MTL - Wulin No.1 Middle School-Chapter 67

Zhang Weidong looked here and there, saw that the two sides were at war, confused, and said, "What's the matter with the relationship? It's because of the second disease in your group, so you are not allowed to fall in love?"

"You know what." Sun Yicheng pushed him aside and looked at Tang Yuan angrily, "He betrayed us!"

"It's not that serious, is it?" Zhang Wei said with a smile, "If you think he betrayed you, then you single dogs should also get out of the singles."

However, no one paid attention to him, and all stared at the two in silence.

After a while, Song Zhaolan asked, "How long have you been together?"

Lou Ziying said generously and frankly: "It's almost a month."

"Tomorrow is our one-month anniversary." Tang Yuan added in a low voice, with a happy smile on his face.

Yu Tingfeng asked: "Why are you together?"

Tang Yuan murmured: "I met her when I was looking for news. We didn't know each other's identity at the time. She was the first to call out my name. I fell in love with her at first sight."

The preparatory bell for turning off the lights rang, and Yu Tingfeng ordered: "Take him back first, and discuss this matter tomorrow."

Both sides took people away, and it was difficult to sleep at night.

The next day, the two sides met in the cafeteria. They were all listless at first, but when they met the opposite person, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

When the other students saw this, they thought it was because of the conflict in the corridor last night, and they watched the excitement while eating.

Tang Yuan and Lou Ziying looked at each other, and when they were about to walk towards each other, they were forcibly dragged back by their partners.

Zhang Wei: "..."

What a miserable couple!

I have seen the Queen Mother break up the Weaver Girl Cowherd, and the wealthy mother-in-law forced the poor girl to retreat, but I have never seen a classmate come to stop the love.

Where are you all devils from!

The teams on both sides dine at the easternmost and westernmost sides of the cafeteria respectively.

As soon as Qi Ran walked over to Song Zhaolan's table with the plate, Yu Xiaohui said, "Sorry, we have some personal matters to deal with now, you can change the table."

Seeing that the others didn't intend to keep her, Qi Ran left in a dispirited mood.

Geng Yiming walked over from a distance again, and was persuaded to leave by the same argument.

"What's a personal matter?" Geng Yiming asked casually.

Song Zhaolan raised his eyes: "Have you finished your homework?"

"not yet."

"Go and write."

"receive!"

After there were no other people, they all looked at Lou Ziying who was eating silently. Several people winked at each other, and finally Yu Xiaohui, who is also a girl, persuaded: "Ziying, that Tang Yuan is not a good man."

"Then tell me, who is a good man?"

Yu Xiaohui couldn't answer either.

Lou Ziying put down her chopsticks, and glanced at them one by one, "Is it Song Zhaolan? Apart from studying, practicing and eating, can he have room for women in his mind? I don't understand style."

Song Zhaolan looked down at the food in the bowl, struggled for a second, felt that the food was still delicious, and it didn't affect him at all, so he buried his head and continued eating.

Lou Ziying continued to ask: "Or Xue Canming, jumping up and down like a spirited guy all day long? Mao Hongxi? Didn't he always claim that a swordsman has no love in his heart? Wu Xiaoyu? Don't be ridiculous, he will only drag you to beg for food. Zhao Mingdeng? He They are all monks, what kind of good people are they?"

This shot made the boys bow their heads.

Song Zhaolan nodded: "As expected, she is full, her strength is just different."

Everyone: "..." Is this the point?

Chen Yuting pointed to himself, and asked expectantly, "You haven't said anything about me yet."

Lou Ziying glanced at him and said angrily, "You look more beautiful than me when you dress up."

Chen Yuting felt disappointed: "Hey, that's true."

Lou Ziying: "..."

The topic reached a stalemate, and the boys were embarrassed to say that they were a good man, so they once again turned their eyes to Yu Xiaohui for help.

Yu Xiaohui paused, and said: "But he was born in a demon sect, and he is doing evil and scheming."

