[Douluo] I just want to be a disabled person

In the camp, the doctor briefly explained the precautions for the patient and then left.

As they watched the doctor leave, everyone who looked sad and gloomy just now immediately changed their expressions.

The master looked at everyone's excitement, coughed slightly, and motioned for them to calm down. After briefly explaining the order of the battles in the next few days, he led everyone away from the camp, leaving only Tang Lingyi to accompany Tang San, who was pretending to be sick.

"...What's your expression?" Tang Lingyi turned over "Food Language" boredly and looked up to see his slightly unwilling look.

Dots of bright green light overflowed from her body and slowly fell on Tang San, whose face was pale.

In the confrontation with Huo Wu, Tang San was actually not seriously injured.

It's just that the impact of the aftermath of the battle inevitably caused some damaging wounds to Blue Silver Grass.

In addition, in order to avoid being found out by the doctor, he forced himself to engage in behaviors that caused internal conflicts in the body... all of which made the boy's condition look not good.

Tang San covered his chest, coughed twice, and discussed: "How about, Lingyi, you can just cure me directly."

Such a slow treatment, the body is really... a little uncomfortable.

Those little bits of green light are not useless, on the contrary, they are very useful.

The talent of "Tusu Wine" can already heal injuries, and because Bluesilver Grass is a plant, Tang San can easily detect the wound healing process in his body.

——But unlike previous experiences, probably out of consideration for the doctor’s review in the next few days, the treatment progress this time——is really too slow.

The itching that was so slow to heal made the boy unable to bear it, it was awkward!

Tang San:"……"

So this is actually Ling Yi taking revenge, right?

yes!

"Cure?" Tang Lingyi closed the book and turned her head to look at him: "Are you so confident in your acting skills?"

She didn't mean to torment Tang San.

It's just that after a game, if one is dying and the other is alive and kicking soon... the girl glanced at Tang San and said firmly: "If you have the idea of ​​participating in the promotion match tomorrow."

"You're really going to get beat up!"

"What?" Tang San was stunned for a moment when he heard this, but he quickly came to his senses and said at a loss of whether to laugh or cry: "I didn't think so. It's just that the healing process of the wound was too itchy, and..."

He glanced at Tang Lingyi resentfully: "You still slow down so much."

Ah this...

Tang Lingyi coughed slightly in embarrassment and blinked: "Isn't it because I'm afraid you'll get better too soon?"

Tang San, who knew she was right but still found this sentence strange for some reason, said, "...Then why don't we just give up the treatment?"

"No!" Tang Lingyi flatly objected and said firmly: "I will not leave you alone!"

Do nothing?

Tang San was confused for a moment: "...Is this how the word is used?"

Also, this won’t work, that won’t work either…

Why don't I go?

The young man's eyebrows were drooped, and his whole body exuded an aura of hopelessness.

His "blaming" look was really rare, and Tang Lingyi couldn't help laughing when she saw it.

"How about..." The girl thought for a while and suggested, "Senior Jiangzhu, could you please come over? You can also give them a reason."

"Emm." Tang San hesitated, "Will it be exposed?"

"There should be no problem." Tang Lingyi continued to analyze, "You have not been injured. Just remember to put a few more layers of powder on your face when you appear in front of others."

talcum powder?

Tang San frowned, wanting to give up: "Then let's forget it."

That’s good, really!

However, the protagonist's giving up was of no use, Tang Lingyi thought carefully.

Senior Jiangzhu can be a cover so that the competition organizing committee can explain things easily.

If you make your powder puff thicker, other colleges won't suspect it.

——A win-win situation!

"What do you think, mistress?"

"Can I... say no?" Tang San leaned back, intending to escape.

"Uh huh~ No way!"

Tang Lingyi shook her head and rejected his opinion kindly. She took out a few jars from the soul guide and slowly approached him with a smile.

"Come on, mistress."

"It's quick and doesn't hurt at all!"

"...q, qaq!"

The young man's struggle was helplessly buried in the confused night. No one except the startled crow would have thought of what he had encountered (doge).

"Hmm..." Oscar covered his mouth with his hands, tears leaking out of the corners of his eyes.

Dai Mubai hesitated to speak, the expression on his face was very distorted: "Xiaosan, you..."

Tang San sat in the auditorium, facing all kinds of strange looks from around him with a calm expression.

Today was the sixth day of the competition. After hiding in the camp for three days, he was finally mentally prepared to face this cruel world.

"Just laugh if you want." The young man rolled his eyes weakly.

This wilted look coupled with the "sickly" makeup on his face successfully made several people who had been suppressing laughter laugh out loud.

"Pfft, hahaha..." Oscar wiped the corners of his eyes with his hands, trying to adjust his expression under Tang San's speechless gaze.

"Actually, this is a pretty good painting." He tried his best to maintain an admiring attitude, "You have tears in your eyes, you look like a serious person who acts like a weak willow supporting the wind!"

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As he spoke, he nodded with certainty, as if to support his statement.

