As soon as February comes, the winter cold is gone, but the spring cold is not withstanding.
Without the bone-chilling spring cold, the youthful throbbing of the students could not be suppressed. The warm cotton clothes seemed to be taken off by the energetic students impatiently overnight, and they put on neat spring clothes, looking heroic.
It happened to be the weekend, and activities organized by various clubs on campus were actively carried out.
Su Chunfeng wore a gray-blue autumn outfit, a black and red cotton casual cardigan, light-colored slim jeans, and a pair of white-soled and dark-blue sneakers, walking leisurely on the campus of Peking University. In the past,
The short hair does not look so youthful, but also has a style that is ahead of the fashion trend.
Nowadays, all the roommates in the dormitory have joined at least two or three clubs. Diao Xiang has joined five clubs. The one that interests him the most is a club called "Red Star Network Alliance". They are all members who are passionate about
Students of computer technology and programming, and in this era when network informatization began to take off, as students of Peking University, they quickly grew into masters of computer technology.
Su Chunfeng, who never liked liveliness, only joined one "English Corner" club. Xiao Qian, who originally formed the English Corner club, actively invited him to join.
At nine o'clock this morning, Su Chunfeng had to go to the May Fourth Stadium to watch a basketball game.
This is a fraternity game that was officially organized by the school and the student basketball team of a certain American university was invited to participate - it is actually a way and a wedge for friendly exchanges between the two countries and two schools. In the current social environment
Next, it is inevitable that there are national political factors involved, but fortunately it is not so serious.
The English Corner Club secured some volunteer spots for the friendly exchange group hosting foreign college students. Xiao Qian immediately contacted Su Chunfeng and asked him to join the volunteer team. This is a rare opportunity to participate in such activities.
And becoming a volunteer can not only improve one's English communication skills, but also add credits. Su Chunfeng originally wanted to decline, but after thinking about the fact that there are so many members of the English Corner Club, it is impossible to allocate the quota to every member.
To put it bluntly, Xiao Qian was helping Su Chunfeng out of kindness for personal gain. If he declined again, it would be a bit unkind and disrespectful.
Moreover, Xiao Qian knew Su Chunfeng's temperament, so she specifically told him that all the tasks that required volunteers had been arranged. He only needed people to go and get the credits without doing any work.
There is such a good thing...
Su Chunfeng agreed without hesitation.
When he walked to the entrance of the stadium, Su Chunfeng happened to see Zongmeng walking over from a short distance away, so he smiled and waved. When Zongmeng walked in front of him, he said politely: "Senior, are you here to watch the game?"
"Um."
"I didn't see it, but you also like these things." Su Chunfeng smiled and joked softly: "I thought you had no other hobbies besides practicing magic and forcing yourself to learn."
Zongmeng kept her face straight as usual and said coldly: "There are warlocks among the foreign student groups having friendly exchanges this time, so I'm here."
"You are quite well informed." Su Chunfeng was a little stunned.
"Only you know?"
"I have no idea."
"Oh." Zongmeng chose to believe Su Chunfeng without any doubt. The two walked side by side inside, and Zongmeng whispered: "It seems that Luo Tonghua is very prejudiced against you because of what happened at the end of last year, so this
He didn't inform you or Shan Zhenzhen about the incident, but instead told me and Qu Feiyan."
"No way." Su Chunfeng spread his hands, not really minding this.
He knew that Luo Tonghua was not being mean-spirited to hold grudges against him, but after the turmoil that had occurred at the end of last year, anyone who sat in Luo Tonghua's seat would not be able to tolerate Su Chunfeng continuing to be the president of the Beijing University Student Warlocks Association.
Zhen Zhen is no longer suitable to be the vice president. The reason is very simple. At the end of last year, Shan Zhen Zhen, as the vice president, publicly expressed his support for Su Chunfeng at the meeting and defeated Luo Tonghua.
What Luo Tonghua has to do now is to weaken little by little the reputation Su Chunfeng, the president, has accumulated in the Peking University Student Warlocks Association due to last year's incident, and to push his attitude and ideas into the hearts of every student warlock without haste.
If President Su Chunfeng is forcibly removed from his position now, I am afraid that it will cause a backlash from the student warlocks. After all, Su Chunfeng dared to resist Luo Tonghua's attitude last year, but he was pretending to be a big banner for the entire Qimen Jianghu. And slowly let it go.
The student sorcerers of Peking University feel and accept that if Su Chunfeng is not going to be the president for much longer, it will be natural for them to appoint a new president in the second half of the year. After all, not all of the student sorcerers of Peking University are like this.
I am willing to support Su Chunfeng - he doesn't have such a high prestige yet.
The two of them chose a secluded corner above the stands to sit down. Zong Meng suddenly said, "The night before yesterday, I had a duel with Bai Xingyong."
"Oh?" Su Chunfeng became interested and asked with a smile: "What's the result?"
"Tie..." When Zongmeng said these two words, his tone was longer, and his expression rarely looked less confident.
Su Chunfeng said: "Just you two?"
"Um."
