Beijing 'Baifan' International Exchange Academy.

This is a comprehensive college that was just established two years ago, in 2013. It has strong faculty and its hardware facilities are directly in line with the international level, reaching the level of a first-class foreign university. The college has nearly 100 well-known scholars and professors hired by Hi-Tech. Every year, many visiting professors from major universities around the world come to the college for short-term teaching exchanges. The college's students are also a group of "proud sons of heaven".

For example, Fang Wen, who was holding soy milk in his left hand, grabbed two fried dough sticks in his right hand, wore a colorful shirt on his upper body, and a pair of shorts with three holes on his lower body, and came out of the taxi with messy hair. Fang Wen, who coughed while eating breakfast, and threw the soy milk cup and tissues on the ground when entering the school gate, was the representative of outstanding students of this international exchange college.

To be honest, this is a noble academy. The group of young people who raced with Fang Wen last night and the blonde young man who was on the bank are all students of this academy.

Coughing, shaking his thin body weakly, walking along the tree-lined avenue to the teaching building far away, Fang Wen was very different from the past, glansing at the girl on the road who was the same direction he was walking on the road.

"I'm finally fully developed." Fang Wen sighed a little bleakly: "What a wonder. It's the first time in his life that their breasts have grown so big."

Fang Wen, who was thief-eyed, walked to the small lake hundreds of meters in front of the teaching building, and was stopped by the middle-aged man standing by the lake, wearing a blue literary robe.

The robe worn by middle-aged people is very suitable, with his very energetic short buzz cut, two clean and neat big swallowtail beards, and a clean and thin face. He has the demeanor of an old master who is a scholar. He just finished a set of Tai Chi to nourish his body, and the middle-aged man happened to see Fang Wen and immediately smiled and shouted: "Student Fang Wen, did you skip class yesterday?"

Fang Wen shivered, and was in a daze to observe the plump female classmate who was constantly twisting while walking, as if someone had seen through his mind, his face turned red with guilt. He laughed a few times, turned his head to greet the middle-aged man in the green robe, "Morning Professor Feng! Yesterday, yesterday, I went to the hospital for a physical examination, and I had a little cough." After that, Fang Wen deliberately coughed a few times, but he was so angry that he couldn't help but coughed, and his face turned purple. Fang Wen hurriedly took out a spray from his pocket and sprayed it into his mouth several times before he recovered.

Professor Feng raised his brows, walked to Fang Wen with his hands on his back, and asked gently: "It's okay? I'm in Singapore and I know a few national medical doctors with very good skills. Maybe it can cure your problem." He sighed slightly: "You cough all day long, be a young man... Alas, it's not a solution."

"National Doctor?" Fang Wen slowly straightened his body and smiled mockingly: "Since I was born, I didn't know how many hundred pounds of ginseng, Ganoderma lucidum, Cordyceps sinensis, and I didn't see my body being recuperated. Ha, Professor Feng, class is coming. Today is the class of the old virgin in the teaching department. I don't want her to call my old man again...my dad."

"Hahaha!" He patted Fang Wen's shoulder gently, and Professor Feng smiled and said, "Okay, okay, you go. Oh, by the way."

Professor Feng grabbed Fang Wen, who was about to run away with his legs and smiled and asked, "How did you think about what I told you last time? Your ancient Chinese background is very good and talented. How about being my student? I have two months to come to mainland China for exchange teaching. I can help you with transfer procedures and go to Singapore. The weather there is also good for your health."

Rolling his eyes at Professor Feng, Fang Wen said vaguely: "Okay, I'll consider it. Consider it. Thank you Professor Feng for your kindness."

After bowing to Professor Feng, Fang Wen stood up and ran wildly towards the teaching building. However, his speed was just a normal small step. While running, Fang Wen cursed in a low voice: "Die Singaporean devils, Chinese medicine, ancient Chinese, ***, I will go to Singapore to learn ancient Chinese? It's simply an international joke. I have talent for ancient Chinese? That's me..."

"Fuck!" Fang Wen suddenly felt a pain in his heart. He turned his head angrily and glared fiercely to remind him of some unhappy past events. His thin body was so balanced and coordinated. This time, he immediately tripped up under his feet, and he fell heavily to eat shit, almost making him faint.

"Oh my god. It's not easy to deal with!" Professor Feng gently rubbed his beard with two fingers on his right hand. He frowned and smiled bitterly: "This kid's family is not very rich, and he looks like a billion. He will never have to worry about eating and drinking for the rest of his life. All the students in this school are here to get a diploma to avoid being embarrassed by the bastards. Am I making the wrong excuse?"

He gently knocked on his forehead. Professor Feng rolled his eyes a few times, and suddenly said with a smile: "Forget it, isn't Hua Jiu also in the mainland recently? He has always been full of tricks..."

With his hands behind his back, Professor Feng Shiran walked towards the teacher's villa area shrouded in the distance. If someone paid attention to Professor Feng's feet, he would find that the fine grasses were straight as usual, without any trace of being trampled.

