At 7:30, several homeroom teachers came to the front of the line, and the students began to quiet down. After all, they were top students, so their discipline was naturally impeccable.
Zhou Keke held up her phone and counted the students in her class who had participated.
Her eyebrows furrowed slightly as she asked, "Yang Feng didn't come. Has anyone seen him?"
"No..."
"Didn't he come?"
"Could something have happened on the way..."
"......"
Han Shilan started to get anxious. She took out her phone and called Yang Feng, speaking to Zhou Keke as she said:
"Teacher, I need to make a phone call to Yang Feng..."
Meanwhile, Yang Feng, who was in the alley, looked up at a man dressed in ancient costume.
He stood with one foot on the wall, dressed in a red ancient-style outfit and wearing a black and purple mask, revealing only his delicate, baby-skin-like chin and red lips. His deep eyes were filled with vicissitudes, as if he had lived through ten thousand years.
Who exactly are you?
When Yang Feng left his house, he saw him appearing in front of him like a ghost, eventually leading him here. He could sense that this person's strength was terrifying, yet he seemed like an ordinary person.
"Still the same." The man in red slowly uttered, his voice unusually cold, and the surrounding air actually dropped a few degrees, causing Yang Feng to tremble involuntarily.
Yang Feng felt that his voice was very similar to his own, but it was very cold, and his physique was very similar to his own, except that he had become very mature.
The man in red vanished with a flick of his sleeve, leaving behind an echoing, slightly hoarse voice that said:
"It can't be changed...her death..."
Yang Feng couldn't help but rub his eyes, his face full of disbelief. How...how did he disappear?
Then, the ringing of an old telephone interrupted Yang Feng's thoughts.
As he walked outside, he suspected he might have a serious mental illness, and answered the phone.
"Yang Feng, why aren't you here yet? Everyone's waiting for you."
"Oh, I'm sorry, I'll be right there."
After saying that, Yang Feng hung up the phone and quickly ran over.
Upon arriving at the school, Teacher Zhou Keke approached the bus door and said:
"Yang Feng, why are you only arriving now? Don't you know everyone's been waiting for you? Hurry up and get on the bus!"
Yang Feng scratched his head sheepishly and said, "Something came up on the way, I was delayed, sorry."
Soon, the two boarded the bus and walked slowly down the aisle, noticing an empty seat next to Han Shilan's.
At this moment, Xia Yiyi, who was sitting across the aisle from her, poked her little head out and said, "Shilan specially saved this seat for you, aren't you happy? Hehe."
"Hmm." Yang Feng smiled slightly, nodded, and sat down next to Han Shilan, hanging his shoulder bag on the seat.
"Did you oversleep? You're always late, really." Han Shilan patted Yang Feng and then asked with concern, "Did something happen on the way?"
"You said you overslept, so be it," Yang Feng replied with a faint smile. He didn't want to mention the mysterious man in red he had met on the road; if he did, he would definitely be considered crazy.
"Hmph, fine, I won't tell you then!" Han Shilan crossed her arms and pouted unhappily.
Immediately afterwards, the three buses slowly drove away, and the students standing at the school gate all looked on with envy and jealousy.
On the way, the students were all drowsy and ready to fall asleep, since the air conditioning on the bus made it comfortable.
Han Shilan's eyelids started to droop. She was so excited yesterday that she couldn't sleep. Now, her head was resting on Yang Feng's shoulder, intentionally or unintentionally.
Yang Feng ignored him, closed his eyes, and kept replaying the image of the man in red on his way to school in his mind. He felt that this man was vaguely connected to him in some way.
My head is about to explode from thinking about it. I still don't know who he is. We don't have any distant relatives, and he shouldn't be an old friend of my living father.
Who exactly is he?
Yang Feng sighed softly, then suddenly something came to mind, and he thought to himself, "Little loli, are you there? Are you there?"
"What are you doing~" the little girl said sweetly.
"I'd like to ask you, do you know who that man in red is?" Yang Feng wondered to himself.
"This...that...I don't know either. His realm has already surpassed the balance of the universe. However, I do know one thing: he has no ill intentions towards you. I tried to sense him with my system's mental senses before, but he shattered it instantly. Fortunately, he didn't continue attacking, otherwise I suspect the system space would have been destroyed..."
(End of this chapter)
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Chapter 61 Waiting for You After Class
"What? He's that powerful? Like a god?"
Yang Feng opened his eyes, his face filled with shock, and his heart pounded.
"Even gods aren't as powerful as him. However, all I know is that he has left this universe. As for where he went, I certainly don't know."
A hint of panic finally appeared on her stunningly beautiful face, and she said in a deep voice: