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Seeing that the young girl was about to fall to the ground, Han Muyun wrapped his arm around her waist and lightly said to Ouyang Yu, "Just leave her to me."

"It's getting late." Ouyang Yu looked at his watch and smiled at Zhuo Nianfeng. "There will be a doctor coming to pick you up tonight. You have to cooperate, do you hear me?"

Ouyang Yu had told her that he hoped that she could clearly see his heart after this competition ended.

Therefore, he didn't mind Zhuo Yanfeng and Han Muyun coming closer.

The closer they were to each other, the clearer their positions became.

He hoped that after a month, Zhuo Yanfeng would give him a clear answer.

"Young Master... Hello... Don't... "Don't …"

Zhuo Nianfeng currently had an incomparable desire for Ouyang Yu to stay. He definitely couldn't leave her alone with this fellow. She would be even more unlucky …

"No what?" Han Muyun's dark eyes reflected a ball of blue as he coldly said those words above his head.

Blue like a firework.

"Shouldn't you take care of Ouyang Qing Xue?" Biting his lips, Zhuo Yanfeng said in a bad mood as he forcefully pulled his hand away from his waist.

"There are more than 20 injuries on my body, but none of them are serious." He ignored Zhuo Nianfeng and continued, "But it hurt my heart."

"What are you talking about?" Ye Zichen raised his eyebrows and didn't understand what he said.

"I wish I could do it myself." Han Muyun slowly said as his thin lips slightly parted and pain slowly emerged from his ice-cold eyes.

I can't wait for him to get hurt!

For no reason, Zhuo Yanfeng's entire body shook. These words were like a spell, dispelling all the dissatisfaction he had felt over the past few days. What remained was the softest of emotions.

The boy she had once been so obsessed with said to her on such an autumn afternoon: I wish I could work for you.

Staring at his black eyes until he saw the face of the girl in the blue dress filled with tears, he lowered his head and asked softly, "You …" Will you be engaged to her? "

At this moment, Zhuo Yanfeng didn't dare to raise his head to look at him. His heart was beating very fast as if he was expecting something.

After a long time, Han Muyun slowly replied, "I don't know …"

He doesn't know?

What did this mean?

Zhuo Yanfeng looked at the buttons on his white shirt and said with a dry throat, "I know."

He turned around and wiped away his tears before walking away with great difficulty.

"Feng," Han Muyun suddenly shouted from behind him, "You said that you would believe me."

Zhuo Yanfeng stopped and silently nodded his head.

"Can you wait for me?" he asked again.

Han Muyun knew he was very selfish. At this moment … Ask her to wait for him.

She is also as young as a flower and has such an outstanding man pursuing her by her side. As for him, he still selfishly hopes that she can wait for him.

Is love selfless or selfish?

Han Muyun only knew that he couldn't lose Han Sifeng.

"..." "How long will it take?" After a long silence, Zhuo Yanfeng asked in a hoarse voice.

"I don't know …" After a while, Han Muyun softly said.

"Then... Can you give me a reason to wait for you? " Zhuo Yanfeng bit his lips and asked weakly.

"I'll tell you, but not now." Han Muyun's hands trembled as he gently pulled her wrist and carefully asked, "Will you promise me?"

He knew that he was very willful, making such unreasonable demands.

However, he also knew that Han Sifeng was unable to reject him.

Because... She had always loved him so much.

If she didn't, wouldn't she have been with such an outstanding person like Ouyang Yu a long time ago?

Zhuo Yanfeng gritted his teeth and still refused to give up as he asked, "I want to know, are you being forced or sincere when you're engaged to Ouyang Qing Xue?"

Han Muyun fell silent, even his fingers seemed to be hesitating.

"You already have a secret from me." Zhuo Yanfeng turned his head with a bitter smile and stared at him, "However, I will wait for you."

Then, he pulled out his arm and walked forward with difficulty.

I wish I could do it myself.

He really wished that he could use his own body to work for him …

Just for these seven words, Zhuo Yanfeng was willing to gamble everything he had to wait for him.

Nearly two hundred students and teachers were nervously looking at the big screen in front of them.

Here, half of the students will be eliminated, while the other half will undergo more rigorous testing.

"The semifinals of this competition are very strange. Have you heard of it?" The surrounding people whispered.

"I heard that after the written test, the most important part is that Kaude's body is beautiful. There seems to be some kind of field operation and other missions."

Zhuo Yanfeng sat stiffly in a dark corner, feeling his wounds were scorching as if they were being roasted.

The doctor said it was an imported secret drug. It was painful on his face, but it would definitely relieve swelling and pain within 24 hours.

Zhuo Yanfeng suspected that he had been cheated, and it was better to use safflower oil.

"Feng, why are you in this corner? I've been looking for you for a long time. " Zheng Xuan rushed in front of Zhuo Yanfeng in a flurry and fiercely patted her shoulder. "Eh, what's wrong with your face? Did you fall asleep on the ground? "

Zhuo Yanfeng was slapped so hard that he almost fell off his chair. The bones all over his body began to issue protest under the force of her slap.

