolled his eyes.

After the four people in the dormitory washed up, they began to go out to find food.

After breakfast, I started a new day of military training.

Yi Feng gritted his teeth and insisted until noon, hurriedly eating something to take a nap to replenish his energy.

After a short lunch break, it is time to start training, marching, physical training and so on.

Because there are still two days left before the official end of the military training, a marching queue exercise will be held on the day of the end, and after dinner, you have to continue to train and walk together.

At night, there was a sound of "one-two-one" queues marching in the playground, and one after another the phalanx of classes walked in unison from the high platform, morale was high, and the movements were uniform.

The marching queue is the most obvious improvement in military training, and compared with the chaos at the beginning, the neatly coordinated movements are now pleasing to the eye.

"Computer Class 1, gather here!" Military training instructor Zhao Jun shouted.

Everyone in the class walked to the middle of the playground.

"Sit down." Zhao Jun had an extra smile on his face.

When the students heard the order, they quickly sat on the lawn, and various moaning sounds sounded, and after standing for a day, most of them could not carry their legs.

Zhao Jun carried his hands behind his back, paced back and forth in front of the class, saw the classmates listless, and shouted: "Everyone is tired today, but you have to insist on persevering, take advantage of the break, everyone relax."

"Who will order talent?" Come up and perform, right? Dancing or playing guitar will do.

Zhao Jun glanced at everyone, but the others looked at each other, and no one answered.

There are still relatively few college students who understand talent in these years.

Zhao Jun shook his head, looked at Yi Feng, and said with a smile: "If no one makes a sound, then you, Yi Feng, come out." After

getting along during this time, Zhao Jun knew that Yi Feng could play the guitar, and the singing was also good, and no one answered, he could only call Yi Feng out.

Yi Feng originally wanted to take a break, but when he heard Instructor Zhao's voice, he smiled helplessly: "Yes, instructor!"

Yi Feng walked out of the queue and came to Zhao Jun's side.

Zhao Jun patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "You boy, cheer up, perform one and will not drop you two pieces of meat, come on, I am optimistic about you!"

Facing Zhao Jun's encouragement, Yi Feng smiled and said, "Yes, thank you Instructor Zhao for your encouragement." "

The two got along quite well in military training, and Yi Feng took leave several times and Zhao Jun also boldly approved, which is indispensable for Yi Feng's cigarettes and coke credits.

According to Yi Feng's network management strategy, under a certain environmental rule, it is very necessary to have a good relationship with the person who makes the rules.

Zhao Jun took a guitar and handed it to Yi Feng.

Yi Feng sat on the lawn and played SOLO for a while.

The sound of guitars sounded over the wide soccer field, and many people from other classes gathered around.

"Xixi, there seems to be someone playing guitar over there!"

"Hey, it seems to be your little Fengfeng~" Chen Jiajia looked at Gu Muxi and said with a mocking smile.

Gu Muxiqiao's face turned red, and she pouted, "Is it?" That little lord reluctantly went over to take a look~" Before

the words fell, Gu Muxisa ran over as soon as she slipped a cigarette.

Chen Jiajia: "..."