Su Chunfeng nodded, without breaking the casserole out of curiosity to ask the question.
Zongmeng couldn't help but said: "Actually, in a fair fight, I am not Bai Xingyong's opponent, but if it is a life and death fight, Bai Xingyong will definitely be killed by me."
"I can think of it." Su Chunfeng said with a smile.
Zongmeng choked and fell silent.
There are more and more students around the basketball court. Volunteers from the English Corner Club have already appeared there. With their arrival, some tall and burly students from the Peking University basketball team also entered the court one after another. Between the coach and
The instructor arranged for them to come to their rest area for warm-up exercises and pre-game tactical discussions.
After a while, more than 20 young college students from the United States, led by the team leader and translators, entered the stadium, including blacks and whites, all of whom were strong, tall, and tall.
Su Chunfeng squinted his eyes and looked lazily at the foreign students.
With his state of mind and cultivation, he easily discovered that the warlock in the foreign university basketball team students was as strong as an iron tower. He was a white man about 1.85 meters tall, with a high nose and deep eye sockets, and light yellow eyes.
The student has short blond curly hair and looks in his twenties. He should not be a basketball player. Not only is his height different from other students who are obviously basketball players, he is not wearing sneakers or sports clothes.
Instead, he was wearing a crisp suit, a white shirt underneath, a blue plaid striped tie, and a pair of shiny black leather shoes.
Doesn't this look like a basketball game?
But this guy is really good-looking, handsome and handsome. Although his height and physique are not as good as those of basketball players, he is 1.85 meters tall, has a strong and tall figure, and is well-dressed, making him look full of style.
Many girls who came to watch the game around the basketball court were all attracted by this guy. Some girls even looked crazy and joked with their friends while paying attention to the handsome foreign boy.
The content is obviously something...
Zongmeng turned her head and asked softly: "Which one is it?"
"The most stylish guy." Su Chunfeng raised his chin.
"How is your cultivation?" Zongmeng asked again.
Su Chunfeng pretended to think for a few seconds and said: "This guy is new to the Qi Refining Realm. He has extraordinary qualifications and should have some background. It can be seen that the circle of foreign magicians cannot be underestimated."
"How do you know that he has entered the Qi Refining Realm for the first time?" Zongmeng asked with some doubts. No wonder he asked this question. Su Chunfeng just killed Wan Liansheng last year, or was fighting with Wan Liansheng.
During the life-and-death battle, he broke through the shackles and entered the realm of Qi refining. If his own cultivation realm was not a level higher than that of his opponent, how could Su Chunfeng easily see the opponent's cultivation realm?
Su Chunfeng smiled and said: "Don't fight me. Haha, the warlock aura exuding from that international friend is not hidden at all. You and I can both detect it. But although I can't see through the other person's cultivation level, the other person's warlock aura is not hidden at all."
It didn't give me the slightest sense of oppression. As warlocks, we trust our personal intuition the most. From this, I inferred that the other party's cultivation level can only be comparable to ours."
Zongmeng thought for a moment and said, "Have you always been so petty and sensitive, thinking too much?"
"No." Su Chunfeng said with a relaxed and casual expression: "I am just doing my duty. Although Luo Tonghua did not tell me or ask me to come this time to face the international friends of the warlock circle, as the hosts, we should do something or
Pay attention to something, but after all, I am still the president of the Beijing University Student Warlock Association, so I can’t really live in a corpse position, wouldn’t that disappoint you too?”
Zong Meng, who had extra trust in Su Chun's style, didn't believe the nonsense he said at all, but he didn't question it. He looked at more and more students in the stadium, and saw many nearby students coming to them, and then
They all kept some distance from the two of them as if they were avoiding ghosts.
Su Chunfeng chuckled and said: "It's time to change your frosty expression that hasn't changed for thousands of years. You are not a cold beauty that can be admired by men. You seem to have a grudge against everyone. How can this be done?"
Zongmeng lowered his head slightly and said slightly abruptly: "I rarely want to chat and share anything with others. You are an exception. I treat you as a friend... But just now I wanted to tell you about my battle with Bai Xingyong.
process, and explain to you why I am so confident that I can kill Bai Xingyong in a life-and-death battle, but I was blocked by you saying 'I can think of it', this feeling is very bad."
Su Chunfeng couldn't help but smile, and said repeatedly: "Sorry, sorry, it's my fault."
Zongmeng didn't look embarrassed at all, and said calmly: "Bai Xingyong's state of mind should be higher than mine, and his skills are equally matched, but his willpower and determination to win are not as good as mine, so at the last moment of the battle,
, he was about to win, and when I was about to make a last-ditch effort, he gave up and admitted defeat."
"If he doesn't give up, will you fight tooth and nail?"
Zongmeng thought for a while and said: "No, but I will definitely go all out and not hesitate to get hurt."
"No wonder." Su Chunfeng patted Zongmeng's shoulder and said, "Bai Xingyong's loss was not unfair at all. You deserved to win. There is nothing to be embarrassed about. You don't have to blame yourself."
Zong Meng has no words.
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