The school Yang Feng studied at was called Experimental High School. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info said that good is not good, bad is not bad, the level of teaching in the middle of the stream, can also send a few students to a prestigious school every year.

Of course, Yang Feng got the memory of his predecessor, but he knew that the level of his predecessor, let alone a famous school, did not need to be considered at all.

Even he knew that his parents in this life had the idea of letting his predecessor finish high school and go to a technical school.

This made Yang Feng speechless.

His sister Yang Ling, who also graduated from the experimental high school, but did well academically, directly entered the provincial famous school, and is now about to graduate, it is said that the previous internship performance was outstanding, and he was commended by the leaders of the internship company many times, and it is possible to be a small leader or something as soon as he graduates.

Compared with the sister and brother, they are completely in the sky and underground, and they don't feel like a mother.

"Shame on me, fortunately I took it away, otherwise the gap between my sister and brother will get bigger and bigger in the future, and there will definitely be a moth." Yang Feng sighed, feeling that he had done something good.

"What are you talking about Yang Feng, what moth?" Suddenly, a voice came.

Yang Feng looked over and saw several half-grown teenagers of the same age walking over.

This is an ex's classmate, and a few fox friends who have a very good relationship.

"Oh, nothing." Yang Feng said perfunctorily, and then glanced at a few fox friends and dogs.

Subconsciously, Yang Feng observed a few people with the mind of the main god, and found that their mental power was ordinary and had no characteristics.

Yang Feng sighed in his heart, worthy of being a friend of his predecessor, they are all the same color, and the mud can't support the wall.

"Yang Feng, haven't you heard that something big happened in our class." Suddenly, a little fat man spoke.

Yang Feng asked suspiciously, "What's the matter?" ”

The little fat man said mysteriously: "I heard that our old class passed out at home, and was sent to the hospital for examination and said that he had cancer, but I am afraid that I will not have a chance to teach us." ”

Yang Feng was stunned.

The old class in the mouth of the little fat man is the head teacher who teaches them Chinese, named Chen Mingqiu, who is a middle-aged man with a kind personality and a funny speech.

It is said that Yang Feng is a student in the ordinary class of high school, compared with the eugenic class like the rocket class, Yang Feng's learning atmosphere is very relaxed, and there is no too heavy homework and the like, just because they have a good class teacher Chen Mingqiu.

Since students are rare to achieve on the road to school, he encourages students to learn more other things, such as painting, piano, singing, computers, as long as they are interested in hobbies, he encourages and even helps to find teaching materials.

Therefore, such a class teacher is especially loved by the students in the class, and when he suddenly heard that the old class had cancer, Yang Feng couldn't help but sigh a little.

After more than 400 years of experience in infinite space, Yang Feng understands a truth.

Good people don't live long, and bad people do disasters for thousands of years.

It is an ironclad fact that none of the main gods who have detached themselves from the infinite space are good people.

In reality, although there is no open and secret fighting, the well-wishers are obviously tortured much more than the bad guys.

Perhaps, I should do something.

A flash of light flashed in Yang Feng's mind, but he didn't catch it.

"Okay, look at your expressions, such a good person in the old class has cancer, how can you gossip, you don't have any conscience at all, let's buy some fruit and see him later." Yang Feng angrily scolded the little fat man, and then turned to leave.

Looking at Yang Feng's back, the little fat man looked at each other.

Funny isn't it, you're usually the one who likes to gossip the most, why do you have the face to talk about us?

After class, sure enough, the teacher announced one thing, Chen Mingqiu was temporarily suspended due to illness, and the math teacher temporarily took over as the class teacher, and as for their Chinese, other teachers would teach them for a few days.

For these news, there was a lot of discussion in the class, and some even showed worry, after all, not every head teacher is as good as Chen Mingqiu.

Sitting in the back row of the class, Yang Feng did not participate in the discussion.

Everyone has cancer, no matter how much you say, how good can you say? Just go back and take a look, if you can help, just help, this is the most real.

Now Yang Feng's main thing is to build the main god space.

Otherwise, a main god who will be killed by divine power at any time is no different from a patient with cancer.

People seem to be listening carefully, but Yang Feng's ideas have spread out, looking for suitable talents throughout Yunzhou.

The quota of 100 people he set for the internal test is only twenty-five now, and the number of people is still far behind.

I'm about to cast the summons order for a few people who have just found free time, and even if they suddenly disappear, they won't be noticeable. Yang Feng found a familiar person.

This is a ward at the First People's Hospital of Yunzhou. The patient in the ward was none other than Chen Mingqiu, the head teacher of their class.

Although he has cancer, Chen Mingqiu is not in the state of a patient at all, and is chatting with a gray-haired old man, the hearty laughter and humorous words make the old man happy, and also make the depressed ward appear a relaxed atmosphere.

"If you are worthy of being a Chinese teacher, you can speak well." Yang Feng sighed, and then he thought about looking for Chen Mingqiu's family, and then heard the words that made Yang Feng silent.

Chen Mingqiu's cancer is a brain cancer, which is now at an advanced stage, and doctors assert that he has no more than three months left to live.

Chen Mingqiu's wife, a middle-aged woman with a plump figure and charm, sat on a chair outside the ward, her whole face was pale, her spirit was decadent, and she was in a daze, her hands clutched the examination report, revealing an air of despair.

Yang Feng couldn't bear to look at it.

But even if he is the main god, there is nothing he can do.

The so-called Lord God is not the kind of god who is high up and can do whatever he wants to all living beings.

The Lord God is equivalent to a fair platform, what others get from you, you have to pay more, you can't break the rules because of mercy, otherwise you will be punished by the original Lord God.

"When I was an adventurer in the infinite world before, I could still be a savior, but now I am the main god, but I can't do that, hey, this god is a shackle." Yang Feng sighed.

"Perhaps, you can let him participate in the internal test of the main god space, and you can't do it yourself, but it's okay to give him a chance."

Yang Feng investigated Chen Mingqiu and found that although his spiritual power was not very high, he was very pure, and he had an indescribable temperament.

That's talent.

Chen Laoban can still be cultivated.

Yang Feng pondered for a moment, and suddenly had the idea to communicate with Chen Mingqiu's wife. He spoke in a brilliant and atmospheric rumbling voice.

"Mortal, this god has heard your desperate prayers, do you have any wishes?"

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