MTL - Wulin No.1 Middle School-Chapter 54

Yu Tingfeng returned home non-stop, left and right couldn't calm down to do his homework, so he simply opened the game and killed all directions in the game world, and finally vented his messy emotions.

"Boss, it's been a long time since you've been online, so you're so fierce once you're online?" Zhang Wei said in the game microphone.

Yu Tingfeng: "Shut up."

Sun Yicheng said joyfully, "Did you hear that, the boss told you to shut up."

Yu Tingfeng: "Shut up, too."

Sun Yicheng: "..."

A few minutes later, Yu Tingfeng began to dislike being too quiet again: "Come and talk to someone."

Sun Yicheng immediately turned on the loudspeaker mode: "Boss, I haven't finished my homework yet, so I'll borrow yours to copy it tomorrow. Oh, by the way, a few girls from other classes asked me to ask Boss, do you have time to go out and play?"

Yu Tingfeng: "No."

Zhang Wei asked, "Do you want to go to the hot spring?"

Yu Tingfeng: "No."

Tu Minghua: "Would you like to go shopping? I heard that there is a Tarot card shop that is very accurate."

"No, let's adjourn the meeting."

Yu Tingfeng quit the game, rolled on the sofa twice, then opened WeChat, and clicked on Song Zhaolan's circle of friends, but there was no new update.

But the avatar seems to have changed.

I don’t know when the sesame seed cakes were replaced with red bean cakes.

Yu Ting suddenly stood up from the sofa, walked around twice, and muttered: "Is he implying something?"

Yu Tingfeng: [? 】

Song Zhaolan: [? ? 】

Yu Tingfeng: [? ? ? 】

Song Zhaolan: [? ? ? ? 】

Yu Tingfeng: […]

Damn, nothing can be tested!

Yu Tingfeng was in a hurry, went downstairs and ran around the community several times, learned the little electric donkey by the way, and rode to Yu Huan's shop to wait for her to get off work.

Yu Huan was about to go out, so he and the shop assistant were asked to watch the shop. The clerk was cleaning up inside, while Yu Tingfeng sat at the door bored.

It was approaching early morning, and there weren't many customers, and one or two people came in occasionally. Yu Tingfeng had already mastered the cash register, and had no expression when collecting money.

"Hey, why are you a handsome guy today?" When a boy was checking out, he joked, "Are you a little boss?"

"En." Yu Tingfeng nodded expressionlessly.

"It's pretty cool." The boy laughed. At this time, his companion put his hand on his shoulder and said, "I know how to look at handsome guys all day long. Am I not enough for you?"

The two left chatting and laughing, Yu Tingfeng raised his head, happened to see the two of them walking to the door, and automatically held hands.

Yu Tingfeng:! !

Yu Tingfeng chased them out in two or three steps, and followed the two up, a few steps behind.

The companion seemed to notice it, and looked back at him: "What are you doing with us?"

"Are you good brothers?" Yu Tingfeng asked.

The companion raised their clasped hands: "What do you say?"

The man immediately smiled and said, "Yes, we are good brothers."

"Oh... let's go." Yu Tingfeng ordered.

Two people: "..."

"Stinky boy, let me show you a shop. After a while, no one is there. Where did you go?" As soon as he entered the shop, he was greeted with a question from Yu Huan.

Yu Tingfeng was in a trance: "I went to learn about the socialist brotherhood."

Yu Huan: "?"

 …

Regarding the work of the student union, Song Zhaolan has gradually started to get started, and has done a good job of handing over with Liu Yun, and was called by the dean to have a conversation, instilling the idea of ​​commuting to study and obeying the law.

At the end of the conversation, the director emphasized again: "Other members of the student union, try to finish changing positions before the end of this month, and then prepare well for the end of the term, so don't delay too long."

"There won't be much delay, and the end of the month will be in two days." Song Zhaolan said truthfully.

director:"......"

For the students, changing positions in the Student Union is also a major event in the bitter sea of ​​study. Some people are ambitious and want to join, and some people are watching with the mood of watching the excitement.

At Song Zhaolan's call, martial arts practitioners participated in the interviews of various departments one after another.

But the Demon Cultists scoffed at it, and the reason was exactly what Yu Tingfeng had expected. Since Song Zhaolan was the president, it was impossible for them to join the student union and bow their heads to the righteous people.

"A total of 323 people went to interview the student union today," the spy said.

Sun Yicheng didn't take it seriously: "There are only more than three hundred people, so it's not that bad."

The spy replied: "It's the first grade, there are three hundred and twenty-three people."

"Sun Yicheng: "..."

Tu Minghua murmured: "I hear what you mean, there are still many sophomores?"

The spy replied: "Yes, many girls went there in the second year of high school. It is said that they are to make friends with Song Zhaolan. The president's office is already packed."

