Wulin No.1 Middle School

"Song Zhaolan, do you really want to beat me?"

"Yes."

Yu Tingfeng stared at him intently: "Why?"

"Because you are amazing." Song Zhaolan said, "That's why I want to beat you."

Yu Tingfeng remained silent, and asked for a long time: "Do you know the twin kings of Meishan?"

Song Zhaolan thought for a moment: "I don't know."

Thinking about it, how could he, who had never been in the rivers and lakes, know someone as old as the Meishan Shuangjunzi?

Meishan Shuangjun, brothers, born with good materials for martial arts, have learned from teachers since they were young, and broke into the rivers and lakes when they were ten years old, and entered the ranks of masters. The cooperation between brothers is unrivaled.

However, a few years later, a estrangement developed between the two brothers. The eldest brother was tired of the turmoil in the rivers and lakes and wanted to retire to the mountains and forests.

The younger brother, however, devoted himself to martial arts, looking for competitions everywhere, and caused many enemies.

In a dispute, the two brothers broke up. In order to compete with more masters, the younger brother would challenge both decent and villains. In the end, he became mad and killed everyone he met.

Yu Tingfeng's parents and several masters of the Devil's Cult teamed up to tie him back to the Devil's Valley. They wanted to get his internal strength and martial arts secrets, but they never succeeded.

Yu Tingfeng has been with this old lunatic since he was a child, even if he is bound by chains, his skill is still not to be underestimated, and he has to fight to the death with him every day.

Later, on a snowy day, the old lunatic didn't fight him, but just said with a smile that he wanted to eat twice-cooked pork.

Yu Tingfeng went to get him a portion of twice-cooked pork, and was going to poison it, but after thinking about it, forget it.

As the old lunatic ate, his eyes became moist: "Brother, are you okay?"

Yu Tingfeng told him that he had admitted the wrong person.

The old lunatic suddenly went crazy again, smashed his job to pieces, smashed the walls around, and spat out a mouthful of thick blood.

The end is near.

For some reason, the old lunatic finally passed on his inner strength to Yu Tingfeng.

Yu Tingfeng looked at Song Zhaolan in front of him, and said, "Besides martial arts, is there anything else you like more?"

"how?"

"I'm afraid you'll go crazy."

Song Zhaolan looked at him suspiciously.

Yu Tingfeng didn't answer him any more—

I am afraid that you have nothing more to love, so you will stick to the end and go to the end of your life, only to find that there are still many unfulfilled wishes.

Of course, he can't say such words, it's demeaning, cough cough cough.

But it was not his turn to remind the other party that the two did not belong to the same camp, he just didn't hate Song Zhaolan.

The two had no grudges or enmities before, and they met opponents again.

He can also feel that Song Zhaolan's martial arts realm is very high, but compared to those lunatics in the Devil's Valley, and the respectable and upright school who are full of benevolence, justice and morality, Song Zhaolan is a little more likable.

"What do you like?" Song Zhaolan didn't hear clearly.

Yu Tingfeng bit his lower lip violently, help, why did he speak out what was in his heart, what do you mean by "you are more likable"?

"It's nothing, you heard me wrong, I said I want to drink porridge." Yu Tingfeng said stiffly.

"Oh, now that you said that, I'm a little hungry." Song Zhaolan swallowed, "If you can't make a move, I'll go buy something to eat first."

Yu Tingfeng: "..."

Worry about the devil, this kid obviously has something he likes more, as long as you give him a bite to eat, he won't go crazy!

Yu Tingfeng actually wanted to make a move: "Come on, show you my..."

"Hey, those two people, didn't you hear me after class, what are you still doing there?!" The teacher in the distance pointed at them.

Song Zhaolan remembered that the class representative was going to deliver homework to the head teacher, so she hurriedly carried a stack of notebooks and turned to go to the office.

Yu Tingfeng: "..."

Yu Tingfeng returned to the classroom and saw everyone standing outside, a little puzzled.

Sun Yicheng crowded beside him and reported the current situation: "We need to change seats. Boss, let me sit at your table."

After Sun Yicheng finished speaking, he was pushed aside by the right guard: "Boss, why don't you have a table with me?"

Liu Zhuizhui brushed her long hair: "Boss, don't you think about me?"

Huang Mao waved in front of her intentionally or unintentionally: "What do you think of me?"

Liu Zhuizhui: "Go away, don't block my sight."

"Oh......"

