Three days later, Tongcheng University basketball training ground.
The members of the school basketball team are training in full swing.
Wang Qiang sneaked to the basketball court with his bag on his shoulder. This was his first time training with the basketball team after being taught a lesson by Zhang Yuan.
In basketball, Wang Ba and Li Xuekai each led a team and played against each other.
Wang Qiang is here!
Brother Qiang, come to the team. Without you, our team has been beaten by Li Xuekai. It’s so depressing!
In the Wangba team, a teammate shouted to Wang Qiang.
When Wang Ba saw Wang Qiang coming back, he also said: Yes, come back to the team quickly, it's our turn to torture them.
coming!
Wang Qiang put down his bag, replaced the next substitute player, and ran into the court with a smile.
At this time, team members discovered something strange about Wang Qiang.
Brother Qiang, what's wrong with your eyes?
Wang Qiang's eye socket was punched by Zhang Yuan that night. Although the bruise in his eye socket has reduced a lot in the past few days, it is still clearly visible.
Therefore, he has been embarrassed to come to the team for training these days.
Oh, it’s nothing, I fell while walking a few days ago!
Wang Qiang said awkwardly and covered his eyes with his hands, not wanting his teammates to see.
So careless!
The more Wang Qiang kept secretive and didn't want everyone to see, the more curious everyone gathered around to take a look.
No, it doesn’t look like your black eyes were from a fall!
Wang Qiang, you shouldn't let anyone beat you up!
No, absolutely not!
How could I be beaten!
Come on, come on, race, race, don’t delay your training!
Wang Qiang said.
After the game, the team members dispersed one after another. Wang Ba stopped Wang Qiang, and the two came to the shade of a tree not far from the stadium.
Wang Qiang, what’s going on with your eyes?
Wang Qiang hesitated, his eyes evasive.
Wang Ba seemed to have guessed something, and said: You must not have been beaten by Zhang Yuan!
Only then did Wang Qiang admit that he was indeed beaten by Zhang Yuan, and told Wang Ba what happened that night.
Although Wang Qiang had tried to be as objective as possible, Wang Ba still didn't believe it when Wang Qiang said that Zhang Yuan left a one centimeter deep footprint on the ground.
I thought to myself, was this boy Wang Qiang confused by Zhang Yuan?
How could one person stamp out a 1 cm deep footprint on the hard ground! Unless it's soft sand.
Therefore, Wang Ba did not take this matter at ease, thinking that Wang Qiang deliberately exaggerated the matter.
The woman he liked was slept with, and his good brother was beaten for standing up for him. Wang Ba was also very angry, but he suppressed his anger for the time being and comforted Wang Qiang.
This Zhang Yuan seems to be quite capable!
However, the Tongcheng City College Basketball Tournament is about to start. We have to hurry up and train during this period. After the college league is over, I am looking for that brat to settle the score!
Wang Qiang has seen Zhang Yuan's terrifying strength. The four of them were easily subdued by Zhang Yuan with one move, and there was no room for him to fight back. He still has lingering fears.
Therefore, when Wang Ba said that he still wanted to cause trouble for Zhang Yuan, Wang Qiang's heart skipped a beat again.
He instinctively touched the swollen black eye sockets and the newly repaired front teeth, and said: Brother Ba, forget it!
That Zhang Yuan is really good at fighting.
Wang Qiang, when did you become so brave? This is not your previous style!
But, Brother Ba...
Okay, let’s put this aside for now, let’s go and eat!
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It's winter solstice in a blink of an eye.
In the teaching building of the School of Liberal Arts and Philosophy, students from the Chinese Class 1 were sitting in the classroom wearing thick winter coats.
They were taught by Teacher Li Guangyin, head of the Chinese Department of the School of Liberal Arts and Philosophy.
An old scholar with white hair and black round glasses on the bridge of his nose!
The old scholar likes to read from the textbook in class, which is the most boring. Many students feel drowsy after listening to it, but they dare not sleep.
Zhang Yuan is still sitting in the last row of the classroom, and he closes his eyes and practices mental recuperation as soon as class begins. The classmates are already used to this, so no one bothers Zhang Yuan.
Zhang Yuan practiced the mental recuperation technique for half a class. When he opened his eyes, he found that the old scholar's class was not over yet. He looked at the sycamore tree with all its leaves outside the window in a daze amid the old scholar's loud storytelling.
The old scholar has a stubborn character and strong self-esteem.
Some students in the class don't listen carefully in his class, so forget it, but the classmate named Zhang Yuan in the Chinese class, every time he takes his class, he either sleeps with his eyes closed, or stares out the window in a daze!
