Although the assassin's speech was unclear, the anger on his face was even more obvious, and he grinned as he said:
"I know you are a martial artist, and the strength of a martial artist is extraordinary, so I want to follow you, as long as I can stay by your side to train."
This was the killer's true purpose. He didn't know why Yang Feng's strength had become so great, but as long as he stayed by Yang Feng's side, his own strength would definitely improve by leaps and bounds.
Assassin Mei noticed Yang Feng's furrowed brows and felt a pang of anxiety. Why should he help her?!
He then continued, "As long as you can help me, I'm willing to do anything for you!"
"Hmm...we'll see." Yang Feng's expression was cold as he slowly said, "By the way, who was my employer who wanted to kill me?"
Upon hearing this, the assassin was overjoyed. Did he accept my offer to follow him?!
He immediately said, "I only know that the killer's gender is Yang; the rest of the information is hidden or blocked on the internet."
"Someone with the same last name as me?"
Yang Feng muttered to himself, his mind racing, a cold smile playing on his lips as he uttered:
"The Yang family of Yanjing".
...
As dawn slowly broke, Yang Feng stood by the window, breathing in the fresh morning air. A new day had begun. Today was Monday, and it was already June. There was only one week left until the college entrance examination.
After enjoying the sunshine of the morning, Yang Feng walked along the quiet street. The air was slightly cool, gently brushing against his handsome face.
"Xiao Feng~" Yang Feng had just arrived at the school gate when he heard a girl's voice behind him. He turned around and saw that it was his beautiful deskmate, Han Shilan.
She walked lightly to Yang Feng's side, smiled, revealing two cute dimples. She was wearing a nice school uniform, a black pleated skirt paired with a white short-sleeved shirt, and her jet-black hair was tied into a ponytail.
Many people say that Chinese school uniforms are ugly, but they don't know how many overseas students envy Chinese school uniforms because they are comfortable and warm.
"Youth is wonderful, and you are so beautiful," Yang Feng said after a moment of surprise.
"Let's go, what are you saying?" Han Shilan giggled, patted Yang Feng's shoulder with her small hand, and started walking towards the school.
As Yang Feng watched her skip and hop into the school, a smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.
Without realizing it, I suddenly discovered that every day with you is always joyful, and my smile is always warm.
Sometimes, if there are no exams or homework at school, what a wonderful place that is!
"Yang Feng, what are you still doing there? Have you finished your homework?" Han Shilan asked, turning around.
"Oh, there's homework?"
"nonsense!"
As soon as Yang Feng entered the classroom, he took out his homework and started writing it down. Han Shilan, as the class monitor, naturally stood on the podium and led everyone in reading the textbook.
As the bell rang, it was the break between the fourth and fifth periods. Yang Feng and Han Shilan didn't waste the precious time and reviewed the outline for the college entrance examination. They saw a group of students gathered in front of them, discussing among themselves.
"Have you heard? Xia Yuyan is having a concert this Wednesday night! And it's in our district!"
"Wednesday, oh my god, isn't that the day before the college entrance exam? We're still studying at school."
"Ugh, I'm so sad I can't see my idol's concert~~"
Han Shilan's beautiful eyes suddenly lit up. She held the review outline in her small hand, but her delicate little ears perked up because she really liked Xia Yuyan's songs and was also a fan of hers.
Yang Feng didn't care, but he was a little surprised. Xia Yuyan from QQ had told him that she was having a concert in Yanjing next week. Could it be that the person in the video was actually her? That's too ridiculous.
"Xia Yuyan is having a concert the day after tomorrow. Why does it have to be the day after tomorrow? Ugh, so annoying~"
Han Shilan sighed, her beautiful eyes filled with undisguised disappointment. She shook her head and continued looking at the outline.
Her main focus now is on studying and preparing for the college entrance examination.
"You want to go listen?" Yang Feng asked casually.
"Hmm..." Han Shilan replied softly, glancing at Yang Feng out of the corner of her eye before continuing to review.
Yang Feng's lips curled into a faint smile as he thought to himself: Since you want to see it, let's go together.
The school bell rang again, and the last class was English class taught by the homeroom teacher, Ms. Zhou Keke.
She was still dressed beautifully, but in just the right way. She walked to the podium, put down her English book, glanced at the students below with her beautiful eyes, and began to speak:
"Class, before we start class, I need to tell you something. Tomorrow at noon, I'll be going on a business trip with some other teachers. We'll probably be back the day after tomorrow. The substitute teacher will be Ms. Mi, who will also be our acting homeroom teacher. The college entrance exam is coming up soon, and I don't want you to cause any trouble in these few days. Do you understand?"
"Understood!"
The students answered in unison.
Then, classes began, and time flew by. At noon, the students filed out of the school gate.
Meanwhile, in Yang Feng's office, after Zhou Keke finished tidying up, she spoke to Yang Feng:
"Let's go to my house."
"Teacher, you only have two or three days left, so please don't tutor me anymore. It won't be very effective anyway, and you have a business trip tomorrow, so just forget about it."
Yang Feng said, both amused and exasperated, "This teacher is too dedicated. Does he really need to give me free private tutoring like this?"
"No, we must not give up until the very last moment. Even a little time is time, and every little bit helps. Let's go!"
Zhou Keke said with a serious expression.