Hidden Assassin

It's Fang Yusi's fault, what's going on! But I thought that person was a little nympho, a little funny, but...how did Ye Lingjing mess with her? It's strange...you go back and ask carefully... ...

It was Monday morning, overcast. Because Jia Ming promised to ask his elder brother about the whole story of the Lingjing incident on Friday last week, Dongfang Wan rushed to Jia Ming's desk early in the morning and told him that people on this earth already knew the whole story. the secret. Lifting his head from the table wearily, Jia Ming curled his lips.

Your information came in a timely manner, I am so touched, I will go back and ask, thank you...

The tone of the answer was a bit mechanical, that's because I played with Marilyn and her daughter in Jianghai City all day yesterday. It was probably because what happened on Friday night made Marilyn worry about gain and loss. As a thirty-year-old mature woman, she hadn't touched a man for several years, and she was really a long-lost woman. Accompanied by her ups and downs for more than an hour. When he went back at night, he had just untied some knots in his heart, and Lingjing and Shasha, who were so close to each other, pestered him for another night. Under such a powerful offensive, even Jia Ming, who had a pure qigong foundation, couldn't help but feel a little bit of trouble. A kind of self-inflicted, can't live idea.

However, although some foreshadowing has been laid with Lingjing and Shasha, Jia Ming has never thought of letting Marilyn's mother and daughter meet with them. Things are also very clear, but people always give birth to possessive creatures inexplicably. Things that will make people unhappy, even if there is only a small possibility, it is better not to do them.

Recalling yesterday's wheel battle, I couldn't help sighing again: Jia Ming, Jia Ming, you really are invincible. Then he closed his eyes and continued with what he did most often in school every day, going to sleep. Looking at Jiaming's expression, Dongfang Wan frowned for a while: No? You already know?

Although I am a little touched by your kindness. But I still have to say that the most popular gossip topic among Martians is the story of how Ye Lingjing was suppressed by Fang Yusi and lost her qualification to lead the dance... I am a little sleepy, Let me sleep, thanks.

Uh... Dongfang Wan was taken aback for a moment. Said: Then... Anyway, I have inquired about it for you. You are not allowed to renege on the performance at the school celebration, that is the show I promoted, and I even bet a few hundred yuan to support you...

Squad leader actually participates in underground gambling? He glanced at Dongfang Wan with interest. The biggest purpose of Sacred Heart College's anniversary party is to get those students who have graduated to donate money, and in order to make the party a success, there will also be Easter eggs such as voting for the best program throughout the party. Since there is competition, after the selection In addition, there will be some students who open up underground gambles, of course, such gambles are relatively mild. In order to improve the feeling of interaction, the school also turned a blind eye to the underground gambling market. Certain teachers will also place bets on their programs, though. After all, things like gambling are too inconsistent with Dongfang Wan's style.

That...to make everyone happy, no way.

Oh, don't worry, we will play as agreed.

Hearing what he said, Dongfang Wan felt relieved, and asked after a while: Then there is only a little more than a week now, can you tell me the name of the song you are going to sing?

I think the song that day was very good.

Which one? East Wind Breaks?

Dongfang Wan rolled her eyes. Jiaming sighed: only-you

... Dongfang Wan was stunned for a while, then smiled. Stop making trouble, okay?

The truth is... I haven't figured it out yet.

I don't believe it, it's only been a week.

If you don't believe it, pull it down.

You... Pointing at Jia Ming who was lying on the table, Dongfang Wan had a very yellow-faced look in the early morning, Jia Ming just turned her face away and completely ignored her. After a while, Dongfang Wan Wan withdrew her finger resentfully: If you don't say it, don't say it, hum...

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The next sentence of If you don't tell me, don't tell me is actually If you don't believe me, I can't find out. Of course, this kind of Haikou can't boast casually, and the most important thing is not to boast in front of Jia Ming. Fortunately for Dongfang Wan, she met Ye Lingjing in the corridor leading to the office building after the second class in the morning. At this time, Ye Lingjing was walking back with some boxes of chalk with her classmates.

