Urban God-level Selection System

Zhang Wanlin picked up the note, and saw that it was written in a gel pen: "If you can, don't take this PE class.

Teacher Yang has a bad temper recently.

Many people are talking about it.

A student was beaten up by him because he accidentally made a mistake.

I think all these bad tempers are caused by you helping Teacher Zhang, right? "

"He will definitely target you.

Last time I was running, it was still light, and you vomited like that.

This time is more serious, and you will definitely be worse than last time.

So be careful. "

Although Wang Zihua kept saying that he must keep a distance from Zhang Wanlin, and even made it clear that he would not say a word, in fact, there was more than one sentence on the small note.

She is worried about Zhang Wanlin.

Zhang Wanlin looked at the back of the painting by the prince. At that time, the painting by the prince had just turned his head, and the two of them were looking straight.

She turned her head hurriedly, then sat down, when nothing happened.

It's so cute.

Zhang Wanlin thought.

thanks for your reminder.

If Zhang Wanlin does not go to physical education class, he believes that Yang Feng's character will also take the initiative to come to him to settle accounts.

Rather than that, it's better to face it like a big man, as he said, anyway, I'm used to getting beaten up recently, not bad.

As long as she can help Teacher Zhang and change the trajectory of her destiny, everything can be talked about.

In physical education class, the students gather on the playground.

Today's Yang Feng's eyes are full of bloodshot eyes, and he has never seen him so scary.

He searched for someone in the student group, and soon he found the target.

He is done.

The classmates were talking in private.

"What happened to Teacher Yang today is terrible."

"I don't know, maybe something went wrong.

It's best not to provoke it anyway. "

"I remember a sophomore student who didn't like him this morning. He even beat him up. It was really horrible."

These words were passed to the ears of the Prince's painting. She stood on the side of the team and couldn't see Zhang Wanlin.

This fool has really come to take part in gym class.

Isn't he aware of the coming threat?

This idiot! ! Really idiot.

She obviously reminded like that.

"There's nothing going on in the physical education class today. Disband everyone.

Zhang Wanlin, come here, we need to go to the office to have a chat. "

Yang Feng walked over and pulled Zhang Wanlin away almost half-coercively. The kind of aura made people feel very dangerous at first glance.

"What happened to Zhang Wanlin? Could it be that there was a conflict with Teacher Yang again?"

"No, he obviously knows that the sky is not going anywhere."

"He must be unlucky.

The penalty run last time has not finished.

This time I went to the office alone, but there were many bad things and bad luck. "

The classmates talked like this one after another.

Qin Xue asked Wang Zihua, "Do you know what happened to Zhang Wanlin recently?"

The reason why I asked the prince to paint was because she was also punished last time.

She should know something.

The prince turned his head away angrily, and looked at Zhang Wanlin's away back: "How do I know that I am not him."

She left alone, sitting on the side of the flowerbed, looking at the blue sky, Shui Lingling's eyes flickered.

Seeing the back of Zhang Wanlin, her heart was extremely heavy, and she felt like he was going to the execution ground.

She thought of Zhang Wanlin's picture of being upright behind the tree, and remembered that even if she vomited a lot, she would keep a sunny and optimistic smile.

He is really optimistic and has a deeply attractive magic in the depths of his soul.

But this is what makes the prince annoying.

That idiot is obviously just a student, why does he have to fight the teacher?

Why on earth?

! He knows he will fail, he knows he will be punished, and he doesn't hesitate to hesitate.

Suddenly, Wang Zihua sat up and ran towards Yang Feng's office.

She can't leave Zhang Wanlin alone.

Zhang Wanlin stood calmly in Yang Feng's office, which was so dark.

I thought it would be terrible to be here before, but now it’s really not terrible anymore.

Yang Feng closed the office door and lit a cigarette: "You seem to be against me deliberately, Zhang Wanlin."

"I just care about Teacher Zhang."

Zhang Wanlin answered.

"How can you care for her as a student?

Um! ? "

Yang Feng directly punched Zhang Wanlin's abdomen, and Zhang Wanlin immediately lay on the ground in pain and made a cold snort.

"Caring about her is only one of my purposes, and another purpose is to keep her away from you as a scumbag.

You are not worthy of being a teacher! "

"Oh, my tone is crazy.

Not bad! "

Yang Feng's eyes were like an angry bull, as if glowing in the dark night.

Give another kick again.

This time Zhang Wanlin couldn't get up again.

At this moment, Wang Zihua had already arrived outside the office. She opened the door slightly and saw the scene in front of her. She couldn't help covering her mouth in surprise.

There is nothing more terrifying than the present.

Zhang Wanlin..." Zhang Wanlin, Zhang Wanlin, why are you doing this?

Look at you, even if you helped her, did she ever thank you?

Have you protected you?

When you are here, maybe she is still in the room with her mother intently. "

Kick again.

This time Zhang Wanlin's mouth was bleeding.

"So what.

I just do what I want to do. I want to rewrite her destiny and let her out of your grasp.

That's it. "

Zhang Wanlin got up with difficulty and walked with a heavy load.

Want to leave the room.

Yang Feng kicked Zhang Wanlin out again, hitting him directly against the wall behind him. With a sound, it should be the back of his head.

Yang Feng clenched his fist, furious: "What kind of person are you in front of me? There is so much darkness in the world, can you take care of it?

When you are looking for light for a thing, have you ever thought that you will be shrouded in darkness! ? "

He looked at Zhang Wanlin, who was dying on the ground, and continued: "Every time I can get it, it's because of you, because of your students! Why don't you make me angry!?"

This time Yang Feng picked up a stick with a thick fist and walked over. Wang Zihua couldn't stand it anymore. She opened the door and said, "Stop it!!!"

"Ms. Yang, if you continue like this, I will call the police!!"

She took out her cell phone and threatened.

"Yo, it's you again.

Okay, it's a couple, right?

Can. "

Yang Feng took the stick and walked towards the painting of the prince, and the painting of the prince slowly backed away: "I warn you not to come near, if you don't want me to upload the video just now to the Internet."

Yang Feng's footsteps stopped abruptly, "Did you record a video?"

"right."

Wang Zihua said, "I have ten classmate groups on my mobile phone. If you forward with one click, your reputation will be completely played out."

Yang Feng unwillingly put down the stick, "Get out now! If I find out that this video is exposed, I will kill you."

Wang Zihua helped Zhang Wanlin to leave quickly.

In fact, she didn't actually record the video, and the phone was turned off all the time.

At that time, she could only gamble, but fortunately, she won the bet.

When they arrived in the classroom, the classroom was empty, only two of them.