Alternative Rival

Without giving Zhao Qingge a chance to answer, Situ Xiaotu ran away with a "tap, tap, tap". He was tall and big, and he walked like a clumsy big black goose holding such a big guy.

Zhao Qingge didn't really go back, but took some relatively lightweight things. Situ Xiaotu was already stronger than the average contract master. With his help, the training venue was soon set up.

He raised his hand vigorously to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and left without saying a word.

The two of them are in the same department, and the dormitory is in two adjacent buildings. Situ Xiaotu walked faster and faster in front, as if he was afraid that Zhao Qingge would catch up with him.

Zhao Qingge is well aware of the psychology of this kind of person, so he walked slowly at his own pace. After a corner, Situ Xiaotu disappeared from her sight, so Zhao Qingge quickened his pace. Rest and prepare for the afternoon class.

There was an unexpected person standing at the door of the dormitory.

Bo Jue raised her head when she heard the noise. She had soaked in the water for too long, her hair was a little messy, her clothes were wrinkled, and there were wet water marks on her hard-soled military boots. She was standing in front of Zhao Qingge in a state of embarrassment but in good spirits.

Zhao Qingge took out his room card and opened the door, and Bo Jue spontaneously followed him in.

"Why did you come to me?" she asked.

Bo Jue: "The room card was lost in the water, and there is nowhere to go. I am applying for a replacement."

Zhao Qingge: "..."

Zhao Qingge opened his mouth a bit: "It's not that there is still Yan—"

Under Bo Jue's meaningful gaze, she slowly quieted down, and said "um" in a clear way: "Okay, I'll take a shower first, you can do it yourself."

Bo Jue nodded, "Go."

Bo Jue took advantage of the opportunity to look at the dormitory where Zhao Qingge lived. Yutian's treatment was obviously not as good as when he was young, but the space was very large, and Zhao Qingge didn't like to mess around, so it seemed extraordinarily spacious, right in the center A double bed, with a large storage bag hanging on the inside of the bed, Bo Jue walked up to look curiously, it contained candies of different flavors.

A wall of candy, probably only she can do such a thing, Bo Jue couldn't help laughing.

"Zhao Qingge."

The sound of water paused briefly: "What?"

"Can I have a candy?"

"help yourself."

Bo Jue stretched her neck to look at the bag after bag, and picked out the one she ate last time and put it in her mouth. Then she frowned, and picked out a piece from each of the many candy bags. Tuck it into your pocket.

There is a large desk next to the window, and a closet bookshelf next to the desk is full of books.Bo Jue flipped through a few books and found that she was the same type as when she was in Bikong. She vaguely knew what Zhao Qingge was looking for, but she never asked.

There were dozens of materials spread out on the desk, without titles, and Bo Jue also had a copy of the same materials. She glanced roughly at two pages, and there were a few question marks marked by Zhao Qingge.

Looking around, Bo Jue sat down at the desk, quietly waiting for Zhao Qingge to come out.

"When did you arrive at school?"

In early autumn, Zhao Qingge sat on the edge of the bed wearing a loose nightdress, raised his white and clean arms, turned his head and held his hair with his hands.

"Arrived an hour earlier than you."

"Your instructor punished you?"

"All the 'dead' were soaked in the water until dawn, why did you come back so late?"

Zhao Qingge smiled: "It seems that the instructors have planned it beforehand, but our mission failed, and all the staff have to be soaked in the water."

Bo Jue also laughed: "Our instructor said that I was the first to 'die' as a striker, which caused unnecessary losses later on, so I was fined for moving training equipment, and I have to arrive an hour early for afternoon class."

Zhao Qingge's smile got deeper and deeper, and Bo Jue couldn't help guessing: "No, you too?"

Zhao Qingge spread his hands: "Otherwise, why do you think I came back so late?"

Bo Jue blurted out: "Then let's go to the equipment room together."

When meeting Zhao Qingge's eyes that seemed to be turning cold, he twisted his tongue a few times and slapped himself in the face: "Our training grounds are so far apart, it's almost the same if we don't stay together, the classes are different, let's separate."

Zhao Qingge said quickly before she finished her sentence: "Okay."

Bo Jue was stunned, okay... ah... what do you mean, should they move together or separate?

Zhao Qingge lowered his eyes and said, "I'm talking about going to the equipment room together."

"Oh... good." Bo Jue tried her best to see something from her expression, but she could only see her long eyelashes when she lowered her eyes.

too weird.

"You have read the information on my desk." Zhao Qingge used an affirmative sentence.

Bo Jue replied, "Is it Fu Le and Yan Ying's information?"

