"Your sister Xuan worked a miracle and pulled you out of the thousands of troops!"
The turmoil ended quickly before it turned into a serious accident.
In the live broadcast room of 'Xuanxuan Loves Travel', many idle people began to rely on text to write compliments, and some people specially opened the e-wallet of the live broadcast network for this purpose, and from time to time they gave out some large or small rewards.
Song Fengying held her chest that was rising and falling.
When she pulled Zhang Xuezhou out in the fastest and best way, she felt like a calm executor with almost no distracting thoughts.
Looking back on it later, she couldn't help but feel lingering fear.
If she saw Zhang Xuezhou being trampled and seriously injured or even died, it would be a very terrible thing and would even affect her for the rest of her life.
No matter how much wealth you have, or which class you enter in the future, it will be a boring thing.
Song Fengying had many thoughts in her mind, but she suppressed them forcefully.
She looked at the rare scene of enthusiastic rewards in the live broadcast room, and reluctantly communicated with Zhang Xuezhou to waste time, trying to make these rewards last as long as possible.
"Sister Xuan is really strong!"
Zhang Xuezhou nodded and temporarily put aside the strange thought that he seemed to be flying.
At the school gate, some students who fell and were trampled were picked up by their parents and quickly put into cars.
Amidst bursts of rapid sounds, the vehicle rushed out like the wind.
Zhang Xuezhou also took a deep breath, and then the mana flowed through many acupoints. When the special acupoint was designated for transfer and infusion, his middle finger was already slightly warm.
A mark of Tai Qing Zhen Technique was printed on his body, and Zhang Xuezhou felt that many pains in his body were quickly relieved.
"Do you want to go to the hospital?"
Song Fengying came to her senses and asked Zhang Xuezhou in a low voice.
"No need!" Zhang Xuezhou waved his hand, pointed at himself and said, "The hospital is the place I hate going in the most!"
"You really don't need it?" Song Fengying frowned slightly and said.
"No need!"
Zhang Xuezhou waved his hand.
He jumped down towards the security booth which was nearly three meters away.
His arms spread out naturally like bird wings, and then he lightly stepped onto the ground.
When jumping down again, there seemed to be a little more buoyancy in the air, which is a feeling only experienced when entering water.
Zhang Xuezhou was slightly surprised.
If there wasn't something wrong with his perception and spirit, he seemed to have been affected by some special effects of the dream again.
This is very unscientific.
The Qi and Blood Pill he took did not bring him any strength, but the demonic power induced a hint of flying.
But compared to his gliding in the Holy Land of Evil Luo Stream, the current buoyancy and leveraged jumping are not even an introduction to flying, they just make his body lighter.
Zhang Xuezhou knew what caused this ability, but he couldn't understand the reason at all.
He must reiterate again that no one can become stronger by dreaming.
Since dreams are all illusions, they shouldn't be allowed to change too much.
Zhang Xuezhou can understand mental stimulation and difference, but it is difficult for him to understand physical changes.
"You must understand yourself and your own mind in order to free yourself from the shackles of your mind!"
He suddenly recalled what Ren Anran once said to him.
Zhang Xuezhou must admit that he does not understand himself.
The current chaotic situation was something he couldn't explain and couldn't understand.
Even in the Snow Toad Palace, he was so excited that he had the idea of ​​returning to reality to train sleepyheads.
If he wasn't crazy, Zhang Xuezhou felt that the world was probably crazy.
The constant chaotic changes made Zhang Xuezhou even begin to believe in the correlations derived from dreams.
Either there is something wrong with him, or there is something wrong with the world.
This thought came to Zhang Xuezhou's mind for the first time.
"Xuezhou's situation seems to be getting more and more serious!"
In the school district room of the old elementary school, Zhang Weimeng specially cooked a large pot of love chicken soup and prepared a sumptuous dinner with natural ingredients.
As he listened to Song Fengying's account of what happened today, and thought to himself that he was lucky, Zhang Weimeng couldn't help but notice Zhang Xuezhou, who was playing with mosquitoes.
It's not strange for young people to catch a mosquito, but to talk to a mosquito for two hours would seem abnormal to anyone.
"Dr. Ren said that Xuezhou's condition was beyond the scope of her treatment, and recommended another highly respected senior to Xuezhou," Song Fengying frowned.
"Which highly respected senior?" Zhang Weimeng asked: "I have always felt that Dr. Ren is unreliable, and the people she recommended may not be reliable either!"
"Dr. Ren is a graduate of a prestigious school. She has tested me, and nine out of ten tests are accurate. She is a person of real ability." Song Fengying said politely: "It's just that Dr. Ren never mentioned to me who the senior was!"
"Xuezhou? Xuezhou? Did Dr. Ren recommend a doctor to you?"
Song Fengying didn't know his name, so Zhang Weimeng immediately turned his inquiry to Zhang Xuezhou, who was playing with mosquitoes.
"Any life!"
In front of the desk, Zhang Xuezhou played with the mosquito that could not be transformed into a sleepy mosquito, and casually replied to Zhang Weimeng.
"Doctor Ren?"
Zhang Weimeng was confused, and there seemed to be no difference between Zhang Xuezhou's response and his lack of response.
But his relationship with Zhang Xuezhou today was a bit bad, which even made Zhang Xuezhou a little disappointed. Zhang Weimeng didn't understand who Ren Anran recommended, so he simply stopped asking.
"Dad took a car to the countryside early in the morning, bought a big rooster from a fellow villager, and stewed a pot of soup for you. Come and try dad's craftsmanship!"
At this time, he awkwardly explained the reason why he did not go to Yucai Middle School for pick-up and drop-off, and extended an olive branch, hoping that Zhang Xuezhou could "resolve his grudges" with him.
"Big cock?"
Zhang Xuezhou slapped the useless mosquito in his hand to death.
It seems that he hasn't eaten this kind of natural food for a long time.
Many foods at home are artificially cultivated genetically modified high-yield grain varieties, including but not limited to various canned foods, compressed grains, nutritional pastes, nutritional tablets, etc.
Having been accustomed to eating these synthetic foods for a long time, Zhang Xuezhou didn't have much interest in food.
Zhang Xuezhou felt a little happy when he heard Zhang Weimeng mention "Chicken Soup of Love".
It really doesn't take much to make him happy, even a meal of childhood food is enough to make Zhang Xuezhou feel cheerful.
He put aside his sleepy thinking and quickly walked to the dining table.
"In memory of our sumptuous dinner, one, two, three, eggplant!"
Song Fengying habitually took photos before starting.
"Eat chicken legs, eating chicken legs can make you strong!"
"Eat wings. Although these wings are not meaty, they have a very good meaning. They will allow you to fly high in the future and get admitted to the school of your dreams!"
Zhang Weimeng and Song Fengying picked up vegetables one after another, and Zhang Xuezhou's bowl suddenly piled up into a small mountain.
Zhang Xuezhou didn't refuse either.
It had indeed been a long time since he had eaten like this.
Moreover, his body was injured due to a fall, and he also needed to supplement some high-protein meat foods.
Feeling the body's needs, Zhang Xuezhou also ate happily.
But vaguely, Zhang Xuezhou felt that apart from his body's desire to heal his injuries, there seemed to be something else left.
Zhang Xuezhou narrowed his eyes slightly.
When he ate the chicken wings, he seemed to have a vague feeling like when he swallowed monster meat and his arms grew feathers.