The self-cultivation of the coquettish scum [Quick Transmigration]

Weiyang Song (33)

The atmosphere gradually dries up in the condensation of the air, making people feel unable to breathe.

Gu Rong put down the hand blocking the wall, and also opened a path for Shu Le to escape.

However, Shu Le did not leave.

He was still standing huddled in the corner, with his head lowered, unable to see his expression clearly, only a few traces of faint red at the end of his eyes could be vaguely seen.

It seems that he has been greatly wronged, and he is very sad.

It's just a pity that even Gu Rong can't guess how true or false is in Shu Le's expression.

His lover has the most pure and innocent eyes in the world.

But he is so frivolous and unlucky that he can't see the slightest sincerity.

The boy he loved would never learn to love others, and he refused to take the initiative to take even half a step since he was a child.

But he is proficient in pretending to be harmonious and improvisation.

Every world is like this.

However in the end.

Gu Rong still swallowed all the words.

He put his arms around Shu Le's shoulders, pulled her half into his arms, and then moved his wrists down to support Shu Le's waist.

Seemingly close distance.

Although not so intimate, but really charming.

Gu Rong lowered his head and coaxed softly, "Okay, it's because I said something wrong. Lele is good, don't be angry, okay?"

not angry?

Of course that's not good.

Shu Le is just possessed by a playwright, and his desire to perform is extremely abundant. He stretched out his hand and pushed Gu Rong's chest, "Nonsense, I'm not angry!"

Because of Shu Le's movements, Gu Rong subconsciously tightened his arms as he hugged him. From a distance, it seemed that he was hugging Shu Le in his arms.

Then he said more gently than before, "Okay, I was wrong."

Shu Le hummed twice, then reluctantly nodded.

His eyes circled around behind Gu Rong, probably because the wild man hugged him too much, and he didn't notice that there was anything wrong with the posture he appeared in, instead he climbed up in a nonchalant manner, "Master Marshal?"

Gu Rong's hand moved down a little more without a trace, and stopped at a position lower than Shu Le's waistline, "Yeah."

Shu Le subconsciously twisted her body, raised her face and said, "Then why don't you take me out to play?"

Gu Rong frowned, but did not answer immediately.

In fact, what Shu Le said just now was just a casual test. He is more aware of his current environment and position than anyone else.

After the guilty minister, he was exiled.

If you return without telling me, you will die.

As soon as the words were spoken, Shu Le had already expected the final answer.

But in life, you always have to skin it to get happiness.

Just like now, the marshal didn't refuse after a brief silence, but rubbed Shu Le's hair, "Where do you want to go?"

Shule "???"

Unexpectedly, Shu Le was stunned that his dream could come true.

Ever since he was secretly brought back to the capital star by Guan Jinxiu from the wandering planet r9, he rarely went out. Even if he couldn't bear it, he would dress up as a woman and put on a few layers of make-up until he didn't recognize himself before going out. go shopping.

But even so, the opportunities are still pitifully few.

The law and order of the capital star is perfect and strict. In addition to being responsible for star registers and files, the population inspection team will also conduct secret visits and investigations. Once suspicious persons are found, they will be brought back immediately.

Although Guan Jinxiu is more or less a scumbag, Shu Le still thinks of his kindness and doesn't want to make trouble for him.

And now-

Shu Le's eyes lit up a little, and he looked at Gu Rong in disbelief, "You really take me out to play?"

Gu Rong sighed in his heart, and took a soft breath, "I can't take you to play, but I can take you out for a walk."

He thought about it quickly, and then said to Shu Le, "I just want to go to the Imperial First Military Academy to meet the freshmen today, do you want to go together?"

Shu Le was taken aback, "The First Military Academy?"

This name is very familiar, so familiar that Shu Le almost immediately rang out the first second he heard it——

Five years ago, he also studied there.

It's just that in the end, I only got a graduation certificate.

Shu Le shook his head, and it took a few seconds to react, and asked, "What are you doing there?"

Gu Rong didn't hide anything, and answered very simply, "The freshmen's speech will last about an hour."

After he said this, he walked back to the table and rearranged the dishes on the table, probably to wait for the cleaning robot to take it away.

After he was done, he turned back and looked at Shu Le, "If you want to go, go upstairs and pack up. It's getting late, and we'll leave later."

With a rare opportunity in front of him, Shu Le hesitated instead.

He stood there thinking for a while, then looked at Gu Rong with some uncertainty, and said softly, "If I go...what if I'm recognized?"

Gu Rong glanced back at him, "Who will know you?"

Shule "..."

Did he have such a bad life?

I don't know if Gu Rong saw his miserable expression, paused, walked back to Shu Le again, and said, "Don't think too much, the Imperial Military Academy has new students every year, and I don't know how many batches of people have been changed until now. Sit in the back and no one will notice."

I can go out for a walk in an open and aboveboard manner, and I can also visit my former alma mater.

This is undoubtedly very attractive to Shu Le.

But attraction is often accompanied by great danger.

Shu Le shrank her neck, glanced at Gu Rong anxiously, and then glanced again before he turned his head.

Gu Rong turned around, "Afraid?"

Shule "..."

Do you have eyes behind you?

