Plane Store: I rely on five-star reviews to become rich and live forever

"Boom!"

Feng Ping pounded the elevator door anxiously.

Teachers usually come through this door. He wanted to ask for help, but he couldn't get even half a step through this door!

Feng An was leaning against the wall and sitting on the ground. His knees and below were smashed to pieces by the overweight barbell, and his bones seemed to be visible.

He was in so much pain that he couldn't make a sound. Next to him was a medical kit that had been rummaged through by Bee Ping. He used various painkilling sprays and bandages randomly, but they seemed to have no effect at all.

Feng Ping's foot was missing a slipper, and when he knocked on the door, he didn't forget to scold Feng An: "You god Jin, you stayed up most of the night and still practiced extra!

"Even if you train more, you still use weights that are beyond your ability. Have you absorbed all the knowledge taught by the teacher?"

Feng An was so sleepy that he couldn't tell whether it was caused by lack of sleep or excessive blood loss.

He had no words to respond to Feng Ping's accusations and had no strength to speak.

"As for it? As for it? In order to become the princess, are you willing to risk your life? How can there be someone as stupid as you in this world!"

Feng An glared at him, his whole face black and blue.

Fengping ran to the club door at the other end and knocked on it. Only then did he realize that the guards had already evacuated because they found that the club's anti-locking function was more effective than them standing guard.

He ran back anxiously and patted Feng An on the face, "Hey, idiot, don't fall asleep!"

He had no choice but to change his perspective and say something that the other party wanted to hear, "Why are you so stubborn? You don't even think about it. We are the only ones in the entire plane who have clubs to make up lessons. How can the Drones in other kingdoms be as strong and diligent as the Secretary-General and the others say?"

"Those are the ones who give us chicken blood injections, do you really take it seriously?

"All the guardianship centers in the kingdom are just like birds. They can't teach very good Drones. Among our group, even Class E and Class F are very good after being released!"

Feng An moved his eyelids, looked at his wounds, then looked at Feng Ping, and asked weakly: "Is that so..."

"Of course!"

Feng Ping knocked on the door twice more, and continued: "There are 100 of us, and there are more than new kings. Choose one or two for each new king, and all of us can come ashore. How great!"

Feng An imagined the pie that Feng Ping had drawn, and felt that the wound was not so painful. He smiled miserably, and then passed out.

Feng Ping was even more panicked.

Fortunately, Datu, who was monitoring the situation in real time, was the first to show up at this time, and also brought over doctors on duty from other stores.

Gu Xingyan arrived shortly afterwards.

From the time the accident occurred to the time the doctor started treatment, only two or three minutes had passed, but Feng Ping felt that a long, long time had passed.

The more concerned he was, the more he couldn't help but complain to Gu Xingyan about how Feng An was disobedient, practiced more secretly, and hurt his body.

"Okay, okay, calm down. The doctor is treating Feng Ping." Gu Xingyan touched Feng Ping's head. Although he was taller than him, he was still a panicked young man.

Feng Ping was silent for a moment and asked Gu Xingyan: "Head coach, could Feng An be cured three years ago?"

"Yes, but Feng An needs to pay the price for his recklessness."

Feng Ping said "Ah", "What's the price?"

Gu Xingyan put her hands on her hips and drooped her lips: "A 3000-word review essay!"

Feng Ping was stunned for a moment, then stood on a united front with Gu Xingyan and also put his hands on his hips: "That's right, punish him to write an essay! This kid deserves it!"

Both of them looked at Feng An, who was lying on the bed in the infirmary.

The doctor next to him wiped the sweat dripping from being speechless and said to Gu Xingyan: "Boss, the wound has healed. The broken bones have just been born and are still a bit brittle. Be careful not to let him exercise violently."

Gu Xingyan stepped forward, looked at Feng An's condition, and said softly: "Okay, please stay here for a while, and wait for the child to wake up before leaving."

"I know."

Feng Ping poked his head out from behind Gu Xingyan and pulled her sleeves, as if in a dream, "Am I not awake yet? Are you cured so quickly?"

Even if I see it with my own eyes, I still find it magical.

When he was practicing pole dancing, all his injuries were minor, so he didn't need to use advanced medical rejuvenation techniques. He could just put a band-aid on and continue practicing.

Now that I think about it carefully, I have indeed heard that other students were seriously injured and went back to the dance studio crying for their parents the next day.

Gu Xingyan wanted to drive Feng Ping back to bed: "Feng Ping, you have classes tomorrow morning, right? Go back and rest early."

Feng Ping glanced at Feng An's wound that no longer existed, nodded, and walked out high and low. Only then did he start to think about it: "Where are my slippers?"

Looking here and there, Feng An finally woke up.

Feng Ping put on his slippers and ran back. He saw Feng An crying profusely and took the tissue from Gu Xingyan to wipe her tears.

"Why are you crying? Is it because I have to write a 3000-word review?"

Feng An burped and asked in confusion: "What review?"

Feng Ping flat-mouthed, sat on the edge of the bed, and looked at Feng An with bitter hatred, as if he was the injured one.

"What do you want me to say about you? Didn't you just fall out of Class A? Your performance was not bad that time, but the number of places was too small. You will definitely be able to make it next time, so why go to extremes?"

Anyway, no matter how hard it was, Feng Ping couldn't understand Feng An's thoughts.

Even other Drones with traditional ideas are not as enthusiastic as Feng An.

"Tell me, have you said enough? I've never seen you such a verbose Drone. Leave me alone!" Feng An lifted the quilt and crawled over to beat Feng Ping.

"It seems that you are really well and you have the strength to hit people!" Fengping counterattacked, babbling, and the two little enemies started to make a fuss in the infirmary.

"You're a guy who can stand and talk without pain in your back. If I keep playing straight, of course I can stand there and make sarcastic remarks."

"Is that a sarcastic remark? It's true that my kindness is not rewarded! Who is so crazy? It seems that if you don't become a princess, you will die..."

Feng Ping's unintentional words accidentally sounded the alarm for Gu Xingyan.

Feng Xi misunderstood that becoming a princess would lead to death, so what did Feng An misunderstand?