A dream solves a thousand sorrows.

When Yang Ming raised his eyelids, he only felt that after a good night's sleep, his whole body was clear, and the tiredness accumulated before was swept away.

"Big guy, are you awake?"

Wang Sheng's voice came from the side, Yang Ming propped up his upper body on the bed, rubbed his eyes, and saw Wang Sheng holding a basin of hot water, squeezing out a flattering smile on his honest face, and said enthusiastically:

"Big guy, do you want to wash your face?"

Wang Sheng put down the basin and handed over a clean towel with both hands.

At this moment, the expression on Wang Sheng's face, written as a little brother, is read as licking a dog.

Yang Ming looked puzzled, he didn't understand why Wang Sheng had changed so much before and after, where was the previous arrogance?

Yang Ming didn't know that while he was sleeping, Tang San had already danced and talked about the battle between him and Su Yuntao.

What thousands of miles to ride alone, go to the meeting alone, and say, "Yang Ming of the Holy Soul Village is here!" Immediately afterwards, after three hundred rounds of fighting with Su Yuntao, both sides made their own strange moves, and fought in the dark, and finally Su Yuntao was one move short, but he was defeated by Yang Ming and defeated the Martial Spirit Palace.

Tang San made up the story, and the things that could be said in one sentence were a mess, and he talked about it for more than half an hour, but the story was fascinating, and he was stunned for a moment by the little children who didn't have much knowledge, and they all automatically became Yang Ming's little fans.

Although there were many doubts in his heart, there were people to serve him, so Yang Ming went with the flow.

After washing his face, Yang Ming looked at it, and among a group of little children, there was actually a little girl standing in pink, which was simply a budding red rose growing in a bunch of grass, which made people feel like their eyes were bright.

The little girl is about six years old, her height is the same as Yang Ming's, her delicate face, white and red, and her skin is smooth, like a round lychee, which makes people have the urge to take a bite.

She was dressed in simple clothes, but she was also clean and tidy, her long black hair was combed into a scorpion braid tied at her back, and her big watery eyes seemed to be able to speak, staring directly at Yang Ming.

"Hey, you are the hero of the lonely shadow of the cold river, Yang Ming who was angry at the crown, crossed the river in white in a fit of anger, and fought with the great soul master Su Yuntao for three hundred rounds?"

The girl's crisp voice sounded, as beautiful as the sound of a yellow oriole chirping, which attracted Yang Ming's attention.

It's just that......

Listening to the words in her mouth, Yang Ming always felt that something was wrong.

What hero?

What is the anger of the crown for the red face?

Tang San silently hid in the crowd, his head turned to one side, so as not to be noticed by Yang Ming, and silently said in his heart:

"Didn't see me, didn't see me, didn't see me......"

Yang Ming sat on the bed, folded his hands on his chin, his eyes narrowed, and he chuckled:

"I don't change my name, I don't change my surname, it's Yang Ming."

"My name is Xiao Wu, dancing dance."

The little girl swung her feet inward, made a gesture with both hands, and said:

"I want to be the head of the Seven Houses, I have already defeated Tang San before, but you haven't been defeated by me yet, come and fight with me!"

Yang Ming smashed his mouth, stretched comfortably, and said lazily:

"I'm sorry, I'm not interested."

Raising his eyes and looking at Xiao Wu, who was eager to try, Yang Ming folded his arms on the back of his head, cocked Erlang's legs, and said indifferently:

"If you want to be the head of the seven houses, you can do it, and I don't object."

In Yang Ming's opinion, a dormitory director is just a dormitory head, and it is not interesting to fight around.

It's better to get a little more sleep......

However, Yang Ming obviously ignored Xiao Wu's stubbornness, she stomped on the ground with her little feet, and said coquettishly:

"No, if I don't fight you and defeat you, then what's the point of me being the head of this house?"

"Oh." Yang Ming raised his hands and shrugged his shoulders, "Okay, I surrender, you win." ”

As the saying goes, good men don't fight with women, and Yang Mingcai is too lazy to worry about Xiao Wu.

Besides, what if Yang Ming wins Xiao Wu?

As he spoke, Yang Ming ignored Xiao Wu, who was dancing like thunder, and pulled out Tang San, who was hiding very deeply, from the crowd.

Tang San also thought that Yang Ming had already discovered that he had made up the story, and he was quite uneasy in his heart.

However, Tang San thought badly, Yang Ming didn't notice it at all, hooked up with Tang San, and said:

"Third brother, let's go, let's eat!"

Wang Sheng's ears moved, and he trotted over excitedly, and said:

"Big guy, you're going to dinner?"

"yes? What's wrong? Yang Ming wondered.

Wang Sheng patted his chest, banged, and said enthusiastically:

"Big guy, how can this make you break the bank, and the younger brother will come to treat you later!"

"Okay then."

Although he didn't understand what happened when he was asleep, Yang Ming saw that Wang Sheng didn't look like a bad-hearted person, so he let him arrange it.

The other children in Qishe were naturally happy to be with Yang Ming, and walked out of the dormitory with Yang Ming.

Looking at the back of Yang Ming's departure, Xiao Wu pouted, stamped his feet with hatred, and said angrily:

"Stingy! Stingy! It's stingy! Isn't it just a fight, I don't want to! ”

Although he was indignant, Xiao Wu was still very honest and didn't want to be special, so he was isolated by everyone, and after stomping his feet, he still went out with everyone.

The cafeteria is in the school building and runs through the entire playground.

At this time, it is close to evening, it is estimated that class has ended, and many people can be seen on the road, coolly dressed seniors, tall seniors, and all kinds of teachers.

The cafeteria of the Notting Junior Soul Master Academy was large, enough to accommodate more than 300 people in six classes plus teachers.

The cafeteria is divided into two floors, and there are 300 seats in the hall on the first floor alone, and there are already many people queuing up in front of the window to eat.

Just as Wang Sheng took Yang Ming and the others to line up with the crowd, a discordant voice came.

"Yo, isn't this Wang Sheng's gang of poor ghosts?"

Yang Ming paused and looked in the direction where the voice came from, but saw a group of senior students standing on the stairs on the first and second floors, pointing and pointing here.

The one who spoke was a senior, who looked like a dog, but he couldn't spit out ivory in his mouth, and he was full of cynicism:

"Hehe, dirt buns are dirt buns, so you can only go to the first floor to eat that kind of junk food, and never want to come to the second floor to eat."

Wang Sheng had already recognized who the other party was, and he was so angry.

However, his family is poor, but he can't afford the cost of the second floor, so he can only purse his lips tightly, and his shoulders tremble with anger.

Just when Wang Sheng felt the darkness of his life, a wide palm full of warmth fell on his shoulder, and Yang Ming's voice shone into his heart like a dawn that broke through the darkness:

"Why don't you just go to the second floor for a meal, let's go, I'll invite you to go with me!"

Wang Sheng only thought that Yang Ming was trying to stand out for himself, and he was so moved that he couldn't extricate himself, and choked up:

"Big Guy ......"

The senior student, who was originally walking towards the second floor, paused in his footsteps, Huo Di looked at Yang Ming, and sneered:

"Slap a swollen face to fill a fat man, I don't know what to say!"