MTL - Wulin No.1 Middle School-Chapter 49

Liu Yun came to see the specific situation after receiving a call from the dean and learning that Song Zhaolan and Yu Tingfeng took their friends to visit the children spontaneously.

The people in Class A finally saw the true face of Lushan, the student council president, and treated him very friendly, humble and polite.

But the people in Class F disliked him a little. It was probably because Yu Tingfeng had a bad face every time he mentioned this person, which caused everyone to look at Liu Yun like a sheep in wolf's clothing. Pay attention to him.

"What are you doing here?" Liu Yun patrolled around, saw Sun Yicheng writing something on the bench, took a closer look, but couldn't understand it, like a ghostly talisman, couldn't help asking.

"Huafu, don't you understand? If you don't understand, just leave." Sun Yicheng said.

"What symbol?"

"Knowledge talisman." Sun Yicheng pasted the drawn talisman on his forehead, "Bless knowledge to automatically enter my mind."

Liu Yun: "..."

Liu Yun went to the other side and saw the right protector lying on the table, looking at the phone while drawing something on the paper.

He looked at it for a while and asked, "Are you drawing constellations?"

"Did you see it?" Guardian You looked at him in surprise, "What constellation are you from?"

"What's wrong?"

"I discovered a new world, tell me your zodiac sign, and let me calculate your fortune."

"Scorpio."

"Scorpio people are dark-bellied, possessive, and hold grudges." You Hufa looked at the characteristics on the Internet, and looked at Liu Yun with disgust, "So you are this kind of person, I don't give it to you, you can go. "

"..." Liu Yun said coolly, "You should think about it, drive me away now, and I won't let Yu Tingfeng be the president."

"Why?!"

Liu Yun smiled: "I still hold grudges because of my black belly."

"...Then what do you want to count?"

Liu Yun smiled: "I don't want to count these things, just to tease you."

"You really have a black belly!"

Liu Yun continued to smile at him, leaving a shadow on the right protector before turning around and leaving, and came to Yu Xiaohui's team.

Yu Xiaohui and Liu Zhuizhui are still teaching the girls self-protection skills, but they have been arguing and quarreling, their opinions sometimes disagree, and they often ignore the teaching because of the quarrels.

Liu Yun observed for a while and asked, "Have you ever thought about teaching them some simple things first, so that they might be more suitable for improving their physical fitness than capturing?"

Hearing this, Yu Xiaohui and Liu Zhuizhui were taken aback at the same time, looking at the five or six-year-old girls.

Two people: "..."

"I've already practiced martial arts at my age." Yu Xiaohui muttered.

"I've seen quite a few murder scenes." Liu Zhuizhui whispered.

The two looked at each other and sighed at the same time, strangely finding a trace of sympathy for each other.

Yu Xiaohui ordered: "Come on, let's run first."

Liu Yun turned around, only to see Yu Tingfeng and Song Zhaolan coming out of the backyard one after the other, and smiled meaningfully: "Are you done?"

"What's the end of your work?" Yu Tingfeng always felt that his smile was a bit of an eyesore, and said fiercely, "We're just eating cakes, nothing else."

Song Zhaolan licked his lower lip: "Well, eat cake."

Liu Yun raised his eyebrows and said perfunctorily: "Okay, I believe you, you are just eating cakes, absolutely nothing else."

"What else?" Song Zhaolan looked at Yu Tingfeng keenly.

"How do I know?!" Yu Tingfeng turned over all the pockets of his clothes angrily, "It's all gone into your mouth!"

"Okay." Satisfied, Song Zhaolan turned and left when he heard that his companions were looking for him.

Liu Yun stared at his back for a few seconds, and when he turned his head, seeing Yu Tingfeng's approach was not kind, he smiled and said, "May I ask, why are you so hostile to me?"

"Impossible." Yu Tingfeng didn't bother to talk to him, put his hands in his pockets, turned his back, and showed him a handsome back.

At noon, everyone ate in the cafeteria in the courtyard, each sitting at a table, surrounded by children. After these two days of getting along, the children are already very familiar with them, and they can't stop eating and chatting non-stop.

The Demon Sect had no experience of getting along with so many children, and being called a big brother by mouthfuls made people's hearts go wild, and they laughed like a village idiot.

Sun Yicheng: "Don't talk about it, you will be my brothers and sisters from now on, come to me if you have any problems, if you have any difficulties, I will settle them for you!"