Fang Wen’s classroom was more than 100 square meters in size, but there were less than 30 students in the spacious classroom. As soon as Fang Wen walked into the classroom, the young man with the rainbow cockscomb racing with him suddenly jumped out of his seat, pointed at his bruised forehead angrily and shouted: “My Master Fang! Look at my head! My head! I almost had a concussion!”

Fang Wenli, who had just fallen a little hard and had a large piece of skin on his knees, sat upright in his seat and raised his legs: "Look, I'm injured too."

The young man with rainbow cockscomb was stunned for a while, looked at the wound on Fang Wen’s knee for a long time, and frowned and said, “It seems you just met this? Ah? Master Fang, you are really trying to kill yourself!”

After coughing violently, Fang Wen smiled and pulled the corners of his mouth without a smile and sneered at the Rainbow Cocken Head: "Who knows how long I can live? It's only one day to be able to live happily. Don't worry, the safety technology of sports cars is so good now. No matter how fierce the impact is, you won't die, at most you will be seriously injured."

The young man with rainbow cockscomb tilted his head, sighed in disgust, and patted Fang Wen's shoulder hard. He pinched Fang Wen's shoulder hard and smiled bitterly: "***, Master Fang, you~~~~ Oh, your iron triangle is broken up now, and you can only hang out with us in the future."

"Iron Triangle." Fang Wen's eyes dimmed, and he said in a low voice: "Yes, Iron Triangle. Wenwen went to Vienna. Brother, he~~~"

Liely lying on the desk weakly, Fang Wen asked lightly: "You haven't found out, where has my elder brother been?"

The young man with rainbow cockscomb shook his head, patted Fang Wen's head vigorously, and comforted him: "All right, at most, Mad Young Master, he can't think about it, just run away from home. Hahaha, aren't there any of us brothers?" He quickly opened the topic: "Someone has given us a letter of war. Seven days later, go to the Badaling Great Wall to run a long-distance race. Will you go?"

Fang Wen's eyes lit up, and his spirit immediately raised enough. He asked anxiously: "How much does it cost to bet?"

The two of them gathered together and whispered, and simply did not take a woman in the thirty years standing on the podium seriously. The woman looked so angry that her face turned blue, but she just scratched the attendance book hard and again.

Seven days later, late at night, Fang Wen drove his sports car out of the highway toll station towards Badaling. This time, the patterns sprayed on his car turned into dozens of congested male organs, each of which looked so upright, so full of youthfulness.

When Fang Wen's car arrived at the agreed location, nearly a hundred bad young people in the venue looked at the dozens of big and small in his car in awe, and there were also a large group of girls in shock and excitement. Fang Wen, who was dressed in a tattered beach suit, came out of the car, and suddenly a sharp laugh broke out in the venue. A girl with red hair was chewing gum and sneered at Fang Wen: "Little brother, you haven't developed recently. You are so excited to draw so many things in the car, right?"

Fang Wen's scar was accurately hit, as accurate as a laser strike weapon. His fragile self-esteem was instantly destroyed, and a poisonous fire rushed out of thin air. He jumped up a few steps, pointed at the girl and scolded, "Stinky March 8, what are you talking about? What did you hold yesterday? Didn't brush your teeth today?"

"What did you say?" A tall and heroic young man, half a piece of body, rushed over and slapped Fang Wen backwards. Relying on his physical and strength advantages, the young man kept pushing Fang Wen backwards, and scolded loudly: "Where are you, little girl? Didn't your mother teach you how to speak human language?"

The golden retriever and the rainbow cockscomb head, who were discussing the amount of money for an off-road jeep next to him, suddenly heard this and shouted, "It's bad."

The golden retriever rushed up, stopped the tall young man, and shouted and cursed: "Fuck, did you teach us brothers? Who are you?"

The Rainbow Cockscomb head flew to Fang Wen, hugged Fang Wen with one hand, and shouted loudly: "**, Master Fang, don't go crazy. If anything, we will see the winner or loser when we race."

Fang Wen's green face had long been green, and a stiff green light appeared in his eyes. His thin little body was stiff, and his right hand was tightly held at his waist. Only the golden retriever and Rainbow Cockcomb head, a group of fox friends who had been playing with since childhood, knew that Fang Wen had always been wearing a saber around his waist.

Since Fang Wen happened to see through the affair between his mother and his lover when he was twelve years old and slashed the man with a fruit knife thirty-nine times, no one dared to mention his mother in front of Fang Wen.

Rainbow cockscomb head grabbed Fang Wen tightly, not daring to make him crazy. He knew that Fang Wen, a guy who had been seriously ill since childhood, was not far from death at any time and had long since been ignorant of his life, went crazy. That was a real indiscriminate attack.

The golden retriever pointed to the tall and heroic young man and shouted: "***, apologize to brothers, otherwise we have to worry about it."

A few young men who had just discussed the amount of gambling with the Golden Retriever and the others slowly came over. One of them shouted: "Golden Retriever, isn't that evil? Playing so seriously? We have to worry about it. Let's take care of it in the racing car. Ten cars were out on each side and ran back from under the Great Wall. Which side got the first three cars to win. Just make up an integer for the gambling money!"