Dai Mubai on the side was much less polite. He supported his smiling waist with one hand and patted Tang San's shoulder hard: "Yes, yes, Xiao Ao is right! A decent person with little tears and slight panting. Very good, really good!"

"Hahaha!"

The two looked at each other and exchanged understanding glances.

Although the protagonist himself doesn’t mind being laughed at, he is a patient recovering from a serious illness. As a humanitarian college, they still have to focus on showing a harmonious relationship between classmates.

Tang San saw through everything: "..."

Really? I do not believe:)

Dai Mubai and Oscar nodded wildly: Really! Ahem...poof!

Tang San:"……"

Destroy it! This boring world.

Tang Lingyi, who was listening to the whole process, frowned and started to study it carefully with Tang San's face in his hands: "Is it so bad? I think my skills should be pretty good, right?"

The former killer fell into confusion and for the first time questioned his own makeup techniques.

Tang Lingyi: Could it be that the disguise was not exposed before because my painting was not worthy of attracting their attention?

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"Did you draw it for the mistress, Lingyi?" Oscar's expression gradually calmed down when he heard this. Out of fear of the "devil", although he had never been beaten, he still had a strong desire to survive and immediately changed his words to comfort him.

"No wonder, let me tell you, who has the ability to make a mistress who is as strong as a tiger look so weak! It turns out it was you, Lingyi, who painted it!"

"awesome!"

Oscar tried his best to control his eyes from straying to Tang San's face, while he rested his elbows to remind Dai Mubai next to him.

"That's right!" Dai Mubai coughed a few times and agreed with what he said.

Of course, assuming you ignore the biting of his lower lip - this seems quite sincere.

Hearing this, Tang San helplessly glared at the two bad friends next to him who "talked to each other, but told ghosts", patted Tang Lingyi's hand gently, and said calmly: "They are right, you are good at painting." .”

"Don't worry about it, Lingyi."

The young man's gentle smile is filled with the fragrance of peach bones on spring branches, a sweetness that can only be glimpsed after careful brewing.

The tone is melodious, with a special flat rhyme, as if someone is scratching my heart with a fine feather.

Tang Lingyi's cheeks gradually became dizzy due to his smile.

The makeup she applied to Tang San was actually not very exaggerated. She just put on a few layers of powder and traced his eyebrows to cover up his complexion.

Perhaps it was because he was so different from the heroic young man he used to be that he made everyone laugh.

But actually, look at it shallowly.

The young man with handsome features and delicate features just looks a little weak.

But now when he smiles, he has a more elegant, free and uninhibited temperament.

"Ahem..." The girl pursed her lips, and a slight smile appeared on her lips: "I think so too."

"Uh-huh!" Tang San raised his hand and gently rubbed her hair, his eyes so gentle that they seemed to drip with water.

The noisy shouts seemed to have faded away, and only the reflections of each other were left in their eyes.

Gradually, the breath came closer.

He slowly touched her fair face and leaned forward slightly.

Around the two of them, there seemed to be a sound of wind mixed with spring dew and autumn rain.

It excludes everyone and soaks the young buds that are full of energy with its sweet astringency.

"Lingyi..."

"That's enough for you two!"

When Tang San's fingers touched her slightly opened red lips, a resentful voice sounded.

Tang Lingyi hurriedly looked at Tang San, then turned to face the resentful eyes of the people behind her.

Oscar covered his eyes with one hand and wailed in pain: "In broad daylight, it is immoral!"

"That's right, that's right." Dai Mubai folded his arms and condemned righteously, "In full view of everyone, it's an insult to politeness."

Ma Hongjun, who was about to play in the competition after being trained by the master, also joined in the fun: "The public is here, the world is declining!"

The faces of the three of them all showed a kind of "old-fashioned" meanness, and the sounds of tut-tutting could not be heard.

Tang San originally felt a little embarrassed because of his uncontrollable behavior just now, but when the three people said this, a rebellious mentality came to his mind.

He smiled lightly, clasped Tang Lingyi's fingers with his right hand, and calmly met three "lemon-eating" looks.

"I understand." The young man nodded, with a sympathetic look on his face: "Isn't it just the jealousy of singles?"

Single dog?

envy? !

When Dai Mubai, Oscar and Ma Hongjun heard this, their expressions immediately became ferocious for a moment, and they gritted their teeth and retorted: "A wife who has stepped into her grave is a strict wife, huh!"

"What?" Tang San raised Tang Lingyi's hand and kissed it gently on the lips, looking at a few people with an innocent and curious look, with a naked and naked smile on his lips.

This image of "defiant" and "pure white lotus" made the three of them feel even more angry.

"Rake your ears!" Dai Mubai tried hard to control the envy on his face and cursed.

This low-level attack didn't make Tang San angry at all. He leaned closer to Tang Lingyi again, put an arm around her shoulders, and said proudly: "But Hui Er has a fiancée!"

ah! This guy!

Oscar suddenly looked at Tang Lingyi, who was watching from the side, and suggested sincerely: "Lingyi, do you really not think about it anymore?"

"Tool Man" Tang Lingyi: "..."

I don’t know if it will be considered or not, but I want to ask.

——Are you men so naive?

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