"Well, then the teacher won't keep you. Go back. Next week, you will have a high school entrance examination. Don't get sick again."

In the teacher's office of Hengshui No.1 middle school, ye Ziheng stood in front of a female teacher with both hands on his back. His face was slightly red, and he nodded to the female teacher repeatedly.

This female teacher is their head teacher Su Xianjing naturally.

Because of the problem of asking for leave yesterday, ye Ziheng was called to the office just after school and talked with the teacher for more than ten minutes. At last, ye Ziheng mobilized Qi and blood in his body and showed a temperature of 38 degrees. Su Xianjing let him go.

"I'll go back to the teacher first."

"Well, go ahead."

Ye Ziheng listens, two words don't say, a turn around then stepped on the small step to walk out.

After coming out of the office, ye Ziheng finally breathed a sigh of relief and trotted away from the teaching building and came to the school gate.

"Ah! Ye Ge. "

Ye Ziheng suddenly heard a familiar voice in his ear, turned his head and looked in the direction of the voice, but saw a person who should not have appeared at this time.

"He Qiming, how are you here?"

It is he Qiming who calls ye Ziheng.

At this time, he Qiming, wearing a suit of casual clothes and a flattering smile, trotted towards ye Ziheng.

"Brother ye, long time no see."

He Qiming said politely.

"Ye Ge? Are you calling me

Ye Ziheng looked around, with a trace of doubt on his face.

"I'm calling you."

He Qiming said with a slightly embarrassed smile on his face.

Looking at his appearance, ye Ziheng suddenly remembers the scene he saw with Qin Luo yesterday. Since he can stand with the master of which family, his status in which family is not low. He should also know the identity of Qin Luo. When he saw Qin Luo standing with himself, because he was a big disciple of tianxingmen, he would talk to himself like this.

"Well, don't you have to go to school?"

Ye Ziheng looked at his casual clothes and asked.

"That family has already arranged for us. After the middle school entrance examination, we went directly to No.1 middle school, which is not the same in fact. Generally, we only go to school to experience life when the family is OK."

"So good!"

Ye Ziheng suddenly envied him. How comfortable life is.

"Haven't tianxingmen arranged for brother ye?"

He Qiming looks at ye Ziheng, with a trace of doubt on his face.

Ye Ziheng stupefied for a while, but said with even a wave of his hand.

"Well, zongmen means that whatever school I want to go to depends on my own strength, and I can't get something for nothing."

Of course, this is a fake, but does ye Ziheng think that the performance is about to be completed? Since others have believed in their identity as disciples of tianxingmen, of course, they will continue to play.

Moreover, although the identity of tianxingmen disciple seems to be very tall, it is much lower key than the real life true disciple. Ye Ziheng thinks it is very good.

"Depending on your own strength, the disciples of tianxingmen are really different."

He Qiming said that he flattered, but ye Ziheng thought that this flattery was very bad. As long as he was a martial artist and had a strong mind, it was not easy to test a City No. 1 middle school. What could he eat on his own strength? He said nothing.

But of course, ye Ziheng can't say the bottom of his heart. He just chuckled and said "where is it?".