Abandoned the Immortal Cultivator, returned to his hometown to farm and sing

Chapter 1381, Chapter 1368: The Story of Yin Feng

Yin Feng returned to school the day before the start of the new semester in September.

Sometimes he almost forgets that he is still a junior in college.

I should be a senior this year.

Back at school, I watched my younger schoolmates running on the basketball court and being affectionate in the woods.

I always feel like I don't belong.

They probably didn't know that the handsome senior who passed by had already stirred up quite a stir outside.

With a flick of the wrist, the economies of Southeast Asian countries collapsed; with another flick of the wrist, the four major grain traders knelt down and begged for mercy.

It was the legendary mastermind behind it all.

Unfortunately, the mastermind behind it all still has to take an exam.

I also missed my final exam because I was busy applying for a patent.

They will have to take a make-up exam after school starts.

If you fail an exam, you won't get your graduation certificate...

Of course, retaking the exam is no big deal; it's just a formality, and he doesn't really need the knowledge taught in school anymore.

Besides taking a make-up exam, I also have to wait for further notice after returning.

There are rumors that a great honor will be bestowed during the National Day celebrations, but the specifics are still unknown; it is only said to be the highest level of honor.

What exactly is the highest specification?

All I know is that we're going to the capital; I know nothing else. It's quite mysterious.

Will you go to the Great Hall of the People?

Will I be received by a leader?

Is it possible to have a state banquet?

I always hear Sister Juan brag that state banquets are incredibly grand, with tableware that is all gold and jeweled, printed with peony flowers.

Sister Juan's family has one set, which was a gift from the organizers. Only those who officially participated received one; Brother Chu Jie and the boss, who were just there to freeload, didn't get one.

This is called "returning home with leftover food," which is considered proper etiquette.

However, Brother Chu Jie and the boss didn't leave empty-handed either; each of them took away a large peach.

Chu Jie was planning to bring back the peaches from the state banquet for his parents, but Sister Juan got hungry in the middle of the night and ate them instead.

I'm really looking forward to it. I wonder if there will be large peaches at the state banquet.

If there were any, Yin Feng would like to bring one back for his grandfather to try.

The old man must be dragging it around the streets every day, showing it off to everyone he meets.

Hehe, old man who's been asking for peaches.

Yin Feng grew increasingly excited as he thought about it.

It's a pity we can't talk about it now; it's still in the confidential stage. It's so frustrating to keep it to myself.

I took a walk around the campus, but it wasn't very interesting.

Yin Feng went back to his dormitory.

As soon as I entered, I bumped into a fat man carrying a basin as he walked out.

The two stared at each other.

follow closely.

"Fuck!"

A loud shout made Yin Feng's head buzz.

"Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!" After three consecutive curses, the person inside threw the basin away.

He punched Yin Feng twice in the chest. "Fengzi, you're back? When did you get back? Everyone said you were sick, some said you dropped out of school, and some said something happened to your family. What's going on? You just showed up and then disappeared for over a year without even a phone call. I thought you ran away!"

Yin Feng clutched his chest and took two steps back, his mind still buzzing, unable to get a word in edgewise.

This fat guy is his roommate.

They shared a dorm room during their freshman year and stayed together for two years.

He was closest to this fat guy in the whole dorm.

Moreover, because Yin Feng was young, he took good care of him.

The relationship with the other two was just so-so; they moved to the new dorm in their second year, by which time Yin Feng had already left.

I only met him once last year when I came back to take the exam, and we spent less than a week together.

Coincidentally, this fat man also shared the surname Luo.

I've called him Fatty Luo since my freshman year.

Yin Feng found it amazing that he had really gotten into a feud with the Luo family, as most of the people he would meet in the second half of his life would be surnamed Luo.

Although he was only nineteen years old.

He's a genius; he started school early and took the college entrance exam at sixteen.

Faced with Luo Pangzi's incessant chatter, Yin Feng couldn't say anything and felt extremely frustrated.

I could only make excuses, saying things like I had family matters to attend to, that I had been studying on my own, or that I had taken leave.

