Chapter 43 Two Crazy People, Lou and Ren Went to No. 7 Middle School! [1 More

Chapter 43 Two crazy people, Lou and Ren went to No. 7 Middle School! [1 update]

The principal of No. 1 Middle School was just glad that Zhou Hechen and Sheng Yunyi did not blame No. 1 Middle School for the painting destruction incident, otherwise if it really spread, the reputation of No. 1 Middle School would plummet. ơɱ

Although the real culprit was arrested yesterday thanks to the surveillance footage given by Ye Wanlan, the principal of No. 1 Middle School still did not want No. 1 Middle School to have any involvement with Ye Wanlan.

A person who dropped out of school to join the modeling circle and then ran to be a stand-in, can he have the heart to learn?

He saw that she came to the psychological consultation with other purposes!

"Okay, Ye Wanlan, right." The head of the psychology team nodded, "Do you need help with anything else?"

The principal of No. 1 Middle School frowned: "Ask the No. 3 psychological counseling room to remove the surveillance at his door! Who allowed him to install the surveillance privately?"

"No. 3?" The head of the psychology team was stunned, "You mean Rong-"

"Let him remove it immediately." The principal of No. 1 Middle School did not want to listen anymore and turned away.

The head of the psychology group shook his head and did not listen to the principal's order.

As long as Rong Yu could stay in No. 1 Middle School, he would definitely move in even if he had to put in a bed, let alone a surveillance camera.

The surname Rong has too much meaning, and it is not something that ordinary people can compare to.

**

Jiangcheng No. 7 Middle School, Class 2 (1)

"Students, let's continue reviewing today." The history teacher knocked on the blackboard, "Look up at the big screen, and I'll ask you to remember again and again."

The history teacher was very excited, but the students in the class were drowsy.

Ye Wanlan listened carefully, even though the second-year courses were easy for her.

History was something she never tired of reading.

At the end of the class, the student who had fallen asleep suddenly jumped up, full of energy.

Su Xueqing took out the books for the next class while secretly looking at her deskmate.

As if he had sensed something, Ye Wanlan turned his head and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Xueqing?"

Being caught by the person involved, Su Xueqing quickly retracted her gaze. In order to hide her embarrassment, she asked: "It is said that Shi Huasheng is a Tiankeng combination. Why did you choose Shi Huasheng?"

"Using history as a mirror, we can know the rise and fall, and using people as a mirror, we can understand gains and losses." Ye Wanlan supported his chin with his hand and smiled slightly, "Learn history, learn lessons, and summarize mistakes, so that I can make progress."

She didn't know who the enemy was who invaded Shenzhou and destroyed everything she had three hundred years ago.

But what if, one day in the future, she could meet them again?

Then, she would personally fight and avenge this national hatred and family feud!

"I didn't think so deeply, I just..." Su Xueqing whispered, still not saying the rest of the words.

The silence lasted until the end of the last class.

After school, Su Xueqing still didn't say a word, packed up her schoolbag and left in a hurry.

Ye Wanlan also got up, hung the schoolbag on his right shoulder, and walked out slowly.

"Classmate Ye, where do you live?" The deputy monitor called her, "I'll take you home. The suburbs are too far from the city. It's not safe for a girl like you to go home."

"Thank you, but no need." Ye Wanlan turned back, "I'm safe alone."

It should be other people who are not safe.

"Classmate Ye, you just came, some things are not easy to say directly." The deputy monitor scratched his head, "You'd better stay away from Su Xueqing. She is not a normal person. There is something wrong here."

He pointed to the brain, shook his head and sighed.

Ye Wanlan smiled: "What a coincidence, I am also a lunatic."

Mad people should make friends with crazy people.

Deputy monitor: "???"

"But thank you for your reminder, see you tomorrow." Ye Wanlan waved his hand, and his figure quickly disappeared at the stairs.

The deputy monitor came back to his senses and muttered: "What a strange transfer student..."

It was six o'clock after school, and the stars had quietly climbed up the horizon.

The students were all in high spirits, chatting about the interesting things that happened today.

"There was a transfer student in Class 1 this morning. I was in the opposite class. You didn't see her. Her face, spirit, and figure were amazing!"

"You must be envious. Our Class 1 has them, but you don't."

"And her self-introduction was also impressive. She said her night was 'lying down late at night to listen to the wind and rain', and Wanlan was 'turning the tide after it has fallen'. She is a cultured person."

Under the willow tree, Yan Tingfeng's ears moved. He suddenly raised his head and murmured: "Lying down late at night to listen to the wind and rain..."

His name comes from this poem.

Because after waking up from a long sleep of three hundred years, he always heard the sound of wind and rain in the middle of the night, and he would always dream of returning to the battlefield of the past several times in his dreams, killing the enemy invisibly while talking and laughing.

Only in his dreams did he save Shenzhou and protect the lives of hundreds of millions of people.

The Four Kings will not die, the six major sects will not perish, and the Ning Dynasty will not be destroyed.

Fengyuan City is still singing and dancing, and the women in Tianyinfang don't have to draw their swords and step onto the battlefield.

However, the east was about to turn white, and the sun was rising. When he woke up from his dream, there was only a cold pillow beside him.

"The night of 'lying down late at night to listen to the wind and rain'..." Yan Tingfeng smiled suddenly, his eyes were full of waves, and his voice was soft, "Do you think so too?"

