MTL - Wulin No.1 Middle School-Chapter 86

The original ambiguous atmosphere disappeared in an instant, and at this time the takeaway was also delivered, breaking the "romantic" scene in Yu Tingfeng's mind.

Song Zhaolan opened the takeaway bag and was stunned: "..."

Three dishes and one soup, and ten servings of rice.

Yu Tingfeng couldn't help worrying: "Is there enough to eat?"

"..." Song Zhaolan sat down to eat silently, secretly wondering how big his stomach is in his heart? What kind of image is it?

Song Zhaolan put down his chopsticks after a few mouthfuls: "I'm full."

Question marks were written all over Yu Tingfeng's face: "What are you kidding?"

Song Zhaolan: "..."

"Eat quickly." Yu Tingfeng stacked the remaining lunch boxes in front of him, "There's not enough."

Song Zhaolan: "..."

After a while, Yu Tingfeng saw that he had no intention of moving his chopsticks, subconsciously put down the chopsticks in his hand: "What's wrong with you? Did I make you angry?"

Song Zhaolan shook his head: "I eat too much."

"Is this too much?" Yu Tingfeng knocked on the lunch box he had just taken a few mouthfuls of, "The cat eats more than yours."

Song Zhaolan pursed her lips and looked down at the food.

"I see, do you want me to feed you? Tell me earlier, what's so difficult about it?" Yu Tingfeng put the food to his mouth, "Open your mouth, ah—"

Song Zhaolan opened his mouth and ate it.

"Look, I really want to feed you." Yu Tingfeng said proudly.

"The rice is already on your lips, so there's no reason not to eat it." After Song Zhaolan finished speaking, he picked up his chopsticks, "Forget it, I'll do it myself."

"No." Yu Tingfeng felt the joy of feeding, grabbed his chopsticks, threw them into the trash can, and smiled, "Hey."

Song Zhaolan: "..."

After a few mouthfuls, Song Zhaolan said, "Why are you staring at me? It's not good to eat."

"Who said that you look the best when you eat." Yu Tingfeng said seriously, "It makes people feel good when they look at it."

Song Zhaolan was puzzled: "Really?"

"Really." Yu Tingfeng swore.

"Then I'll do it myself, you're too slow." Song Zhaolan took his chopsticks away, and quickly ate with the lunch box.

Yu Tingfeng had no choice but to go to the kitchen to get another pair of chopsticks, and took two bottles of Coke from the refrigerator. When he came out, Song Zhaolan had already finished eating an empty box.

Yu Tingfeng: "..."

Are these ten boxes of lunch enough? Otherwise, he should stop eating and pick up the leftovers.

Song Zhaolan saw him sitting aside, lost in thought, and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

"I'm thinking about what to do in the future...so that you can have enough food." Yu Tingfeng said sadly.

Song Zhaolan: "..."

If this were the case in the past, what would Yu Tingfeng have to worry about? Let Song Zhaolan feel at ease as the leader's wife, what do you want?

But it is different now, the times have progressed, and everyone needs to work. Before working, you have to pay attention to education and skills, which are very annoying.

He is empty-handed now, relying entirely on Yu Huan's pocket money, and it is impossible for him to inherit Yu Huan's pastry shop, so how will he support Song Zhaolan in the future.

Yu Tingfeng let out a long sigh, feeling the difficulty of being an adult in advance. In the past, growth was life-threatening, but now it is money, which makes people sad.

At this time, Song Zhaolan took his hand and squeezed it: "I can support you."

Yu Tingfeng: "That won't work, I have to support you too."

"Then you should study hard now, get into a good university, and then find a good job." Song Zhaolan said.

"is that useful?"

"Of course, everyone is like this. Otherwise, do you think why we stay in school and waste our youth?" Song Zhaolan followed the temptation, "We can go to a university at that time, and then find a job together. You earn money to buy food for me. I'll make money to buy you... um, what do you like?"

"I like you." Yu Tingfeng expressed his love at every turn.