Zhao Qingge looked at her seriously: "What do you think?"

Bo Jue was stunned again, not because of this problem, but because since the beginning of school, the distance between her and Zhao Qingge has inexplicably shortened a lot at an unexpected speed, although part of the reason is that the four of them often spend time together. Together, they were naturally divided into two groups, but Bo Jue still found it strange that Zhao Qingge would always take the initiative to discuss some issues with her, such as the training situation of the mecha department, such as how to improve mental power, such as how their opponent paid Le and Yanying.

Originally, in Bo Jue's plan, it was good to meet once a week, but now they eat together almost every night, although there are two more people.Everything is like a dream, and sometimes before Bo Jue falls asleep, she can't help but wonder if Zhao Qingge likes herself a little bit.

If so, what could Zhao Qingge like about her?If not, why did her attitude make her heart beat so much?

Bo Jue met Zhao Qingge's gaze, and looked at her tentatively. Zhao Qingge met her gaze without changing his expression. After a few seconds, he frowned slightly, showing an impeccable puzzled expression: "What? Question? Or are you out of ideas?"

Bo Jue withdrew his temptation calmly: "No, there are some doubts, and I'm thinking about what to say."

Zhao Qingge jumped out of bed and took a lollipop, then went to bed and opened the quilt and sat in. She had candy in her mouth, her long hair was like black brocade hanging loosely at her neckline, and her hands were also retracted into the quilt. , like a pet dog the size of Earth Star.

Bo Jue said: "There is nothing wrong with Yanying's information, it is excellent as always. Fu Le's resume looks a little strange to me. There is a time node in the star calendar 3044, which is when they were four years old. Fu Le's grades Chuantai had always been number one four years ago, no matter whether it was the literary test or physical fitness, Chuantai ranked behind Yanying after four years. There is a rule in the junior college that every student's score is sent directly to the personal terminal , others have no way of knowing, of course, if the two people have a good relationship, it is not surprising that they know each other."

"At the juncture of the fourth year of the young state, I chatted with them on the day of the opening ceremony, which happened to be the year they were together."

Zhao Qingge said vaguely: "You mean Fu Le Zangzhuo? But there's nothing to hide about the results when they were young. Even if they are together, it doesn't matter who wins or loses."

"This is exactly where I'm confused, but Yan Ying is very competitive, maybe Fu Le is trying to make her happy, so it's hard to say."

Zhao Qingge expressed that it was difficult to understand this statement: "If I let you before, would you be happy if you won?"

Bo Jue proposed another possibility: "If I don't know from the beginning to the end that you let me, I will be happy."

Zhao Qingge found the key point: "Then what about the coming-of-age ceremony? It's not subject to rational control, and you can let it go if you want. You said that Fu Le is better than Yanying. Why did she become a Qizi? They are not like you and me— —”

Her voice stopped abruptly.

Bo Jue cleverly bypassed this topic: "Fu Le is better than Yan Ying, this is just my guess. The way they get along with each other is very strange, isn't it? As the owner, Yan Ying has to be taken care of by Fu Le everywhere. , I can’t even walk away from her. It can be seen how spoiled I was when I was young. How could a relatively weak person in the relationship between the two have such a strong control? Let’s use an analogy, Me and you, suppose we are in love."

Zhao Qingge's expression changed subtly.

Bo Jue straightened her chest: "I just said it as an example."

Zhao Qingge bit the lollipop stick with the tips of his teeth, and said in a very flat tone, "I didn't say anything."

Bo Jue said heartily: But your eyes are very playful!

"I was not as good as you before, and I admit this frankly. Even if I became the owner, the long-term inertia in my infancy prevented me from controlling and possessing you like an ordinary owner, and I would shrink back. Before, I will worry about gains and losses, I will think of you countless days and nights, if you are by my side, I will wrap you up tightly, if you are not by my side, I will try my best to go to where you are .”

Her eyeballs are darker than the night, as if she has sucked in all the light in the world, dark and bright, when she looks at a person intently, it will make that person feel that her eyes really can only pretend She's just shining.

Zhao Qingge sat up straight involuntarily.

Bo Jue looked at her for a long time, so long that when Zhao Qingge thought that she was about to say something in the next sentence that she didn't know how to answer, Bo Jue blinked, as if the person who showed affectionate eyes just now was not her, serious The summary: "So, my guess is very reasonable. With Fu Le's well-thought-out, thoughtful and powerful personality, when she was in Lengling College when she was young, she was a stronger existence than Yan Ying."

Zhao Qingge suddenly felt a little stuffy in his heart.

This lollipop is not sweet at all!