Chapter 1025: There Are Wind Chimes in the South and Hengmu in the North (Two Hundred and Eighty-Eight)

Li Nanheng smiled, and said in a light voice, "I didn't ask people to drive me out. Isn't it because you are afraid that they will get hurt?"

Feng Ling: "..."

"What on earth are you going to do?"

"Wait for you to take it in."

"A person like you, do you still need me to take you in? Even if I take you in, the result will be the same. I have no chance with you anymore!" Feng Ling had already made his words clear enough.

Li Nanheng nodded solemnly: "That's just a simple shelter. If I don't hook up with you, I'll be your assistant honestly. How about it?"

Feng Ling: "..."

The man had the words "Trapped" written on his forehead in big letters.

She raised her hand to touch her forehead, closed her eyes, and finally took out a business card from the drawer with no expression on her face and threw it in front of him: "I won't accept you until you die, if you insist on acting like this Myself, the KTV next door is recruiting waiters, I think your image in all aspects meets the standards they want."

Li Nanheng sat there motionless, looked at the business card she threw in front of him, and glanced at her suspiciously.

Feng Ling helped him clear up the confusion: "This is the call from the KTV boss."

Li Nan glanced at her with a hint of danger in an instant.

Feng Ling didn't want to talk to him anymore, so he got up directly, passed by him with a cold face, turned around and entered the classroom without looking back.

...

At 4:00 p.m., Chen Beiqing will come over for class at this afternoon.

In order to avoid Li Nanheng, Feng Ling didn't leave the classroom all afternoon, and didn't bother to ask him if he left. Anyway, she didn't have much strength right now, so she just sat in the classroom and waited for the students from the next class to come.

When Chen Beiqing walked into the classroom, he happened to see that Feng Ling had just handed over the empty cup in his hand to a student, and asked the student to help her get a cup of hot water back.

He took a few glances outside and walked in: "Come to work before you recover from your illness?"

Feng Ling glanced at him, but didn't respond. He only said thank you when the student brought her back the water glass, and then put it aside.

Chen Beiqing came over and was about to reach out to touch her forehead.

Feng Ling turned his face away and glanced at him again: "What are you doing?"

Chen Beiqing's hand paused in mid-air, realizing that her cold temper was really resisting even being touched by him on her forehead, so she had to put her hand down: "I want to see if you have a fever, because you His complexion is very bad."

"It's just a cold, it's not that serious. I'll go to class with them on time in a while. You are very proficient in your movements. Just do as I said." Feng Ling looked outside again, and saw other students one after another. They're all here, so they didn't say much, but when Chen Beiqing turned around knowingly and was about to go to class, Feng Ling remembered the bowl of ginger soup he specially sent, and she seemed really indifferent. Added: "Thank you for the bowl of ginger soup before."

This is probably the first time since I have pursued her for so long, I heard her speak to me actively, and it is also the first time I heard her tone not so blunt and indifferent.

Chen Beiqing looked back at her, and immediately curled his lips, and was about to speak, but he heard the second half of Feng Ling's sentence: "But please don't go to my house again, I don't like other people going to my house I don’t like to be disturbed, and I don’t like being touched by people I don’t know close to my private life.”

Chen Beiqing looked at her for a while, then suddenly stood there without moving, with his hands hanging by his sides like this. After a while, he pushed his tongue hard into the left half of his cheek, turned around suddenly, bent over and directly touched her with both hands. He pressed against the wall behind her, and Feng Ling was still sitting there leaning against the wall. His movement caught her off guard for a while, and she didn't realize it for a while. When she realized it, she was already trapped by classmate Chen, whom she had always regarded as a student. .

Her eyes paused for a moment, and then she turned cold: "What are you doing? Class is about to begin, what do you look like..."

"What's wrong with me? I've pursued you for so long. As a result, from one year to now, I haven't even gotten a smile from you. You have a cold. I want to go to your address and give you a bowl of ginger." Tang passed by, not only did you not let me in for a while, but I got your disgust, tell me, what should I do?"

Although the man in front of him was only in his early twenties, and he was just an international student, the gentleness of his body was mixed with some displeasure and obvious discontent at this moment, and his eyes just because of this lowered the distance from his body, and looked at him very closely. Looking at her, staring straight into her always indifferent eyes: "It was you who suddenly appeared in front of me in the parking lot, and the whole person just jumped into my world like this. I like it, but I also try my best to pursue it slowly, not to annoy you, why, a bowl of ginger soup is all you need, are you afraid of others breaking into your life too forcefully, or are you resisting? What? I feel that what you are resisting is not just me, but that you have completely trapped yourself in a very small corner and refused anyone to approach your heart. Have you been hurt in any way? Can't you say it? Do you have to hold back like this?"

Feng Ling didn't expect that someone who had always been gentle and polite to him, even if she didn't accept him, would not force him to send flowers, would turn around suddenly, which really shocked her.

At the same time, before she recovered from the shock and before she had time to push the person away, the door of the classroom suddenly opened again.

"Ah Ling, this Mr. Li..." The boss walked into the door with a fawning expression on his face. He wanted to discuss something with Feng Ling, but when he saw this scene when he came in, his eyebrows twitched twice, and he choked on the words. mouth.

The man who walked in behind the boss of the Budokan was tall and straight. He had already put on the clothes of the same coach as Feng Ling, which was unique to the Budokan. He looked coldly at the woman who was half-forcibly imprisoned by the wall.

Facing Li Nanheng's gaze, Feng Ling's expression was stunned. When he saw the clothes on his body again, he seemed to understand something instantly, and stared directly at the boss: "Boss, you..."

The boss of the Budokan said awkwardly and flatteringly: "I see that you usually work too hard, no, you are so tired that you are sick, and you have always planned to find an assistant for you. It just so happens that this Mr. Li is very skilled. Apply to be an assistant coach and let him follow you from now on."

Apply?

Does Li Nanheng still need to apply? The purpose of opening a martial arts gym is to do business and make money, and I don't know how much money Li Nanheng spent to come in, so the boss has such a embarrassed expression. He knows that she will definitely not agree, but he still brings this bastard in!

Feng Ling was about to speak with a cold face when his chin was suddenly pinched by Chen Beiqing and he turned around!