Lou Ziying said: "He is just a spy, responsible for inquiring about news, and rarely participates in actual combat."

"Then there is no news from him, can the Demon Cult go around killing and looting?" Xue Canming said.

Lou Ziying: "Then no one was killed by your knife?"

"All I killed were people from the Devil's Cult."

"The Demon Cult kills the righteous way of the martial arts. If they change their name, such as righteous teaching, wouldn't it be so difficult to accept? After all, what is the difference between us and them? We are all revenge in the name of the sect. It's all about eradicating dissidents." Lou Ziying said.

This sophistry confused them again.

Wu Xiaoyu began to think about whether the title of Yijiao was feasible, Zhao Mingdeng closed his eyes and began to chant sutras, Mao Hongxi was even more restless, his sword killed many young people, but from another perspective, what should these people's families do? Will he have to join the Devil's Cult in order to find revenge on him?

Chen Yuting asked in a low voice: "Isn't it natural to punish evil and promote good? Why do I feel a little guilty?"

Song Zhaolan pointed to the sign on the cafeteria door: "Because of this."

Everyone looked over and saw a line of eye-catching red characters on it - the core values ​​of socialism: prosperity, democracy, civilization and harmony...

Everyone: "..."

The topic inexplicably shifted from opposing love to the hot and professional issue.

"There is nothing wrong with punishing evil and promoting good, but the way of punishing evil is wrong. The result of retaliation will only make the environment more chaotic." Song Zhaolan said.

"But if we don't kill them, they will kill us." Xue Canming said.

"They also think the same way, so the fight is about who is more ruthless. If you want to survive, you have to kill more people." Song Zhaolan lowered his head and took a mouthful of rice. Seeing that they were all as quiet as chickens, they were all deep in thought. Consolation said, "But that is the reason of the times, not personal fault. We are lucky. At least in this new era, everyone has gradually adopted a peaceful and civilized way of solving problems. It’s impossible to study here with peace of mind.”

Lou Ziying added: "The Devil's Cult probably thought so too, so they didn't fight us with real swords and guns."

After everyone was quiet, Zhao Mingdeng smiled and said, "The leader is indeed a man of great wisdom."

"That's right, you think a lot, and you really deserve to be our chosen leader." Xue Canming praised immediately, "But what is your purpose for talking so much?"

Song Zhaolan turned to look at Lou Ziying: "I don't think the saying that good and evil are incompatible should exist in this era, and I have no objection to your association with Tang Yuan."

Lou Ziying's eyes lit up: "Thank you."

The others all looked at him in disbelief. Although their spirits had been baptized, it was still difficult for them to accept this fact immediately.

"Why did you agree so readily?" Xue Canming couldn't help muttering, "I thought you were already ready to reconcile with the Demon Cult."

Song Zhaolan coughed and lowered his head to eat guiltily.

"I don't agree." Yu Xiaohui put down the bowl and chopsticks, and said with a cold face, "There is nothing good about the men of the Demon Cult. Many of my seniors and sisters have been bullied. I must never watch my friends at their mercy again. Ying, if you insist on associating with him, cut off relations with me first."

After finishing speaking, she took the plate and left the cafeteria coldly.

"Yu Xiaohui, don't say such harsh words." Wu Xiaoyu chased her out with a plate.

Several other people looked outside the door, then at Lou Ziying, telling her not to think too much, and then chased them out.

Lou Ziying sat in his original position and ate quietly, while Song Zhaolan, who was diagonally across from the whole table, stayed to continue cooking.

"Thank you." Lou Ziying said.

"You've already said it just now." Song Zhaolan got up suddenly, went to the window to buy another pan-fried bun and came back.

"..." Lou Ziying hooked the corners of her lips, "Do you still have a little selfishness in agreeing to my relationship with Tang Yuan?"

Song Zhaolan was taken aback: "What?"

Lou Ziying moved to sit across from him, moved to the middle of the table, and lowered her voice: "You and Yu Tingfeng have a private relationship, Tang Yuan and I have actually met."

