My Past Life Exposure Shocked the Whole Internet Chapter 43

Chapter 43 Two lunatics, Lou and Ren, both 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 the news got out, No. 1 Middle School's reputation would plummet.

Although the real culprit was caught and brought to justice yesterday thanks to the surveillance provided by Ye Banglan, the principal of No. 1 Middle School still does not want No. 1 Middle School to have anything to do with Ye Banglan anymore.

 How can a person who dropped out of school and entered the modeling world and then worked as a stuntman have the heart to learn?

 He saw her coming to psychological counseling for other reasons!

"Okay, let's turn the tide at night, right?" The leader of the psychological team nodded, "Do you have anything else you need help with?"

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

“No. 3?” The leader of the psychological team was stunned, “You mean—”

"Let him tear it down immediately." The principal of No. 1 Middle School didn't want to hear any more, so he turned around and left.

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

As long as Rong Yuan can stay in No. 1, let alone installing a monitor, even if a bed is needed, he will definitely move it here.

Su Xueqing secretly looked at her deskmate while taking out the books for the next class.

Being caught by the person involved, Su Xueqing hurriedly looked away. In order to cover up her embarrassment, she asked: "They say Shi Huasheng is a Tiankeng group, why did you choose Shi Huasheng?"

 The surname Rong has too much meaning and cannot be compared to ordinary people.

 Only in his dream did he save China and protect the lives of hundreds of millions of people.

“Using history as a mirror, we can understand the ups and downs, and using people as a mirror, we can understand gains and losses.” Ye Banlan put his hand on his chin and smiled slightly, “Study history, learn lessons, and summarize mistakes, so that I can make progress.”

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

Ye turned the tide and smiled: "What a coincidence, I am also a madman."

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

The history teacher was very excited when he spoke, but the students in the class were all drowsy after listening to it.

"Thank you, but no need." Ye turned around and said, "I'm safe on my own."

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

 The princes of the four directions will not die, the six major sects will not die, and the Ning Dynasty will not be destroyed.

 “Young Master! Young Master!”

 She never gets tired of reading history.

Ye Puanlan listened attentively, even though the classes for her sophomore year of high school were a piece of cake for her.

 Because after waking up from a three-hundred-year long sleep, he often heard the sound of wind and rain in the middle of the night, and would always dream several times in his dreams that he had returned to the battlefield of the past, killing enemies invisibly while talking and laughing.

Then, she will fight in person and avenge the country and her family!

“Classmate Ye, you have just arrived, so it's hard to say something 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.”

 Deputy squad leader: “???”

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

As if aware of something, Ye Tuanlan turned around and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Xueqing?"

 The silence lasted until the end of the last class.

"I didn't think so deeply, I just..." Su Xueqing whispered, but still didn't say the next words.

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

 It is other people who are unsafe.

“Student Ye, where do you live?” the deputy monitor stopped her, “I'll send you off. The suburbs are too far away from the city, so it's not safe for a girl to go home.”

She doesn't know who the enemy was that invaded China three hundred years ago and destroyed everything for her.

 “Envy it, we have it, but you don't.”

 Jiangcheng No. 7 Middle School, Class 1, Grade 2

“Students, let's continue reviewing today.” The history teacher knocked on the blackboard, “Look up at the big screen and ask you to memorize again.”

 His name comes from this poem.

“There was a transfer student in the morning class. I was in the opposite class. You didn't see it. His appearance, spirit, and posture are really amazing!”

"Also, her self-introduction is also impressive. She said that her nights are nights where she lies down and listens to the wind and rain. Turning the tide is about turning the tide from falling. What a cultural person. "

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

Fengyuan City is still peaceful with singing and dancing, and the women of Tianyinfang do not need to draw their swords and step onto the battlefield.

Ye Wanlan also stood up, hung his schoolbag on his right shoulder, and walked out unhurriedly.

“Lying late at night and listening 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?”

Suddenly, the east was about to turn white and the sun was rising. After he woke up from his dream, there was only a piece of coldness on his pillow.

 It was time for school to end at six o'clock, and stars were quietly climbing up the sky.

 Crazy people should make friends with crazy people.

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

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

Binghe and Tiema trotted over, only to see Yan Tingfeng staring at one spot, with a strange smile on his lips, gentle and affectionate.

