Campus belle's cultivation master

On Wednesday evening, Lin Yu leaned under a big tree outside the dance room and looked up at the sunset gradually sinking in the sky.

Hidden in the dense branches and leaves of the cicada, in the last ray of sunset, noisy, disturbing people upset.

Lin Yu regretted that he should not have promised Xue Yuwei a birthday party last week.

Waiting for women is undoubtedly a nightmare shared by all men in the world.

He is only one step away from Neijin Xiaocheng. At this time, he should go back to the rental house and sit on the bed to practice Kunyuan mental method.

"Boring." He breathed a sigh, slowly closed his eyes, and keenly perceived that a thin aura of heaven and earth was gathering. And his body is like a whirlpool, greedy to devour the wisps of aura.

His practice speed of thousands of miles in a day is enough to make any one of the practitioners hot.

"Kunyuan mental method is really overbearing." Lin Yu sighed in his heart, "even if I don't practice deliberately, with this speed of swallowing, I will be able to enter Neijin Xiaocheng next week."

It is like a navigator on a car.

On this blue planet, there are many clans of zongmen and many experts. However, in addition to some super sects that can't be seen in the world, there are also some barely decent cultivation methods. Most of the practitioners are like headless flies, blindly bumping according to experience and luck. As a result, it often takes decades of hard work, but in the end, it is just enough to cultivate internal strength.

If you are lucky enough to get a few incomplete skills and enter the realm of enlightenment, you can have a glimpse of the creator, and all of them are the dragon and Phoenix's posture with both chance and talent.

In contrast, Lin Yu's Kunyuan mental skill is priceless.

Outside the dance room, there are seven or eight male students waiting patiently. Looking at the hopeful look on their faces, they are obviously waiting for the right person.

A tall boy in a basketball suit came up to the tree with a cigarette in his mouth: "Hey, man, is there a fire?"

Lin Yu raised his eyelids and glanced at him: "No."

"It's a pity." As an adult, the boy put his cigarette in his ear and asked with interest, "my name is Jiang Yuan, and you?"

"Lin Yu."

"Oh, I'm waiting for my girlfriend here." Jiang Yuan said with a smile, looking rather proud.

It's no wonder that all the female students who can enter the dance club of Zhuque high school are beautiful in appearance and temperament. It's worth showing off that they can find such girls as their girlfriends.

Jiang Yuan saw that Lin Yu didn't have much reaction, so he asked with a familiar face: "brother, who are you waiting for here?"

"Xue Yuwei."

"Ah? Xue Xiaohua Jiang Yuan was startled and looked him up and down for a while. "Do you want to tell the school flower?"

"Don't make any noise, go back quickly. Xue Xiaohua, the kind of goddess of the highest quality, is not something that we little people can reach

Lin Yu shrugged his shoulders helplessly: "she asked me to wait here."

"Come on, man. I understand. Don't be embarrassed. " Jiang Yuan just regarded him as a liar, and looked at him with a kind of sympathy and pity. "There are many people who have confessed to Xue Xiaohua, who are not handsome and rich, you..."

The voice stopped abruptly, but it was meaningful.

Lin Yu was dressed in ordinary clothes. He was not tall and looked ordinary. Jiang Yuan couldn't connect him with Xue Xiaohua.

The distance between these two people is the difference between heaven and earth.

Jiang Yuan reaches out his hand and plans to pat Lin Yu on the shoulder as a sign of comfort. But the latter is just in time to dodge and deftly dodge.

His hand was stiff in the air. As his eyes shifted, he pointed to the door of the dance room.

"Look who that is, man?"

Lin Yu followed the direction he pointed out and found that Han Yue, accompanied by several girls, came out of the dance room in general.

Han Yue is also a famous little beauty in the dance club. In addition to Xue Yuwei, the famous school flower, who can steadily cover her light, other girls can only surround her with green leaves.

Those male students who are waiting for their girlfriends can't help but look around Han Yue, with a burning eye.

"Han Yue, the third and seventh class of senior high school." Jiang Yuan introduced from the side, "do you think that with your strength, you can be worthy of this Han Banhua?"

Before Lin Yu could reply, he laughed sarcastically: "if Han Yue is a grass on the ground, Xue Xiaohua is a star in the sky. Do you understand? Let's give up. If Xue Xiaohua's rich and powerful pursuers know that you dare to stand outside the dance room and wait for an opportunity to express yourself, you have to break your legs... "

Lin Yu was too lazy to explain, so he stopped talking and closed his eyes again.

Jiangyuan is not interesting at all, still talking beside.

"Han ban Hua is so beautiful. If only I could catch up with this kind of girl..."

"I'll go. She's looking this way. Isn't she looking at me?"

"Hello, Hello! Han Banhua is coming! Here we are

“...”

"It's boring." Lin Yu frowned and planned to leave.

At this time, Han Yue has been walking slowly to the front, voice slightly indifferent: "wait for how long?"

Jiang Yuan's whole face turned red, straightened up and scratched his head a little embarrassed: "just... Just for a while..."

"I didn't talk to you." Han Yue glanced at him with disdain, and then poured her eyes back on the pretty young face, "Lin Yu, I'll ask you something."

Jiang Yuan suddenly widened his eyes and was confused for a while.

What's going on here? Han Yue knows this guy? Come forward to talk?

Other people around saw the scene, but also full of surprise.

No matter from which aspect, Lin Yu doesn't look like a guy who can get Han Yue's attention.

Lin Yu opened his eyes again: "what's the matter with you?"

He was still cold and expressionless. It's like standing in front of you is not a pretty girl, but a hard solid wood.

"You Han Yue was so angry that she stagnated, "you've been waiting for me outside the dance room for so long, just to say this?"

"I didn't wait for you." Lin Yu moved his eyes and lowered his head. He stares at a tottering ant under his feet, which seems to arouse his interest.

The boys who saw this scene outside the dance room were all red eyed, and they couldn't tell whether they were jealous or angry.

An angry woman rushed over: "Hello! Who are you? How dare you talk to Han Xuejie like that? Don't be so ungrateful

As soon as the voice fell, someone quickly pulled her from the back and said in a low voice: "I recognized him. It seems that he is also from class seven. What's his name... Lin Yu! Last time in the martial arts school, he beat coach Wu! "

"Ah? Is it true or not? "

"Is this a rumor? How can coach Wu lose... "

Other people began to talk about it. Han Yue felt a little embarrassed and took a deep breath.

"Lin Yu, I know you have high self-esteem, and I don't want to worry about it like you. You can wait for me here today. At least your actions prove that you are sincere in apologizing. I can forgive your previous behavior as if nothing has happened. "