The subordinates were all striving to be at the same table with Yu Tingfeng. The other students met, and there were also a few girls who were eager to try, and told him that they wanted to be at the same table.

Ma Jingyang, the homeroom teacher, posted the new seating chart. Yu Tingfeng glanced at it. It was in the middle row, with people in the front, back, left, and right, which was not convenient at all.

"I want to sit at the back." He told the head teacher.

"Take turns, everyone wants to sit in the back, how can it be your turn every time?" Ma Jingyang said with a smile.

"Who wants to sit in the back?" Yu Tingfeng looked at everyone fiercely, and no one dared to say anything.

"Just sit here for me." Ma Jingyang didn't back down, "Either you sit in the front, does anyone in the front want to change seats with him?"

"Yes, yes." The boys in the first row immediately raised their hands.

Yu Tingfeng glanced at Ma Jingyang unhappily. If it wasn't for Yu Huan's face, he would never let this man manipulate him.

"Then I'll sit here." Yu Tingfeng pointed to the empty seat next to the podium.

Since you want to sit in the front, of course you have to sit in the most conspicuous place, otherwise how can you dominate the world?

"Are you sure?" Ma Jingyang looked at him unexpectedly.

"Sure." Yu Tingfeng directly moved the table to the side, sat down on the chair, and looked at him with his legs crossed.

"Yes." Ma Jingyang nodded.

It was the first time for the students to see someone recommending themselves to be a scumbag. There were tens of thousands of words of admiration, and the only thing left to say was that it was awesome.

Tables were being moved in the classroom, and some people took the opportunity to talk.

Yu Tingfeng sat lazily on the chair, and heard Song Zhaolan's name mentioned by the girls in the first row by the window.

"Look, look, that's Song Zhaolan."

"My mother, he is so handsome, I love him so much."

"The grades are not bad, how is Tiancai?"

"Call him and see if he looks up?"

"I don't, you come and shout."

Several girls shunned each other and wanted to try, but they didn't have the guts.

Yu Tingfeng walked to the window, looked down, and saw Song Zhaolan passing downstairs. Just as she was about to go back, the girl by the window suddenly rushed down and yelled Song Zhaolan, then immediately squatted down, hid under the window sill, and compared herself to her companions with a smile.

The next moment, Song Zhaolan raised his head and saw Yu Tingfeng standing by the window sill, tilting his head to express his doubts.

Yu Tingfeng looked sideways at the girls: "How do you say?"

The girl who called out just now was scared again, covering her face: "Don't say it's me, please, save face."

After a while, Song Zhaolan saw Yu Tingfeng mouthing: "Teasing you."

Song Zhaolan: "..."

Seeing him walk into the building, Yu Tingfeng smiled and returned to his seat.

Those girls poked him with a pen across the aisle, gossiping: "Yu Tingfeng, are you and Song Zhaolan good friends?"

"no."

"Really? But you seem to have a good relationship?"

"Nothing."

Seeing that they wanted to ask again, Yu Tingfeng raised his hand directly: "Teacher, they are talking to me."

Girls: "..."

Ma Jingyang patted the table: "Be quiet, get ready for class, turn the book to page 109. Yu Tingfeng, don't lie down and sleep!"

 …

During dinner, Yu Tingfeng met Song Zhaolan in the cafeteria.

To be precise, it was Song Zhaolan who took the initiative to find him. At that time, he was honestly queuing in the cafeteria when he heard someone calling his name from behind. Looking back, they were all strangers. He thought he was hallucinating.

He turned his head, and heard another low voice: "Yu Tingfeng."

Yu Tingfeng turned back again, searched around, turned back, and quickly turned back the next second, and caught Song Zhaolan who was hiding behind others.

Song Zhaolan was taken aback for a moment, and immediately stood up straight, as if he hadn't done anything.

He backed up all the way and stood in front of Song Zhaolan: "Why am I calling you grandpa?"

"To tease you." After Song Zhaolan finished speaking, it seemed that even he thought it was funny, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Yu Tingfeng took a few more glances and snorted, "Childish."

"I learned from you." Song Zhaolan pursed her lips, the more she wanted to bear it, the more she couldn't help it, she lowered her head and smiled.

Yu Tingfeng tilted his head, glanced at him from the corner of his eye, then raised his jaw, looked at the ceiling, quickly curled the corner of his mouth, then coughed, and was about to speak when Sun Yicheng and others ran over.

