With the arrival of the voice, Yang Feng held the two longevity noodles, put them in front of Yang Lianqing, sat down, raised his eyebrows and said:

"I'm hungry, hurry up and eat. ”

"Oh, good. Yang Lianqing reluctantly showed a smile, picked up the chopsticks on the bowl, moved the chair, and approached her brother before she felt a little safe.

After dinner, Yang Feng watched his sister sitting in front of the desk and doing her homework uncertainly, and she didn't understand what she was thinking.

Immediately, after walking into the bathroom and taking a hot bath, Yang Feng suddenly found that his body strength seemed to have increased slightly.

It stands to reason that it should be about to reach the strength of the late Yellow Order.

Could it be the role of gymnastics in the future?!

After putting on casual clothes, Yang Feng walked into the small living room, and accidentally saw a white envelope on a wooden chair, then reached out and picked it up, and said casually:

"Lianqing, who sent this envelope?"

Without waiting for his sister to speak, Yang Feng saw an obvious red sign engraved on the envelope, Music Festival!

"I don't know about this, anyway, the courier who sent it said it was for you. Yang Lianqing turned her head and sighed slightly.

Hearing his sister's sigh, Yang Feng frowned slightly, glanced at her, and said in an adult's tone: "Don't sigh all the time, is it okay?"

"Oh. Yang Lianqing glanced at Yang Feng, and then continued to write her homework.

Yang Feng looked at his sister struggling to write, and then walked into the room, sat on the bed, and opened the envelope.

As follows.

Congratulations on passing the audition of the festival and will soon enter the next round of the competition, if you do, you will be on the stage of the festival!

…………

After Yang Feng read the letter, he was a little speechless in his heart, it took almost a week and a half before he sent the letter, and the time was still so urgent, the competition time was actually the day after tomorrow.

Fold the envelope and put it in his pocket, he had to participate in the festival and win the championship, this is the task of the system.

Yang Feng walked to the bathroom, took out the rose gold fruit 6 in the pants he had changed out before, and tried to turn on the machine for a long time, but the screen was still black.

Suddenly, I felt very weak and didn't know if the mobile phone repair shop could fix it.

When I came to the small living room, I looked at the small alarm clock on my sister's desk, it was about half past nine in the evening, and the mobile phone repair shop should still be open at this point.

"Lianqing, I'll go out for a while and I'll be back in half an hour. ”

Yang Feng opened the door, looked back at his sister, and said.

"It's so late, where are you going~"

Yang Lianqing pursed her lips with some dissatisfaction, stared at Yang Feng with her big eyes, and asked.

"I went out to fix my phone, and it broke. After you finish your homework, go to bed early, and tomorrow you have to read. ”

Yang Feng shook the fruit 6 in his hand, closed the door as he spoke, and walked downstairs.

The crescent moon is curved, like a sickle, reflecting every time in Yanjing.

At night, the pedestrian street is still bustling, people come and go, walking in the crowd, there is a man with a good temperament, with a trace of sadness between his eyebrows.

Since Yang Feng stepped into the pace of cultivation, this was just a special small ability possessed by ordinary monks, and cultivators would be surrounded by a trace of subtle spiritual charm.

In addition, Yang Feng is quite handsome, which attracted many girls around to look back.

"Eh......" Yang Feng sighed deeply, and suddenly turned into a wry smile, just now after saying goodbye to his sister, don't keep sighing, but he couldn't help it.

The person in the repair shop said that the mobile phone had been completely scrapped, and naturally it could not be repaired, but it could be sold for fifty yuan, or replaced with two iron basins.

Yang Feng naturally couldn't sell it, this was given to him by Han Shilan.

After returning home, Yang Lianqing held a glass of milk, saw her brother walk in in dejected, frowned slightly, and asked:

"Brother, what's wrong with you, your face is so ugly?"

"It's nothing, I'm sleepy, you have to go to bed early. ”

Yang Feng barely showed a wry smile, walked towards the room, lay down on the bed, and drew a tear on the bed......

And at this moment, in the capital of the United States, it is still daytime.

In a pure white beautiful bungalow, there was a beautiful girl standing in front of the window, with a delicate face, wearing a black school uniform, and black hair, faintly tinged with a hint of yellow.

"Yang Feng, I miss you so much...... I don't know if you're doing well in China. It was Han Shilan who was whispering.

"Shilan, it's time, today is the time for Mr. Han's third operation, let's go quickly. ”

A kind and kind voice came from behind her.

Han Shilan turned around, nodded slightly, and said:

"Uncle Jiang, let's go, I've already asked Teacher Shirley for leave. ”

"Well, let's go. Jiang Bo smiled kindly, touched Han Shilan's little head, left this chic bungalow, took a Porsche 911, and drove towards the best western hospital in the United States.

Sitting in the car, Han Shilan looked at the unfamiliar environment outside the car window with beautiful eyes, with a melancholy look on her face, took out the photo album in the small bag, and saw the photo of her and Yang Feng again.

She had no choice but to leave Yang Feng, even if she told him the reason for leaving, it was hard that he would give up everything in China to accompany him to the United States.

Maybe, maybe he would......

"Doot-doo-"

A hurried phone call pulled her out of her thoughts.

Han Shilan took out her newly bought mobile phone, which was a call from her mother, and immediately picked up the phone, knowing that his father Han Yutang had entered the operating room and was now in a critical moment.

His father, Han Yutang, was terminally ill with mid-stage brain cancer, and when he was in a meeting in Yanjing before, he suddenly broke out and fainted from his chair and fell on the floor.

After hanging up the phone, Han Shilan was very anxious, leaned over to the driver's seat in front, and said to Uncle Jiang:

"Uncle Jiang, hurry up, my dad has already entered the operating room!"

"Okay, no problem. Jiang Bo glanced at Han Shilan, then nodded slightly, and sped up the speed of the car.

The car sped along the wide, car-free road.

Buzz Buzz –

At this moment, a black Lamborghini was racing wildly, followed by more than a dozen expensive sports cars.

"Hat happened?! Didn't I have someone ban all cars on this road?"

The man who was talking was the grandfather of the big family from the Rothschilds, and when he saw a car in front of him, a wave of anger suddenly rose in his heart.

"Dare to drive on our weekly private roads? hehe, then—Go to death!!"

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Bo, who was in the driver's seat of Porsche, saw that in the rearview mirror, two expensive sports cars were actually sandwiched!

He was puzzled why they did it!

Is it deliberate?!

"Ahh

Han Shilan felt a strong shock of the car, and the whole person suddenly hit the driver's seat in front of her, and the next moment suddenly made a loud noise.

"Bang!"

(End of chapter)