I have something to say about the invisible population of schools

If the reappearance of his parents' death aggravated Yang Xiaofeng's deep despair, then the uncertain life and death of Liu Yiyi and Ji Songze in the dream made him understand one thing.

Whether it is despair or fear, it is useless. He needs a strong force to protect these people.

The stronger the better.

Yang Xiaofeng didn't like anyone at the age when he was in love in middle school, but now he thinks that he should like Ji Songze, so he is willing to find a way to help Ji Songze.

So for Yang Xiaofeng, he now wants to protect his family and lover.

For the time being, Yang Xiaofeng didn't think about whether Ji Songze liked him or not, and whether he would accept him as a lover. He felt that it was too early to think about it.

Yang Xiaofeng stuck out his tongue, took out his mobile phone and flipped through the photo album, he was single, and in the photo album were only the contents of the notebook that he had taken in addition to the emoticons.

If he wants to become stronger, all he can rely on at the moment is this notebook.

At most, exercise every day to improve your physical strength.

Yang Xiaofeng didn't take it with him for fear of breaking it and losing it.He thought about it, and decided to make a copy when he went back this week, and take the copy with him later, so he would feel more at ease.

Becoming strong is the top priority.

After thinking this through, Yang Xiaofeng suddenly became enlightened.He is in a very burning mood at the moment. It is an impulse to find Ji Songze to formulate a perfect plan immediately, and an urge to study it all night without sleep.

Of course reason told him that this was inappropriate.

Yang Xiaofeng set the alarm clock, climbed back into bed, and kept telling himself that he should be stronger no matter what.

He closed his eyes, but couldn't fall asleep very much, and lay down in a daze until early morning, when he suddenly remembered that he hadn't brought out the laundry he had done yesterday, he woke up with a jerk, jumped up and got out of bed.

He took a few steps to the laundry room downstairs. There was no one there in the early morning, only a few fat cats meowing at him.

Yang Xiaofeng walked around them slowly, walked into the laundry room, and saw his plastic basin thrown on the ground at a glance.

No one would take away the two ordinary clothes, but someone had already taken them out, crumpled them into a mess, and stuffed them into his basin.

Yang Xiaofeng picked up his coat and smelled it, there was nothing unusual, then he shook it off and looked at it. After one night, the clothes were half dry and wrinkled, just like his mood, helpless, confused, and helpless.

Yang Xiaofeng hugged the clothes, and after returning to the dormitory, he closed the balcony door, lifted the clothes and shook them vigorously a few times, trying to save the wrinkled clothes.

Still in vain.

Yang Xiaofeng looked at the clothes hanging on the clothesline, and comforted himself that the weather is fine today, and they will be dried soon, maybe they won't be visible after they are dried.

It's a big deal to wear it once, and then take it to wash.

Yang Xiaofeng looked at the time and knew that it was unlikely that he would fall asleep. He sat at the table and thought for a while, then gently opened the closet, thinking to himself why the weather had cooled down so quickly, and put on a thick coat over the short sleeves. He took out the washbasin and went out to wash up.

Adhering to the idea that eating breakfast is good for his health, he has always been the first to get up in the dormitory, and today he went out half an hour earlier than usual.

Walking on the road, his right arm was still aching, and there were many dark bruises on the parts of his body covered by clothes, but he didn't care too much.

Compared with last night, the injury is much better, and the pain is not obvious.

No matter how bad he was in the mood last night, he still remembered to ask Liu Yiyi what time to leave the next day, and he had to accompany Liu Yiyi to the classroom.

He thought it would be better not to let Liu Yiyi be alone.

When Yang Xiaofeng walked to the big playground, he obviously felt that there were more people. The campus was very quiet in the early morning, and no students could be seen on the road, but the playground was a different scene.

There are sports students wearing school uniforms training and shouting slogans, there are also students from the sports club jokingly warming up there, and there are also some pretty girls running here, probably to keep in shape.

Seeing him walk in, someone obviously started pointing at him and whispering.Although there were not many people watching the fight yesterday, and Liu Yiyi stopped the photo, but it was spread widely, and there are quite a few people who know about it.

No matter how dead Yang Xiaofeng is in the house, he doesn't never go out, there are always people who know him, and now he is a little famous in school.

He didn't want to be too conspicuous, and he wasn't used to being talked about. He chose a corner with few people to warm up. After moving around, he walked to the starting line and made a preparatory pose, preparing to run and practice endurance.

Run fast, even if you can't fight, you can still run.

"Student, are you interested in coming to our karate club?"

Yang Xiaofeng squatted down with his center of gravity in front, wrapped up his starting position, and was about to run, when someone slapped him on the back suddenly, and he almost fell if he didn't stand still.

"Ouch, I'll go."

Yang Xiaofeng wondered why he always met some strange people recently.

Fortunately, the boy who spoke to him behind him gave him a hand.

"thank you."

Yang Xiaofeng pulled his arms away, took a step back to distance himself, sized up the boy opposite him, and cut his hair by an inch. He was about the same height as him, but looked much stronger than him, with a smile on his face, which was quite attractive to girls. A sporty senior.

"It's all right, classmate, I'm the vice president of the karate club, are you interested in coming to our place?"