Fortunately, Luo Yonghao was thick-skinned and actually believed it.

He let out a series of wild laughs, "Fengzi, you're dead meat! The compiler principles department has a new stern judge who's cracking down on attendance. No matter if you're on leave or not, if you miss roll call three times, you're fired immediately. You've been absent for months, haven't you? You're doomed, you know that?"

After saying that, he raised his eyebrows and patted Yin Feng's shoulder affectionately, "Hey, for the sake of our father-son relationship, beg me, and I'll reveal some inside information to get you through this."

Yin Feng was secretly delighted. "Fatty Luo, you're really thick-skinned. Didn't you even notice that the name 'Yin Feng' wasn't called during roll call?"

His face was all smiles, and he called out respectfully, "Son!"

"Hey!...Pah!" Fatty Luo realized what he meant...

Fatty Luo grabbed Yin Feng by the neck and flew into a rage.

Yin Feng hasn't done anything yet.

He was the first to become breathless from exhaustion.

He casually shoved the basin into Yin Feng's arms, "You've been back for a while and you haven't even cleaned the dorm. Go, go, go do some work!"

Although Luo Pangzi isn't very bright, he's quite clean.

Every time he comes back from a holiday, he takes the initiative to clean the house.

Yin Feng took the basin and went with Fatty Luo to the water room to get water.

Back in the dorm, I wiped the tables, swept the floor, and cleaned up.

Also, tidy up Yin Feng's bed.

Having been away for over a year, Yin Feng's bed had been turned into a communal storage room.

The top was stacked with boxes.

The two of them worked together to move all the boxes down and stuff them wherever they could find a spot.

The main thing is to put one layer down and pile it on Yin Feng's table.

Their layout is a bed above a desk.

There were still two large boxes left after stuffing them all in.

"Fengzi, come on, lend a hand." Fatty Luo climbed onto the bunk and carried the box, intending for the two of them to lift it together.

As a result, Yin Feng stood on the ground, raised his left hand and reached under the box, and pulled the handle with his right hand, lifting the box off the ground.

He gently placed it on the ground before looking up, "What did you say?"

Fatty Luo was dumbfounded. "Holy crap, Fengzi, how do you have such strength?"

"Is it big?" Yin Feng scratched his head. "It's so-so. You're too weak. Hurry up and finish it. Let's eat after we're done."

As they were talking, another box was pulled down as well.

"You're the one who's weak!" Fatty Luo cursed, jumping off the bed. "Let's go, let's go, shall we go to the second canteen or eat stir-fry outside? I haven't eaten pig feed for two months, I'm starting to miss it."

Sure enough, he forgot about what happened earlier again.

"You're treating, I don't have a meal card."

"Then let's eat stir-fry outside, where we can scan a QR code."

"You sneaky bastard, and so stingy too."

"I call this being thrifty and managing the household well... Okay, okay, the stir-fry is on me too..."

The two chatted and laughed as they left the school gate.

We found a restaurant we used to frequent on the food street and ordered three dishes and two bowls of rice.

Yin Feng frowned as he ate.

Luo Pangzi devoured the food in a flash.

"The food outside is so much better than the cafeteria food. What kind of garbage does the cafeteria sell? Pure pig swill... Boss, another bowl of rice, Fengzi, do you want some?"

Fatty Luo muttered as he ate, but he was surprisingly fast. He finished a bowl of rice in no time, and only when he looked up did he see that Yin Feng still had more than half a bowl left.

"What's wrong? Don't you like it? It tastes pretty good. This is the best stir-fry restaurant on the whole street. It's been open for over ten years. If Fengzi hadn't come back, I wouldn't have dared to eat here. A plate of stir-fried pork with green peppers costs eighteen yuan!"

Luo Yonghao's words are truly insightful.

Yin Feng shook his head with a wry smile, not saying that he was picky about food and really couldn't eat it.

She just said she had a little something to eat in the afternoon and wasn't very hungry.