"..." Song Zhaolan supported his forehead.

"I understand." Yu Tingfeng was aroused by his longing in a few words. When he thought of the future, he was full of yearning, "I will study hard and try my best to catch up with you."

"Um."

The phone rang suddenly, it was Zhao Qinghong's call: "Xiao Lan, which classmate's house are you at?"

Song Zhaolan glanced at Yu Tingfeng, and Yu Tingfeng immediately moved closer to his ear to eavesdrop.

"Yu Tingfeng's family."

"Okay, that's how it is. Several patients came to our department. There was a series of car accidents. Now we don't have enough manpower. I have to go to the hospital right away. I might not go home tonight." Zhao Qinghong said hurriedly.

"Okay, you pay attention to safety."

"Well, I haven't told Lao Song yet, you call him and tell him, I'm leaving first."

After the end, Song Zhaolan called Song Nian again, and there was a lot of noise over there.

"Little Lan, what's the matter?"

Song Zhaolan told the story again, and Song Nian said "Oh, what should I do? I don't think I can go back tonight. There have been perverts stalking women in the city these days. Our team is investigating and tracking them. Are you in Yu Tingfeng is playing at home, right? It’s too chaotic outside, if you’re afraid of living alone at home, you can stay at his house for a while, and I’ll come to thank them another day.”

"Go and do your work first." Song Zhaolan hung up the phone and looked at Yu Tingfeng.

Yu Tingfeng blinked excitedly: "Live at my house?"

Song Zhaolan: "I'll go back first..."

"Just live in my house!" Yu Tingfeng dragged him to visit, "Look, there are still a few vacant rooms in my house, it's not worth it!"

"But......"

"Do you not want to stay with me?" Yu Tingfeng's face drooped, "Do you not like me?"

"You have a lot of associations." Song Zhaolan said, "I just want to say that I didn't bring any clothes, so I went back to get a change of clothes."

Yu Tingfeng's eyes lit up again: "Take whatever you want, as long as you wear mine, it's too troublesome to go back and forth."

Song Zhaolan was dragged into the bedroom again, was forced to visit his closet, and said, "Do your homework first, I have a dozen papers."

"Alright." Yu Tingfeng also rekindled his enthusiasm for learning at this time.

The two of them did homework in the living room. When Yu Tingfeng encountered a problem, he wanted to ask for advice, but he was afraid of disturbing him, so he turned to the book to look up the formula. It took a long time to solve a problem, but he felt a strong sense of accomplishment.

"Look! I figured out this problem myself!" Yu Tingfeng couldn't help showing him the results of his wisdom.

Song Zhaolan looked over and said with a smile, "It's great. You're smart, but you just don't want to pay attention. If you really make up your mind, you can definitely make it."

Encouraged, Yu Tingfeng became even more excited, and said with joy, "I must finish this paper today!"

However, a phone call interrupted his passion, no, it was two calls.

The phones of Song Zhaolan and Yu Tingfeng rang at the same time.

"What's the matter?" Song Zhaolan went to the side to connect, and Xue Canming shouted on the other end of the phone: "Leader, something is wrong! Come and save us!"

Song Zhaolan: "What's the matter?"

Xue Canming quickly told the whole story of the incident. The reason was that on the night of the art festival, there was a discussion about going out on New Year's Day. The proposal at that time was to go to the sea, but in such a cold day, it was impossible to really go surfing at the beach.

It happened that Ji Xiuyuan met a group of them at the school gate, and said that there was a mountain near her home, which was a good scenic spot, and the effect of watching the sunrise was the best.

So the group went home to pack their luggage, and after explaining to their family members, they followed Ji Xiuyuan to climb the mountain. Who knew they met a group of people from the Demon Cult at the foot of the mountain.

The two sides had a verbal dispute because of a trivial matter, and then they started to scold each other, and they were almost about to fight, but now they are all detained by the security of the scenic spot.