How outrageous!
Li Guangyin looked at Zhang Yuan who was in a daze, pushed up his glasses, and was too lazy to say anything. He just made another serious note to Zhang Yuan in his heart.
This semester, I want to see how you pass the exam!
My Chinese class is the main subject. If I fail the exam, I'm afraid I won't be able to graduate in the future. Don't come begging me then! snort!
The old scholar shook his head and continued his lecture.
Just when Teacher Li Guangyin was talking happily, Teacher Zhang Chunlei, counselor of the Music Department of the School of Art, hurriedly came to the door of the Chinese Class 1 classroom.
He knocked on the wooden door of the classroom and interrupted Li Guangyin's class: I'm sorry, Teacher Li, for disturbing your class. I am Zhang Chunlei, a first-year music instructor at the School of Art.
Excuse me, is this a Chinese class?
The students nodded, it’s Chinese Class 1!
The old scholar looked at Zhang Chunlei in confusion, wondering what the counselor from the School of Art was doing in the class at the School of Arts and Philosophy.
Is there a classmate named Zhang Yuan in your class?
I have something urgent to do with him!
Zhang Chunlei looks very anxious!
Everyone didn't know why, so they turned to look at Zhang Yuan!
Zhang Yuan woke up from his daze. He looked at Zhang Chunlei and then at the other classmates. He didn't know what had happened! He doesn’t know this teacher named Zhang Chunlei either!
Are you Zhang Yuan?
Zhang Yuan nodded.
Can you come out for a moment? I want to ask you something!
Zhang Yuan was confused!
Other students also had questions on their faces, not knowing what Teacher Zhang meant.
Zhang Chunlei was worried that others would misunderstand him and explained: Don’t get me wrong, something happened to a student in our college. I would like to ask Zhang Yuan if he can help.
Everyone suddenly understood, but they were full of curiosity about what Teacher Zhang Chunlei said.
What is needed for a student to help?
Student Zhang Yuan sleeps in class every day, and everyone even suspects that he has a brain problem. How can he help?
yes!
I am also very curious!
In the class, Chen Tingting, who loves gossip, and her classmate Chu Mengyao started talking in low voices below.
At this time, Teacher Li Guangyin said: In that case, then student Zhang Yuan, please go out with Teacher Zhang first.
Zhang Yuan scratched the back of his head, stood up reluctantly, and then followed teacher Zhang Chunlei out of the classroom.
Outside the classroom, at the end of the corridor.
Zhang Chunlei and Zhang Yuan stood opposite each other, the golden sunlight slanting on the classroom corridor and windows, as well as the two people. Outside the corridor, the branches of the sycamore tree swayed gently in the wind.
Sorry, Zhang Yuan, for disturbing your class.
Zhang Chunlei said, still looking anxious.
Zhang Yuan: It’s okay. Teacher Zhang, what do you want from me?
Then I won’t talk in circles with you. Let me ask you, are you good at Taoism?
ah? Taoism?
right!
Zhang Yuantou shook his head like a rattle: I can’t! How can I know Taoism! I am a firm supporter of materialism!
Yeah?
Zhang Chunlei's eyes were questioning, as if he was a little disappointed.
He was silent for a second and then said: I heard what Secretary Ruan said. She said that you were the one who settled the matter with classmate Zeng Jingxue last time, so she asked me to come here to find you!
oh!
Zhang Yuan responded meaningfully, wondering what medicine Zhang Chunlei was selling in his gourd.
To be honest, there was a boy in the second year of the music department who suddenly went crazy and kept saying inexplicable words. I sent him to the school doctor for examination, but the school doctor could not find anything wrong.
His classmates said that Huang Dacai's symptoms were very similar to those of Zeng Jingxue who was possessed that day, so they asked me to come to you to see if I could solve it.
If it doesn't work, you have to send it to a big hospital!
After listening to Zhang Chunlei's words, Zhang Yuan first thought of the evil black cat that was injured and escaped. If it was possessed by the black cat, it might really become crazy!
So, honestly speaking, do you know Taoism?
That's it! Then I do know a little bit!
Zhang Yuan smiled awkwardly.
Zhang Chunlei was relieved.
In the case of Zeng Jingxue, he knew Zeng Jingxue and her roommate in detail, so he knew that this kind of thing was very dangerous!
After Zeng Jingxue's accident that night, she lost her sense of self and almost jumped off the building!
Zhang Chunlei was very worried that something like this would happen again, so he said: The situation is urgent, so please come with me and take a look!
I'm afraid something will happen if it's too late!
Zhang Yuanying said okay and followed Zhang Chunlei to the school infirmary in a hurry.
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