They are not particularly close friends, but as classmates, it is a reason to get close. The relationship between her brother and her own reasons, Dongfang Wan also joined the classmate association shortly after entering school, and she is often a member of the classmate association. Lingjing, the helper, often comes into contact with each other. Knowing that the relationship between Jiaming and Dongfang Wan is not harmonious, Lingjing has politely apologized to Dongfang Wan when they wrote blackboard newspapers together several times. Knowing Lingjing's gentle personality, the matter of finding out the title of the song naturally fell on her.

She went up to say hello and said she had something to ask, another female classmate took the chalk from Lingjing's hand and left. At a corner of the office building, Dongfang Wan just softly asked about the title of the song.

Singing? Well, Shasha and I will also go up, but Jiaming seems to have not decided what to sing, anyway, we have a new song every time we perform, and we only have a week to prepare, it should be fine... Uh, did Jia Ming do something annoying again?

Just the intimacy of speaking can prove that the relationship between Lingjing and Jiaming has reached the level of family members. Of course, they never concealed these things in school. But after hearing Lingjing's words, Dongfang Wan showed a slightly embarrassed expression.

Oh, no, I asked him about the title of the song, and he said he hadn't figured it out yet, and I thought he was just trying to play me off. You're more reliable, Lingjing, Gu Jiaming... Every time I see him, I think I feel a headache.

Hehe, hehe... Patting the powdered chalk on her hand, Lingjing laughed, Actually, Jia Ming is not that bad, he is just withdrawn, and when others treat him well, he just... Well, anyway, we have been playing since we were young. Big one, I think he's pretty good.

I didn't say he was bad, but he was too lonely... With some resentment in her words, Dongfang Wan shrugged, Well, then... I still have something to do, bye, by the way, please do your best for the performance Ah, I bought you to win, it's useless to tell Gu Jiaming.

Hehe, no problem. Waving his hand, Lingjing turned around the corner of the office building, turned on the faucet by the wall to wash his hands, and at this moment, a voice came from the corner: Xiao Wan.

Hi, Fang Ming.

On the other side, a girl in a white casual sweatshirt came over, with a neat long ponytail tied up with a white ribbon. That was Kaoru Tsukichi who looked like a porcelain doll. Seeing her coming, Ling Jing waved her hand and smiled, Xun.

Lingjing. The soft and elegant voice called out Lingjing's name, Xun also stopped in front of the white porcelain table by the wall, turned on the faucet to rinse his dirty fingers for some reason, Lingjing smiled softly Asked: Xun, Jiaming didn't do anything today?

He's been sleeping.

Oh...hehe... Recalling what happened last night, Ling Jing, who was also a little weak-legged, blushed slightly. At this moment, the voices of Dongfang Wan and several other male students came from there.

I heard that your club participated in the martial arts competition in Jianghai City this time. There were two games yesterday? How is the record?

Don't mention it, Han Gangcheng lost in a mess yesterday. Because of yesterday's game, our team is a bit in suspense in the group stage. To be honest, this is the worst loss in the history of our Sacred Heart Academy. Alas, anyway, from the second half of last year to the Right now, it's a dark time.

What's wrong?

Needless to say, Ah Cheng's mentality was clouded because of that time last year. Although he had overcome some, when the fight was at its most intense, when he raised his leg, he subconsciously made a completely unnecessary defense. , I would have won with a 90% chance...

hehe……

Xiaowan, you are still funny. The most powerful people in the martial arts club, your brother is busy with the student union and can't participate. Lu Jianchuan was hit like that last year on a utility pole, and his bones were shattered. Afterwards, his martial arts career basically ended. It was ruined like that... Damn it, every time I think about it, I want to fix that piece of shit Gu Jiaming in your class, if Teacher Chen hadn't said several times that private challenges are not allowed...

Hey, hey, you don't need to say this. To be honest, when Lu Jianchuan and the others played football and kicked a girl on the ground, do you dare to say that he didn't do it on purpose? I think Lu Jianchuan and the others deserve it!

Okay, Xiaowan, Lu Jianchuan won't mention it, but what about Han Gangcheng, he issued a letter of challenge openly. Gu Jiaming's behavior is really... Now who in the martial arts club is not angry, if it weren't for Mr. Chen It has been banned...cut, Teacher Chen's training is like teaching monks, he doesn't teach anything powerful, anyway, I feel depressed recently...I know that the fight Gu Jiaming fought was guaranteed by you, Xiaowan, I was just targeting that dog It's just Gu Jiaming...