Song Zhaolan gave a thumbs up: "As expected, you are the ones who specialize in news, you are Lingtong."

Lou Ziying smiled: "You don't want to know why we didn't say it?"

"It's just for this time." Song Zhaolan said, "If I object, you will tell everyone that Yu Tingfeng and I are private friends."

Lou Ziying smiled and nodded: "Yes, but we also made up our minds to be together because we saw you interacting. I think you and him may break the barrier between our righteous and evil religions."

"You think too simply." Song Zhaolan shook his head, "If it was broken so easily, he and I would have been friends in the open."

"That's right, so Tang Yuan and I hit the south wall first?" Lou Ziying sighed, "What should we do next?"

"Don't worry, they won't be able to stop this for long."

"Yu Xiaohui is going to break up with me, how long can we stop?" Lou Ziying poked the bowl, "Although we didn't have a close relationship in the Jianghu before, but now, I still value you, especially Yu Xiaohui, she People are really nice."

"Then are you going to sit and wait?"

Lou Ziying was stunned: "Is there anything you can do?"

"You girls should understand the friendship better than I do. You can figure out how to do it yourself." Song Zhaolan finished the last bite of steamed stuffed bun, was full, and left the cafeteria with a plate.

At this time, Sun Yicheng, who had been watching with a telescope, said, "Let's go, they're all gone, now only Lou Ziying is left."

Tang Yuan couldn't sit still anymore, and wanted to get up to find her, but was held down by Yu Tingfeng: "Do you want to die? Going to her now will only make her group of friends hate you even more."

"Then what should I do?" Tang Yuan asked for help.

"Look at how ugly you are." Sun Yicheng sat back on his seat with a look of disgust, "If the boss is not right, I wouldn't help you."

ten minutes ago—

Tang Yuan was also repaired one by one by his companions, who threatened to break up in various ways, but he refused to do so.

"Boss, tell me something, do you want to sit on the tiger bench?" Sun Yicheng asked.

Yu Tingfeng looked at Tang Yuan: "Are you serious about her? Even if she might be cheating on your feelings?"

Tang Yuan nodded firmly: "She won't, I believe her, even if she is cheated, it's because I'm stupid."

"But what if she wants to extract information about our Demon Cult from you? You know, I will not allow this to happen." Yu Tingfeng looked at him coldly, and took a book from Sun Yicheng , rolled up, and threatened, "In a word, do you want to break up?"

"I, no, share." Tang Yuan said word by word.

"Boss, hit him!" Sun Yicheng encouraged from the side.

Yu Tingfeng raised his hand viciously, a gust of wind blew past his cheeks, Tang Yuan closed his eyes in despair, but refused to change his words.

However, the expected pain did not appear, Yu Tingfeng just tapped his head with the book.

Tang Yuan was taken aback for a moment, and the others were also stunned.

"Boss, do you have no internal strength to hit someone so lightly?" Sun Yicheng asked concerned, "How about me?"

Yu Tingfeng hit him on the head with one hand, and Sun Yicheng yelled twice.

"Since you don't want to break up with her, let's stay together." Yu Tingfeng said.

Tang Yuan:! !

other people:? ? ?

Sun Yicheng: "Boss, are you confused? Just agree?!"

Yu Tingfeng said quietly: "Think about it carefully, is this harmful to us?"

Sun Yicheng thought about it: "It seems that there is no real harm."

"What about their martial arts integrity?" Yu Tingfeng asked.

Tu Minghua said: "Then it's not just a response, I'm afraid I can't wait to kill Tang Yuan to vent my anger."

Liu Zhuizhui added: "And they will not be able to eat and sleep, thinking about why some partners were deceived by the devil's religion? Thinking about it from another angle, Tang Yuan was able to chase the owner of the Xuanwen building. Indirectly proving his greatness is actually a great joy for us, right?"

Yu Tingfeng glanced at her appreciatively: "So why should we stop such a good thing?"