"Can you please stop telling your family members that we are afraid of losing face." Xue Canming said weakly, "The security guards will only let you go if you see the family members. Just pretend to be our elder brother and take us away."

"What did you say that even the security guards are dispatched?" Song Zhaolan asked.

Xue Canming said coyly: "It's nothing... I just said that this mountain is too low, and only low-minded people like them come here. Sun Yicheng scolded me that Qingtong Mountain is not as good as this mountain, and I just said this mountain It's so small, I can flatten it with one foot. Sun Yicheng said it would be faster to set fire..."

Song Zhaolan: "..."

After hanging up the phone, he looked back at Yu Tingfeng, probably having received a similar call, and Yu Tingfeng spread his hands at him: "It's from Sun Yicheng."

Song Zhaolan packed her schoolbag: "Let's go and check the situation."

"Just in case, I'll bring some food and clothes." Yu Tingfeng ran into the room, and after a while, he came out with an oversized backpack on his back, "Let's go."

The mountain is not here, and with so much luggage, it is impossible to ride there.

Song Zhaolan hailed a car, and then lowered the car window, blowing the cold wind outside.

"Is it cold?" Yu Tingfeng said distressedly.

"good."

"It's no wonder it's not cold, it's such a cold day." Just the wind blowing into the car made Yu Tingfeng tighten the zipper.

Song Zhaolan felt more awake after blowing the air, and his hands were suddenly covered with warmth. He looked down, and Yu Tingfeng held his hands in both hands and rubbed them together.

I don't know if there is a miraculous effect, but Song Zhaolan didn't feel nauseous, just a little dizzy.

After getting out of the car, his footsteps swayed, and Yu Tingfeng hurriedly helped him to the security booth in the scenic spot.

"Boss is here!" Sun Yicheng was lying by the window, and saw his idol from a long distance away, "Why is Song Zhaolan here?"

"Get out of the way." Xue Canming pushed him away and glanced outside, "What's wrong with Song Zhaolan? Why does she look pregnant?"

Hearing this, everyone crowded to the window to watch, and for a moment they didn't know whether to be surprised why the two of them appeared together, or where Song Zhaolan's suspicious state came from.

"Hey, what are you doing, is your family here?" The security guard dispersed them.

"Here they are." Xue Canming pointed to the two people at the door.

The security guard turned around and saw that they were only their peers, and asked, "Who are you?"

Song Zhaolan said weakly: "I am the student council president of their school."

"Okay, take them back and educate them well, it's so noisy." The security guard waved his hand, but he couldn't really do anything to them, but when they were talking nonsense, a leader happened to pass by, so he scared the students quickly. They were all brought into the security room.

"I won't go back, we still have to climb the mountain." Sun Yicheng said stubbornly.

"Climb, climb, if there are any sparks in the mountains today, I will be the first to look for you." The security guard said.

"No problem." Sun Yicheng said.

Seeing this, Xue Canming was unwilling to admit defeat: "We have to climb too."

When a large group of people came outside, they subconsciously stood on both sides. Sun Yicheng yelled, "Zhang Wei, which side are you standing on?"

Zhang Wei stood behind Yu Xiaohui: "Where the goddess is, I will be there."

Liu Zhuizhui directly grabbed his ear and returned to our camp.

Song Zhaolan drank a couple of sips of water, finally calmed down, and heard Xue Canming ask, "Why did you and Yu Tingfeng come here together?"

"..." Song Zhaolan was silent, then continued to drink water, tons of tons.

Yu Tingfeng made a rescue and said: "When I was crossing the road, I saw that he had a lot of luggage, so I helped him to cross the road, and when I asked where he was going, it turned out that they were all going to the same destination. You guys said it was a coincidence."

Song Zhaolan almost sprayed his face with a sip of water.

The devil believers: "You are worthy of being the leader, and you are kind."

upright:"......"

"Are you all going to climb mountains?" Song Zhaolan hurriedly changed the subject.