"Do you often fall asleep?" Pulling her hand away, Zhuo Yanfeng endured the pain and said, "Hurry and sit down. The list of names will be announced soon."

"How do you know?" Zheng Xuan looked at Zhuo Yanfeng with an expression of surprise and muttered as she sat beside her, "I just like to roll onto the ground, so I might as well use the mattress on the floor as a bed …"

Un, looking at her round and lovable body and face, she can easily roll around wherever she sleeps.

"Cough, it has begun." Zhuo Yanfeng pointed at the large screen in front of him and saw lines of text begin to flash on it.

"Welcome to the country's best students …" Zheng Xuan read the words on the screen word by word.

"Shh, you don't need to read it out loud." Zhuo Yanfeng lightly touched her and softly said.

She was even more foolish than she used to be!

The surroundings became quieter and quieter, a few hundred pairs of eyes looked at the list of points on the screen, it was so quiet that one could even hear a needle.

Red indicates that the representative has passed, while green indicates that the person has been eliminated.

The first thing Zhuo Yanfeng saw was the high school's student list, Zheng Xuan.

These six words flashed with a red light, causing the surrounding plump and lovable girls to excitedly whisper to each other.

"I passed. Oh, I got a perfect score of 700. I got 659 points. Is that really that powerful?" Zheng Xuan was so happy that she grabbed Zhuo Yanfeng's shoulder and shook it without a care for her image.

"Congratulations." Zhuo Yanfeng took her claws off his shoulders and grabbed them and shook them.

She was on the verge of breaking down, and if she continued to shake, the floor would shatter.

"Thank you, thank you. Little Feng, you are so amazing, you will pass as well. Rest assured." Zheng Xuan grinned and continued to be excited.

As the screen rolled, Han Muyun's words soon appeared in Huiming High School.

Everyone sucked in a breath, because after the name Han Muyun, the score was 720.

In other words, he had even managed to solve the extremely difficult math problem. When Teacher Huang heard Zhuo Xinfeng describe the additional question, he said that this was an Olympic Mathematics problem and that no third year students would be able to solve it.

But Han Muyun actually did it.

Next was Huiming High School, with Ouyang Qingxue scoring 678 points.

So far, these two scores have been the highest.

This couple was very eye-catching, and this time their scores were so high that it made people look at them in a whole new light.

Zheng Xuan stared dumbfoundedly at the red words on the screen and muttered, "How could Huiming High surpass ours? Han Muyun isn't human, is he? Was there an operation in the dark? "Impossible, the questions chosen for this exam are all very difficult …"

"Undercover operation, do you think it's a talent show?" Zhuo Yanfeng patted her head in amusement as a trace of pride rose in his heart — she completely believed in Han Muyun's results.

Han Muyun had always been the most outstanding, the most unique, and unsurpassed in her heart.

Even the devil, Ouyang Yu, could not do it!

"Hey, why isn't it your turn yet?" This girl completely ignored Zhuo Nianfeng's words and started talking to herself.

"Didn't you notice that this sequence was organized according to the school's rules?" Zhuo Yanfeng pointed at the screen and said in a low voice, "Your school, Huiming, Qingyuan, they are all arranged from the most well-known schools down. I'm from Luhua High School, not to mention fame, most people have never even heard of it."

The schools in these small towns were the lowest of these large schools. Wait slowly, it must be at the end.

As expected, amidst Zheng Xuan's impatient chatter, Zhuo Yanfeng saw his name appear on the last ten names.

Lu Hua High School, Zhuo Yanfeng, 700 points.

"Wah!" Feng, you're so strong! " Zheng Xuan became excited once more and said while shaking Zhuo Yanfeng, "Seven hundred points!"

There was another commotion below, and Teacher Huang, who was sitting in the last row with the teachers from each school, was almost in tears.

Not easy... It really wasn't easy!

From now on, their Luhua High School was going to explode in a single blow.

Zhuo Yanfeng, on the other hand, was not very happy when he saw his own score.

There was still the gap between her and Han Muyun!

Everyone was also whispering to each other, discussing the unfamiliar name "Lu Hua High" and the familiar name "Zhuo Yanfeng" behind it.

The row of teachers seated on the platform had begun their speech.

"Feng, what's wrong? Are you that happy? " Zheng Xuan was excited for a long time. Seeing that the girl beside her had no reaction from beginning to end, she fiercely patted her shoulder.

"Sh, it hurts." Zhuo Yanfeng's thoughts were finally pulled back by the pain. He looked at the smiling Zheng Xuan and sighed helplessly.

Although her purpose of coming here was for the Mingxian University, she was more interested in … Defeat Han Muyun?

"Pain?" "You are made of iron. The last time I saw you fall from the second floor, you were completely fine." Zheng Xuan chuckled.

"Next, we invite the representative of Ling Jie High School to say a few words." The teacher at the top said.

Zheng Xuan looked at the handsome, bespectacled boy who walked up quickly. He suddenly stopped making noise and stared at the plaza above, uncharacteristically.

Seeing her infatuated expression, Zhuo Yanfeng couldn't help but laugh. It seemed like this girl had someone he liked.

Only after the boy finished talking did Zheng Xuan withdraw her adoring gaze and begin to chatter again.