Another young man shouted: "We have so many people, we can raise 100 million each side. Brother Golden Retriever, are you not afraid?"

"Fuck!" the golden retriever angrily said, "I'm afraid of you? Be my country bumpkin? Young Master Fang, stop making trouble. When we win, you can collect that kid's money."

Fang Wen relaxed his hand, and a black saber that was unsheathed suddenly fell to the ground. The sound alarmed the young man at the scene. The tall and heroic young man changed his expression. He subconsciously took a few steps back and cursed with a gusto: "Isn't you bring this kind of fun? Everyone's *** is lively, and there are people with a knife? Hello, this kid is crazy?"

The bad young people present were divided into two groups, standing clearly on both sides of the road. Dozens of sports cars with colorful front and rear lights flashed, placing a layer of blurred light and shadow on the empty road. Both sides were selecting candidates for the competition. Fang Wen gritted his teeth and his face with a gloomy face. A pair of fierce eyes kept glancing at the young man opposite. The young people on the opposite side were also looking at Fang Wen very vigilantly, fearing that he would suddenly rush up.

None of them noticed that there were two blurry figures standing on the top of the cliff on the side of the road, looking down below.

Professor Feng smiled at Fang Wen with his hands behind his back and said lightly: "Hua Jiu, you have to help me with the matter."

The thin old man beside Professor Feng skillfully played with two copper coins between his ten fingers. The copper coins had already turned into two hazy yellow lights between his fingers. He smiled proudly and said lightly: "Is there any mistake I have to do with myself? It's just a broken sports car. I usually practice with satellites. Do you know? It's not the same thing as this low-end sports car."

He turned his head and glared at Professor Feng, and smiled, "I don't expect you to figure out the gap... Alas, there's no way, this is the gap in our IQ!"

Professor Feng glared at Hua Jiu fiercely, and laughed in a low voice and scolded: "Noisy!"

Under the cliff, the bad young men had already lined up the sports car in two rows and were ready to set off. In the order of drawing lots, Fang Wen drew the first place on his side. It was not that enemies were not gathering, but the other party's group was ranked first, the young man who had a conflict with him just now.

A sinister sneer appeared on Fang Wen's face, and he gestured to the young man through the car window to cut his neck.

The young man moved his lips slightly through the car window, and he could vaguely tell that it was: "Fuck!"

The golden retriever and the young man who was leading the other party each carried a white flag to the side of the road ahead, shouting loudly, and the two flags danced wildly. The engines of twenty sports cars roared at the same time, and the tires rubbed against the ground, and balls of blue smoke came out, making a harsh sound.

Two white flags suddenly waved heavily to the ground. Fang Wen stepped on the accelerator, loosened the brakes, and rushed to the left. His sports car was like a crazy cow, hitting the young man next to him hard, knocking half of his car doors out. The young man caught off guard, his hands were in a mess, and the sports car hit the rocks on the roadside, and fell to the sky.

Fang Wen laughed arrogantly and crazyly, coughed violently for a few times, and drove along the road and rushed forward.

The golden retriever stood on the side of the road and screamed excitedly: "Mr. Fang, good! Oh, too! I just started the competition and killed one!"

The young man on Fang Wen's side also made excited screams, and the other party's expressions were extremely difficult to see. More than 20 people rushed to the side of the racing car that was turning over and dragged the people inside out from the car window.

"Oh!***, this is the end of you mentioning that bitch!" Fang Wen's eyes flashed with a crazy light, and he stepped on the accelerator to the bottom. The engine of the racing car was roaring, and the body rushed forward along the road. Not far ahead, there was a big curve, but Fang Wen frantically increased the speed to the limit!

The Rainbow Cocken Head behind them saw Fang Wen's car drifting perfectly and turned the bend ahead. The Rainbow Cocken Head was about to shout "Okay", but he saw a large area of ​​Mars suddenly appearing under Fang Wen's racing chassis. The car crashed into the cliff on the side of the road without control, turning lightly like a leaf, rising into the air and rising to about 30 meters high. After more than a dozen tumblings, he fell heavily on the road.

"Oh! The perfect sky is circling for eighteen weeks! It is exactly the same as what I calculated!" The thin old man standing on the top of the mountain danced excitedly, and a camera in his hand was filming the scene of Fang Wen rolling over. He kept murmuring and exclaiming: "Look, how perfect and harmonious, you can turn over without any flaws! Especially the distance of the car falling on the ground is exactly the same as what I calculated. I asked him to fall there, and fall there! It's so perfect."

Professor Feng said coldly: "Where is Fang Wen?"

Hua Jiu said with a chorus: "Don't worry, although all security systems only play half of the role and all airbags are only half open, according to my calculations, they should... be unable to die."

Fang Wen felt that he flew up like a leaf. After a spontaneous twist, his whole body suddenly sank and he lost consciousness. The first chapter of the human path, goodbye, chapter 2
Chapter completed!