I have something to say about the invisible population of schools

Sitting in the car, Yang Xiaofeng felt a headache and flustered. He was sweating in the weather of more than ten degrees. No matter how angry Mo Chensha was, he couldn't help but worry when he saw him like this, so he stopped the car to check.

"Where is it uncomfortable? Heart?"

Mo Chensha didn't know what to do for a while, so he subconsciously called 120.

Yang Xiaofeng stopped her, took a breath, felt less uncomfortable, and said, "It's okay, it's okay, let's go."

"Are you really okay?"

"Ah."

Mo Chensha hesitated to restart, looked at Yang Xiaofeng and said, "If you feel uncomfortable, just say, I'll take you to the hospital first."

"It's okay, let's go."

Yang Xiaofeng's condition just now was similar to that after Su Yu touched his forehead just a few days ago, but it came and went quickly, and it was not as serious. Yang Xiaofeng opened the car window and closed his eyes to rest, only feeling a lot of Strange images kept flashing back.

These images do not belong to him. Yang Xiaofeng thought about what happened recently, and thought that they could only be Su Yu's memory.

It seems that she not only gave him psionic power, but also taught him many spells.

Bring some paper money back to see her this week.But she doesn't seem to have entered the underworld yet, so I don't know if she can use it or not.

Yang Xiaofeng leaned on the seat and thought in a daze. Mo Chensha watched him close his eyes, frowning and laughing for a while, thinking that his car was also stained with something, looked left and right a few times, and the car started to shake in fright up.

"Yang Xiaofeng, get up."

Driving to the city is naturally faster than taking the subway. In just over an hour, Mo Chensha has already driven the car near the office building.

Bai Jing's company is not located in a place with the most traffic like He Bin's. Although it can be regarded as the city center, it is obviously not as crowded as People's Square.

Yang Xiaofeng was sleeping soundly, when he was suddenly woken up, his whole body was full of confusion.

"Are you uncomfortable, or just sleepy?"

Mo Chensha looked at Yang Xiaofeng's expression of "who am I and where am I", and suddenly doubted his decision

Yang Xiaofeng patted his cheeks, opened the car window to blow the cold wind, and then he became more awake, waved his hands and said, "It doesn't matter, I'll go right away."

He was just about to open the door, but when he looked around, he saw only McDonald's, Kenda Chicken, and a series of other snack shops. It's less than two o'clock in the afternoon, and there are no people around. Such a place doesn't look like it. The office building looks like a snack street.

"Where is this place? Are you going to kidnap and sell me?" Yang Xiaofeng never believed Mo Chensha, and subconsciously thought he was tricked by Mo Chensha again.

"Sell you? How much are you worth?" Mo Chensha couldn't help but sneered, "I was here last time, and I walked too close to fear that they would recognize it. Cross two streets and see if you see that building over there? gone."

"Oh, well, then I'll guide you."

"I'll wait for you right here. I'll save the number of your phone number. Is half an hour enough?"

"Is what enough?"

"Is it enough for you to go in for half an hour? I don't care what you want to do with her, but I will be in trouble if you are going to die inside."

"Don't curse me to death. It's hard to say how long it will be. I'll send you a WeChat message when the time comes."

"That's fine too."

Yang Xiaofeng threw his schoolbag on the car and got out of the car just like that. Mo Chensha's eyes widened and he pulled him back. Yang Xiaofeng lost his footing and fell back into his seat.

"What are you doing?"

"Is that how you go up?"

"What else? Dressed as a policeman?"

Mo Chensha took out a folder from the side: "I saw on the Internet that they were recruiting interns, so I made up a resume and submitted it. I made an appointment for an interview today. Here is the resume. Take it."

"Okay, thank you then... No, why is it called Wang Xiaoming? It must be fake."

"Does it matter what it's called?"

"Interview clerk assistant, isn't this a handyman?"

"Only those who do odd jobs recruit interns. Alright, go quickly."

Holding the folder, Yang Xiaofeng walked on the road and said to himself, "Why don't you give me some magic cards by the way."

It was probably during working hours, and no one was seen along the way. Yang Xiaofeng walked quickly, and arrived at the Quanquan Building in a short while. After waiting for a long time for the elevator, he arrived at Nianchang Trading Company.

Walking to the door, Yang Xiaofeng thought that it was really a small company, completely different from He Bin's magnificent one-story downtown.

Yang Xiaofeng knocked on the door, and a young man with dyed hair yawned and opened the door for him. Yang Xiaofeng had never had a serious interview, so he handed in his resume: "I'm here for an interview."

The young man frowned and shouted into the room: "Is there anyone here for an interview today?"

"Wait, let me see, there are some, but they will arrive at three o'clock."

"He's coming now, hurry up."

After all, the young man gave him a strange look, then left him standing at the door alone, neither going in nor retreating.

A girl ran out of the room, walked over, looked Yang Xiaofeng up and down, and said, "Come in. You came too early, the boss is still busy."

There are all kinds of sundries in the small office, so be careful when you leave.

Yang Xiaofeng was ushered into a small conference room inside, where cardboard boxes and express boxes were randomly piled up. He nodded casually and said "yes", and the man closed the door and went out.

Seeing that no one paid attention to him, Yang Xiaofeng calmed down and felt his surroundings.

I didn't feel anything.

Neither psionic nor ghostly breath.

Yang Xiaofeng put some more psychic energy to test, and finally found psychic energy on a box of mineral water in the corner of the small meeting room.

He walked over and squatted down to take a look. There was a box of unopened green Chabao mineral water. It was nothing special, but there were a few unopened bottles of mineral water on the side cabinet. At first glance, it was just ordinary mineral water. .

