Chapter 102: Wireless Fishing
There was a crowd of people outside the examination room, all of whom were good parents who sent the exam.
Zhou Decheng brought so many hostesses over, and he also won bursts of applause from the parents.
"Principal Zhou is really caring, and he also invited the etiquette and bought flowers for our children to celebrate. ”
"That's it, thank you really for your kindness. ”
The applause of the parents came one after another.
But Zhou Chengde waved his hand hard.
"Please don't get me wrong. ”
"These flowers are not dedicated to your students. ”
"It's dedicated to just one person. ”
After saying that, Zhou Chengde walked in front of Ye Feng, with a smile on his face, and hurriedly waved to the etiquette ladies.
Many beauties immediately surrounded Ye Feng's family.
Many reporters and photographers who reported on the scene also aimed their lenses at Ye Feng.
The parents were stunned, but then their faces were full of resentment and felt extremely unfair.
But even if they are unhappy, they can only hold back.
"We haven't had a student from Yan University in Jiangzhou for three years, classmate Ye Feng, you are the hope of our entire Jiangzhou City!"
At this moment, Zhou Chengde bowed directly to Ye Feng, and his words were quite excited.
Seeing this scene, the parents gathered around widened their eyes.
"Could it be that he is the one who went viral in the parent group, Ye Feng, who ranked first in the ten schools?"
"Sure enough, it's someone else's student! If only my student were so good!"
With an exclamation, everyone looked at Ye Feng's eyes, and they couldn't help but change.
And looking at Ye Youwei and Zhou Xinlan's eyes, they were even more jealous.
Jealous that they have such a good son.
In the next two days, for every exam, Ye Feng walked out of the examination room early.
Those parents who were waiting at the door no longer dared to despise this student.
After the last exam, many parents brought their students to celebrate.
But Ye Feng did not go home with his parents.
He just came to the shore of Yangui Lake alone and picked up a bamboo.
Just like those anglers, Ye Feng casually found a place to sit down, and shook the bamboo pole in the direction of the center of the lake.
This seems simple.
However, a large amount of dragon qi was released from Ye Feng's palm.
The dragon qi climbed forward along the bamboo pole, and when it reached the end of the bamboo pole, it turned into a filament and went straight to the bottom of the lake.
Since trying the sweetness of the Dragon Nine Style, the First Style and the Second Style.
Ye Feng began to take the initiative to study the use of the third formula.
Although it still takes chance to truly understand the third form, through study, Ye Feng believes in himself and can still learn a little fur.
It's just that compared to the Yanlong Divine Armor and the Yanlong Claw, these two magnificent moves, the third type of Yanlong Gangqi, pays more attention to the meticulous control of the dragon qi.
Ye Feng's purpose in coming here to fish is to practice and refine the control of dragon qi.
Not far from Ye Feng, there was also a fisherman.
It was an old man with gray hair.
Compared with Ye Feng's broken bamboo pole, not to mention the various high-end equipment around the old man, he was followed by two entourages.
Ye Feng was disdainful of this posture.
But if the big man in Jiangzhou sees this old man, he will definitely be shocked.
After all, he is a big man from Yanjing, Wei Lao.
Wei Lao inadvertently glanced in the direction of Ye Feng.
But it was this glance that immediately piqued his interest.
The fishing rod in Ye Feng's hand was just a crooked bamboo pole, not to mention, the other end of the bamboo pole didn't even have a fishing line.
This kind of nonsensical behavior, in the eyes of most people, is nothing more than a prank.
But when Wei Lao felt the aura around Ye Feng, he couldn't sit still.
Wei Lao put down his fishing rod and walked towards Ye Feng.
The two entourages behind him wanted to follow, but Wei Lao waved his hand.
The retinue had no choice but to bow their heads and remain where they were.
"Young man, you have a problem with this fishing method, you don't even have a line, how can you fish?"
The old man was also easy-going.
walked to Ye Feng's side and sat on the ground with Ye Feng.
Whether people's hearts are good or bad, Ye Feng can see at a glance.
And the old man sitting next to him was full of red light, and his luck was even redder, but Ye Feng was not disgusted.
"Haven't you heard that Jiang Ziya fishes, and those who wish to take the bait. ”
Ye Feng just glanced at the old man, and then continued to focus on Yangui Lake.
"That's what I said, but Jiang Ziya also has a fishing line, and you don't even have a fishing line?"
The old man asked suspiciously.
Only this time, Ye Feng didn't answer.
His rod is not only lined, but also the strongest in the world.
It's just that this thread, formed by dragon qi, can't be seen by the old man.
Seeing that Ye Feng didn't speak, Wei Lao also sat next to him, feeling something carefully.
He was very sure that around Ye Feng, there was some kind of indescribable aura exuding at this time.
But as for what this aura was, Wei Lao had no clue.
Just then, a limousine stopped at the lake.
The next girl walking in the car was Wei Lao's granddaughter, Wei Zishu.
This girl's skin is as white as clotted fat, her body looks like a model, and her facial features are even more exquisite to the point of suffocation.
Wei Zishu looked around, and when she noticed that her grandfather was actually sitting on the ground, her willow eyebrows were furrowed, and her face was obviously a little displeased.
"Grandpa, the ground is so dirty, why do you want to be such a person. ”
The girl walked up to the old man and said dissatisfiedly.
"Be quiet and don't disturb others fishing. ”
Wei Lao made a silent gesture and reminded in a low voice.
Wei Zishu looked up, and then noticed that Ye Feng's fishing rod didn't even have a fishing line.
"Where is this fishing, it's clearly pretending to be a ghost!"
Wei Zishu's voice did not weaken, but deliberately increased a few points.
Then she stepped forward and helped Wei Lao up.
After Wei Lao got up, Wei Zishu stood behind him again and gently patted off the dirt and grass stuck to his clothes.
But at this time, the old man had no intention of leaving.
"Let Grandpa see how the fish got hooked. ”
Wei Lao continued to look at Ye Feng's fishing rod.
From the beginning, Wei Lao had an intuition in his heart.
The young man sitting on the ground will surely catch a fish.
In order to witness this bizarre technique work, Wei Lao didn't mind waiting a little longer.
"Grandpa, I know what you're thinking, you must think of him as some kind of master. ”
"But I promise, it's a prank!"
"Look at his young age, where does he look like a master!"
Wei Zishu glanced at Ye Feng and said disdainfully.
She knows that her grandfather is a person who cherishes talents, and always likes to recruit talents from all walks of life.
But this time, Wei Zishu was sure that it must be his grandfather who looked away.
"You know a fart, if you don't look at it, get out, Lao Tzu refines martial arts, do you still need to understand it?"
Ye Feng said directly impatiently.
For the old man beside him, he knew very well in his heart that this old man was not simple.
Although this person can't see clearly the thread he made with dragon qi.
But he can feel his own breath, which is already very rare.
Ye Feng even, it can be concluded that the old man's realm is definitely not under Ling Nanshan.
It's not bad to meet such a master and chat with him.
But as for this, girls with long hair and short knowledge, Ye Feng has little patience.
Just hearing his words, Wei Zishu was already unhappy, and at this time he was even more angry.
She couldn't wait to rush forward and break Ye Feng's crooked and ugly bamboo pole.