The devil respects the generation guide, and my sentinel loves brainstorming.

Mr. Liu kept Xiaobai by his side and saw him talking to Ding Xiang and Wu Meng three times a day.

The old man then proposed that Ding Xiang and Wu Meng could be transferred to Imperial Sentinel Academy to study.

"Wow! Long live grandpa!"

Xiaobai happily told Wu Meng and Ding Xiang the news.

Ding Xiang: "I will go if your mother goes."

Wu Meng was actually a little hesitant. The imperial capital was expensive, and he didn't have many acquaintances when he transferred to another school.

Xiaobai opened his eyes, and Mr. Liu said: "I can transfer you to Yu Weining's class. You have many acquaintances, and I will pay for all your expenses in the imperial capital."

It just so happened that Liu Nan, the head teacher of Yu Weining's class, was a branch of the Liu family and frequented each other.

Wu Meng and Ding Xiang looked at each other: "We can work-study for the expenses."

Xiaobai: "Grandpa is so poor that he only has money. Spend more and you will become rich. There is no need to save money for him."

These words were what Mr. Liu said when he coaxed Xiaobai to spend money.

At first glance, it doesn’t make sense.

If you think about it carefully, it is contradictory.

Mr. Liu laughed "haha": "Yes, don't worry, just transfer here first and then we'll talk about the rest. How about it?"

"Then I'll trouble Grandpa Liu."

Wu Meng really wanted to go to Yu Weining's class. There were many good students in their class.

Mr. Liu worked quickly, and a week later, the two of them transferred to the Imperial Sentinel Academy.

On the first day of class, Liu Nan led two people into the classroom.

Wu Meng waved to the three people sitting in the bottom row.

After the two introduced themselves, Liu Nan left, and the teacher of this class began to teach officially.

Wu Meng and Ding Xiang sat in the last row. After all, it was the first class of the new class and they had to keep a low profile.

So they chose the most primitive way of communication: passing small notes.

Wu Meng: [Are you surprised or surprised? 】

Zhou Ding: [Unexpected, not surprising. 】

Luo Kun: [Welcome. 】

Wang Wangcai: [Come here. 】

Ding Xiang: [Why does your class teacher still have orchid fingers? 】

Luo Kun: [Don’t look at his mother, he is actually very strong. 】

Zhou Ding: [Have your dormitories been arranged? 】

Wu Meng: [In Building A 102. 】

Zhou Ding: [Next door to us, we are 101! 】

Wu Meng's smile suddenly became ambiguous. This room number is really good.

A piece of paper is passed from one end to the other, and then from one end to the other.

The teacher couldn't bear it and said: "The last five! Go to the playground and jump ten times!"

Luo Kun, Zhou Ding, and Wang Wangcai walked out with their pockets in their pockets as usual.

Wu Meng and Ding Xiang quickly followed.

Zhou Ding moved his hands and feet: "Jump slowly, the next class is still his, let's just skip to the end of the next class and go to dinner."

Wu Meng put his hands behind his back and danced: "You don't like taking his class?"

Luo Kun: "Our class turned out to be a gathering place for poor students. He particularly looked down on us and wanted to be transferred to another class to teach."

After Yu Weining came and took them to win the prize, the teacher didn't mention that he wanted to be transferred.

I often talk about "in the xx college student league, several of my students were among the top 20".

Zhou Ding let out a loud "hum": "The credit for us being able to put mud on the wall belongs to Teacher Yu. Yu Laosi didn't say anything, but he was good at dumping garbage."

Wu Meng: "To be precise, the credit belongs to Teacher Yu and Ning Zhiyuan."

The only man in the history of the college league to make the finals sloppy due to his strength.

Zhou Ding suggested: "After dancing these ten laps, go and play with Ning Zhiyuan. There are no classes in the afternoon anyway."

After the five people danced ten laps, there were still twenty minutes before get out of class ended. The two transfer students skipped class directly under the leadership of the three veterans.

The bus stopped at the entrance of the Guide Academy. Wu Meng asked, "Has anyone sent a message to Ning Zhiyuan?"

Don't ask, just ask and you won't find it.

The five people stood at the school gate and looked at each other.

Zhou Ding: "Send it now."

Luo Kun: "No, I saw him."

As soon as Ning Zhiyuan left the school, he saw an acquaintance: "Hey, come to team building?"

Five gay guys went to guide academy and couldn't think of anything else to do besides team building.

Zhou Ding: "I came to play with you. Wu Meng and Zhou Ding have transferred to our class."

"Oh." Ning Zhiyuan looked at the man walking over and invited him enthusiastically: "Yu Laosi, let's go play together."

Yu Weining's eyes were barely separated and he glanced at five people in one second.

"it is good."

Zhou Ding touched his scalp and felt a little bit cold.

Wu Meng shrank his neck. It was broad daylight. How could he have the illusion of disturbing Yu Weining's good deeds?

It's not an illusion.

There will be no classes tomorrow on Saturday, and there will be no classes on Friday afternoon. As usual, we can start our night activities after lunch.

