After leaving the Provincial Bureau of Industry and Commerce, Yang Yu was worried. This matter was much more complicated than he thought. Sure enough, society was just a stew of stew. The forest was big and there were all kinds of birds.

But Yang Yu did not regret it. The other party was aggressive. In this case, Yang Yu would definitely not give up the car. Even if he did it again, he would still make such a decision.

When she returned to the car, she saw Ling Fei's book falling into the car again. Yang Yu pursed her mouth. This was the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, and it was Sichuan University not far from the past. So she could just send it to her.

When she drove to Sichuan University, Yang Yu regretted it. Today is Monday, and now it is the class time, and there are still many people. The key is that she doesn’t know which department Ling Fei is in, so how can she do it?

"Student, do you know that Professor Han Zhenglin is in that office?"

It would be better to find Han Zhenglin first than to find Ling Fei among more than 10,000 people. When walking on the school road, Yang Yu asked everyone that Han Zhenglin is very well-known in Sichuan University. As expected, after only three or two people, he found out where his office was.

"Professor Han, are you busy?"

As he asked all the way to Han Zhenglin's office, Yang Yu first knocked on the door and leaned in to greet him.

"It's Xiao Yang, you're not busy! Come in and sit down."

When Han Zhenglin saw that it was Yang Yu, he was a little surprised, and then he was excited. He thought it was Yang Yu who promised to help him with academic research, so he came to find him.

"No! No! I just want to ask Ling Fei in the classroom. I sent her back last night, but her book fell on me and I sent it to her."

Yang Yu smiled and declined. He had a lot of things to do today. If he went in and sat down, he would definitely have to chat for a long time.

"Oh, she is a special enrollment student in the 84th-level dance department. She should be taking a supplementary cultural course now. I am not particularly clear about the second building on the right side of the gate. If you go over and ask, you should be able to find out."

Hearing that he was not here to find him, Han Zhenglin couldn't help but feel disappointed, but he still answered Yang Yu seriously.

Saying goodbye to Han Zhenglin, Yang Yu drove to the building he mentioned. Although he didn't know which classroom Ling Fei was in, the scope of searching was much narrower.

get out of class has not ended yet. If Yang Yu goes upstairs to find someone, it will inevitably affect other people's class order. This is impolite to the teacher. In addition, even if Ling Fei is found and others are attending classes, they will not be able to come out to get a book casually. Yang Yu simply waits for the get out of class to be searched.

Waiting is always long, and the key is that I don’t know when the get out of class will end. What if I just started? College classes are different from high school and junior high school. Each class is basically accurate, which is three or two hours long and no less than fifty minutes short.

Bored, Yang Yu picked up Ling Fei's book casually, and there was a sentence written on the first page, with beautiful handwriting and floating like a cloud: Even an immature attempt is better than a strategy of stillbirth.

Yang Yu was stunned. Isn’t this what he is talking about?

What he does now is something he has never experienced in his previous life. Whether it is reselling eels or running a garment factory, isn’t this a whim and has no experience to try? Indeed, if he doesn’t try it, then perhaps Yang Yu is still living a very confused life in the countryside, where can he get luxury cars? How can he get millions of assets? It turns out that trying is better than dreaming.

"Dingling...Dinglingling!"

A bell ringtone interrupted Yang Yu's thoughts.

"Wow! Look, there is a car underneath!"

No matter which era, small cars always have a mysterious attraction to young people. I don’t know who called out, and the balcony corridor quickly stood full of people, pointing at the car downstairs and screaming in surprise.

The girls fantasized that the prince charming came to pick them up in the car, while the boys were full of envy of the car, hoping that one day they could drive into the car.

The car door opened, Yang Yu got out of the car, stopped, looked up at the upstairs, and then screamed again. Who said that all the girls of this era were reserved?

"Wow! This guy is so handsome!"

"Oh my God! So handsome! The conditions are so good. I don't know that classmate has such good luck."

When Yang Yu was scanned, the girls were shaking and talking. Although they thought it was a delusion, they had a trace of fantasy in their hearts, hoping that the handsome guy downstairs would come to find her.

But the boys are different. Seeing that Yang Yu is a peer and driving a car, he whispered that he was a bourgeoisie, but he secretly envied in his heart.

Seeing this situation, Yang Yu smiled helplessly. This treatment was something he had never enjoyed when he was a big man who was stinging his feet in his previous life.

"Ah! He laughed! He laughed, so sunny and so energetic!"

"He seems to be smiling at me..."

"No, I'm just talking nonsense! I'm just smiling at me..."

Hearing the girl upstairs quarreling for him, Yang Yu couldn't help laughing and pursed his lips and shouted upstairs: "Students, who knows where Ling Fei is in? Please tell me."

"Ling Fei?"

"It turned out to be here to find Ling Fei!"

"No wonder! Only Ling Fei's appearance can be worthy of it."

"There is no way, who can make people beautiful?"

When he heard that Yang Yu was here to find Ling Fei, all the girls upstairs felt lost and envious and took it for granted.

The boy's reaction was different, and he was immediately facing a great enemy. You should know that Ling Fei is the recognized goddess in their minds. Yang Yu's performance is undoubtedly a strong opponent.

In the classroom on the far right of the third floor, because the book fell into Yang Yu's car, Ling Fei borrowed notes from her class after class, ran to the corner to copy the notes for today's lecture. While copying, she pouted and muttered: "Damn Yang Yu! Stinky Yang Yu..."

Several classmates with good relationship with Ling Fei ran to Ling Fei with excitement: "Ling Fei, you are still copying, please stop copying, there is a handsome guy outside looking for you!"

"Look for me?" Ling Fei didn't raise her head, thinking to herself what the trouble these people were doing: "What are you looking for me? No matter."

If you have a top ten school beauties, Ling Fei will definitely be on the list. As soon as she arrived at Sichuan University, she attracted countless suitors, some who wrote love poems for her, some who sang love songs, and in short, there are a variety of methods and methods. However, Ling Fei was not interested in these loves and love, and dancing was the dream she pursued.

Over time, Ling Fei became accustomed to the boys' actions and was not willing to pay attention to them. If they made them make a fuss for a while, they would be left alone.

"Oh! I'm waiting downstairs, handsome guy!"

"That's right! There's a car. If I come to see me, I will definitely go there and I won't even go to college!"

Several girls were talking nonsense, blushing and contempt. They couldn't find such good conditions and lanterns, but Ling Fei was not even looking at them. Isn't this a waste of resources?

When Ling Fei heard the car, she was stunned and suddenly realized that it could be Yang Yu, right? Then she put down her pen and walked out of the classroom...
Chapter completed!