Zhang Muxue is worthy of being the most resolute director of the Academic Affairs Office of Tunghai University, she has just left the cafeteria on her front foot, and Yang Yifeng has not finished her meal yet, and she is calling from her side. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhang Muxue's voice on the phone sounded very excited: "Yifeng, let me tell you good news, Dean Ma has agreed, you can go to class today!"

"Yes, that's great, Mu Xue, I don't even know how to thank you! My dream since I was a child was to become a glorious college student, and now you are equivalent to helping me fulfill my dream!" Yang Yifeng also pretended to be very excited, and said to Zhang Muxue on the phone.

"Yes, then how can you thank me?" Zhang Muxue's coquettish laughter came from the phone.

"Shall I invite you to have a meal?" Yang Yifeng smiled.

"Phew, people have done you so much, they have fulfilled your dreams for you, you just invite others to a meal, your dream is worth a meal?" Zhang Muxue was obviously not very happy.

"Then you say, what do you say, what do I do, anyway, I will definitely satisfy you," Yang Yifeng's expression was a little calm, although he didn't have to go to school at all, but Zhang Muxue thought about him like this, Yang Yifeng was still quite grateful in his heart, as the so-called acting and doing a full set, he not only had to be very positive, but also thanked Zhang Muxue.

Not only to thank her for winning the qualification for herself to audit, but also to thank her for being able to care so much about herself.

"Hmph, I can't think of it now, so let's do it, you give me an IOU, and when I think of it, I'll clean you up properly!" Zhang Muxue smiled, and after Yang Yifeng agreed, she hurriedly urged on the phone: "By the way, it's not early, you should hurry up and go to class, your classroom is in 303, Building A, Ninth Teaching Building, and you are studying clinical medicine, so go to class well!"

After that, Zhang Muxue hung up the phone, and here, Yang Yifeng hugged the phone, and could only show a trace of gratitude and helpless wry smile.

No way, it's idle anyway, let's go to class.

After asking a lot of people along the way, Yang Yifeng came to the professional classroom of clinical medicine, but as soon as he came to the door, he saw that the students of this major were walking out of the classroom in a sparse manner.

Hey?

What's going on, isn't class coming soon? Why are all these students coming outside?

"Classmate, where are you going? Aren't there still classes down there?" Yang Yifeng grabbed a boy with glasses and asked suspiciously.

The boy with glasses glanced at Yang Yifeng, and then said in a weird manner: "Hey, what does it have to do with you whether we go to class or not? You seem to be the security guard of the school, right? What are you doing here?"

Listening to this boy's words, Yang Yifeng suddenly felt a little unhappy, but he was not willing to fall to the point of scheming with a little boy, smiled slightly, and said, "Oh, I'm just inquiring, you..."

"We're going to have an anatomy class! Really, why are you asking so much! Little Lizi, hurry up, don't bother!"

At this time, the person who was walking with the bespectacled boy next to him seemed to be a little dissatisfied, and left a sentence and dragged the bespectacled boy away.

And the movement here, obviously many people have seen it, and suddenly there are a lot of ridiculed voices.

In this way, Yang Yifeng followed behind these students all the way, looking for Ye Zitong's figure, but it seemed that Ye Zitong did not come to class, until Yang Yifeng followed them into the dissection room, he did not see Ye Zitong's figure, but was discussed by these students.

"Hey, who's this? Why are you wearing security clothes?"

"I don't know, maybe it's the security guard of the dormitory, but how did he get here?"

"Hell knows, maybe it's an auditor, right?"

...

In the dissection room, many students showed a trace of disdain after seeing Yang Yifeng.

They are freshmen, they are the fresh blood in the school, almost all of them dress themselves up beautifully, but Yang Yifeng is alone, wearing a security uniform, and the raunchy one comes in.

However, as if he had not heard the voices of the crowd, he went directly to the corner of the last row of the dissecting room, as if waiting for the class.

When everyone saw him, they no longer paid attention to him, but began to gather in groups to chat, although they were new students, but it was obvious that they had already fought hotly.

But at this moment, the surroundings suddenly fell silent, the sound of conversation stopped abruptly, and almost all of them looked at a girl who had just entered the door in the distance.

This girl has waist-length hair, a delicate face, a melon seed face, willow leaf curved eyebrows, sprout eyes, and a neck as white as a swan.

She was wearing a black dress, which made her skin even more white and translucent, and a piece of jewelry around her neck suddenly brought out her temperament completely.

That's a flattery.

A flattery that makes people's bones soften.

Yes, this girl is Ye Zitong...

"It seems that Lao Tzu has really come to the right place," looking at Ye Zitong, who had become the focus of attention, Yang Yifeng opened his mouth and laughed.

"Look, our professional goddess, Ye Zitong!"

"Shit, can you speak, you, this is the goddess of the whole school!"

"I saw it during military training, this Nizi must be a beauty embryo in the future!"

"you, another one who can't speak, it's a beauty now!"

...

In the originally noisy dissection room, because of Ye Zitong's entry, it suddenly became noisy again, whether it was a boy or a girl, they all looked at Ye Zitong's body vigorously.

However, Ye Zitong was not stage frightened, and slowly walked into the dissection room, without the slightest fear of the specimens soaked in formalin, and slowly walked up the stairs, at this moment, almost all the boys in the classroom were radiating green light, staring at Ye Zitong like hungry wolves, eager to pull the goddess to sit beside him.

And the girls are all ugly.

Before Ye Zitong came, they all felt that they were the most beautiful in the class, but now that Ye Zitong, the goddess recognized by the whole school, appeared, they were immediately compared.

Especially when they heard the reaction of the boys around them, the girls' faces darkened.

There weren't many boys in Nima's medical profession in the first place, and when she came, she attracted almost all the men's attention, and all of a sudden, Ye Zitong became the public enemy of the whole class.

Yang Yifeng sat in the last row, staring at Ye Zitong intently, this girl didn't seem to be very happy today, and she couldn't see any expression on her little face, but when she inadvertently raised her head and made contact with Yang Yifeng, this little girl was stunned for a second, and then she was overjoyed!

At that moment, the smile on Ye Zitong's face made almost all the men in the class scream in grief and fall under the table.

Oh my God, the goddess smiled!

It's a pity that the goddess is actually smiling at someone else!

At that moment, many male compatriots were looking at Ye Zitong's line of sight, but when their eyes fell on Yang Yifeng, the original hateful gaze turned into surprise, surprise, and anger that was difficult to hide.

It's him!

It turned out to be him!

The goddess actually smiled at a guy in a security uniform!

At this moment, almost all the boys in the class were the same enemy, looking at Yang Yifeng and wanting to swallow him alive, but then, Ye Zitong's actions directly made everyone petrified.

I saw that Ye Zitong, who was still expressionless, showed a trace of excitement that could not be concealed after seeing Yang Yifeng, and then, he trotted and almost rushed to Yang Yifeng's side, smiled slightly, and seemed to be a little shy and asked: "Classmate, is there anyone here?"

"Huh?" Yang Yifeng was stunned for a moment, and his eyes unconsciously turned to a boy beside him.

The boy's face suddenly turned red, he was a little disappointed how he sat with a security guard, but the seats in this dissection room were arranged according to the student number, not that he wanted to change it, and no one was willing to change it with him, but now, after listening to Ye Zitong's words, the boy stood up with a 'poof', bowed deeply to Ye Zitong, and said, "There is no one here, female... Sit down, classmate!"

After speaking, he left his seat as if he had been beaten and sat on Ye Zitong's seat in the distance.

Seeing this, Yang Yifeng could only let out a wry smile.