Ye Lingyue also looked surprised, but she quickly came to her senses and asked Han Feng: "There are many students in the class who like to play Wenxu. Just now they all talked about some of their games.
Can you tell me about things, such as what your name is in the game, what level you are at, and what your occupation is."
Among the classmates who came up just now, many people indeed said that they were asking about Xu Li. Among them, there are many outstanding people with level 35, as well as powerful characters who have collected such and such high-level suits, and even such and such big guilds.
The core elite players can often make the whole class an uproar.
Just now, some students even suggested that all the classmates who play Wenxu in the class should meet in the game and form a gang or something.
He even said that his ideal is to organize a gang in Wenxuli that can keep pace with the Dragon Holy Court, which made the whole class burst into laughter. Just kidding, a gang like the Dragon Holy Court can be built if it is built.
Is it? Apart from anything else, the initial capital investment in building a guild is not something that ordinary guild organizations can afford.
It was precisely because of the foreshadowing of the previous classmates that Ye Lingyue asked Han Feng at this time, and seemed to let it take its course, without any sign of deliberately trying to inquire about the situation.
"I'm asking Xu Li, a rookie, not worth mentioning, warrior profession, level 25." Han Feng naturally couldn't tell the truth, so he scratched his head in embarrassment and laughed.
"Haha, a twenty-five-level warrior can be considered at least a mid-level player among the current Wenxu players. He is not a rookie. Classmate Han Feng, you are too modest."
Ye Lingyue answered with a smile, and then said very curiously: "I feel that you look familiar, very much like the person who is called the number one Wenxu person and has created one miracle after another, and also single-handedly sent the Dragon Holy Court to the
Ask the players at the Void Summit... Leng Feng!"
As soon as these words came out, the whole class fell silent. Even Han Feng's expression couldn't help but change, and he narrowed his eyes and looked at Ye Lingyue.
Ye Lingyue didn't mind or was afraid of Han Feng's gaze. She turned sideways and asked the classmates in the classroom: "Do you think they look alike?"
After hearing this, many students took out their mobile phones or other gadgets with the function of storing videos, then pulled out the videos they had saved about Han Feng and began to compare them.
"It's really similar!"
"No way, Leng Feng and I are classmates?"
"Did I really meet the most outstanding person in Wenxu?"
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After watching the video, many students were surprised and looked at Han Feng on the stage with much more eager eyes.
"It's just a bit similar. I'm not Leng Feng." Han Feng knew that he couldn't admit it no matter what, at least not for now, otherwise he would be in more trouble in the future.
"Haha, the Federation is asking too many players in Xuli. There are indeed some who have a similar image, but Han Feng's name seems to be very similar to Leng Feng. Okay, Han Feng, please go back to your seat."
I don't know if it was intentional, but Ye Lingyue seemed to add something unintentionally before letting Han Feng return to his seat.
However, this sentence reminded the whole class again. Everyone was speculating in their minds. Some students who were still unwilling to give up were still taking the footage of Leng Feng in the video and comparing it with Han Feng who was walking to his seat. The more natural it looked.
The more like...
As he walked to his seat, Han Feng had a bad feeling in his heart. He always felt that there seemed to be something wrong with Ye Lingyue, but when asked to tell him the reason, he couldn't find any clues.
Han Feng is a lazy man and not good at calculations, so when he walked to his seat, he just looked at Ye Lingyue who was inviting the next classmate to introduce himself, and then put the matter aside.
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For Han Feng right now, nothing is more important than seeing what Lan Ge wrote to him. Xiao Yao's ugly expression just now told Han Feng that the content of Lan Ge's reply must be unusual.
The paper ball was lying quietly on Han Feng's desk at this time, and Xiao Yao, who had read the contents, stared expressionlessly at the classmate above who was introducing herself enthusiastically, her face seemed to be covered with a layer of
It was like ice, but the constant rise and fall of her chest could prove that she was not as calm in her heart as she appeared on the surface.
Han Feng saw that Xiao Yao had no intention of paying attention to him and looked very angry. He was looking forward to the content in the note even more, because he felt that the content that could make Xiao Yao unhappy would definitely make him happy.
Content.
When he opened the paper ball, he looked curiously at the blue pigeon next to him, and found that the blue pigeon was also looking at him, with a complicated expression on his face, which seemed to be a little guilty and apologetic, and even a little bit apologetic.
Share resentment.
Lan Ge's expression made Han Feng a little confused. His original expectation turned into anxiety. He stopped looking at the expressions of the beauties on the left and right. He spread out the crumpled paper and read it attentively.
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The handwriting of Blue Pigeon is very delicate and regular, like a row of small trees of the same size and thickness arranged in a row.
Compared with Lan Ge's handwriting, Han Feng's crooked line of calligraphy is even flattering to say that it is a Martian script.
What Han Feng wrote to Lan Ge was: What is your phone number? I will call you later.
Lan Ge's reply to Han Feng was: I don't need you to be responsible. I have forgotten what happened that day. I just want to finish college quietly. From now on, we will pretend that we don't know each other, okay? The one on your left
That girl is your girlfriend, I won't tell her what happened between us. I hope you can treat her well.
After reading Lan Ge's reply, Han Feng tilted his head and thought for a while, and then said in confusion: "It's nothing, how could that little girl Xiao Yao be so angry? My woman is not going to care about me anymore.
, she should be happy to sneer at me..."
Thinking of this, Han Feng turned his head and looked at Xiao Yao.
Xiao Yao was actually looking at Han Feng out of the corner of her eye. She wanted to see Han Feng's behavior after reading the note.
"I failed to notice time and time again that you still have such ability." Xiao Yao said with a sneer.
Xiao Yao's words were expected by Han Feng, but what made Han Feng feel strange was why Xiao Yao's eye circles were red? She also had a resentful expression like that of an angry little daughter-in-law, which made her look like me.
What happened to her and then she doesn’t admit it!
"I'm so capable."
Han Feng replied nonchalantly, and then began to write "Mars" on the crumpled note. The content was nothing more than a promise that he would definitely take responsibility, explaining that he and Xiao Yao were not a couple, and begging Lan Ge