I contracted the bed for the full escape game

Children's Palace, quiet afternoon.

Longjing, who was barely a teenager, was walking on the wide asphalt road, preparing to enter the Children's Palace to join his special interest class in fencing.

The sun outside is very venomous, and it makes people feel as if they have lost contact with their bodies.

Longjing's body was cold.

He has never had a temperature since he was a child. At most, he took out a thermometer to measure it, and found that his temperature was only within the human range.

The coach of the Children's Palace watched Longjing walk into his teaching yard from the outside.

He's a little weird.

Ok?

Why doesn't he seem to have seen this student?

After 30 seconds, the "coach" who came back online silently memorized the work rules and went back to work.

Longjing put his practice wooden sword against the corner of the wall, looked at the coach in front of him, and said, "Teacher, I'm here."

"Ah."

The coach nodded reservedly, and asked him to sit on a small bench to cool off, and watch his movements learn.

Other children also sat on the bench obediently, waiting for the teacher to give a lecture.

Longjing was subtly repelled, but he couldn't feel it.

He found a relatively open place by himself, found a tattered small bench that was safe and sat next to the wall, leaned against the wall, closed his eyes and fell asleep directly.

The children next to him were all pointing at him, thinking that this person was so strange that he was still sleeping when he came to class.

But the coach didn't care about him, let alone the students.

After one class, Longjing got up.

As usual, the coach asked for the Longjing performance time again.

Longjing nodded expressionlessly, then took his small wooden sword from the wall, and walked in front of all the children.

Draw the sword, chop, chop, stab, combine actions, and move freely.

It is simply a movement copying machine without emotions.

The children applauded unknowingly.

The perfect end to a class.

The "coach" successfully completed the task again, but at the moment "it" was about to leave, another girl entered the Children's Palace.

Longjing greeted the other party sullenly.

The girl happily greeted Longjing, and asked the other party to wait for her and go home together later.

The "coach" silently recited "don't agree" ten thousand times in his heart.

Then, Longjing agreed.

"I came to learn fighting, what did you learn?"

The girl dragged Longjing in by herself, smiling beautifully, and looked very cute, cute and sensible.

Longjing: "Practice the sword."

"Oh oh oh...so that's the case, then you are so handsome..."

Longjing: "Well, thank you."

The desperate "coach" flipped through the schedule behind his back, and in despair he had to walk into Longjing's sight again.

Long Jing sat outside the door of the large classroom. The spacious floor-to-ceiling windows allowed him to see the movements of the people inside, and also allowed the coaches inside to see his existence clearly.

After one class, Longjing and the girl finally went home together.

The "coach" modified the memory again in a self-contained manner, and left this body.

Let Longjing learn a combat skill, complete.

Let Longjing integrate into social communication, barely complete.

Let Longjing avoid having too many feelings with others, and the lecture is completed.

……

Ten years later, when the fighting/fencing champions stood on the podium, the first thing they thanked was a mysterious Children's Palace coach besides their parents and family.

They didn't even remember the name of the great coach, but they seriously discovered how instructive the coach taught them.

Especially on top of their career paths.

They even thought that the coach might be a professional player who had retired somewhere and was preparing to earn a pension before retiring.

But after they really stepped onto the world platform, they realized that their coach of the Children's Palace was really an ordinary person.

All their guesses are outrageous and terrible.

……

"It's [-]:[-] in the afternoon. You can see where the editor is. This is the Children's Palace where a generation of sword champions and fighting gold belts have been trained. Our sword master and fighter lady have arrived. They are about to Get out of the car and walk us to open the veil of the mysterious coach of the Children's Palace."

Over the past ten years, the Children's Palace has become a bit dilapidated.

The ivy climbed up the high wall windingly, and the calm green shade sheltered the peace day after day.

Long Jing just came back with Guan Yue to see how the coach of the Children's Palace was doing.

She is about to leave this world, and maybe when she comes back next time, the world will be in ruins.

"Do you really have no nostalgia for your home?" Yu; Xi; Du; Home.

Hearing Longjing asking her, Guan Yue smiled: "You have to know, not every family is as harmonious as your adoptive parents. My parents gave birth to me and raised me, and I have recreated it for them. A qualified daughter has been returned to them, and the daughter I created will be responsible for being their pride and making them live happily ever after.”

Longjing shook his head: "All I care about is your feelings."

Guan Yue: "I have grown up. When I was a child, my abilities were limited. I ran away from home every day, and then ran away from my house to your house."

"It's ridiculous."

"However, I have such a temper, and I know it very well."