"Hmph." Sun Yicheng snorted, and then found someone else making the same voice as him, he turned his head to look at Yu Tingfeng, "Boss, do you also think it's too outrageous? Who is Song Zhaolan! If you become the president, let alone the second-year seniors, all the women in Wulin City will rush to see you, and they will break the threshold of the school!"

Zhang Wei couldn't bear to look directly: "Fart, my goddess won't!"

Yu Tingfeng pushed the two of them away, and asked the spy with a dark face: "What else?"

The spy continued to answer: "Due to the large number of interviewees, they changed the interview location to the auditorium, and used the group of martial arts decent people as bodyguards, um... a bit prestige."

Sun Yicheng's tone was a bit sour: "Hmph, if our boss becomes the chairman, it will definitely be a hundred times more powerful than this!"

Yu Tingfeng opened the book.

"Boss, say something." Sun Yicheng said.

"Winner and loser, what is there to say." Yu Tingfeng said lightly.

"No, we can't admit defeat easily, and we must not let them steal the show." Sun Yicheng waved his hand, "Brothers, follow me to see the situation!"

A group of people followed Sun Yicheng out of the classroom, Zhang Wei looked at Yu Tingfeng, and said, "I'll go to see the goddess first, and I must not let that **** Geng Yiming get there first, so I bid farewell to the boss."

Geng Yiming? Get there first?

Ah.

It's just a worthless person.

"I just saw Geng Yiming from the next class sitting next to Song Zhaolan. I don't know if it's because Song Zhaolan is so handsome, even looking at Geng Yiming is pleasing to the eye." Two girls at the back table came in from outside the classroom.

Another person said: "I have the same feeling. In fact, Geng Yiming is not ugly, but the scar on his face is too scary. And I just saw him serving tea and water to Song Zhaolan, and smiling at him, like a little wolf dog." Hee hee hee."

"The queen suffers from the little wolf dog?" The girl said in surprise, "Oh my god, it's a bit awkward hahahaha... Ah, Yu Tingfeng, you almost hit me. Don't think that I dare not because you are handsome. Let you promise yourself."

"Where is he going in such a hurry?" asked the deskmate.

"Who knows."

The auditorium is divided into several areas, and the heads of each department sit separately. The name of each department is placed in front of them. The interviewer can choose the department he wants to join according to his own wishes.

Ji Xiuyuan stood in the line, poking her hands back and forth nervously, looking at the line in front of her for a while, and turning her head to look for her friends.

The team moved forward slowly, and the more nervous it was when it came to the interview.

"Yu Xiaohui, what should I do? I'm so nervous." When she moved to the front, she saw Yu Xiaohui who was guarding the discipline, and excitedly grabbed her hand, "Can I really do it?"

"You're the one we Meng... Song Zhaolan personally named, are you doubting his vision?" Yu Xiaohui asked.

Ji Xiuyuan: "No, no, I didn't doubt him, I was doubting myself."

"Woman, don't underestimate yourself, just let go and gamble, your ability is beyond your imagination." Yu Xiaohui said.

Ji Xiuyuan: "Although..."

Yu Xiaohui: "Shut up, don't talk nonsense, stand at attention, take a break and move forward."

Ji Xiuyuan immediately stood up straight and continued to move forward, but it turned out that it was her turn to be the next interviewer.

After handing in the volunteer form, the Minister of Arts and Arts glanced at it and asked, "Do you want to apply for the position of Minister? Why?"

Ji Xiuyuan's expression was dull, and she blurted out: "Because women can't underestimate themselves, my ability is beyond your imagination."

The minister smiled: "The consciousness is very high."

Ji Xiuyuan relaxed, and after a few rounds of questions, she showed her singing voice again, and the interview was over.

She patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief, walked through several tables, and came to Song Zhaolan: "I finished the interview, and I was so nervous just now, the minister asked me to go back and wait for the notification. I have tried my best, and the result doesn't matter."

Song Zhaolan was busy looking at the files, without raising his head, he said, "Then go back and wait for the notification."

"Okay." Ji Xiuyuan took out two apples from her bag, "This is for you, thank you for calling me for an interview, I feel that I am one step closer to growing up."

"Thank you, I will eat."

Ji Xiuyuan let out a breath, her face was still flushed because of the interview, she ran away from the auditorium, but was stopped at the door.

She raised her head and saw that it was Yu Tingfeng with an uneasy expression, looking at him with some doubts, as if... unfamiliar?

"Are there any more apples?" Yu Tingfeng asked expressionlessly.

"Apple?" Ji Xiuyuan touched the bag subconsciously, "No more, it's all given to Song Zhaolan."