Fatty Luo didn't take it to heart.

He slurped down all three dishes and was so full he kept burping.

That's quite a good appetite.

Just look at his physique; not a single grain of food is wasted.

After they finished eating, as they strolled back to school to digest, Fatty Luo complained, "You, you suddenly came back and ate three days' worth of food money in one meal. You're really a half-grown kid who's bankrupted me. Now that you're back, you're not leaving again. There's still a year left, you have to make it to graduation."

Yin Feng shook his head, "I can't stay long; I'll have to leave in a few days."

Fatty Luo paused for a moment, then turned his head and said, "Then I'll treat you to these next few days, so we can catch up on our father-son bond."

Yin Feng kicked him, yelling, "You're taking advantage of me!"

Fatty Luo took a solid kick and looked at Yin Feng with a face full of question marks. "Fengzi, where did you learn this from? Why are you hitting me?"

Yin Feng scratched his head, thinking to himself, "Oh no, I'm used to it."

He changed the subject, "Hey, do you have enough living expenses? You're treating me every day, I'm sure you'll go broke." Fatty Luo chuckled, "I haven't had a moment's rest this summer, I've got plenty of money."

"What, off to do some work for someone else?"

"No, handing out flyers, that's eighty yuan a day."

"No wonder you're so dark."

"You're not fair-skinned either..."

The two chatted idly as they strolled around the school.

When I got to the basketball court, they called for people to team up, and I even played for a while.

Yin Feng was a sunny young man who was active on the basketball court during his freshman year.

His long-range pull-up shot was incredibly smooth, the kind that made all the girls in the stadium scream.

He returned to the field with undiminished brilliance.

He charged into the paint with the ball, relentlessly attacking and driving hard, and when he backed down his opponent, he was bumped and stumbled.

Muscles collided with each other, making a "DuangDuang" sound.

Fatty Luo was completely stunned. "Holy crap, you're really fighting? When did you become so fierce?"

Yin Feng chuckled but offered no explanation.

How do I explain this? Can I just say I'm used to it?

The guys I usually play with are all muscle-bound guys who don't know any tactics. The paint is so crowded it's like a pot of boiled glutinous rice balls, all about brute force and shoving.

It's all about physical confrontation.

After playing a game, Yin Feng felt really satisfied. Usually, he was the one who would get knocked down and fall over like a little chick.

This time, I finally found the thrill of bullying others.

The price was that the five people on the other side were grimacing and in pain all over.

Fatty Luo was panting like a bellows, and almost fainted, having spent all his time doing shuttle runs.

On the way back, Fatty Luo didn't even have the strength to speak.

He quickly washed up and collapsed onto the bed, snoring away within a minute.

Yin Feng also lay down on the bed.

It feels a bit awkward, very unfamiliar.

Can't sleep.

I couldn't help but think of my past two years in Ping'an Gou.

It's like a dream...
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Lying in bed felt awkward and unfamiliar.

Looking back on the past two years in Ping'an Gou, it feels like a dream.

Since that day, in the office.

They encountered the legendary "succubus".

He said, "Come on, let's change the world together."

The line, "Come on, let's work together to bring spring to the depths of the desert, let the spring breeze kiss your face, and only the warm wind carrying the fragrance of flowers will remain, with no more sand..."

Yin Feng unwittingly boarded the "pirate ship".

It wasn't because he spent over 100 million to order a supercomputer right in front of him.

A supercomputer ordered specifically for him.

Before he even agreed...

Then during that summer vacation.

Yin Feng arrived at Ping'an Valley.

Before I could even see the legendary scenery, I was dragged away.

What unfamiliarity, trepidation, and unease in a new environment?

There wasn't even time.

They put him directly into a specially set-off machine room in the laboratory.

Teacher Wenying and the others are all good people; none of them treat him like a child.

They didn't treat him like a human being either.

Research assignments were piling up on him one after another.

This isn't really bullying a newcomer.

Everyone in the lab, including Professor Wenying, was extremely busy.

In this environment, people unconsciously curl up.

