Chapter Eighty-Five: A Soup Relieves Grievances

"Your sister Xuan made a miracle to pull you out of the army!"

The turmoil was quickly terminated before it turned into a vicious accident.

In the live broadcast room of 'Xuanxuan Love Travel', many idlers began to rely on words to brush praises, and some people deliberately opened an e-wallet for the live broadcast network, and from time to time they jumped out some big or small rewards.

Song Fengying pressed her chest up and down.

When pulling out Zhang Xuezhou in the fastest and best way, she felt like a calm executor, with almost no distractions.

Looking back, she couldn't help but feel palpitations.

If she saw Zhang Xuezhou trampled on someone and seriously injured, or even died, it would be a very terrible thing, and it would even affect her for the rest of her life.

No matter how much wealth you have, no matter what class you will enter in the future, it will be a boring thing.

Song Fengying had a lot of thoughts in her heart, but she forcibly suppressed it.

She looked at the rare scene of enthusiastic rewards in the live broadcast room, and reluctantly communicated with Zhang Xuezhou to pull the time, trying to make these tips last a little longer.

"Sister Xuan's strength is really great!"

Zhang Xuezhou nodded, temporarily letting go of his strange thoughts that seemed to be flying.

At the school gate, some students who fell and were trampled on were picked up by their parents and quickly sent into the car.

With a rush of sounds, the vehicle rushed out like the wind.

Zhang Xuezhou also took a deep breath, and then the mana in many acupoints flowed, and by the time he was designated to the special acupuncture points to circulate and instill, his middle finger was already slightly hot.

A too halal technique was imprinted on his body, and Zhang Xuezhou only felt that many pains in his body were quickly relieved.

"Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Song Fengying came back to her senses and asked Zhang Xuezhou in a low voice.

"No need!" Zhang Xuezhou waved his hand, pointed at himself again, and said, "The place I hate to go in the most is the hospital!" ”

"Really?" Song Fengying frowned slightly.

"Not really!"

Zhang Xuezhou waved his hand.

He jumped down towards the security booth, which was nearly three meters long.

His arms spread out like bird's wings, and he stepped lightly into the ground.

When jumping down again, there seems to be a little more buoyancy in the air, which is the feeling you only have when you enter the water.

Zhang Xuezhou was slightly surprised.

If it weren't for his own perception and mental problems, he seemed to have been affected by some special influence of dreams again.

This is very unscientific.

The Qi and Blood Pill taken did not bring the slightest strength, but the demonic power induced a hint of flying.

But compared to his gliding in the sacred land of the Evil Ross River, this kind of buoyancy and borrowing power jumping at the moment is not even an introduction to flying, but only makes him lighter.

Zhang Xuezhou knew what induced this ability, but he couldn't understand the truth at all.

He must reiterate once again that no one can rely on dreaming to become stronger.

Since the dreams are all illusory, they shouldn't let him change too much.

Zhang Xuezhou can understand the mental stimulation and differences, but he has difficulty understanding the physical changes.

"You have to know yourself, you know your heart, to free yourself from the bound mind!"

He suddenly recalled what Ren Anran had said to him.

Zhang Xuezhou must admit that he really doesn't know himself.

The current confusion was something he could not explain and could not understand.

He was even in high spirits in the Snow Toad Palace, and had the idea of returning to reality to train sleepy insects.

If it weren't for him being crazy, Zhang Xuezhou felt that it was likely that the world was crazy.

The constant chaotic changes made Zhang Xuezhou even begin to believe in the correlation derived from dreams.

Either he has a problem, or the world has a problem.

For the first time, this thought came to Zhang Xuezhou's mind.

"Xuezhou's situation seems to be getting worse and worse!"

In the old and dilapidated school district room, Zhang Weimeng specially boiled a large pot of chicken soup with love and prepared a sumptuous dinner with natural ingredients.

He listened to Song Fengying's story about what happened today, and when he secretly said that he was lucky, Zhang Weimeng couldn't help but notice Zhang Xuezhou who was playing with mosquitoes.

It's not strange for a young person to catch a mosquito, but to talk to a mosquito for two hours will feel abnormal to anyone.

"Dr. Ren said that Xuezhou's condition was beyond the scope of her coping, and recommended another respected senior to Xuezhou," Song Fengying frowned.

"Which respected senior?" Zhang Weimeng asked: "I have always felt that Dr. Ren is unreliable, and the person she recommends is probably not reliable either!" ”

"Dr. Ren graduated from a prestigious school, she has done a test on me, and the test is related to nine times out of ten, and she is a person with real skills," Song Fengying said politely: "It's just that Dr. Ren never mentioned to me who that senior is!" ”

"Xuezhou? Learning boats? Did Dr. Ren recommend a doctor to you? ”

Song Fengying didn't know the name, and Zhang Weimeng immediately turned the object of inquiry to Zhang Xuezhou, who was playing with mosquitoes.

"Any life!"

In front of the desk, Zhang Xuezhou was playing with the mosquitoes that couldn't be transformed into sleepy insects, and casually replied to Zhang Weimeng.

"Doctor Ren?"

Zhang Weimeng looked confused, only to feel that there seemed to be no difference between Zhang Xuezhou's response and not responding.

But his relationship with Zhang Xuezhou today was a little bad, and even made Zhang Xuezhou a little disappointed, Zhang Weimeng didn't understand who Ren Anran recommended, so he simply stopped asking.

"Dad went to the countryside by car early in the morning, bought a big rooster from the fellow and came back, stewed a pot of soup for you, come and try Dad's craftsmanship!"

At this time, he was embarrassed to explain why he didn't go to Yucai Middle School for pick-up, and threw out an olive branch, hoping that Zhang Xuezhou could 'solve his grievances with him'.

"Big?"

Zhang Xuezhou slapped the useless mosquito in his hand.

It had been a long time since he had eaten this natural ingredient.

Many foods at home belong to artificially cultivated genetically modified high-yield food varieties, including but not limited to all kinds of canned food, compressed grains, nutritional paste, nutritional tablets, etc.

Accustomed to eating these synthetic foods for a long time, Zhang Xuezhou does not have much interest in eating.

It wasn't until he heard Zhang Weimeng mention 'Love Chicken Soup' that Zhang Xuezhou was a little happy.

It really doesn't take much to make him happy, even if it's a meal of food when he was a child, it is enough to make Zhang Xuezhou feel cheerful.

He left behind his contemplative drowsiness and quickly walked to the table.

"Commemoration of our sumptuous dinner, one, two, three, eggplant!"

Song Fengying habitually took photos before starting.

"Eat chicken legs, eating chicken legs can make you strong!"

"Eat wings, although there is no meat in these wings, the meaning is very good, it can allow you to spread your wings and fly high in the future and be admitted to your ideal college!"

Zhang Weimeng and Song Fengying sandwiched vegetables one after another, and Zhang Xuezhou's bowl suddenly piled up into a hill.

Zhang Xuezhou did not refuse.

He hadn't eaten like this in a long time.

And he was injured in a fall, and he also needed to supplement some high-protein meat foods.

Feeling the needs of the body, Zhang Xuezhou also had a great meal.

But faintly, Zhang Xuezhou only felt that in addition to his body's desire to heal his injuries, there seemed to be some other remnants.

Zhang Xuezhou narrowed his eyes slightly.

When he ate the chicken wings, he seemed to faintly have the feeling of swallowing the meat of the demon beast and making his arms feathered.