Everyone nodded, the dry food was ready, and the family members also informed them that they were all at the foot of the mountain, so how could there be any reason to go back? If you say it, you will probably be laughed at by the enemy.

"Then let's go." Song Zhaolan said.

"Wait, Qi Ran hasn't arrived yet. When we set off just now, I was chatting with her on WeChat. She also wants to join after she finds out. It should be here soon..." Ji Xiuyuan said, her eyes fixed in front of her. Suddenly, he waved his hands excitedly, "Qi Ran, here!"

With a pink bag on his back, Qi Ran ran over in one breath, panting on his knees: "I'm sorry to keep you waiting."

"It's okay, we're just getting ready to go." Ji Xiuyuan saved them from embarrassingly throwing them into the security room.

Yu Tingfeng said displeasedly: "Why are you here?"

"I'm not here to look for you." Qi Ran snorted, and looked at Song Zhaolan, "I'm not looking for you either."

Song Zhaolan was at a loss: "..." Did I say anything?

Qi Ran pulled Liu Zhuizhui and Yu Xiaohui aside, and asked in a muttering voice, "Xiuyuan, did you bring mahjong?"

Ji Xiuyuan: "Must."

Others: "..." You are addicted!

A group of people are about to set off, the road is facing the sky, each side walks, and the road is clear.

Unconsciously, the girls walked in the middle of the road to discuss mahjong, while Lou Ziying and Tang Yuan wandered here to look at the flowers for a while, and slipped to the other side to pull weeds.

After walking for about ten minutes, a young man walked towards me.

Sun Yicheng took a closer look, and quickly stopped: "You! Put down the cigarette in your hand!"

Passers-by around were startled by his sudden voice, Xue Canming and others also looked over in doubt.

The man frowned: "None of your business."

"There can't be any sparks on this mountain!" Sun Yicheng said, otherwise they will be blamed.

The man cussed away from them.

Xue Canming suddenly realized that he naturally couldn't lose to Sun Yicheng, so he also began to monitor passers-by for smoking.

"Smoking is prohibited in the scenic area, pinch the cigarette!"

"Believe it or not, the security guards are here to arrest you!"

"In public, you should wear more! Don't dress so politely!"

"How do you litter, pick it up!"

The rising and falling voices have been echoing in the mountains and forests, no matter whether they are good or bad, they seem to be transformed into small policemen patrolling the mountains at this moment.

Qi Ran whispered: "Are they... always so strange?"

Ji Xiuyuan replied: "There are still many strange things, isn't it fun hahaha?"

"It's a little bit." Qi Ran smiled, turned his head, and saw Liu Zhuichui and Yu Xiaohui silently taking bigger steps than anyone else.

Qi Ran: "......" Why is it that the school beauties are tied together like this?

Song Zhaolan was the last one to walk, and he stopped to tie his shoelaces after passing the turning. When we came together again, the others had already gone to the other side, leaving only Yu Tingfeng by his side.

"How is it, are you still dizzy?" Yu Tingfeng asked in a low voice.

Song Zhaolan shook his head: "It seems to be all right."

"Like?" Yu Tingfeng touched his forehead directly, "If you feel dizzy, just rest for a while."

"It's okay." Song Zhaolan continued to walk forward.

Yu Tingfeng stopped him: "It will be cold when we get to the mountain, so I brought two extra sets of clothes. I'm afraid I won't have a chance later, so I'll give it to you now."

"But if I wear your clothes, it will be easier to be spotted, right?" Song Zhaolan said.

"Absolutely not." Yu Tingfeng was very confident, and took out a plastic bag from his bag, which contained a small bag of clothes, "Your schoolbag can still hold it."

Song Zhaolan opened her schoolbag, watched him stuff it in, and asked curiously, "What kind of clothes are these?"

"Autumn clothes, long johns, keep warm, remember to put them on at night, be careful I will make a surprise inspection."

Song Zhaolan: "..."

The author has something to say:

No matter how good the martial arts are, they can't stand the temptation of long johns!