The words are heard here. A trace of anger flashed in Lingjing's eyes after washing her hands for a long time, she turned off the faucet, and rushed out thinking about the corner: You are full of nonsense, I don't think your quality is much better! Do you know how to find a reason, is there no one in the martial arts club? If you have anything to do, just put it on Gu Jiaming, and said that in the afternoon, didn't you just want to force him to beat him? And the rules are everyone They all agreed, but Han Gangcheng didn't pay attention, so he could only say that he deserved it! Jia Ming didn't foul at all, did he want to fight? I'm right here. I'll challenge any one of you!

It was only last night that Jiaming and Jiaming were inseparable, and at this moment Lingjing heard someone speak ill of Jiaming. Naturally, he became more and more angry, and a series of words had already come out of his mouth with a blushing face. The male students around Dongfang Wan obviously didn't expect that someone would suddenly rush out to fight the injustice, and Ling Jing was also a beauty, so they were stunned for a while.

What's the matter? Don't you dare?

Lingjing continued to work hard and spoke loudly. At this moment, the class bell rang, and Fang Ming, the leader, said: Good men don't fight with women... I won't fight with you. Walk past Ling Jing. In the end, the man suddenly turned around and said: If you really want to fight fairly, you ask Gu Jiaming to go to the martial arts club to fight. He said. Turn around and walk away.

Uh...Lingjing, just ignore them, these people are too bad, they're just making excuses for losing. Well, go to class first.

She comforted her a few words, but then she saw Yuechi Xun walking out from the side with a cold face looking at the direction in which those people were going away, she couldn't help being a little surprised, but she also knew that Xun and Lingjing were good friends, so she turned and left immediately.

With a huge anger, Lingjing standing in the same place fluctuates violently. It has been nearly a year since I heard others talk about Jia Ming, and it is not the first time to use that game to arrange things, but this time it makes people She was especially angry. However, after a while, she calmed down a little, and said softly: Xun, don't tell Jia Ming about this time, okay?

With a little doubt, Xun looked at Lingjing.

You also know that what Jiaming needs is quietness. He won't care if these words are said to him ten thousand times, but I can't do it. I will be angry, but I don't want Jiaming to be angry because I am angry. Go fight...

...I understand. After looking at Lingjing for a while, Xun nodded slightly.

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At half past one in the afternoon, hazy clouds hung over the sky and there was a light breeze.

As a Sacred Heart College that pays attention to students' extracurricular quality, it provides a lot of convenience for students' interest activities. In addition to having a special club activity room, there are also more than four club activity classes every week, and after application, daily self-study classes Can also be used for extracurricular activities. But even so, for those who really love an extracurricular activity, this time is still not enough.

After eating at noon and resting for a while, more than 30 main members of the martial arts club gave up the nap time before class and gathered in the indoor martial arts training ground for training. Among them, more than ten members who are qualified to participate in the competition, They are sitting together at this time, discussing the next game process.

...Tomorrow's match against the team is actually not that difficult. Except for the main general who is slightly stronger, the others can easily solve it. Therefore, in order to ensure victory, I have two plans. First, our side Xiao Wu should be able to win by avoiding their main general. Fang Ming, if you play the second game, of course it’s fine. When facing their main general, it doesn’t matter if we lose...

At noon, it always seems relatively quiet. In the martial arts training room, apart from the shouts of the trainers, the voice of the president's plan is also very loud and moderate. It is a voice full of confidence. At this moment, the door opened with a wow, and then closed. The girl who came in took an iron chain and locked the door knocker directly.

Everyone stopped for a moment, watching this man's actions. A beautiful woman came in.

She has perfect cheeks like a porcelain doll, without any expression, a long ponytail tied with a white ribbon behind her head, and the same white casual sportswear with blue stripes. The girl untied her shoelaces at the entrance, and her graceful feet in flesh-colored stockings stepped onto the wooden floor.

There is no game tomorrow.

Folding her fair hands in front of her body, Kaoru bowed deeply to everyone in the martial arts arena. For a Japanese girl known for her gentleness, that was obviously a standard etiquette that must be practiced.

Then he spoke, probably because he didn't talk much at ordinary times, but at this time he seemed to be slamming every word: I will play with you..