Yang Xiaofeng twitched the corners of his mouth, thinking that not everyone who knows how to fight can practice karate.

What's more, in a real fight, the tricks taught in the student association are basically useless, so save your energy.

"No, senior, I have other clubs, and I'm very busy."

"I know, you have signed up for the drama club, right? Our club and the drama club have different activities, so there is no conflict."

Yang Xiaofeng thought that he thought he could fight, and thought for a while before replying: "I have never practiced martial arts, and I have no foundation, so it is not suitable to practice karate."

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just an interest club, and everyone has no foundation." The vice president paused, and added: "We have a lot of girls here. There are not many girls in your engineering school."

"There are still." Yang Xiaofeng chuckled, "And I have a girl."

He felt that he was not lying, his cousin was also a girl.

Seeing that the vice president wanted to say more, Yang Xiaofeng quickly interrupted him: "The karate club is very popular, there will be people who practice well, and I'm not the only one."

After speaking, he took two steps and started running on his own. The vice president still didn't give up, and ran beside him, persuading him to think about it while running.

Yang Xiaofeng really couldn't understand why he had to go by himself, and regretted that he didn't bring a headset.

After running less than two laps, he was out of breath, put his hands on his knees, took two steps, and fell down on the lawn in the middle of the playground.

"You really haven't practiced before," the vice president stood beside him, not even panting, "but it shows that you have talent, you should consider trying it."

Yang Xiaofeng looked up at the sky, not wanting to say a word.

"Just take it as a help. This year, all the new recruits are girls. If there are not a few boys, we will only be able to participate in the women's competition in the city."

I rely on, this is the reason.

Yang Xiaofeng lost all strength, stood up and waved his hands, unable to say a word, looked at the vice president regretfully, turned around and left.

When he went to see Liu Yiyi, he was running hot all over, his coat was casually draped over his shoulders, and he was wearing a short-sleeved shirt.

Liu Yiyi was wearing a gray sportswear, a pair of big black-rimmed glasses, and her hair was tied into a messy ponytail.

"Do you want to go up, um, tidy up your appearance."

Yang Xiaofeng smiled politely yet awkwardly.

"My roommate said that that pervert likes to pester well-dressed girls. Then the more frustratingly I dress, won't he stop bothering me?"

Yang Xiaofeng thought it made sense, but felt that the clothes were too frustrating.

His sister is pretty good-looking, and she doesn't look good dressed like this.

"It's all that person's fault, being short and ugly..." Liu Yiyi was still thinking to herself.

After hearing this, Yang Xiaofeng felt that no matter what he should attack his appearance, he frowned and interrupted her: "Don't say that, he can't decide what he looks like."

Liu Yiyi felt aggrieved, and retorted unconvinced: "I'm so annoyed by him, what's wrong with cursing?"

Yang Xiaofeng wanted to say a few more words, but was interrupted by others.

"Cousin is scared, Xiaofeng, stop talking about her."

"Fuck, fat man. Why are you here? Are you following me or my sister?"

"Why am I following you? I was hungry and came down to buy breakfast. I just saw you, and I wanted to call you."

"Why do I feel that he is still following me? Yiyi, you go this way and stay away from him."

The three of them quarreled for a while, and Yang Xiaofeng began to feel a chill, so he put on his coat casually.

"Xiaofeng, you wear such thick clothes, aren't you hot?"

Seeing that the fat man was only wearing short sleeves, Yang Xiaofeng couldn't help complaining: "You have a lot of flesh, so you don't mind the cold."

"No, I also think you wear too much. Did you get damaged yesterday?"

Yang Xiaofeng saw that Liu Yiyi was only wearing a thin long-sleeved sweatshirt. He couldn't help touching his sweater, and realized that it was because he met a big ghost that could possess him yesterday, so he always felt cold.

Being affected so much, his ability is really not enough.

"Xiaofeng, it's that man, right?"

When he was distracted, the fat man patted his back and pulled him back to reality.

Yang Xiaofeng looked back and saw that it was the boy who was possessed yesterday, hiding behind another dormitory building.

Liu Yiyi grabbed his arm, and he patted her hand to signal her not to be afraid.

"Where's your roommate?"

"They are still sleeping, and I still have to buy breakfast for them."

"Okay then, I'll accompany you."

Yang Xiaofeng narrowed his eyes, glared at the boy, and warned him not to be too messy.

The boy shrank back, still staring at it.

Yang Xiaofeng asked Liu Yiyi to walk in front of him, feeling a little flustered in his heart: I'll see if you can do it again.

All jokes are jokes, self-knowledge is still there, Yang Xiaofeng bit the straw of soy milk, thinking that now he is absolutely no better than the possessed ghost, at most it will be a tie.

The boy and the ghost on him couldn't possibly be afraid of him.

Thinking of the phrase "I'll handle it" that Ji Songze left yesterday, Yang Xiaofeng probably knew it.

Ji Songze should be nearby, this ghost is afraid of Ji Songze, so he dare not do anything wrong.

Thinking about this, Yang Xiaofeng felt relieved, Ji Songze would not go far if this male ghost was not eliminated for a day.

Thinking that Ji Songze was by his side now, he relaxed a lot.

In another sense, I started to get nervous.

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