CHAPTER 65: CHAPTER 65: IT TAKES 100 DAYS TO HEAL BONE INJURIES

West Warehouse District.

The lights of ten thousand homes.

Zhang Lingfeng stood in the small balcony room. Today, it seemed like Angry Little Ya encountered some trouble and couldn’t stream her game. He had to leave a message on her account expressing his concern.

Then he prepared to connect with other online female streamers.

Suddenly, a cheerful melody came from downstairs.

Zhang Lingfeng peeked out and saw a group of aunties and elderly women in the district pulling out a speaker and starting to dance square dance downstairs.

In this world of scarce resources and harsh living conditions.

Lacking recreational facilities.

Square dance is a rare and stress-relieving form of entertainment.

But because everyone is under a lot of pressure, those who do square dance are generally aunties and elderly women who have lost their strength to fight.

Zhang Lingfeng stood on the balcony, watching them dance gracefully, and in a daze, he felt like he returned to a past life. The lively sound downstairs felt incredibly familiar, and he couldn’t help but walk downstairs and join the group, dancing square dance with the aunties and elderly women.

As a famous person in the West Warehouse District.

Zhang Lingfeng was already well-known to everyone, and several aunties and elderly women were quite surprised but also warmly welcomed Zhang Lingfeng’s participation. After all, he might be the most impressive partner they’ve ever encountered in their dancing careers.

"What is Zhang Lingfeng doing now?"

Wang Dashan brought Yang Liru and Hong Lixin to a meeting. Upon learning how casually Zhang Lingfeng approached his epiphany, even resolving it nonchalantly, Wang Dashan’s blood pressure shot up. He felt it necessary to have a serious talk with Yang Liru and Hong Lixin to get a deeper understanding of Zhang Lingfeng.

To prevent the incidents of the past two days from happening again.

"He hasn’t appeared online since leaving a message on Angry Little Ya’s account."

Yang Liru said.

"The principal’s method is effective. By controlling Angry Little Ya, Zhang Lingfeng hasn’t found anyone else yet. Maybe he’s seriously cultivating."

Hong Lixin sighed.

"Whether he can obtain the Double S-Class contract from Starry Sky University concerns his future and the school’s future. Whoever dares to disrupt his cultivation will be my enemy."

Wang Dashan said seriously, adding, "Find out what Zhang Lingfeng is doing."

"Okay, I’ll contact Lai Zhijun immediately. He lives opposite Zhang Lingfeng’s home and can see if Zhang Lingfeng is cultivating through the window."

Yang Liru nodded, quickly contacting Lai Zhijun.

Lai Zhijun was very obedient and immediately sent over a video.

Yang Liru opened the video and projected it in the office.

In the footage, shot from a high angle, Zhang Lingfeng was dancing square dance with a group of aunties and elderly women in the district. As he had just started learning, his rhythm and steps were clearly out of sync, stumbling around, which amused the group of aunties and elderly women into giggles.

In an instant.

In an instant, the expressions of Wang Dashan and the other two in the office turned into a muddle.

Seeing Wang Dashan’s face flushed, as if his veins were about to burst, Yang Liru quickly turned off the video, saying, "Could it be that he’s under a lot of pressure and wants to divert his attention?"

"Crack!"

Wang Dashan crushed the teacup.

Yang Liru’s words made him think that Zhang Lingfeng’s actions were a means to resolve the spear technique comprehension in his mind through square dance.

Otherwise, why would a young person run out at night and dance square dance with aunties and elderly women?

Especially since he’s a high school martial arts student.

"Should we control them too?"

Hong Lixin asked nervously.

A group of aunties and elderly women are not easy to control.

"Explain the situation to Zhang Lingfeng’s family. Starting tomorrow, keep him at the school until the end of the term."

Wang Dashan decided firmly.

Rather than controlling others, it would be better to control Zhang Lingfeng directly.

"What if Zhang Lingfeng is unwilling to cooperate?"

Yang Liru worried.

The school can’t forcibly control a student’s cultivation, even if it’s for the student’s benefit.

