The wind in Yanjing lasted for four days.
The people who were attending classes and going to work were greatly affected.
It didn't stop until the wee hours of Wednesday.
On the morning of the same day, people found that it had started to warm up and the sun had come out.
Fang Yan was surprised to find that the willow trees by the riverbank had already sprouted new shoots.
The branches of the peach and apricot trees outside the school were already adorned with pink flower buds.
Even the edge of the school field, where people rarely went to the withered grass, had sprouted green shoots.
At the same time, some other branches also began to glow with vitality.
It was as if the entire Yanjing City had entered a warm spring overnight.
Fang Yan's days in school were not much different from before.
They ate second-class food and read all kinds of literary works of this era.
He read editorials and occasionally participated in class discussions.
He had basically finished translating the Russian novel, but he hadn't handed it in yet because Yu Haitang said she wanted to read it first.
So before Friday, it was temporarily in Haitang's hands.
It was the last semester of high school.
The students in the class could tell who would be able to get into university from the morning's study.
Those who planned to stay until graduation were done.
There were also those who were fearless and had other ways out.
Fang Yan and the others had the chance to enter university, so they started to get familiar with each other. However, their relationship did not become much closer.
Instead, it was a competitive relationship.
Fang Yan did not know that this group of people seemed to be filled with hostility towards others.
For example, whether he could get into a university or not had a lot to do with the opponents around him.
However, after Fang Yan's understanding, this was not the case.
Therefore, it was more of a young man's competitiveness.
Fang Yan did not understand, but he was shocked.
He didn't work hard like the others and continued to maintain his rhythm.
Relatively speaking, he was like an anomaly in this small circle.
However, Fang Yan did not want to blend into any circles.
However, during the afternoon labor, when all the students were moving stones and repairing the wall at the back of the school, they were called back by the teacher alone to read the editorials and learn all kinds of speech and spirit.
Fang Yan knew that regardless of whether he was willing or not, he was already a member of this circle.
After the students were done with their work and school was over.
Fang Yan and the others also wrote a bunch of things.
These were very useful for them to get into university.
They wouldn't appear on the exam papers, but someone would test them.
In this day and age, the butt was more important than the results.
After all, if one's butt was crooked, whatever one learned would be wrong.
It was better to have fewer scientists than to teach a group of FDPS.
These were the instructor's original words.
Fang Yan felt that it made sense. After all, he had returned from the future.
On the way home from school, Fang Yan went home with Yu Haitang and He Yushui as usual.
Yu Haitang chatted with He Yushui about what she was going to do in the future.
Yu Haitang wanted to dance, and He Yushui wanted to be a teacher.
When they asked Fang Yan what he wanted to do, he tilted his head and thought for a long time.
In the end, he gave the two of them a plausible answer.
He said,
"I want to wish you all a dream come true."
In the end, the two of them came to a conclusion. After all, they still had to go to university. As expected, they did not really know what to do.
Fang Yan smiled but did not say anything else.
When they returned to the courtyard house, Fang Yan called out to Third Uncle Yan Bugui the moment he entered.
The other party pulled him and looked in the direction of the middle court to remind him,
"Grandpa Yi is back. Be careful.”
Fang Yan was amused when he heard that.
"Why should I be afraid of him?"
The old man spat out a mouthful of blood and stayed in the hospital from last Friday to this Wednesday.
Fang Yan was still thinking of sending the flattened silver strip back to him.
Return it to its rightful owner.
Third Master Yan Bugui patted Fang Yan's hand and said in a low voice,"
"Hey, you don't know. He was discharged from the hospital today.”
As he spoke, he gestured with his hands on his body and said,
"I saw them. A few of them are quite strong. That guy has a fierce face.”
Fang Yan smiled and replied to Third Master Yan Bugui,"
"You said they wanted to beat me up?"
After all, Yi Zhonghai was a Level Eight fitter. It would be strange if he only had Jia Dongxu as his disciple.
The old master of this kind of factory would definitely have apprentices by his side.
After learning a batch, he would change to another batch when he was almost done.
How could there not be many disciples?
This group of people had a good relationship with each other, and after they formed a team, they had the embryonic form of the so-called Yanjing veterans.
To put it bluntly, it was a small group in the factory.
Third Master Yan Bugui persuaded Fang Yan,"
"How would I know? I told you to be careful. Listen to me. Don't provoke him.”
Fang Yan had been smiling the entire time as he teased Yan Bugui,"
"Look at what you're saying. I'm the kind of person who provokes people.”
As he spoke, he glanced at the middle court and did not see anything unusual. He cupped his hands towards Yan Bugui and said goodbye,"
"Alright, thank you! I'll go back first."
After saying that, he turned around and strode towards the middle court.
Yan Bugui had been observing the situation from behind.
Fang Yan did not panic, but He Yushui did.
He followed behind Fang Yan in fear.
Then, the two of them walked through the moon gate and into the middle court. As expected, there were many people in the direction of Yi Zhonghai's room.
All of them were dressed like sturdy workers. They were outside the door with Jia Dongxu.
At this moment, Jia Dongxu suddenly saw Fang Yan.
The kid hesitated for less than a second.
Then, he pointed at Fang Yan.
"It's him! He was the one who angered his master so much that he vomited blood and was hospitalized.”
"It's this Fang Yan."
When the others heard this, they all turned their gazes to Fang Yan.
He realized that it was actually such a young man.
Everyone hesitated for a moment before surrounding him.
A group of burly men surrounded Fang Yan.
One of them asked Fang Yan,"
"Did you make Master Yi so angry that he was hospitalized?？”
Fang Yan chuckled and spread his hands.
"Yes, of course!"
"It must be me? Who else could it be?"
When the others saw his arrogant appearance, they were dumbfounded.
With so many people blocking one person, how could he still be so arrogant?
Someone immediately threatened Fang Yan,"
"Brat, you're so f * cking arrogant!”
Fang Yan looked around at Yi Zhonghai's disciples and smiled at them."
"Yes! I'm so arrogant. You dare to touch me?”
The others were tongue-tied. He was a little too arrogant.
At this moment, after Fang Yan finished speaking, he looked around and suddenly shouted,
"I'll give you three seconds to get lost! Otherwise, I'll immediately find someone to report you and say that you have ulterior motives.”
"Don't blame me if you lose your job!”
The group of people were shocked. It was the first time they had encountered such a person.
He did not care about the rules of the martial world at all. The moment he came, he called the police.
The leader of the other party scolded Fang Yan angrily,
"You…Don't you know the rules of the martial world?”
Fang Yan was even more arrogant than them.
"Bullsh * t Jianghu rules!"
He pointed at the other party's nose and scolded,
"Don't use your identity as a worker and tell me stories about the martial arts world.”
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