Halfway through the car, Yang Yifeng got off at the gate of Donghai University, although Chen Dahai tried his best to invite Yang Yifeng to go out to drink some flower wine, but Yang Yifeng was pushed away with the bad excuse that there would be classes tomorrow, but obviously Chen Dahai was still a little unwilling. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"That's it, Brother Yang, you and I have met once, even if it's fate, the children under the suspension bridge, I will help you settle them, this is my business card, if you encounter any troubles in Donghai City in the future, Chen will never give up!"

As he spoke, Chen Dahai reached into his arms and took out a business card.

"Okay, then I'll bother Brother Chen!" Yang Yifeng smiled and took the business card in his hand, and then put it in his pocket.

"Okay, then I won't bother Brother Yang, Brother Yang, we'll have a meeting later!" Chen Dahai smiled, rolled up the window, and then the car drove into the distance.

When the car had disappeared from sight, Yang Yifeng took out the business card and looked at it, and there was information about the teahouse written on it, and Chen Dahai's name was also slightly changed, probably because he had a black background, but this was useless to Yang Yifeng.

With a flick of his fingers, the business card flew into the trash can, and Yang Yifeng took steps, humming a small tune and walking towards the school step by step.

For him, in this Donghai City, it is really difficult for him to find Chen Dahai for help, so this business card is dispensable for Yang Yifeng.

What he is thinking about now is how to settle the children who live under the suspension bridge, but since Chen Dahai has taken over this matter, Yang Yifeng doesn't have to take action, anyway, in his opinion, with today's matter, Chen Dahai doesn't dare to make any small moves behind his back.

And.

Yang Yifeng can also see that Chen Dahai also really wants to help those children with miserable backgrounds, which Yang Yifeng appreciates.

Compared with Zhang Chusheng, this Chen Dahai is undoubtedly a person who can be friends.

Back in the dormitory, Yang Yifeng glanced at Ye Zitong's side, and after not finding anything wrong, he was ready to rest.

In the past few days, Yang Yifeng has been busy before and after, and he has to practice again at night, it can be said that he is tired enough, tonight, he does not plan to cultivate again, but Meimei took a hot bath, and then lay on his bed and slept peacefully.

When the first rays of sunlight shone down in the morning, Yang Yifeng was already dressed and ready to go out for breakfast.

Because Zhang Muxue has prepared for him the identity of an auditor, Yang Yifeng is not only a little security guard in the school's women's dormitory now, but also takes classes with Ye Zitong and others in his spare time, after all, he always stays in the dormitory, which is quite boring for Yang Yifeng.

Morning classes focus on anatomy and professional English.

The course of anatomy is simply too pediatric for Yang Yifeng, who is proficient in the way of killing, and the content explained by You Liyi, in Yang Yifeng's view, is just the surface of anatomy, and it can even be said that Yang Yifeng's attainments in anatomy are far above You Liyi.

This is only to teach the various organs and pathologies of the human body, but Yang Yifeng is learning how to put people to death, or how to artistically put people to death.

Of course, this kind of thing can't be moved to the university classroom, otherwise it won't be arrested by the police?

The class ended quickly, and seeing that it was time for lunch, Yang Yifeng went to the cafeteria gracefully.

There are a total of four canteens in Tunghai University, which are located near the four school gates, east, west, north and south, and the nine teaching buildings where Yang Yifeng is located are relatively close to the south gate, so he decided to go to the south canteen for lunch.

Yang Yifeng bought a fried cake and began to eat it slowly and leisurely, although Yang Yifeng himself has excellent cooking skills, but for eating, he does not have any pickiness, the minimum requirement is to be able to swallow, this is enough, after all, when Yang Yifeng was on a mission in the early years, even grass roots and dead mice could be eaten in the wild, in that environment, if you can't eat your stomach, it is difficult to live.

Because of this, even though Yang Yifeng now has enough money in his hands to eat for several lifetimes, he still adheres to the style of hard work and simplicity, and has not developed the habit of spending money lavishly.

Because the south canteen tastes better, it is also the most popular place in Tunghai University, and there are many students who come and go.

His eating appearance is very elegant, although there is only a plate of fried cakes for only six yuan in front of him, but under Yang Yifeng's posture, it is as if he is tasting the most authentic pasta.

"Well, look at that man, isn't that the violin king, why is he still dressed in such tatters?"

"Who knows, maybe people have this kind of fetish, right?"

"Or is it poor! No matter how well he plays the violin, he has no money, he is still a **silk, just a **silk who can play the violin!"

"Hahaha!"

At this time, there were many discordant sounds in the cafeteria, these sounds were buzzing in Yang Yifeng's ears like flies, but he didn't seem to hear them at all, and all his attention was focused on the plate of fried cakes in front of him.

It's as if nothing in this world is more important than the plate of fried cakes in front of him after he finishes eating!

"Look at that guy's cold appearance, it's just a plate of fried cakes, and he eats so carefully, so seriously, what is he doing, does he think he's eating pasta?"

"It's really funny, you see, he also stuffed the fried cakes around the plate into his mouth one by one, he is really poor!"

The surrounding sounds were still noisy, but Yang Yifeng didn't care at all, but finished eating his fried cakes by himself, sent the plate to the tableware, and then put it in his pocket and prepared to go back.

But at this time, when Yang Yifeng came to the gate of the canteen, he suddenly heard a noisy sound coming from a distance, and when he looked around, he saw that a large group of people had gathered at the door in front of him, and the exit of the south canteen was blocked.

", Lao Tzu is eating, why is the dinosaur at level 13 also here?

"That's it, I feel sick to my stomach when I see her! Why is this person so shameless, I don't know how ugly he looks, and he comes out to scare people!"

"It's just, haven't you heard the phrase 'it's not your fault to be ugly, but it's your fault to come out and scare people', in my opinion, this person has a problem with his brain!"

At this moment, all kinds of voices of disdain and disgust kept coming from Yang Yifeng's side, like a huge fly hovering over the South Canteen flapping its wings, that feeling, not to mention how disgusting it was.