Wan Feng didn't understand why they came today when they should have come tomorrow like everyone else?

In fact, the homes of these students in Class 2, Grade 3 are not far from Xiao Wu's home. The farthest one is more than 30 miles away from Chao Shui. The rest are students from the horse farm at the southernmost end of the first branch and the third, fourth and fifth companies.

There is a mountain between the horse farm, the 345th Company and Sijitun. Xiao Wu's family is only 24 or 25 miles away. Except in winter, they don't need to stay in the summer.

What the hell are these guys trying to do by staying at home for another day and running out here to freeze?

"Boy, why are you here alone? Where are the others?" The one who asked the question was Wang Hun. He looked at Wan Feng who was cleaning the stove with his eyes slanted.

"I didn't go home during the holiday, and everyone else went home but hasn't returned yet."

"Which field and team are you from? What's your name?"

"From the 42nd Company of the Three-Point Field. My name is Wan Feng."

Wan Feng knew very well the physical characteristics of these guys in the senior year of high school, so he answered them gently and did not give them a chance to find fault.

The two guys didn't say anything else, just glanced through the door and went out.

After the stove started to burn, Wan Feng heated a basin of water on the stove. After the water was hot, he washed his feet, locked the door, and went to bed.

Wan Feng found a tattered book and read it for more than an hour. When his eyes felt tired, he turned off the light and went to sleep.

He didn't know how much time had passed in the haze, but suddenly a bang woke Wan Feng up from his sleep.

As soon as I stuck my head out of the quilt, I felt the cold wind rushing into the room.

Is the glass broken?

Wan Feng turned on the light and looked at the window first. The window was fine.

When I turned around, I found that the door had been kicked open and was wide open, and the wind was blowing into the house from the corridor.

The corridor entrance to the dormitory originally had two wooden doors, but last winter, they were removed by a sophomore or junior in high school, which caused a fire. The school was so angry that they didn't rebuild the entrance.

Therefore, as soon as the dormitory door was opened, the wind from outside rushed in unhindered.

Wan Feng sighed and quickly got down to close the door. When he was about to lock it, he found that the door latch had been kicked off and could not be locked.

Wan Feng wanted to fix the door latch and try to lock the door, but after a few attempts he found that the latch was broken, so he used a piece of wood to prop the door shut and went back to the upper bunk to sleep.

About ten minutes later, Wan Feng, who was just about to go to sleep, heard some loud noises coming from the senior class. He didn't know which bastard was running back and forth in the corridor, banging on the bucket, and walked back and forth twice.

After knocking the bucket, Wan Feng thought it would be quiet this time, but it was almost midnight and these bastards didn't sleep.

But before I closed my eyes for a few minutes, the door slammed again.

Because the door was blocked by Wan Feng from the inside, it was not kicked open this time, but only opened a gap of about half a foot.

"Hey! It's blocked from the inside." Someone made a surprised sound outside the door.

"Kick again!"

Then, with a bang, the door was finally kicked open, followed by the sound of footsteps running towards the senior high school dormitory.

Wan Feng quickly turned on the light. This time he didn't rush to close the door but sat on the upper bunk to think about life for a while.

A minute later he put on his clothes and went downstairs to close the door again. This time he didn't even use the wooden block to hold the door open.

Wan Feng didn't sleep either. He sat on the upper bunk with two wooden tripods in his hands, staring at the door. If the door was kicked open again, the wooden tripods in his hands would fly out like meteors and hit him on the head, he would deserve it.

But after waiting for more than half an hour, nothing happened.

Just when Wan Feng thought everything was finally over and he turned off the light and was about to go back to sleep...

Bang!

Because the door was not pushed open this time, it opened with a whoosh and the cold wind rushed in like a galloping horse.

Wan Feng jumped down from the bed holding a wooden tripod, walked to the door of the senior high school, and kicked the door with his leg.

There was also a bang, but the difference was that this time the sound was not from the door of dormitory No. 1 of grade 1, but from the door of dormitory No. 2 of grade 3.

He was a kicking expert, and his leg strength was much greater than that of an ordinary person. With a violent kick from a rage, he kicked the wooden door so hard that even the hinges on it fell off, and the door tilted and fell into the house.

The lights were on in the senior high school dormitory, and there were about eight or nine people in the room.

At this time, the people in the room looked at Wan Feng in surprise. They seemed to be unprepared for someone kicking the door in.

Wan Feng stood at the door with a wooden tripod in one hand and glanced around the room with a cold look.

"Which bastard kicked down my dorm door? Come out! I promise I won't beat you to death!"

No one in the room made a sound.

"I'll say it again, who is this motherless idiot kicking down my door? Aren't all the high school seniors pretty arrogant? Come out and let me see who it is."

Wan Feng thought that the senior students would be furious and rush up to beat him up in a group, because they are very good at using a group to beat one person.

He was prepared. If these people rushed over, he would block the door and kill them one by one. As long as they couldn't rush out, he had nothing to fear.

But there was nothing. No one stood up to fight him for three hundred rounds, and no one came out to argue with him.

They all just stared at him stupidly.

Are you shocked by my domineering aura?

"You're not going to tell me, are you? It's too late now. Let's meet tomorrow. I'll see if you can tell me tomorrow."

Wan Feng retreated to the corridor, returned to the dormitory, closed the door and blocked it again with a wooden block.

This time he didn't sleep on the upper bunk, but sat by the stove. If anyone kicked the door, he would rush out and hit them with a wooden tripod.

But nothing happened until dawn.

Aren't these high school seniors always aggressive? Why are they acting like turtles? This doesn't fit their usual style.

What these guys are best at is beating up one person in a group during a fight. Why are they being so obedient this time?

Or are those talented people in the senior year not here?

Wan Feng just remembered the people in the senior high school dormitory. Cao Guancheng and Wang Hun were not there, and the rest were just following others to stir up trouble.

Even those who join in the fun shouldn't be silent, right?

The two guys who are really powerful in the senior year are Ge Shengren and He Yan, who live in Dawujiazi.

He Yan's brother He Wei is still working as an accountant in the 42nd Company where Wan Feng is. He is also a thorny guy, along with Cao Guancheng and Wang Hun.

Now that these guys are not here, these senior high school students in the dormitory have no backbone?

At around seven o'clock, Wan Feng locked the door of the dormitory and came to the workshop.

Zhang Xuan quickly noticed the ugly look on Wan Feng's face.

"What's wrong? You look so ugly?"

Damn, how can it not look ugly? I slept less than two hours a night, it would be strange if I looked good.

"Nothing. The dormitory door broke last night and it was drafty. I got cold."

Wan Feng made up a lie because he didn't want Zhang Xuan to feel sorry for him.

If I tell her the truth, she will definitely feel sad.