Behind the classroom, Zhang Yifeng seemed to have not heard what He Yajiao said, turned around and left the classroom and went straight to the dormitory.

"Ahhhh, Zhang Yifeng, you annoying!"

He Ya was so coquettish that she kept stomping her feet.

...

In the dormitory, after the body tempering just now, Zhang Yifeng obviously felt that his body was stronger. It seems that the theory of the old senior's spiritual energy body tempering is indeed correct.

That afternoon, Zhang Yifeng kept using spiritual energy to temper his body in the dormitory.

He was sweating all over, and even a thunderous sound appeared in his body, but only he could hear this sound.

Now Zhang Yifeng is in pain and happy!

"I almost forgot the time, it's time to call Ye Zhimei."

I don’t know how long it took, but Zhang Yifeng stopped tempering his body, took out his phone number, and dialed Ye Zhimei’s phone number.

At this time, the girls' dormitory.

Ye Zhimei has been back to the dormitory for a long time. Her mood was complicated this day. Zhang Yifeng said she understood her thoughts, but did he really understand? Will he understand it wrong?

Take a step back and say, even if he really understands his mind, how can he help him? Now Zhang Yifeng is no longer the powerful second-generation rich man who was in power. He is just a pauper, and even a hundred yuan has to ask him about the pauper he borrowed. Can he really help him?

"Ye Zhimei, you are really a fool. You actually believe that Zhang Yifeng can help him. In that kind of occasion, it is a good thing that he will not be teased by others. Or, he is just talking about it, just to cheat me of the hundred dollars."

"It's such a fool to talk about it, but you take it seriously."

Ye Zhimei looked at the time and it was already half past five, so Zhang Yifeng would definitely not come.

I am really stupid. I actually have a glimmer of hope for people like Zhang Yifeng, and I actually think people like Zhang Yifeng are their life-saving straw. It's ridiculous, really ridiculous.

"Forget it, go by yourself. This is my life and I can't change it."

Ye Zhimei sighed and then left the university.

Soon, Ye Zhimei arrived at the university gate. Just as she was about to take a taxi home, the phone rang. She thought it was her father who called it, but when she saw the call number, she realized it was an unfamiliar number.

At that moment, she guessed that this might have been called by Zhang Yifeng.

Sure enough, after the phone was connected, Zhang Yifeng's apology voice came from the other side: "It's me, Zhang Yifeng. I'm sorry, I took a shower just now and delayed the time. Where are you? Do you want me to pick you up?"

Ye Zhimei heard Zhang Yifeng's voice, for some reason, but her wandering heart became quieter: "I'm at the main entrance of the school."

"Okay, you're waiting for me there for a few minutes. I'll be here soon."

"Well, I'll call a taxi first. Drive to the side of the road and wait for you so that my classmates won't see us together and gossip about it."

"Can."

"Lottery plate number xxxx."

Ye Zhimei told Zhang Yifeng the car license plate number, then got on the taxi, asked the car to rent a car to a point in front, and then stopped to wait for Zhang Yifeng.

Four minutes later, Zhang Yifeng appeared at the entrance of the university.

As soon as he came out, Zhang Yifeng met Ning Xiangyi and was about to say hello, Director Xin drove a car to Teacher Ning in the BMW 7th Department.

He held a rose in his hand and wanted to give it to Ning Xiangyi, but Ning Xiangyi didn't answer it, but he still got on Director Xin's car door.

Seeing this scene, many students exclaimed.

"No, the goddess teacher really got into Teacher Xin's car!"

"I can't believe my eyes. Is Goddess Teacher Ning also a philander? Director Xin is a divorced man and has a child."

"Wuwuwu, this world is so realistic. The goddess has been played with by the rich. I have decided that I want to become a rich man and sleep with the goddess in the future! From now on, I will study hard and work hard!"

Many students were very upset.

Even Zhang Yifeng frowned, but he was not sad and angry, but he saw the sadness and helplessness in the corners of Ning Xiangyi's eyes.

Teacher Ning, there is a story.

But who in this world has no story? Even if Zhang Yifeng wants to help, it is not now, and there is still something going on now.

Shaking his head, Zhang Yifeng went to the taxi parked by the roadside, opened the back seat door and got on the bus directly.

"Well, Zhang Yifeng, are you planning to wear this kind of thing to attend a banquet?"

As soon as he got into the car, Ye Zhimei's frowning sound came.

"What? What's the problem."

Zhang Yifeng looked at his clothes. Although they were colorful, there was no problem.

Ye Zhimei was speechless and sighed, "Master, go to the garden market first."

Zhang Yifeng thought Ye Zhimei's home lived in the garden market and didn't care much, but when he arrived at the garden market, he found that this was a very large affordable wholesale market, including pots, pans, and daily necessities.

"What are you doing here?" Zhang Yifeng asked.

"Buy you a piece of clothing. How can I wear this at a banquet?"

Zhang Yifeng looked at his clothes and said, "Although it's a little more colorful, I think it's okay, otherwise I'll buy a T-shirt here."

Although Zhang Yifeng doesn’t like colorful clothes, there is one thing that is similar to Zhang Yifeng before, that is casual! Who said that formal clothes must be worn at banquets? The most important thing is that Zhang Yifeng thinks that his money can only buy a T-shirt worth more than ten or twenty yuan!

After listening to Zhang Yifeng's words, Ye Zhimei was so amused and laughed. She wore a T-shirt to attend a party in the upper class? You are here to make fun of it.

"Don't, I'll buy you one."

"Well, since it's your help, let's listen to you."

Zhang Yifeng said this, and his heart was already hurting. Don’t buy something too expensive.

Fortunately, the Garden Market is a counter-attack market. The whole suit here costs more than 100 yuan.

"Okay, I'll change it."

At this moment, Zhang Yifeng walked out of the simple changing room in a small suit.

"this……"

At that moment, Ye Zhimei was stunned.

Zhang Yifeng was wearing a suit and tall figure. He stood there like the most perfect clothes rack.

At this moment, Zhang Yifeng put his right hand in his trouser bag, frowned slightly, looking melancholy and cold, like a prince charming frowning and thinking in a cartoon!

Ye Zhimei has seen many people wearing suits, but this is the first time he has seen people who wear more than 100 yuan suits to an international style! Zhang Yifeng is not tall and not thin, and is a very perfect and well-proportioned type of people. When wearing suits on him, he gives people a kind of suit that is just because of him.
Chapter completed!