Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

Behind the classroom, Zhang Yifeng seemed not to have heard what He Yajiao said, so he turned around and left the classroom, heading straight to the dormitory.

"Ah, ah, Zhang Yifeng, you disgusting ghost!"

He Yajiao was so angry that she kept stamping her feet.

…

In the dormitory, after the body tempering just now, Zhang Yifeng clearly felt that his body was stronger. It seemed that the theory of spiritual energy tempering by the old senior was indeed correct.

This afternoon, Zhang Yifeng has been using spiritual energy to temper his body in the dormitory.

His whole body was covered in sweat, and there was even a crackling sound in his body, but only he could hear this sound.

Zhang Yifeng is now in pain and happiness!

"I almost forgot the time, it's time to call Ye Zhimei."

I don't know how long it took, Zhang Yifeng stopped tempering, took out his phone, and dialed Ye Zhimei's phone number.

At this time, the girls dormitory.

Ye Zhimei has been back to the dormitory for a long time. She has been in a complicated mood that day. Zhang Yifeng said he understood her thoughts, but did he really understand? Could he have understood it wrong?

To take a step back, even if he really understands her own thoughts, how can he help herself? Now Zhang Yifeng is no longer the all-powerful second-generation rich man. He is just a pauper who has to ask for a loan of even 100 yuan. Can he really help himself?

"Ye Zhimei, you are really a fool, you actually believe that Zhang Yifeng can help you. In that situation, it is a good thing that he is not teased. Or maybe he is just joking, just to deceive me of the hundred Bucks.”

"People say it as a joke, but you take it seriously. What a fool."

Ye Zhimei looked at the time. It was already half past five, and Zhang Yifeng would definitely not come.

I am really stupid, to have even a glimmer of hope for people like Zhang Yifeng, to think that people like Zhang Yifeng are my life-saving straw, it's ridiculous, it's really ridiculous.

"Forget it, go ahead by yourself. This is my life and I can't change it."

Ye Zhimei sighed and left the university.

Soon, Ye Zhimei arrived at the gate of the university. Just when she was about to take a taxi home, the phone rang. She thought it was her father calling, but when she looked at the caller number, she realized it was an unfamiliar number.

At that moment, she guessed that it might be Zhang Yifeng calling.

Sure enough, after the call was connected, Zhang Yifeng's apologetic voice immediately came over there: "It's me, Zhang Yifeng. I'm sorry. I just took a shower and wasted some time. Where are you? Do you want me to pick you up?"

Ye Zhimei heard Zhang Yifeng's voice, and for some reason, her hesitant heart became quieter: "I'm at the main entrance of the school."

"Okay, just wait for me there for a few minutes. I'll be right back."

"Well, I'll call a taxi first. Let's wait for you on the roadside, so that our classmates won't see us together and gossip again."

"Can."

"License plate number xxxx."

Ye Zhimei told Zhang Yifeng the license plate number, then got into the taxi and asked the taxi to drive to a position ahead, then stopped and waited for Zhang Yifeng.

Four minutes later, Zhang Yifeng appeared at the gate of the university.

As soon as he came out, Zhang Yifeng met Ning Xiangyi and was about to say hello when Director Xin drove a BMW 7 Series to the side of Teacher Ning.

He held a rose in his hand and wanted to give it to Ning Xiangyi. Ning Xiangyi didn't accept it, but still got into Director Xin's car door.

Seeing this scene, many students exclaimed.

"No way, Teacher Goddess really got into Teacher Xin's car!"

"I can't believe my eyes. Is the goddess Ning also a philistine? Director Xin is a divorced man with a child."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu”””””

Many students were filled with grief and anger.

Even Zhang Yifeng frowned, but he was not sad and angry, but he saw the sadness and helplessness in the corners of Ning Xiangyi's eyes.

Teacher Ning, there is a story.

But who in this world doesn’t have a story? Even if Zhang Yifeng wants to help, it's not now. There are still things to do now.

Shaking his head, Zhang Yifeng went to the taxi parked on the roadside, opened the back seat door and got in directly.

"Um, Zhang Yifeng, are you going to attend the banquet dressed like this?"

As soon as they got in the car, Ye Zhimei's frowning voice could be heard.

"What? What's the problem?"

Zhang Yifeng looked at his clothes. Although they were colorful, there was nothing wrong with them.

Ye Zhimei was speechless and sighed: "Master, let's go to the Garden Market first."

Zhang Yifeng thought that Ye Zhimei's family lived over the Huayuan Market, so he didn't pay much attention to it. However, when he arrived at the Huayuan Market, he discovered that it was a very large cheap wholesale market. Pots, pans, and daily necessities are all available.

"What are you doing here?" Zhang Yifeng asked.

"I'll buy you some clothes. How can you wear this to a party?"

Zhang Yifeng looked at his clothes and said, "Although it's a bit colorful, I think it's okay. Otherwise, I'll buy a T-shirt here."

Although Zhang Yifeng doesn't like colorful clothes, one thing is similar to the previous Zhang Yifeng, and that is casualness! Who says you have to wear formal attire to a party? The most important thing is that Zhang Yifeng feels that he can only buy a T-shirt worth ten or twenty yuan!

After hearing Zhang Yifeng's words, Ye Zhimei couldn't laugh or cry. Wearing a T-shirt to attend a high-society gathering? You are here to be funny.

"No, I'll buy you a set."

"Well, since I'm doing you a favor, I'll listen to you."

Zhang Yifeng said this, but his heart was already hurting. Don't buy anything too expensive.

Fortunately, the Garden Market is a resistance market, and the small suits here only cost more than a hundred yuan.

"Okay, I've changed it."

At this moment, Zhang Yifeng, wearing a small suit, walked out of the simple changing room.

"this……"

At that moment, Ye Zhimei was stunned.

Zhang Yifeng was wearing a suit and had a straight figure. He stood there like the perfect clothes rack.

At this moment, Zhang Yifeng put his right hand in his trouser bag, frowning slightly, looking melancholy and cold. Like Prince Charming in the cartoon who is frowning and thinking!

Ye Zhimei has seen many people wearing suits, but this is the first time he has seen someone wearing a suit worth more than 100 yuan in an international style! Zhang Yifeng is neither tall nor thin. He is a perfectly proportioned person. Wearing a suit on him gives people the impression that the suit exists because of him.

Not only Ye Zhimei was stunned, but even the aunt who sold clothes was shocked by Zhang Yifeng. I thought to myself that these two people were really made for each other, the man was handsome and the woman was beautiful.