"Boss, what do you want to eat...Song Zhaolan, why are you here?" Sun Yicheng looked at him warily.

Seeing this, the yellow hair on the side hooked Sun Yicheng's neck and walked to the side: "Let's see it a little bit, let's go eat something else."

"Let me go, in terms of seniority, you still have to call me big brother!" Sun Yicheng yelled.

It is rare for the cafeteria to show kindness today, and everyone has two extra chicken legs.

Yu Tingfeng's feeling for chicken legs was average, he was standing beside him after finishing his meal, when Song Zhaolan came over with a plate, he picked up a chicken leg and was about to throw it on Song Zhaolan's plate, when someone ran over not far away, cut off his words.

"Brother Song, I bought you some big chicken drumsticks! And Coke!" Wu Xiaoyu said proudly, "Quickly, you go to our table first, everyone is waiting for you, I will go buy something for everyone."

After speaking, he ran away in a hurry.

Song Zhaolan passed by Yu Tingfeng's side: "Why don't you leave?"

Seeing his bright eyes, Yu Tingfeng seemed to be impatient to eat chicken legs and drink Coke, so he put down the chicken legs angrily: "None of your business."

Song Zhaolan had no choice but to take a detour.

"Who is that Wu Xiaoyu?" Yu Tingfeng asked impatiently as soon as he sat in the base camp.

Sun Yicheng: "The leader of the beggar gang who has just been in office for a month, boss, haven't you seen him?"

Yu Tingfeng: "I said now, who is he? He looks like a rich man."

Sun Yicheng inexplicably felt that this tone was full of resentment. It seemed that Wu Xiaoyu had offended the leader. He gloated and said, "Now he seems to be the son of the richest man in Wulin City."

Yu Tingfeng: "..."

Sun Yicheng raised his head and saw Wu Xiaoyu bought a lot of things to send to those people, and said: "I guess there is a lot of money, let's spread money everywhere for charity."

Yu Tingfeng: "..."

Sun Yicheng asked again: "Boss, why don't you eat? Are you not hungry? Is the food not to your liking?"

Yu Tingfeng said coolly: "There is no money."

Obviously, they are all reincarnated, so why can a beggar be reincarnated so well?

After eating, everyone was slowly walking towards the teaching building, and the subordinates obviously felt that Yu Tingfeng was not very interested.

The Right Protector muttered in a low voice, "What's wrong, Boss?"

Sun Yicheng guessed: "Is it because I don't have money?"

"It must be the lack of a woman's warmth, let me do it!" Liu Zhuizhui twisted his waist and stepped forward, "Brother Yu~"

"roll."

"Okay." Liu Zhuizhui backed up twisting his waist.

Even Guardian Zuo was rejected, and no one dared to look for him anymore. The group of people followed him silently with their heads down, and found that they were lost after following him.

Yu Tingfeng just walked to the side of the road and tied his shoelaces, and when he stood up, he found that they had all gone to the front.

"..."

No, do you still see me as the leader?

"Yu Tingfeng." Song Zhaolan's voice suddenly sounded from behind.

He turned around and frowned: "Why?"

"It's nothing, just shouting to tease you." Song Zhaolan left as if nothing had happened.

Yu Tingfeng took a step forward, caught up with him, and said with disgust, "Aren't you childish?"

"It's fun." Song Zhaolan said.

Yu Tingfeng turned his head and saw that the corner of his mouth was slightly curved, he couldn't help but be taken aback. Song Zhaolan usually had a cold and cheerless face. Since we met, he hadn't seen him smile, and he laughed twice today.

Not to mention, it's quite beautiful, just like the years of snow melting.

Maybe it's because I grew up alone since I was a child, with no relatives and no reasons, so I think this kind of childish little tricks are fun, right?

Yu Tingfeng asked sympathetically and helplessly: "Is it really so fun?"

"Yeah." Song Zhaolan nodded, "Every time your reaction reminds me of the dog I raised before."

Yu Tingfeng:? ? ?

"You are the **** dog." Yu Tingfeng kicked over, but accidentally stepped on the shoelace, and fell into the flower bed next to him with his **** first.

Song Zhaolan stretched out his hand to support him, and smiled even wider: "You look more like you now."

Yu Tingfeng: "..."

The author has something to say:

Yu Tingfeng: Who the **** are you calling a dog?

Song Zhaolan: I like dogs the most.

Yu Tingfeng: I mean, that is, that is... woof woof woof!