But as soon as the psychic energy was explored, the real body in the mineral water bottle was revealed. What was inside was not water, but white circular light sources.

It's a bit like the appearance of the grievance possessed by Ji Songze before it was subdued.

Yang Xiaofeng intuited that these bottles were not simple, and the white light in the water bottle on the farthest side was particularly active. When Yang Xiaofeng approached, he jumped up and down, as if he wanted to come out.

Yang Xiaofeng just touched the bottle when he heard a female voice behind him: "What are you doing?"

Looking back, it was a woman with heavy makeup.Yang Xiaofeng's heart sank, and he concluded that this was the woman he saw in the dream.

After seeing Yang Xiaofeng's face, the woman's expression seemed to be better, and she walked in with stiletto heels: "Hey, handsome guy, are you here for an interview?"

Yang Xiaofeng was taken aback by the tone, and frowned.

"Don't be nervous, I'm the boss here, my surname is Bai, please call me Sister Bai."

"Hi, Miss Bai."

Yang Xiaofeng sat across from her. Bai Jing saw it, changed seats immediately, sat next to him, and clung to him.

What kind of nerve is this woman.

Yang Xiaofeng slowly released his psychic energy while avoiding her.

Things became more and more strange. Yang Xiaofeng could hardly detect any spiritual power in this woman, but he was sure that this was the culprit who pushed people to fall from the building in the dream.

Why is this Bai Jing so weak?what on earth is it?

Yang Xiaofeng's head was about to boil, and he couldn't figure out the reason.

"Little handsome guy, your arm is pretty good, but you need to practice in other areas. You also need to change the clothes you wear, it's too ugly." Bai Jing saw Yang Xiaofeng lowered his head and looked away, thinking that he was shy, She stretched out her hand and squeezed his arm, teasingly.

Yang Xiaofeng jumped up in fright, and in a hurry, he vomited out what he wanted to ask the most: "What's the relationship between you and He Bin?"

Bai Jing was taken aback for a moment, and distanced herself a bit: "He Bin? Do you know him?"

"Yes, uh, I was introduced by him." Yang Xiaofeng just wanted to round up this sentence quickly.

"It's strange that He Bin introduced you here. Just wait." Bai Jing's face slowly showed a look of vigilance.

Seeing Bai Jing go out and make a phone call, Yang Xiaofeng thought that he also had a bottle of Chabao mineral water in his baggy sweatpants pocket, which he bought at school at noon and had not been opened yet.So he quickly switched the bottle of water on the far side with his own bottle.

While talking on the phone, Bai Jing turned her head to look at him. Yang Xiaofeng realized that she was on the phone with He Bin, and knew something was wrong in her heart, so she had to leave here quickly.

Bai Jing turned her head and saw him tiptoe out the door without even answering the phone, and shouted sharply: "Stop him."

Yang Xiaofeng ran away as soon as he heard it, and there was a burst of "cracking" in the office behind him, and another burst of "ouch, ouch", probably because he knocked over something, and even fell down.

Think about the things piled up inside, if you don't knock it over, it will be a ghost.

Yang Xiaofeng kept pressing the elevator button. Fortunately, there was an elevator that stopped on the tenth floor. After Yang Xiaofeng entered, Bai Jing and her staff rushed out of the office in a mess.

"walk the stair!"

Before the elevator doors were completely closed, Yang Xiaofeng saw Bai Jing angrily pointing to the escape stairs.

Yang Xiaofeng comforted himself that human legs could not run the elevator, and as soon as he got out of the elevator, he found that Bai Jing had already pushed the stair door with five or six people panting.

"Oh shit."

Yang Xiaofeng cursed, pushed away the security guard who wanted to stop him with all his strength, and ran out.

"Fuck the little bastard, catch him for my old lady, and get a raise if you catch him."

Behind him, Bai Jing was panting heavily, shouting and cursing in frustration.

Yang Xiaofeng regretted it so much, he should have asked Mo Chensha to park the car downstairs so that he could get away easily.

After thinking about it again, even if he didn't know Bai Jing's details, he rashly exposed Mo Chensha to their noses. If they found something along the license plate number, it would be a long time.

Thinking of this, Yang Xiaofeng could only run resignedly.

Yang Xiaofeng is not good at running, but he has not been caught up because of his young physical strength and the advantage of running down a few steps first.

Seeing a big road ahead, the traffic volume increased, a convoy formed behind the stop line, and several buses and minivans in front had put on their brakes and were about to move.There were only five seconds left at the traffic lights for pedestrians. Yang Xiaofeng looked back. Bai Jing and his group were still some distance away from him. He gritted his teeth and sped up to the zebra crossing.

Five seconds passed in a blink of an eye, and the front cars had already started, beeping their horns. As soon as Yang Xiaofeng ran past a bus, he felt a gust of hot wind and the sound of the engine starting behind him, accompanied by the driver's voice. Scolding: "Hurry up to reincarnate."

Yang Xiaofeng didn't care, and was even a little happy. He knew that such a traffic flow would definitely stop Bai Jing and his party.

There was a bloody smell in his throat, and Yang Xiaofeng hadn't exercised so violently for a long time.

He stood at the intersection holding on to the red light pole, looked at the expression on the opposite side of Bai Jing who dared not pass, and then looked around, wondering where he should run.

At this time, a black car without a license plate stopped in front of him, and the car behind was blocked again for a while, and the horn of "beep, beep, beep" was heard endlessly.

The window of the black car was rolled down, and a short-haired woman wearing a mask looked at him and asked, "Sweetheart Xiao Mengmeng?"

Yang Xiaofeng almost cried: "Are you Shenfeng?"

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