fifth form

Chapter 85

"Your elder sister Xuan performed a miracle with all her strength to pull you out from the thousands of troops!"

The turmoil ended quickly before it turned into a vicious accident.

In the live broadcast room of 'Xuanxuan Loves Traveling', many idlers began to rely on words to write praises, and some people specially opened the e-wallet of the live broadcast network for this purpose, popping out some big or small rewards from time to time.

Song Fengying held down her rising and falling chest.

When Zhang Xuezhou was pulled out in the fastest and best way, she felt like a calm executor with almost no distracting thoughts.

Looking back later, she couldn't help but feel lingering fear.

If she saw Zhang Xuezhou being trampled and seriously injured, or even died, it would be a very terrible thing, and it would even affect her for the rest of her life.

No matter how much wealth you have, and no matter which class you step into in the future, it will be a boring thing.

Song Fengying had many thoughts in her mind, but she forcibly suppressed them.

She watched the rare scene of actively donating rewards in the live broadcast room, and barely communicated with Zhang Xuezhou to waste time, trying to make these rewards last a little longer.

"Sister Xuan is really strong!"

Zhang Xuezhou nodded, temporarily letting go of the strange thought that he seemed to be flying.

At the school gate, some students who fell and were trampled were picked up by their parents and quickly put into the car.

Amidst bursts of hurried sounds, the vehicle rushed out like the wind.

Zhang Xuezhou also took a deep breath, and then the mana flowed in many acupuncture points, and when he designated a special point for circulation and instillation, his middle finger was already slightly warm.

With the imprint of Taiqing Zhenshu on his body, Zhang Xuezhou only felt that many pains in his body were rapidly relieving.

"Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Song Fengying came back to her senses and asked Zhang Xuezhou in a low voice.

"No need!" Zhang Xuezhou waved his hand, pointed to himself and said, "The hospital is the place I hate the most!"

"Really?" Song Fengying frowned slightly.

"It's really not necessary!"

Zhang Xuezhou waved his hand.

He jumped towards the security booth which was nearly three meters away.

His arms spread naturally like a bird's wings, and then he stepped lightly on the ground.

When I jumped down again, there seemed to be a little more buoyancy in the air, which is the feeling only when entering the water.

Zhang Xuezhou was slightly surprised.

If it wasn't for his own perception and mental problems, he seemed to be affected by some special effects of the dream again.

This is very unscientific.

The qi and blood pills he took did not bring him any strength, but the demon power induced a hint of flying.

But compared to his gliding in the holy land of Xie Luosichuan, this kind of buoyancy and jumping with force is not even an introduction to flying, it just makes him lighter.

Zhang Xuezhou knew what induced this ability, but he couldn't understand the reason at all.

He has to reiterate again that no one can become stronger by dreaming.

Since the dreams are all illusions, he shouldn't be allowed to change too much.

Zhang Xuezhou can understand mental stimulation and differences, but it is difficult for him to understand physical changes.

"You must understand yourself and your own mind, in order to free yourself from the bondage of your mind!"

He suddenly recalled a sentence Ren Anran once said to him.

Zhang Xuezhou had to admit that he really didn't know himself.

The current chaotic situation was something he could not explain and was difficult to understand.

Even in Snow Toad Palace, he was very excited and had the idea of ​​returning to reality to train the sleepy ones.

If he wasn't crazy, Zhang Xuezhou felt that the world might be crazy.

The constant and chaotic changes made Zhang Xuezhou even begin to believe in the relationship derived from the dream.

Either there is something wrong with him, or there is something wrong with the world.

This is the first time Zhang Xuezhou had this thought in his mind.

"Xuezhou's situation seems to be getting worse!"

In the old and small school district room, Zhang Weimeng specially boiled a big pot of chicken soup with love, and prepared a sumptuous dinner with natural ingredients.

He listened to Song Fengying's story about what happened today, and when he thought he was lucky, Zhang Weimeng also noticed Zhang Xuezhou who was playing with mosquitoes.

It is not surprising for young people to catch a mosquito, but it is not normal for anyone to talk to a mosquito for two hours.

"Doctor Ren said that Xue Zhou's condition was beyond her ability to cope, and recommended another highly respected senior to Xue Zhou," Song Fengying frowned.

"Which highly respected senior?" Zhang Weimeng asked, "I always feel that Doctor Ren is unreliable, and the person she recommended is probably also unreliable!"

"Dr. Ren is a graduate of a famous school. She has tested me. Nine out of ten tests are related. She is a person with real skills." Song Fengying said politely: "It's just that Doctor Ren never mentioned to me who that senior is!"

"Xuezhou? Xuezhou? Did Dr. Ren recommend a doctor to you?"

Song Fengying didn't know the name, so Zhang Weimeng immediately turned to Zhang Xuezhou who was playing with mosquitoes.

"Any life!"

In front of the desk, Zhang Xuezhou played with the mosquito that could not be transformed into a sleepy bug, and casually replied to Zhang Weimeng.

"Doctor Ren?"

Zhang Weimeng was stunned, and felt that there seemed to be no difference between Zhang Xuezhou's response and his non-response.

But his relationship with Zhang Xuezhou today was a bit bad, and Zhang Xuezhou was even a little disappointed. Zhang Weimeng didn't know who Ren Anran recommended, so he simply stopped asking.

"Dad went to the countryside by car early in the morning. He bought a big rooster from a fellow villager and came back. He cooked a pot of soup for you. Come and taste Dad's cooking!"

At this moment, he explained in embarrassment why he didn't go to Yucai Middle School to pick him up, and then threw out an olive branch, hoping that Zhang Xuezhou could "solve his grievances" with him.

"Big cock?"

Zhang Xuezhou slapped the useless mosquito in his hand to death.

It has been a long time since he has eaten such natural ingredients.

Many foods in the home are artificially bred genetically modified high-yielding grain varieties, including but not limited to various canned food, compressed grain, nutritional paste, nutritional tablets, etc.

Having been used to these synthetic foods for a long time, Zhang Xuezhou didn't have much interest in diet.

Zhang Xuezhou was a little happy when Zhang Weimeng mentioned "Chicken Soup of Love".

It really doesn't take much to make him happy, even a meal of childhood food is enough to make Zhang Xuezhou happy.

He threw away the doze technique of contemplation, and quickly walked to the dining table.

"In memory of our great dinner, one two three, eggplant!"

Song Fengying habitually took pictures before starting.

"Eat chicken legs, eat chicken legs and make you strong!"

"Eat the wings. Although the wings are not meaty, they have a good meaning. They can let you fly high in the future and get admitted to your dream college!"

Zhang Weimeng and Song Fengying picked up vegetables again and again, and Zhang Xuezhou's bowl suddenly piled up into a hill.

Zhang Xuezhou didn't refuse either.

He really hasn't eaten like this for a long time.

Moreover, his body was injured by a fall, and he also needed to supplement some high-protein meat food.

Sensing the needs of his body, Zhang Xuezhou also had a feast.

But faintly, Zhang Xuezhou only felt that besides his body's desire to heal his injuries, there seemed to be something else left.

Zhang Xuezhou narrowed his eyes slightly.

When he ate the chicken wings, he seemed to have the feeling that he had feathers on his arms when he swallowed the meat of a monster.

(End of this chapter)