From day one, Yin Feng wished he could work sixteen hours a day.

I was so tired when I got back to the dorm that all I wanted to do was sleep and I didn't want to do anything else.

But then, after a good night's sleep, I wake up feeling refreshed and full of energy, ready to continue working like a slave.

Fortunately, the dormitory is close by, right next to the laboratory.

Therefore, there is no time even for commuting, and one's entire life becomes a monotonous routine between two points.

Go downstairs, go to the lab to work, go back upstairs, and go back to the dormitory to sleep.

But he still didn't get involved with anyone else.

Especially Sister Xiaoyan, among everyone in the lab, besides Teacher Wenying, Sister Xiaoyan is the curviest.

When Yin Feng entered the lab, Sister Xiao Yan was definitely there.

When I left, Sister Xiaoyan was still there.

Teacher Wenying went even further, setting up a small bed outside the lab.

They didn't even want to waste the time it took to go out and return to their dorm.

Meals were delivered to me, and I ate while keeping an eye on the data.

At the Ping'an Gou Laboratory.

The scroll is now closed.

It's really scary.

Geniuses, they're all geniuses.

Yin Feng believed himself to be a flamboyant genius, someone whose differences were immediately apparent.

There are hardworking geniuses, like Sister Xiaoyan.

There's also the flamboyant yet hardworking genius, Teacher Wenying.

Working with a group of geniuses is so comfortable.

You can say one sentence and everyone can understand it and apply it to other situations, making communication extremely convenient.

Even if you don't understand something, if you spend some time learning, you can get a pretty good grasp of it in a few days.

Geniuses learn things quickly.

Yin Feng felt he was growing exceptionally fast; he learned more in one month in Ping'an Gou than he had in ten years outside.

Knowledge is like shoving it into your skull by opening your skull.

However, there are many strange and unusual geniuses.

For example, Li Mingqian's neck doesn't have a brain on it, it's a black hole.

When he was extorting money by fabricating a fake plan, the process for preparing metallic hydrogen was something he made up.

Without any references, they managed to make it look very plausible and rigorous.

Now they've actually started researching it according to his fabricated ideas.

And then there's Gong Lei, who's always crying; it's heartbreaking to see his beautiful hair like that.

He keeps repeating every day: "Xiaoqian, Xiaomei, Fiona, Maria, Yui, Rimi, Kyoko, and Suxi have all left him..."

He named every single hair on his head, and they were all women's names, from different countries, with no two being the same.

He said these were his three thousand beauties.

He could remember every single one of them.

Should we praise his good memory, or is it a sign of a serious illness?

As for why there are three thousand beauties?

This is a sad story...

In his early twenties, a young man with only three thousand hairs left on his head, his hairline receding to the back of his head.

The top is completely smooth.

They say a smart head doesn't grow hair, but he's way too smart.

Every day when he was crying his heart out, other pitiful people would grab his neck and shake him, urging him to quickly get the hair growth out and benefit the world.

This is the romance of science students: making what they want themselves and, incidentally, benefiting the world.

Just like Sister Xiaoyan, she would eat a bowl of wolf tooth potatoes every day, enjoying it immensely while watching them make a fool of themselves.

While she was at it, she tossed her hair.

Sister Xiaoyan also has a "disrespectful" side.

They cultivate whatever they like to eat, and in doing so, they've also opened up a new direction.

How amazing!
Yin Feng's first month in Ping'an Valley was tiring, but it was also very fulfilling and went by very quickly.

Until one day, an older woman came to the dormitory to tidy up the rooms.

Just then, Yin Feng, who was on his way to work in the laboratory, was encountered.

She only glanced at him, and her hair stood on end in anger. She blocked the door and wouldn't let him in.

They even called out Teacher Wenying and gave her a lecture.

Then Yin Feng was kicked out and stood dumbfounded at the door, not knowing what to do.

The woman told him to do whatever he wanted, but he wasn't allowed to enter the lab.

Because Yin Feng's face was as pale as a ghost...

(End of this chapter)