"Really?" said an older girl, "I have an equation that I can't solve, can you help me solve it?"

"...It seems impossible." Seeing the girl's disappointed expression, Sun Yicheng immediately said, "But don't worry, I'll listen to the class when I get back, and then I'll help you solve it!"

"Okay, then I'll wait for you, big brother."

"Okay, okay." Sun Yicheng scratched his head and smiled like a fool.

After eating, everyone rushed to the school. The Devil's Cult was waiting for the bus at the bus stop, watching helplessly as this group of people prepared to get into Wu Xiaoyu's super long luxury car.

"Wait." Before getting into the car, Yu Xiaohui came over suddenly, took out a bag from her bag, and handed it to Liu Zhuizhui.

"For me?" Liu Zhuizhui took it in disbelief, glanced at his companions, opened the bag curiously, and took out the contents.

It was a pair of ripped pants, the one she wore at the sports meeting.

"It's already been sewn up, and it's cold enough to wear." Yu Xiaohui said blankly, then turned and got into the car.

"It's still our master Mingdeng's stitching method. It's very good." Xue Canming added and got into the car.

"Yes." Mao Hongxi also agreed, and got into the car.

"Thank you." Zhao Mingdeng nodded humbly and got in the car.

"I don't want to take the car." After Song Zhaolan finished speaking, he got in the car.

Wu Xiaoyu was at the end, just about to talk, but remembered that they belonged to the Demon Cult, shut up immediately and got in the car.

The car quickly disappeared from sight, and the Demon Cultist came back to his senses. Sun Yicheng was the first to ask, "Quickly see if that woman did anything with her pants?"

"There are too many hands and feet." Liu Zhuizhuisheng lifted up his trousers and showed them to everyone. Every hole was sewn with a piece of cloth. There were no extra stitches, but it was just... ...is very strange and affects the trendy value a lot.

"It's so ugly, let's throw it away. Didn't you plan to throw away these pants?" Sun Yicheng volunteered, "Come on, I'll throw them away for you."

"Since you want to throw it away, why don't you give it to me." Zhang Wei said enviously, "This is prepared by the goddess."

Liu Zhuizhui rolled up his trousers and threw them into his schoolbag: "I'll throw it myself later."

When the bus came, Yu Tingfeng told everyone: "Come with me to the store later."

"What are you going to do?" Liu Zhui asked.

"Never mind, just go."

The group of people had no choice but to follow him to Yu Huan's shop. The shop was not busy at the moment, and Yu Huan was trying to settle accounts, worrying about rent, expenses, and income.

There was a "hula" at the door, and a group of people came in, filling up all the vacant seats in the shop.

Yu Huan took a look: "You guys are..."

"Come back and get something." Yu Tingfeng said, "These are my friends."

When Sun Yicheng and the others heard this, they had changed from subordinates to friends, and they introduced themselves flattered: "Hi, my name is Sun Yicheng, Sun is the grandson of the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, and Yicheng is Sun Yicheng's Yicheng!"

"My name is Tu Minghua." The right protector said, "The picture of the painting, tomorrow's Ming, Qi Baishi's painting."

Zhang Wei: "My name is Zhang Wei, the one with the most duplicate names in the world."

Everyone introduced them one by one, and Yu Huan was very surprised: "You are all his friends? How does he still have so many friends?"

"Of course, we all respect the boss! There are even more people who like him in school, and they all want to admire his demeanor!" Sun Yicheng licked.

Yu Huanxi blossomed, and then looked at the big beauty in the crowd: "Who is this?"

"I'm Liu Zhuizhui."

"Hello, you and Yu Tingfeng seem to have a good relationship?" Yu Huan asked with a smile, isn't this girl the same girl who stood with Yu Tingfeng at the bus station yesterday.

"Yes, we grew up together." Liu Zhuizhui blurted out.

Yu Huan: "Grow up together? Then why don't I know you? Do you live near here?"

Liu Zhuizhui immediately changed his words: "We have been in the same school since childhood."

"Oh~ so..." Yu Huan looked at her with a smile, "I heard that you are still his sister?"

"Yeah." Liu Zhuizhui thought that Yu Huan is now Yu Tingfeng's biological mother, and immediately added, "What I did was just my sister."

"Okay, I understand." Yu Huan raised his eyebrows, hooked her shoulders and walked towards the back kitchen, "Go, go and see if there is anything you like to eat, take whatever you want."

"Really? You are so kind!" Liu Zhuizhui said.