"Young Master, has something interesting happened?" Binghe followed his gaze and saw that the gardenias were blooming there, and he suddenly realized, "This flower is quite beautiful, Young Master, I will buy some flower bubbles." Tea?"

 Iron horse: “…”

 At first glance, this is not the reason!

 What should he 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. The iron horse took two steps back expressionlessly, away from the glacier.

“Binghe.” Yan Tingfeng looked away, still smiling.

 Like a poppy in full bloom, it is beautiful, but dangerous and deadly.

Binghe shivered uncontrollably: "Young Master, I'm here!"

“I like flowers so much, so I'll go to Qunyu Mountain to pick flowers now.” Yan Tingfeng's tone was gentle and nonchalant, “If you haven't picked enough nine hundred and ninety-nine flowers, don't go down the mountain. Do you understand?”

Binghe was stunned: "Huh?"

Yan Tingfeng gave him a neutral look.

Binghe cried: "I was wrong, young master, I will go now!"

 The iron horse breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as he is not jointly punished, even if Binghe picks 10,000 flowers, he will only say "nice job" and then take out his mobile phone to take pictures and send them to Miss Ye.

The smile on Yan Tingfeng's lips disappeared instantly, and his eyebrows turned cold.

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

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

At this time, Yan Tingfeng's ears twitched.

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

 The timing was also coincidental, enough for him to send her home.

Jiangcheng No. 7 Middle School is a full 40-minute drive from Lin's home, and it's slightly faster to take the subway.

When I got home at night, the meal was already ready.

“Wash your hands and eat.” Lin Huaijin asked her to sit down. “How was your campus life today? Did you enjoy getting along with your classmates?”

"Very good." Ye Banglan said, "My deskmate is very nice, good-looking, and smart."

Lin Huaijin nodded: "That's good. I'm afraid you won't be used to it after not going to school for three years. Nothing bad happened today, right?"

　　The night turns and the people ponder.

 Scared the leader of the physics team crazy, does that count?

 It probably doesn't count.

"No." Ye Banlan said calmly, "I'm surprised that Dr. Rong has also transferred to No. 7 Middle School."

"Your psychological counselor?" Lin Huaijin was surprised. "It's really strange. The salary offered to him by No. 1 Middle School should be very high. Why did he end up at No. 7 Middle School?"

Ye Bianlan picked up a chopstick of green vegetables, and the figure of Yan Tingfeng appeared in her mind. She raised her eyebrows: "Maybe she was intimidated."

"You can't say this nonsense in front of other doctors." Lin Huaijin had a headache. "Since he has also gone to No. 7 Middle School, then you should continue to study with him and repair your psychology."

Ye Bianlan nodded casually.

 She will try hard not to let the area become like her.

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

 Psychological consultation room No. 3 was empty, with no one in sight.

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

The leader of the psychological team had a bad premonition 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 have no choice. 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 psychological team's eyes darkened.

 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 leader of the psychology team said with difficulty, "Salary is not a problem, as long as you come back."

“Hey, am I a person who cares about money? I was born for hobbies!” Rong Yu said, “No more, I'm going to treat students, bye.”

 The call was hung up, and the head of the psychological team felt his heart go cold.

 He got up angrily and rushed to the principal's office: "Principal, why didn't you tell me that a psychological counselor resigned?"

"You said the person in charge of Consulting Room No. 3?" the principal of No. 1 Middle School said calmly, "He resigned. He resigned on the phone. If someone resigns, he will recruit a new person. What is there to say?"

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

"Seventh Middle School?" The principal of No.1 Middle School frowned, "The admission rate is getting lower year by year. If you go to No.7 Middle School, you are not a long-term talent."

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

"Last name?"

 “His, surname, appearance!”

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

 The principal of No. 1 Middle School still didn't know why and felt that he was offended. He asked coldly: "What's wrong with the surname Rong?"

The person in charge of the psychology team finally shouted angrily: “Rong Jingqiu's surname is also Rong!”

Rong Jingqiu, the head of the Rong family in Yunjing.

　　Good morning~ It's another day to ask for votes for Sister Lan

Brother Yan: Self-guided strategy...

A book is a world. I really like to write about cute supporting characters. In fact, I have always firmly believed that I am a writer of short stories.

The King of Qin is a title, just like the King of Yan and the King of Chu. The King of Qin's surname is not Qin, her surname is Hua. It's a very beautiful surname. She can defeat a hundred queens.

 (End of this chapter)

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