This activity usually lasts until Sunday morning, allowing Ning Zhiyuan to take a break.

Ning Zhiyuan got into the car easily and clicked on the center console. The space behind changed, and the one row of seats became two rows of seats.

Sitting in the back, Wu Meng looked left and right, formed a small group, and sent a message quietly: [I feel that the atmosphere is not right. 】

Ding Xiang: [The point is that Teacher Yu seems too indifferent. 】

Luo Kun: [Could it be that...]

Wang Wangcai: [It should be. 】

Zhou Ding: [I also think he is too resentful at work. 】

Several other people looked at Zhou Ding in unison. What kind of brain circuit did he need to get to this place?

Ning Zhiyuan chose a resort in the suburbs as a place to eat.

And the owner of this villa belongs to the third prince~

When the message he sent in group arrived at the villa, someone had already arrived first.

The third prince waved and said to Yu Weining: "This person of yours sent me a message and told me to treat me to a meal, treat me to a meal in my place, and ask me to pay the bill."

Yu Weining held Ning Zhiyuan's hand and said, "Thank you, third brother."

Third Prince: ...I’m not asking you to thank me

"Weining, you have turned into a thief. This third brother sounds a bit cheap."

"Not cheap, not cheap."

Ning Zhiyuan said with a smile: "It can be paid for a meal. I heard that there are many games in the villa, so we will stay here tonight."

Yu Weining naturally knew Ning Zhiyuan's little thoughts, so he took the opportunity to stay in the villa on the weekend. It was hard for many friends to stay in the room all the time.

The problem is not big.

After a while, Sun Hui also came: "Ning Zhiyuan asked for a treat, but I came without even talking about business. I never thought that I would be able to eat the meal he invited me in this life."

Third Prince: "He treated me to a treat, but I was the one who paid the bill."

Sun Hui: "Hahaha, it's something he can do."

The third prince looked sideways at Ning Zhiyuan: "How many people did you invite?"

Ning Zhiyuan: "Not too much, not too much. There are a lot of things that are said to be unavailable. Don't worry, third brother, I won't be able to defeat you."

After entering the villa, Wu Meng and other five people, who were unfamiliar with the place, followed Ning Zhiyuan closely.

Yu Weining moved his fingers, wanting to throw all five people out.

Zhou Ding put his head around and said, "I feel a murderous aura."

Luo Kun pulled Zhou Ding to his left. Feeling the murderous aura and being so close to Ning Zhiyuan, he was careful when Yu Weining pulled you out to demonstrate (sandbag) during the fighting class.

After eating, Ning Zhiyuan took people to leisure and entertainment, and chose the most paddling activity: fishing.

Just close your eyes and lean on the chair, just place the fishing rod there, and it will automatically lift the rod when the fish takes the bait.

Yu Weining brought fruits and drinks and placed them on a small table nearby.

Ning Zhiyuan closed his eyes and accurately photographed Yu Weining's arm: "Yu Laosi is so virtuous~"

Yu Weining smiled: "If you want to eat anything else, just tell me."

Ning Zhiyuan: "Okay~"

After lying there for a while, with the sun shining warmly, Ning Zhiyuan gradually fell asleep.

Yu Weining looked at the five people who were fishing boredly and made a gesture to follow me.

He took the five people to the holographic game area: "Play whatever you want."

Before he could finish his words, the five people had already rushed towards the game area with "ouch".

Later, Yu Weining found the third prince: "Third brother, help me keep an eye on these five people. When will they want to go back? Please send someone to send them back."

The third prince was a little surprised: "What, you want to leave? Didn't Ning Zhiyuan say that he wanted to spend the weekend here?"

Yu Weining did not answer directly: "Third brother, you are still young, there are some things you don't understand."

The third prince's eyes widened. You called me brother and you actually called me young?

He sent a message to Qi Shun to complain about this matter.

Qi Shun: [I’m sad that you didn’t call me when you were on vacation. 】

Third Prince: [You said you were going to make your father angry today. 】

Qi Shun: [I’m done with my anger. He’s throwing things at home now. He’s probably going to marry his seventh wife. I’m here to find you now. 】

Third Prince: [Although I’m not too kind, I’ve prepared wine, and you remember to bring a story. 】

While Sun Hui was smoking a cigarette, the third prince was the only one who had dinner with him today.

"Where is Yu Weining?"

Third Prince: "I don't know. He asked me to help take care of those five students."

Sun Hui understood: "What a thief."

When Ning Zhiyuan woke up, he found himself soaking in a hot spring.

"Hey, third brother's villa also has hot springs?"

Yu Weining casually picked up a grape from the tray floating on the water, squeezed out the flesh and handed it to Ning Zhiyuan: "This is another hot spring resort."

Ning Zhiyuan looked around.

Very good, it’s a private soup.

Run!

Yu Weining's strong arms hugged Ning Zhiyuan's waist and asked hoarsely: "Baby, where do you want to go?"