Chapter 836

Feng Na looked at him sympathetically and sighed. She said, "you really didn't lose to me, you lost to Li Yundong!"

Yan Hua couldn't swallow at one breath. He choked red and said, "I lost to him? He didn't attend the speech?"

Feng Na smiled: "Without him, how can I defeat you? I'm just taking advantage of him! If he runs for the president of the student union himself, both me and you should step aside, do you understand? Yan Hua, you should remember that you don't want to compete with this boy one day in Tiannan University, because you can never reach the height he has reached!"

After Li Yundong rushed out of the small auditorium, he ran dozens of meters away before he stopped in shock. He forked his waist, shook his head and sighed to himself: "Li Yundong, Li Yundong, you are a man of practice. You are scared to death. You are really worthless!"

Li Yundong looked back at the small auditorium. He smiled bitterly and said, "this place is definitely my unlucky place. It was like this last time, and it's still like this time!"

Li Yundong shook his head and smiled for a while. He walked to the school library, ready to return the books, and then borrow some new books.

Walking to the library, the old man of the library saw Li Yundong and said with a smile, "have you finished reading the book borrowed yesterday?"

Li Yundong smiled, took out two books and handed them over. Then he chose two more books. He smiled and said, "yes, please again."

The old man smiled and said, "if you don't, this is our job!"

As he spoke, he went to the book area to help Li Yundong choose the two books he wanted. He smiled and handed them over, but his eyes fell on the Qibao psychic fan tightly wrapped by cloth behind Li Yundong. He suddenly asked, "it's inconvenient for you to carry such a big thing?"

Li Yundong took the book and said with a smile: "it was inconvenient at first, but now I'm a little used to it."

The old man nodded slowly. He asked tentatively, "if I asked what's in your bag, you probably wouldn't say."

Li Yundong smiled and didn't answer his words. He just waved to the old man politely: "goodbye, teacher. I'll come back next time."

The old man smiled and said nothing more.

Li Yundong walked home slowly while reading all the way. It was more than five o'clock in the afternoon when he got home. As soon as he opened the door, he saw that the cooked food had been placed on the table, steaming and fragrant.

Li Yundong knew that it must be the food prepared by Ziyuan again. He smiled and shouted, "Ziyuan? Did you cook it?"

He shouted and went to the kitchen, but he didn't see the figure of asters. Although there were meals in the kitchen, they were cleaned up and bright.

Li Yundong sat down at the table and ate dinner slowly. After cleaning the dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen, he returned to the living room. He found that Ziyuan still soaked a glass of water on the tea table in the living room. He tried the temperature. Although it took some time, the water was still warm.