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So the traitor Tang Yuan, who was disliked a second ago, became everyone's treasure in an instant, and he even tried various schemes to help him save this love that might die at any time.

Sun Yicheng put down the binoculars: "What should I do now?"

Yu Tingfeng: "Wait."

"Still waiting for a ghost." Liu Zhuizui patted Tang Yuan, "Go, now Lou Ziying is alone, her friends have left, it is time to need you. If you don't do anything, be careful that she is really caught Those people were persuaded to never talk to you again."

Tang Yuan's expression changed, and he ran to the east without stopping.

Sun Yicheng raised his binoculars to see the movement over there: "Not bad, he made Lou Ziying laugh."

"Let me see." Yu Tingfeng took a few glances over and asked Liu Zhuizhui in confusion, "Can't you just wait?"

"Of course, you have never been in a relationship, so don't come up with ideas." Liu Zhuizhui folded his arms around his chest.

Yu Tingfeng: "."

As class was approaching, the cafeteria gradually became less crowded, Yu Tingfeng did not go back to the classroom with his subordinates, but went to the small supermarket first.

When checking out, he noticed Song Zhaolan passing by the door, swiped his card in a hurry, and chased him out.

Hearing footsteps, Song Zhaolan paused for a moment, then turned to look at him: "What did you buy?"

Yu Tingfeng spread his hand, and there were a few gel pens lying in the palm of his hand: "There are no more pens."

"Why don't you go in and buy something?" Yu Tingfeng saw him pass by the supermarket and didn't go to buy something to eat, it was a bit unbelievable.

Song Zhaolan choked for a moment: "..."

I just finished a full breakfast, so I won't be hungry so fast, and I usually eat during breaks between classes.

Just as he was organizing his words, a slender hand suddenly stretched out in front of him, holding a piece of red bean cake.

"You're out of money again." Yu Tingfeng said with disgust.

Song Zhaolan took it skillfully, put it in his pocket, and swept him around again, thinking of a question that he had never paid attention to before: "How big is your pocket, why do you have red bean cakes at all times? How many are there?"

Yu Tingfeng patted the two big pockets of his trousers, and touched the two pockets of his jacket: "I have both. As long as I'm in a good mood, I can reward you with one. Come on, smile."

Song Zhaolan couldn't help laughing: "Are you teasing cats?"

Yu Tingfeng raised his eyebrows proudly: "It's not impossible for you to say that about yourself."

Song Zhaolan blinked and said, "I want to eat mung bean pancakes."

"You just have trouble with cakes, don't you?" Yu Tingfeng straightened his face, frowning in disgust, turned around and walked towards the supermarket, "Wait."

"No need." Song Zhaolan grabbed his arm, "It's almost time for class, hurry to the classroom."

"You have so many things to do." Yu Tingfeng followed him to the classroom cursing.

Song Zhaolan said again: "I kind of miss the finger cakes in the food court."

Yu Tingfeng whispered: "Go together at night?"

"I'm the president, so I can't take the lead in violating discipline." Song Zhaolan sighed.

"I'm not, I'm going to buy it, just don't remember my name."

After Yu Tingfeng finished speaking, he found that Song Zhaolan looked at him a little hard to understand. His deep eyes stared at his face for a moment, and then he said with a serious face: "I want to eat stars."

Yu Tingfeng irritated: "You are so bold and different from ordinary people, are stars something you can eat? Crazy!"

"Okay, it looks like I won't be able to eat it." Song Zhaolan looked disappointed.

Both of them went downstairs to the teaching building, Song Zhaolan found that he had been silent, the corners of his mouth curled up, and was about to explain to him that what he just said was a joke, but the other party faltered and asked: "Is Star Candy okay? "

"puff."

Song Zhaolan stepped on a step and turned to look at him. They were the same height.

Yu Tingfeng leaned forward due to inertia, and almost bumped into his lips, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, his body forgot how to react, and only focused on looking at the person in front of him.

Song Zhaolan supported his arm, stared into his eyes, and smiled: "Okay."

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