For some reason, after saying this, Ji Xiuyuan noticed that the other party looked at her with several degrees of coldness.

She lowered her head timidly, not daring to look directly into the other person's eyes. After finally relaxing, she almost shut herself off again.

At this time, Liu Zhuizhui came out from behind Yu Tingfeng, and said with disgust: "Why didn't I know you still like apples? Or are you deliberately bullying my friend?"

Ji Xiuyuan was stunned, and raised her head in surprise: "Student Liu, you are so kind."

Liu Zhuizhui coughed, as if he couldn't face such a frank compliment, he waved his hand: "Go back quickly."

"Okay, I'll bring you an apple some other day too!" Ji Xiuyuan smiled and was about to leave, her eyes accidentally met Yu Tingfeng, and she murmured, "Student Yu also has some... goodbye!"

Liu Zhuizhui stared at her panicked back and smiled, and said angrily, "Why are you scaring her when you have nothing to do?"

"Who scared her, can't ask a question?" Yu Tingfeng said coldly, then turned his head and continued to look at the situation in the auditorium.

Song Zhaolan, who was still busy, read the information and asked, "Is Liu Yun here? Have you notified him?"

"I notified, but their teacher is dragging the hall, so I guess they will have to wait a while before they come." Geng Yiming finished speaking at the side, and then asked, "Do you want water? Coke? Orangejuice?"

Song Zhaolan was amused by him.

Yu Tingfeng, who was hiding in the dark and observing, couldn't hear what they were talking about, but saw that the two of them were still talking and laughing under such a busy situation, and Song Zhaolan actually showed such a smile to the ugly groundhog. nice smile!

too! one! pure!

Immediately afterwards, he saw Geng Yiming unscrew a bottle of water and hand it over. When Song Zhaolan caught it, he touched it with both hands, but he didn't feel it.

Almost subconsciously, Yu Tingfeng thought of the pair of good brothers he saw outside the pastry shop, and suddenly became furious.

"Go and teach that kid a lesson." Yu Tingfeng pointed at Geng Yiming and said.

Liu Zhuizui took a look and saw that the old feud was over: "Don't worry, leave it to me. But I'm still curious about one question, why did you two confront each other in the first place?"

"It's not good to see him."

"Okay, I'll go right away." Liu Zhuizhui twisted his waist and walked to Geng Yiming's side, patted his shoulder, winking like silk: "Student, can you come out with me for a while? I have something to tell you."

Geng Yiming's eyes were straightened, and he followed him out.

Song Zhaolan was finally the only one left at the table.

Yu Tingfeng straightened his collar, put his hands in his pockets, and walked over there with steps that his relatives did not recognize.

Unexpectedly, before they approached, a beautiful girl arrived from another direction and proudly handed Song Zhaolan a letter.

Some people around saw it, and discussed gossip among themselves.

From other people's voices, Yu Tingfeng knew that she was the class flower of Class B. She was good at studying, good-looking, and had many suitors, but she had high vision. This was the first time she took the initiative to attack.

Song Zhaolan looked at the envelope.

Ban Hua's voice was a little sweet: "Remember to write me back."

"Okay." Song Zhaolan agreed.

There was a sound of chickens crowing around, and other people who didn't know why looked over.

Yu Tingfeng: "..."

The girl laughed, with a calm and confident smile flashing on her face, this was the first time Song Zhaolan personally agreed to answer a girl's letter, and she had already succeeded more than half of it!

The next moment, Song Zhaolan returned a volunteer form to her: "If you want an interview, please fill in this first, the envelope does not conform to the rules."

Banhua: "..."

Everyone: "..."

This did not dissuade the enthusiasm of the class flower, she chose to welcome the boy: "No problem, then I will join the student union first."

Yu Tingfeng laughed abruptly, and instead of going forward, he turned around and started looking for someone.

In a short period of time, he has deeply realized that Song Zhaolan has many friends and admirers around him, and there may be people dancing around at any time, and his good brother's position is in jeopardy.

As long as he thinks that Song Zhaolan may hold hands with other good brothers and talk to each other, he will feel very uncomfortable. If he really sees such a thing with his own eyes, he may go crazy.

In order to prevent the situation from worsening and to maintain world peace, he found Wu Xun in the men's room, and brutally and domineeringly pinned him in a corner: "Do I still have a chance?"

Wu Xun: "?"

Liu Yun on the side frowned and said, "Yu Tingfeng, what are you doing? Let go of your paws and don't try to get his idea."

Yu Tingfeng turned a deaf ear to it, and just stared at Wu Xun and asked, "Do I still have a chance to be Minister of Sports?"

Liu Yun: "..."

The author has something to say:

Wu Xun: Yesterday you just ignored me.

Yu Tingfeng: I will come to you tomorrow.

Wu Xun: ...