Urban Super Cultivation

　　 "Yan Ran, what's the matter with you? You still seem to be out of your mind, don't you... won't you really like Lin Feng's poor student?"

　　 As Qin Yanran's deskmate and best friend, Hong Fangfang was also very depressed, Qin Yanran, a super schoolmaster. Today, she has been distracted in class repeatedly, and she is already faintly worried that Qin Yanran really likes Lin Feng.

　　 "No...Fangfang, you...what are you talking about, I...I'm just thinking...Lin Feng saved me this morning, I must say thank you! Otherwise...how rude!"

　　Qin Yanran, who had some vacancy, quickly denied it. A young girl who has just turned eighteen years old, Qin Yanran has been a top student in the class since she was a child. The teachers are the treasures of the palms of the hands. Almost all of their time and energy have been spent on learning.

　　 Although from elementary school to high school, there have been more and more boys who like her, but in Qin Yanran's heart, puppy love has always been a very bad behavior, which is not what she should do as a top student.

Therefore, Qin Yanran naturally never had a feeling for boys, and of course she would instinctively reject "puppy love" from the bottom of her heart, and put an end to "puppy love". She always glanced at the love letters and gifts that boys wrote to her. Throw it in the trash without looking.

　　Puppy love! feeling! like……

　　 These words and behaviors are absolutely taboo in Qin Yanran's mind. She would not even think about it if she left it in the past. But today, when Lin Feng felt helpless and flustered, he resolutely stood in front of her, and already unconsciously set Qin Yanran's heart out of chaos.

　　 However, Qin Yanran, who has never had this kind of ignorant and young feeling, will certainly not admit that this is the so-called "like" and "love". In her subconscious mind, she stubbornly believed that the commotion and joy in her heart was caused by not expressing sincere thanks to Lin Feng.

"Thank you... Yan Ran, you are the Bingberg school of our No. 1 Middle School! What does Bingberg mean? That means rejecting people thousands of miles away, cold and high above others! How can I personally thank Lin Feng, a poor student? ?"

　　 Even if Lin Feng unexpectedly recited the full text of "Jing Ke Stabbing the King of Qin", the class was shocked, but he still couldn't change his image of a crane-tailed student in Hong Fangfang's eyes. Therefore, Hong Fangfang naturally felt that Lin Feng was far from Qin Yanran, and could not afford Qin Yanran, an iceberg schoolman, to thank him personally.

"What iceberg? Fangfang, you also know that those boys nicknamed me indiscriminately...I...Where am I so cold and arrogant? I'm just... an unfamiliar person, so I'm not too embarrassed to talk! "

　　 Her face was red, and Qin Yanran pouted her pink mouth, supporting her cheek with one hand, "No... Fangfang, I still have to find a way to say thank you to Lin Feng..."

"What's so good about that. Yanran, even if we were not there at the time, Lin Feng would definitely have a conflict with the monkey. It's just that I'm very surprised that Lin Feng clearly kicked the monkey, and it was still like nothing. As it happens, come back to school safely..."

Cursing his mouth, Hong Fangfang glanced back at the table of Lin Feng and Zhang Zhen, and said even more strangely, "Even the dead fat Zhang Zhen was not injured, it's so strange! Could it be that...the little monkeys didn't beat them hard Or did they successfully escape?"

　　 "How can I thank you? By the way...just so good..."

Hong Fangfang wondered that Lin Feng and Fat Zhang Zhen were safe, but Qin Yanran had already thought of a way, and hurriedly took out her fresh and elegant notebook from the beautiful little schoolbag, and carefully tore it from the last page. The page comes down as letter paper. Then, picked up a pen and wrote a sentence on the letter paper:

　　 "Thank you very much for your help, Lin Feng!"

　　 After writing this sentence, Qin Yanran hesitated again and paused for two seconds before writing down his name "Yanran" in a cute style of swashes.

　　 "Okay... Since it is not convenient to say thank you to Lin Feng in person, so be it!"

Fold the letter paper with a simple sentence on this page twice, Qin Yanran handed it to Hong Fangfang beside him and whispered, "Fangfang, help... Help me pass this piece of paper back to Lin. Feng."

　　 "Note? Yan Ran...what did you write to Lin Feng?"

The curious Hong Fangfang wanted to open it to see, but Qin Yanran quickly held her down and said with a blushing face, "No...nothing, Fangfang, nothing good...just thank Lin Feng! You can help me pass it quickly! Just fine."

　　 "Okay! Yanran, I really don't know what happened to you today... You were so absent-minded for such a poor student as Lin Feng... Today, the old man Wang's mood is not very good, I'll be careful to let people pass on..."

　　 Hong Fangfang said, UU reading www.uukanshu.com quietly stuffed the folded note into the back table, and whispered, "Help, pass it to Lin Feng at the last table!"

　　 So, just like the normal way of passing notes in class, it was passed by five or six classmates. A "Thank You Letter" handwritten by Qin Yanran himself, was passed on to Lin Feng's hand from table to table.

　　 "Hey... Lin Feng, it's passed down to you..."

　　 Sitting in front of Lin Feng, the dark-skinned deputy squad leader Feng Qun threw the note on Lin Feng's desk with no expressions.

　　 "The note? For me? Who gave it..."

　　 Lin Feng looked at the piece of paper torn from the notebook, sniffed it lightly, there was a very nice fragrance, and asked.

　　 "I don't know... it was passed down from above..."

　　 Feng Qun didn't pay much attention to Lin Feng, so he turned to continue attending the class. On the contrary, it was Lin Feng’s deskmate, Zhang Zhen, who exclaimed with interest: "Crazy man, do you say...could it be that you just recite the "Jing Ke Stabbing King of Qin" with great power just now, and then immediately there was someone in class The girl fell in love with you at first sight and sent a note to confess to you?"

　　 "Die Fatty, you made fun of me again. If you really memorize a piece of "Jing Ke Assassinate King Qin", if you can make girls fall in love with me, you would have memorized the entire book soon..."

　　 Lin Feng smiled, and then opened the faintly scented note. Fatty Zhang Zhen stretched out his plump head and stared at the note curiously.

　　 As the note unfolded little by little, the first thing that appeared in front of the two of them was the cute and beautiful "Yanran" that Qin Yanran carefully outlined in swashes.

　　 "Yan Ran? Yeah! Crazy, this, this...this must be the school clerk passing you a note to confess..."