"Me? Forget it."

Lu Xuan shook her head, but for some reason, a young man appeared in her mind. She looked at Chen Fan in the distant corner and felt uncomfortable no matter how she looked.

She didn't know how Chen Fan spent the past few days, and she had no money and no place to live?

Didn’t he know to come to beg my parents? Lu Xuan curled her lips.

"What's wrong? What do you think he's doing?"

Yi Qing's eyes turned to Chen Fan in the distance. When she saw Chen Fan wearing street stall goods, she suddenly lost interest.

"Lu Xuan, Chen Fan is a rare suburban person in our class. His family is poor and he is full of street stalls. Compared with Wen Yang, there is a big gap."

The men and women around him admire Wen Yang very much in the crowd. He is 1.8 meters tall, handsome, and walks tremendously. He is the captain of the school’s football team and has a high prestige in the school.

Because of their good football playing, even the senior executives of the school appreciate Wen Yang very much. This is their school’s football talent and is rare.

Moreover, Wenyang is not bad at studying, and is very excellent. It has attracted many female classmates to admire him. Even with his arrival, many girls volunteered to form cheerleaders!

Everyone consciously got out of the way when they saw them. They were in a football team, with a lot of people, and most people dare not contradict them.

Chen Fan was practicing, and Wen Yang came over in the distance

"Hey, look at Wenyang, he's gone, what's wrong with this kid? He wants to play football, how much does it mean to sit here?"

Yi Qing suddenly felt shocked.

"If Wen Yang gets angry, this kid will be in trouble."

"Hehe, but he may not dare to fight Wen Yang."

Yi Qing talked with the students next to her.

A roar came from the side, "Boy, can't you hear it? We are playing football here, the court is ours, get out of the way! Don't disturb us!"

Wen Yang walked over, and several team members next to him also came around Chen Fan. Chen Fan took a look, then turned around and left.

"What a coward!" Many people laughed.

Chen Fan went to the distant corner and continued to sit. When he saw Chen Fan slipping away in shame, Wen Yang was even more proud and enjoyed the cheers of everyone around him. Now there are more and more people on the court, and they all come to see him. He is young and can be said to be a star-like existence in school. Naturally, he is a bit arrogant.

"Start the training! The people from No. 2 Middle School are coming tomorrow. They will definitely beat them all over the ground for teething."

"Okay, Brother Wen."

"Quick, spread out and start practicing!"

Suddenly, a group of people were back and forth on the grassland, and a ball was flying at their feet, and Wenyang would occasionally have a fancy kick. Every time he did this, the girls cheered the crowd on the scene cheered, cheering Wenyang, I love you, and so on.

"The ball is so handsome!" Yi Qing, Lu Xuan, and a group of girls were admiring.

Hey!

At this moment, Chen Fan's best friend Yang Xing came over from a distance and patted Chen Fan on the shoulder, "Chen Fan, why don't you watch the football? Wen Yang's team is first-class in our school and is amazing."

Yang Xing said, with traces of slap left in the bar last time on his face.

Chen Fan said, "They play football, just children play, and there is nothing to watch."

"Chen Fan, you are so good at it, naturally I feel that it's nothing. Thinking of the last time that Brother Qiang was in front of you, to be honest, Chen Fan, you are so cool, you know I almost fell down at that time!"

Yang Xing seemed to have not yet come out of the last incident, and he was still scared. I really couldn't imagine what would happen if Chen Fan had no ability.

"It's nothing. You may experience this kind of thing frequently in the future."

"Ah, why?"

Yang Xing looked stupid.

Chen Fan smiled and pointed his finger between Yang Xing's eyebrows, "Brother, according to the practice I gave you in the future, soon you will become a master who surpasses ordinary people."

Yang Xing was shocked, and he felt that he didn't know what he had entered in his mind, as if it was called "The Eugenic Jue". Moreover, countless pictures were recorded clearly in it, how to practice and how to progress to the level. Yang Xing suddenly understood something. This is the method of cultivating immortals!

Moreover, this information record and all the mantras are real, giving him a vast and mysterious feeling.

"This... Chen Fan, you, have you given me the technique of cultivating immortals?"

Yang Xing almost knelt down. He knew what this meant! No wonder Chen Fan was so powerful that a group of people were not his opponent.

It turns out that there are really magic skills in this world. He has only heard rumors before and doesn't believe it at all, but what is in his mind is definitely not fake. The vast feeling is very real. It makes people have to believe it.

"Don't exert it. I will pass this technique to you, and you will not pass it to others casually."

"Don't worry, I, Yang Xing, are not stupid. I am such a great thing. I won't say anything without your consent. Brother, thank you so much. You are letting me embark on a brilliant life!"

Yang Xing's eyes were red with excitement.

"A small matter, do you know what your greatest luck is?" Chen Fan smiled, "That is, when I meet my good brother, I, Chen Fan, will protect you. Brother, you will have a bright future!"

"Hehe, this is nothing wrong with it! Chen Fan, I love you so much. I just started to work and seemed to be very energetic."

"Practice well, this technique can't be bought for one billion on Earth."

"I can't buy ten, one billion? I'll go!" Yang Xing stood there on the spot.

"Brother Wen, that's this kid!"

As he was talking, suddenly a few people came over from a distance, and a student came with Wenyang.

"I heard it with my own ears. He just said that Brother Wen, your football play is just a trick for children!" said the student.

"What?"

Everyone around changed their faces. They all looked at Chen Fan. Is Wenyang a child's trick?

How did he say this, my god!

Chen Fan just now heard what he said, and he went to tell Wenyang. Chen Fan had noticed this a long time ago, but he didn't care.

"Yes, I said it."

Chen Fan nodded, but he was really not interested in fighting with these people. He was about to leave.

But Wen Yang stopped him and looked at Chen Fan up and down, "What qualifications do you have to evaluate my football? Do you know what reputation I, Wen Yang, have in school? Do you dare to slander me?"

"What's wrong with Chen Fan? How can you speak like this?"

"Wenyang is just a child's trick? It's a pity that he said!"

"Who doesn't know that Wenyang's football skills are unparalleled in our school. Many senior executives appreciate it very much. He said such things as he was very powerful."

A group of people were talking, their eyes full of contempt and the look of looking at fools. Only Wang Hua in the distance and Zhang Tao didn't say anything. They knew that Wen Yang was going to be in trouble. They had seen Chen Fan's power, so there was no intention of reminding him.

“Really.”

Yi Qing frowned, "Lu Xuan, this Chen Fan used to live in your house, right? Humph, I think he was jealous of Wen Yang, so he spoke like this? There are people like this, I am really convinced!"
Chapter completed!