"Then find a way to make him cooperate. Tomorrow I will make it clear to him."

Wang Dashan said unequivocally.

Yang Liru and Hong Lixin didn’t say more. If they could persuade Zhang Lingfeng to completely change his cultivation attitude, it would be a good thing for both the school and Zhang Lingfeng.

Within the West Warehouse District.

Lai Zhijun was sweating profusely.

On the rooftop, he practiced the Basic Spear Skill Thirteen Forms. While practicing the spear technique, he recorded the entire scene of Zhang Lingfeng dancing square dance downstairs through the camera.

He murmured to himself, "Even if you are extraordinarily talented and gifted, wasting time day after day, living in a daze, one day, I, Lai Zhijun, will surpass you."

"As the saying goes, diligence makes up for clumsiness. As long as there is perseverance, grinding an iron rod into a needle, transformation of skills, I, Lai Zhijun, can achieve it too!"

Lai Zhijun, as if on a high, practiced the Basic Spear Technique repeatedly until he heard a scream from downstairs. He hurried over to check and saw Zhang Lingfeng being supported by two aunties going upstairs. Curiously, he couldn’t help but replay the recorded video only to find that Zhang Lingfeng, while dancing, had a mishap with his rhythm and steps and accidentally sprained his foot.

"Hahaha, you finally have this day!"

Lai Zhijun couldn’t control his laughter.

Now that Zhang Lingfeng has injured his foot, and he himself is cultivating harder than ever, what’s there to fear about not catching up to Zhang Lingfeng? For this, he practiced on the rooftop until late at night.

The next day.

Wang Dashan waited for Zhang Lingfeng to come to the first cultivation room.

After a night of thinking, he realized that forcibly controlling Zhang Lingfeng’s cultivation wasn’t a good idea. It might backfire and provoke Zhang Lingfeng’s rebelliousness, thus achieving the opposite of what was intended. So, he planned to try another approach, have a serious conversation with Zhang Lingfeng, and attempt to change his cultivation attitude by reasoning with him.

For this, he was waiting early in the first cultivation room.

However, when the time arrived, Zhang Lingfeng didn’t show up. Instead, Yang Liru brought in an ordinary class student who seemed very excited — none other than Lai Zhijun himself.

After spraining his foot during square dance yesterday, today was not suitable for studying or cultivating. Zhang Lingfeng entrusted Lai Zhijun to deliver a leave note to Yang Liru.

Yang Liru, who had just attended a meeting with Wang Dashan last night, was acutely aware of the severe consequences this leave note might entail, so she brought along Lai Zhijun.

"Honorable Principal, Zhang Lingfeng sprained his foot last night while square dancing, and he asked me to deliver this leave note to you."

Lai Zhijun handed over the leave note with both hands.

Upon hearing this, Wang Dashan snatched the leave note, opened it, and saw it was indeed Zhang Lingfeng’s handwriting. It also stated the foot sprain from square dancing last night and the inconvenience of coming to school to study or cultivate, specifically requesting leave for a hundred days!

"Leave for a hundred days!"

Wang Dashan couldn’t believe what he was reading.

"Zhang Lingfeng said it takes one hundred days to heal the injury."

Lai Zhijun explained.

He had also glanced at the content and, despite knowing Zhang Lingfeng’s indifferent attitude towards cultivating, he was still dumbfounded by the hundred-day leave request.

So, he looked on expectantly to see how Wang Dashan would handle Zhang Lingfeng.

"The end-of-term exams will be over in a hundred days, and I could be long gone!"

Wang Dashan was infuriated, pacing around the cultivation room. Earlier, he thought forcibly controlling Zhang Lingfeng’s cultivation was a bit much. Now it seemed like the best option after all.

He grumbled.

"Does he really think that after defeating Ye Xuan yesterday, he can obtain the Double S-Class guaranteed contract from Starry Sky University! What does he take Starry Sky University for?"

"Uh... Principal, what did you say?"

Lai Zhijun felt thunderstruck. Zhang Lingfeng obtained the Double S-Class guaranteed contract from Starry Sky University?

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