Devouring Star: Thunder Lord

Chapter 4: Best Friend Wang Lin
There is no good way to solve this hidden danger. The only thing is to try to improve physical fitness so that the body can withstand the awakening of spiritual power.

If you can get through it, the sky will be bright and the sea will be vast; if you can’t, you will die.

This is also a sharp sword hanging over Yang Yu's head, and he must take it seriously.

As a middle-aged man with a bald head and a beer belly walked in, the originally noisy classroom suddenly became quiet.

Don't be fooled by the fat middle-aged man's unattractive appearance, but his teaching ability is first-class. When he was young, he studied for a bachelor's and master's degree and graduated from the best university in the country, Peking University. Then he came here to teach and has been teaching for 30 years.

"Okay, everyone, be quiet."

Wei Hai, the head teacher of medium height and round face, said in a loud voice.

"In the blink of an eye, it's already the third year of high school. In the next period of time, I hope everyone will continue to work hard, grit their teeth, and not let up until they are admitted to the school of their dreams and leave no regrets in their youth."

"I believe you all have clear plans for your future. After all, you are all the best students in this school and even in the whole city. You know these principles even without me saying them. Then let's start the class."

After the head teacher gave a few brief remarks and the class officially began, Yang Yu pretended to listen carefully, but at the same time he began to review in his mind the insights gained from last night's meditation breathing and morning boxing practice.

Constant summarizing and generalizing is also a habit that Yang Yu developed in his previous life.

No matter what he does, Yang Yu is used to summarizing the gains and losses.

If you just do it and then don't do it, then it will be useless even if you repeat it thousands of times.

Only by carefully summarizing and generalizing after each work can you make your efforts worthwhile and keep making progress.

After the class, Wei Hai left the classroom satisfied.

Next is a ten-minute break.

"Brother Yu, do you want to go to the bathroom?" Wang Lin asked.

"No, you go ahead."

"Hey, Brother Yu, you have really changed. You used to go to the bathroom with me."

"If you want to go, just go by yourself, kid." Yang Yu fanned him with a book in annoyance.

Wang Lin immediately let out a strange cry and ran to the toilet.

Looking at this funny classmate, Yang Yu, who had received the original body's memories and emotions, also regarded him as his friend.

After all, judging from past experience, although Wang Lin has a bit of a weird personality, he is really determined when something happens.

Once, when the two were walking home after school, Yang Yu suddenly suffered from a strange headache and fell to the ground convulsing. Wang Lin, who was only a freshman in high school at the time, carried Yang Yu on his back and ran to the nearest hospital without saying a word.

After all his running around, paying the medical expenses and helping Yang Yu contact his family, Yang Yu finally woke up.

After this incident, the two of them, who had similar personalities, became inseparable good friends.

Thinking of this, Yang Yu felt that if he could help Wang Lin before the great nirvana came, he should help him.

After all, he is my true friend and brother, and I also admire his character and personality.

So it is right to help the other party to the best of your ability.

Wang Lin quickly finished using the restroom and sat back in his seat. "Brother Yu, there are many good freshman girls who have just signed up this year. It's a pity that I'm not as handsome as you, otherwise I would have to date one no matter what."

"You're not bad looking, and you have a good family background. It's not impossible for you to talk if you really want to. But you're too timid. You just talk and don't practice." Yang Yu laughed and scolded after summarizing meditation and boxing practice.

"You should learn from those who quietly changed three or four girlfriends, so that you won't be single after two years of study."

"Hey, Brother Yu, please don't expose my shortcomings. I just want you to set an example for me and summarize your successful experience for me first."

Wang Lin is not as thick-skinned as he appears. On the contrary, he is the kind of person who talks a lot behind people’s backs, but when it comes to facing a pretty girl, he can’t do anything even with three sticks.

"If you're waiting for me to summarize your experience, then you'll probably be single for the three years of high school." "Ah, Brother Yu, you really don't plan to have a girlfriend in high school. I saw on the Internet that when many men summarized the most regrettable things in their lives, not having a girlfriend in high school ranked among the top ten!"

"It's just a girlfriend, what's there to regret? Wouldn't it be better to spend this time studying and exercising more?"

Yang Yu scoffed at this statement. If he really felt regretful, then he should just express his feelings bravely.

What's the use of regretting all the time?

"Hey, Brother Yu, you are really wasting God's gift."

With a sigh, Wang Lin took out the next Chinese textbook and dejectedly recited "Li Sao".

"I sigh deeply and wipe away my tears, mourning the hardships of people's lives."

"Ah, I didn't expect Qu Yuan also lamented the difficulties of life."

Wang Lin, who was "broken" after reciting just one sentence, could not recite any more.

At this time, the bell rang, and the slim and beautiful Chinese teacher walked in. "Good morning, students. I didn't expect that we are already in the third year of high school in the blink of an eye. Time flies so fast. Let's open our textbooks and start studying."

"Tsk tsk, it's hard to imagine that Teacher Zhou is already a mother of a five-year-old child. With this figure and this dress, I would believe her even if she said she was a college senior. It's a pity that I was born ten years too late."

Ignoring Mr. Zhou's pleasant lecture voice and Wang Lin's arousal, Yang Yu continued to pretend to attend the class seriously, but in fact he was recalling the martial arts-related books and theories he had read before.

In his previous life, Yang Yu had always had a great passion for martial arts and often searched for various training methods and theories in the library and on the Internet.

Among them, meditation, breathing methods, and internal martial arts were collected by Yang Yu through these channels.

After all, the custom of practicing martial arts was not popular in the past. It was a very niche hobby, and was not even as popular as taking protein powder to gain muscle for fitness.

Yang Yu, who was just an ordinary employee, did not have a lot of time and money to spend on learning martial arts, so he could only use his free time to collect some martial arts theories and start practicing on his own.

Maybe it was because he had a useful brain, after reading books and reading some theories on the Internet, Yang Yu was able to practice quite well.

On many occasions, Yang Yu saw injustice and took action to help others, and he could beat several people with his bare hands.

With his handsome face and good conversation, he had several excellent girlfriends, but they all broke up in the end because of their incompatible personalities.

Later, Yang Yu also lost his patience with women and turned to concentrate on practicing martial arts.

I have made some progress in martial arts.

But that’s all in the past.

Coming back to his senses, looking at the strange yet familiar classroom, the teacher teaching seriously, and the classmates listening attentively, Yang Yu felt as if he were in another world.

I wonder how many of the students here will survive after the great nirvana.

After finishing the morning classes, Yang Yu declined Wang Lin's proposal to have lunch together and chose to run back home for lunch.

I promised my grandfather that I would go back for dinner.

In this way, Yang Yu trotted all the way towards home.

But when passing by the park for morning exercise, a yellow-haired young man stopped a female student.

Seeing that the girl’s school uniform was from the same school as his, Yang Yu had no choice but to take care of it.

After all, it is still 2014, and the current social security is not very good. I often hear my best friend Wang Lin say that some students are harassed by hooligans outside the school.

"Little sister, let me add you on QQ. As long as you agree, I guarantee that you will have a good life in the future and can walk around here freely. How do you think?"

The guy with dyed yellow hair and a cigarette in his mouth spoke in a gangster tone while shaking his legs.

(End of this chapter)