"I never expect to get anything, so I never need to worry about my emotions."

"No one is responsible for your future except yourself."

Longjing looked at her and nodded slightly: "Since you are so sure of what you want, I can't stop you, then after you finish what you want to do, I will take you out of this special small world."

"What will become of your future will be determined by yourself."

Guan Yue silently agreed with Longjing's statement.

Behind them, a group of new media reporters and two tall athletes appeared at the gate of the Children's Palace. The originally clean Children's Palace suddenly became noisy.

Longjing turned his head, and was immediately seen by the two athletes surrounded by the stars and the moon in the center of the reporter.

They immediately came over and asked Longjing if he knew where the administrator of the Children's Palace was.

Longjing: "It's me."

Since he was successfully promoted to the No. 2 administrator of the "Secret Cabinet", he has been studying human books in the Children's Palace, trying to find out the new path that the "Secret Cabinet" will take in the future, and create a new path for the "Secret Cabinet" possibility.

By the way, let's formally talk about love with Chen Chuci.

After all, I haven't dealt with the thing of being in love before, so it's a bit regrettable to be together all of a sudden.

The two athletes looked at Longjing, as if they wanted to see a bit of the demeanor of a hermit and a hermit from each other's faces, but——no.

Longjing looks like a little boy with a little good looks.

The man among the two spoke first, and he asked Longjing: "Hello, we are the two world champions who made an appointment to go back to school to visit the coach for an interview."

Longjing: "Oh."

There was not the slightest change of emotion on his face.

It seems that he was not shocked by the opponent's huge battle at all.

Calm as hell.

"Excuse me... would you be accommodating and let the coach accept our thanks?" The man hadn't noticed anything wrong yet.

But the lady next to him already sensed that something was wrong, she stared fixedly at Longjing's face, as if she wanted to find fragments of long-forgotten memories from the old memories.

Longjing guided him to the reception office on the top floor.

He turned on the light with a "pop," and silently gave Guan Yue a look.

The coach was pulled over by Guan Yue from the office next door.

His eyes looked dazed, but the moment he stepped into the reception office, his eyes lit up, and his expression became very complete.

"My lord, what's the matter?"

Longjing: "..."

In fact, in Longjing's eyes, what came in was a girl with a round face.

He coughed: "Call the principal, don't use such a weird name."

"Okay, principal."

In the body of the old coach, the round-faced girl burst out with a huge vitality completely different from the coach himself.

"The two of you want to interview me? Eh? Aren't you the kid who kept crying and saying not to come to the special class? I still remember you crying and hugging your mother's thigh, crying so hard. "

The woman suddenly had an epiphany looking at Longjing.

She always felt that she had seen Longjing somewhere, so he was that little iceberg who was waiting outside every day to shut down some students after class? !

"Coach" looked at the woman.

"Oh, yes, there is also you, I remember you are the little girl in the next class, with a snot hanging from her nose every day, and I come to wipe your snot every 15 minutes."

woman:"……"

This is very embarrassing.

After the round-faced girl's nonsense, the man seemed to have finally discovered the difference in Longjing.

He pulled Long Jing and asked him: "Are you my senior brother? Long senior brother?"

Longjing admitted.

"Brother, you were put in high hopes by the teacher back then, how are you doing now?" The man tried to use Longjing to divert the topic of "coach", "You are now the principal of the Children's Palace here?"

Longjing nodded.

The man patted Longjing on the shoulder: "Why didn't you want to come to the sword world to develop? I remember that brother, you only attended the first 5 minutes of a class and slept the rest of the time. I was very impressed."

Longjing: "I like to sleep."

"..."

Seeing the expressions on everyone's faces, Longjing paused, so he added: "It really means 'sleep' literally, and there is no other extended meaning."

"..."

The atmosphere became even more eerie.

The entire interview process of "going back to my alma mater to visit the coach" ended in this weird atmosphere.

Until the end, Longjing sent everyone away.

The round-faced girl carefully leaned up to the "coach" and said "I'm sorry" to him.

Longjing didn't look back at her, he just said: "You don't need to say 'sorry' to me, because what you gave me protects me, and it hurts another person."

The round-faced girl was suddenly at a loss for words.

"If I hadn't discovered the problem in time, or if I had more contact with Chen Chuci, would I really have killed him?"

The round-faced girl nodded silently.

The author has something to say: [Round-faced girl: I don't want to either, but my boss said that he wants me to teach you the swordsmanship to kill husbands, and at the same time, he can't imply that you find a boyfriend.I am too difficult.JPG]