Zhuo Bufan smiled and said, "I need a lot of old medicinal herbs, the older the better. If Old Master Gu can find them for me, I can help you modify your Kung Fu."
"Really?" Gu Jianfeng's eyes flashed. Although he was in the military, he had a wide network of contacts. It was not easy to get old medicinal herbs, but it was not impossible.
Long Aotian knew that Zhuo Bufan had done the Long family a great favor this time, so he quickly said, "I know a lot of people in the north. There are deep mountains and virgin forests there. I'll send someone to contact my friends there and help Mr. Zhuo find them."
In their opinion, Zhuo Bufan was good at martial arts and medicine. They guessed that he needed those old medicinal herbs to refine some kind of elixir.
In the next few days, Zhuo Bufan ran between school and home. He had enough Peiyuan Dans, but he still needed to practice hard in order to build the supreme Taoist root. He had seen too many geniuses fall. On the road of cultivation, it was not as simple as having talent. It also needed perseverance and hard practice.
In the blink of an eye, it was the day of the school anniversary. Banners were hung everywhere at the gate of Jinling High School, the school dormitory, and the auditorium. The students were also preparing for their performances. Zhuo Bufan had long forgotten about this matter. No matter what he did, he would only make a fool of himself.
There were no classes in the afternoon. Zhuo Bufan was dragged out by Ye Xuan to drink milk tea to kill time. His girlfriend, Yuan Shuang, Ma Guodong, and Zhang Yang were also there.
"Brother Fan, what would you like to drink? Orange iced tea?" Ma Guodong asked in a flattering way.
Zhuo Bufan nodded and looked out of the glass window. No one knew what he was thinking. Ye Xuan and Yuan Shuang were hugging each other, as if they were glued to each other. Zhang Yang was envious and jealous of them.
Just as they were talking, a tall woman walked in from the door. She was wearing a pink long-sleeved coat with a white undershirt inside. There were earrings hanging from her sparkling earlobes, and she was wearing plain high-heeled shoes, revealing a part of her fair instep. She walked up to Zhuo Bufan angrily and said, "
"Zhuo Bufan, you didn't answer my calls. If your classmates hadn't told me that you were hiding here drinking milk tea, I wouldn't have caught you."
With such a fiery temper, Ma Guodong and Zhang Yang were stunned on the spot. Ye Xuan hurriedly let go of Yuan Shuang who was in his arms. This beautiful woman's pretty face was 30% resentment and 70% anger. Wasn't it Yan Chunyi?
"Oh, Ms. Yan, what can I do for you?" Zhuo Bufan asked leisurely while drinking milk tea.
Yan Chun Yi almost spat out blood. She put her hands on her waist and was so angry that her chest was heaving up and down, "You ignored my words. Where's the program you prepared? The school anniversary will start tonight. I haven't submitted the program yet. "
"Submit a recital. It's Yue Fei's Rivers Run Red." Zhuo Bufan came to his senses. In his mind, there seemed to be only one text that he was familiar with. Moreover, the feelings of family and country, the tragic and stirring momentum of dying before achieving one's ambitions were in line with his current mood.
Yan Chun Yi graduated from Chunhua Key University. She stared at Zhuo Bufan with sharp eyes and sneered, "Hehe, Zhuo Bufan, what do you mean? Yue Fei is full of grief and patriotism. Do you have something against me?"
Zhuo Bufan thought that women were the most troublesome. He smiled and said, "I wouldn't dare to say anything bad about Ms. Yan."
"Yo, is Ms. Yan scolding her students here?" Suddenly, a sharp voice came from behind Yan Chunyi. Everyone turned around and saw a woman about the same age as Yan Chunyi walk in. She wore a long black dress and had straight, permed hair that draped over her shoulders. Her looks were ordinary, but she was dressed like a goddess.
"It's Ms. Yan's nemesis, Liu Chuyi," Ma Guodong said in a low voice.
"Ms. Liu, what does this have to do with you?" Yan Chun Yi looked at Liu Chuyi and said in a neutral tone.
Liu Chuyi smiled and said, "I'm just concerned about you. Your class is always at the bottom every year. Even if you scold the students, you won't be able to change the result. On the other hand, the boys in my class are handsome and talented. They always get into the top three every year."
"Just because you say they can get in, what gives you the right to say that the boys in my class can't …" Yan Chun Yi said. She looked at the two boys behind Liu Chuyi. They were tall, handsome, and well-dressed. She then looked at the students in her class. Other than Ye Xuan, who was dressed a little more fashionably, the other three were really country bumpkins. This included Zhuo Bufan.
Liu Chuyi covered his mouth and laughed, "Ms. Yan, if you have the confidence, let's make a bet. Do you dare?"
"Why not?" Yan Chun Yi was not to be outdone.
"As long as the students in your class get the prize, I'll give you all the prize money for the final exam. If you lose, you have to give me your new Gucci bag." Liu Chuyi said with a smile.
"Sure, do you think I'm afraid of you? Hmph!" Yan Chun Yi said angrily.
Liu Chuyi looked at the boys behind him and said, "Chuhua, Zhang Di, you two buy ten cups of milk tea for the students who are rehearsing. Count it as my treat."
After they bought the milk tea and left, Yan Chunyi looked like a frosted eggplant. She immediately hung her head dejectedly. "It's over. I only bought that snakeskin bag for a week, and I even saved two months' worth of money to buy it. If I had known, I wouldn't have agreed to the bet with her."
After muttering to herself, Yan Chun Yi looked at Zhuo Bufan helplessly. She did not hold any hope and turned to leave.
Ma Guodong patted his chest and said, "Teacher Yan is beautiful, but she's too hot-tempered. I heard that she poured cold water on a PE teacher who tried to court her. After that, no male teachers dared to court her anymore. What a pity."
"Did that Teacher Liu have a grudge against her?" Zhuo Bufan asked curiously.
Zhang Yang immediately revealed a gossipy expression and said, "You don't know, but Teacher Liu and Teacher Yan used to be best friends. They were inseparable, and I heard that they were university classmates. I don't know why they became enemies, but for some reason, they always fought with each other."
Zhuo Bufan smiled bitterly. He really did not understand the world of women. Some of them would fight for a lifetime because of some trivial things. From best friends, they would become enemies and strangers. No wonder they were at each other's throats the moment they met.
"Bufan, you're unlucky this time. If Teacher Yan loses, I'm afraid she'll vent her anger on you. Take care!" Ye Xuan said jokingly.
Zhuo Bufan shook his head and said in his heart, "The sage said it well. It's only the mean and women who are hard to deal with! He didn't lie to me. "
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