"Of course." Yu Huan secretly took out a piece of red bean cake and stuffed it to her, "How about you try this? Do you like it?"

Liu Zhuizhui took a sip: "It's delicious."

"Then you take some to school to eat." Yu Huan immediately packed several large boxes for her to carry, "Here, take it."

"You are too polite."

"It's all right, it's all one family, so what's the difference?"

Liu Zhuizhui said goodbye to her with a smile.

When Yu Tingfeng left, he looked back at Yu Huan, and said nonchalantly, "Be careful when you go out in the morning."

"Got it, brat, hurry up and find your classmates, I'm busy." Yu Huan waved his hand, "Get lost."

A group of people set off for school, and after getting in the car, Liu Zhuizhui returned a large bag of red bean cakes to Yu Tingfeng: "Here you are."

"You don't eat?"

"I do not like to eat."

"Then you acted like you just now?"

"Then why don't you just say it's not delicious?"

"Waste, I really don't know how to eat." Yu Tingfeng took the bag and carried it into his arms.

"It's really a little greasy." Liu Zhuizhui said.

"Okay, if you don't like it, there are people who like it very much."

"Who else likes it?" Liu Zhuizhui squatted behind his chair, "Is there anyone else who has eaten this cake? Sun Yicheng, Tu Minghua, Zhang Wei, is it you?"

The three shook their heads in unison: "This is our first time going to the store."

"Who else could it be?" Liu Zhuizhui grabbed Yu Tingfeng's ear and asked quietly, "Did you meet new friends behind our backs?"

"Let go." Yu Tingfeng slapped her hand away, "I'm getting more and more courageous when I commit the next crime."

Before the evening self-study, the twelve candidates received a notice from the student union and went to the student activity room for a meeting.

This meeting is very simple. It is to announce the results of the inspection, and to select the number one candidate based on the total score of each previous result.

But everyone looked at the result and was a little surprised.

"There are two people in the first place?" Geng Yiming looked at Liu Yun incredulously, "I am convinced that Boss Song is number one, but why is Yu Tingfeng also number one?"

Another person also asked: "What are the extra points behind this? Why are there just the two of them?"

Liu Yun replied: "Yesterday everyone performed very well in the orphanage and got high marks, but I received a call from the dean early this morning. The dean said that two of our classmates went to visit the children on their own initiative. The children like them very much. Other items have been scored by observers, and this additional score was added by me, but the actual scorers are the children, do you have any objections?"

The candidates shook their heads, and Geng Yiming lowered his head guiltily.

"But the president can only be elected by one person, so in the end we have to choose between Song Zhaolan and Yu Tingfeng, and then we will test your management ability. I will send you some daily work materials of the student union and give you a week. Zhou is still here, everyone here, including the current members of the student union, has the right to vote."

After the meeting ended, Geng Yiming didn't feel any sadness about losing the election. Instead, he happily murmured to Song Zhaolan: "Don't worry, Boss Song, I'll vote with you, and I'll help you with the others!"

Song Zhaolan was about to speak, when he suddenly felt someone poke him in the back, and he said calmly, "Go back to the classroom first."

Geng Yiming: "Okay."

Song Zhaolan was a few steps behind, looked back at Yu Tingfeng who turned and left in another direction, thought for a while, and followed up.

There are few students in this building, and the two came to the corner of the corridor one after the other. Yu Tingfeng handed him a red bean cake: "You try this."

Song Zhaolan took two bites: "It's delicious."

Yu Tingfeng raised his eyebrows triumphantly.

"Why is the one in the morning so unpalatable?" Song Zhaolan asked sincerely.

The corners of Yu Tingfeng's mouth twitched slightly: "The morning food is hard to eat?"

Song Zhaolan nodded: "Is it because it expired?"

The veins on Yu Tingfeng's forehead twitched, and he grabbed his collar: "Can you talk, you heartless thing, be careful, I will take care of you."

Song Zhaolan calmly stuffed the red bean cake into his mouth, and said vaguely and expectantly, "Come."

"Ahem." A cough came from the side.

The two looked over at the same time, only to see Liu Yun covering his forehead, blocking his sight, passing by as if nothing had happened: "This is the school, pay attention to the occasion." After finishing speaking, he left.

Yu Tingfeng stared at the direction where he left, and asked, "What does he mean?"

Song Zhaolan: "Let's not fight in school?"

"Why don't I feel like it..."

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Liu Yun: Openly showing affection, it's time to fight!