"Young Master! Young Master!"

Binghe and Tiema trotted over, but only saw Yan Tingfeng staring at one place, with a strange smile on his lips, gentle and affectionate.

"Young Master, did something interesting happen?" Binghe followed his gaze and looked at the gardenia flowers there, and suddenly realized, "This flower is very beautiful, Young Master, shall I buy some flowers to make tea?"

Tiema: "..."

It's not this reason at first glance!

What to do? If he stays with Binghe for a long time, he feels that his IQ is not guaranteed.

It doesn't matter. At the critical moment, he will sell this pig teammate at any time to protect himself.

Tiema took two steps back expressionlessly and moved away from Binghe.

"Binghe." Yan Tingfeng retracted his gaze, and he was still smiling.

It was like a blooming poppy, beautiful, but dangerous and deadly.

Binghe shuddered uncontrollably: "Master, I'm here!"

"If you like flowers so much, go to Qunyu Mountain to pick flowers now." Yan Tingfeng's tone was gentle and careless, "Don't go down the mountain before you pick enough 999 flowers, understand?"

Binghe was stunned: "Ah?"

Yan Tingfeng glanced at him lightly.

Binghe cried: "I was wrong, Master, I'll go now!"

Tiema breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as he was not punished, even if Binghe picked 10,000 flowers, he would only say "well done", and then take out his mobile phone to take a photo and send it to Miss Ye.

The smile on Yan Tingfeng's lips disappeared in an instant, and his eyebrows and eyes were cold.

He crushed a gardenia, then opened his hands again, and the broken petals fell, but the fragrance of the flower remained in his palm.

Feeling the violent paranoia on the man, Tiema felt a little scalp numb.

At this time, Yan Tingfeng's ears moved.

He turned around, and when his eyes caught the figure of the girl, his smile reappeared, and it was like a spring breeze, gently caressing her face: "Miss Ye, what a coincidence."

The time was also a coincidence, enough for him to send her home.

It takes a full 40-minute drive from Jiangcheng No. 7 Middle School to Lin's house, and it would be slightly faster to take the subway.

When Ye Wanlan got home, the meal was ready.

"Wash your hands and have dinner." Lin Huaijin asked her to sit down. "How was your campus life today? Did you get along well with your classmates?"

"Very good." Ye Wanlan said. "My deskmate is very nice. She is pretty and smart."

Lin Huaijin nodded. "That's good. I was afraid that you would not be used to school after three years. Did you get into trouble today?"

Ye Wanlan pondered.

Scare the head of the physics group crazy. Does it count?

It shouldn't count.

"No." Ye Wanlan was calm. "But Dr. Rong also transferred to No. 7 Middle School. I was surprised."

"Your psychologist?" Lin Huaijin was surprised. "It's really strange. The salary offered by No. 1 Middle School should be very high. Why did he go to No. 7 Middle School?"

Ye Wanlan picked up a piece of green vegetables with chopsticks. The figure of Yan Tingfeng appeared in her mind. She raised her eyebrows. "Maybe he was coerced."

"You can't say this in front of the doctor." Lin Huaijin had a headache. "Since he also went to No. 7 Middle School, you should continue to study with him and repair your psychology."

Ye Wanlan nodded carelessly.

She would try not to let Rong Yu become like her.

**

The next morning, the head of the psychology group of Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School finally felt something was wrong.

Psychological Counseling Room No. 3 was empty, with no one there.

There are five psychological counselors in No. 1 Middle School. Rong Yu works every Tuesday, and the other times are irregular.

The head of the psychology group had a bad feeling and immediately called Rong Yu: "Why didn't Mr. Rong come to work today?"

"Ah? I resigned yesterday. Didn't the principal tell you? I'm in No. 7 Middle School now." Rong Yu was very calm, "I can't help it. I met a patient who is very difficult for me. I have to cure her, so I followed her to No. 7 Middle School."

The head of the psychology group's eyes went dark.

It's over... It's over!

Why didn't the principal tell him about such a big thing?

"Mr. Rong, do you think it's possible for you to come back from No. 7 Middle School?" The head of the psychology team said with difficulty, "Salary is not a problem, as long as you come back."

"Hey, am I a person who values ​​money? I live for my hobbies!" Rong Yu said, "No more, I have to treat students, bye."

The phone was hung up, and the head of the psychology team was heartbroken.

He stood up angrily and rushed to the principal's office: "Principal, why did a psychological counselor resign? You didn't tell me?"

"You mean the one in charge of counseling room No. 3?" The principal of No. 1 Middle School said lightly, "He resigned, resigned on the phone, and when someone resigns, they recruit new people. What's there to say?"

"He went to No. 7 Middle School!" The head of the psychology team was excited.

"Seventh Middle School?" The principal of First Middle School frowned, "The enrollment rate is getting lower every year. If they go to Seventh Middle School, they are not long-term talents."

The head of the psychology team tried to calm himself, but he found that he couldn't do it. He took a deep breath: "Principal, do you know his last name?"

"What's his last name?"

"His last name is Rong!"

These three words were almost squeezed out from the teeth of the head of the psychology team.

The principal of First Middle School still didn't understand, and felt that he was offended. He asked coldly: "What's wrong with the last name Rong?"

The head of the psychology team finally roared: "Rong Jingqiu also has the last name Rong!"

Rong Jingqiu, the head of the Yunjing Rong family.

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