And it is impossible to admit that you are counseled, and it is impossible to admit counsel in this life.

Shu Le shook his head unceremoniously, and puffed up his chest in a thin pajamas, "No, I'm not afraid. Just go."

Gu Rong "..."

Gu Rong took a deep breath, walked up to Shu Le again, and said, "Don't worry."

Shu Le was trying to figure out what would happen to him after he was recognized, but suddenly he didn't realize it, he turned his face in confusion, "Huh?"

Gu Rong stretched out his hand and flicked Shu Le's smooth forehead, and said meaningfully, "Even if you are recognized, nothing will happen to you."

Shule "..."

Wow.

Is Marshal so awesome?

Even though Gu Rong had already guaranteed Shu Le, he even coaxed him several times before leaving the house.

But this still failed to improve Comrade Shu Le's uneasy mood.

From the moment he stepped out of the marshal's mansion, this genuine feeling of uneasiness continued all the way to Gu Rong's private aircraft, and from the aircraft to the First Military Academy of the Empire.

Finally extended to the auditorium.

In Shule's few impressions about listening to lectures.

The people speaking on the stage and the people sitting and listening in the audience seem to live in two parallel time and space, each busy in their own way, without interfering with each other.

And when Shu Le was sitting in the last row of the auditorium, hugging himself tightly and trembling, for fear that the students leading the left and the right would look over curiously——

Then I heard screams from the front that resounded throughout the auditorium.

Especially the girl sitting next to Shu Le.

Shule swore she must have been screaming brighter than a soprano.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-"

There were dense crowds of human heads in front of Shu Le. He could only try his best to stretch his neck from the last row and look at the central podium through the gap between the crowd.

Because the distance was too far, the person standing on the stage could not see very clearly.

But Shule is still very sure.

That must be Gu Rong.

Sure enough, Gu Rong was right——

As long as there is his speech, no one will care who is sitting in the audience.

Shu Le breathed a long and subtle sigh of relief.

After Gu Rong came to the stage, he quickly signaled all the students present to be quiet, and then began his speech.

Although Shu Le had seen Gu Rong in battle armor and casual clothes at home, but it was only today that he saw Gu Rong in formal attire.

The straight silver-gray suit perfectly outlines the shoulders and back full of tension, and there is a sense of nobleness and dignity in every gesture.

Gee.

but.

There is a pattern.

Shu Le yawned, and leaned back crookedly back in the chair.

The audience's response was too enthusiastic, one more of him is not much, and one less of him is a lot.

Shu Le even suspected that if the stage and the audience were not separated by a mechanical grid, the fanboys and fans who were shouting wildly would have rushed to the stage.

In short, the exaggeration is scary.

Shu Le leaned on the back of the chair for a while, then took out the optical brain assigned to him by Guan Jinxiu and checked the time——

There was not much time left until Gu Rong was scheduled to end his speech.

Shu Le stood on tiptoe again with difficulty to look at the stage from the last row. The content of the speech seemed to be over, and there was only a short period of time for students to ask questions.

There is no limit to the content of the question, and you can ask questions from various aspects.

Shu Le's ears hurt from the screams in the arena.

He rubbed the tips of his ears, stood up gloating, and prepared to sneak out of the crowd to find a place, preferably waiting for Gu Rong while eating.

He bowed his back and hung his head amidst the din of screams.good

It's not easy to walk to the exit, but I heard a girl who was called up let go of her voice and asked, "Master Marshal, since you can ask any questions, will you answer questions about your personal love life?"

Schuler wow.

You are great.

He looked back subconsciously, and Gu Rong on the stage didn't seem to be stunned by the sudden question, and before the host could react, he spoke first, "Of course you can ask, but it's up to you whether to answer or not." at me."

The girl who stood up and asked the question sat in the front seat, her makeup was exquisite, even if she just glanced at it from a distance, she could be sure that she was either a small beauty, or more likely a big beauty.

Gee.

Mr. Marshal's relationship with the opposite sex is really good.

Shu Le touched his nose, then bent down again and rubbed against the door.

After taking a few steps, I heard the girl behind me seem to hesitate for a while, and then said again, "Master Marshal, I want to ask a question that we are all curious about on behalf of all the girls present."

Gu Rong nodded, "Please tell me."

The girl was tall and gloomy, she looked down at the classmates around her, and after exchanging a few words, she said, "Master Marshal, we all want to know—is the scandal between you and the little anchor uploaded on the Internet true?" Is it?"

Shule "???"

Shule "..."

For the first time in his life, Shu Le felt what it means to sit at home and the pot comes from the sky.

Look at this black pot buckle, it's really top-notch.

It was dark and heavy.

However, this question was echoed by many female students present. For a while, the venue for the speech was once again full of voices, and it seemed that Gu Rong must give an answer.

Sitting next to the girl who asked the question, the two girls who seemed to be classmates also stood up together, grabbed the microphone, and looked at Gu Rong in awe and curiosity, "Master Marshal, may I ask the singer who is very popular recently?" Are you the big local tyrant in Baobao’s studio?”

Shule "..."

I don’t know if I was moved by so many people’s thirst for knowledge——

Shu Le stopped, and suddenly found himself a little curious about how Gu Rong would answer this question.

Will you answer, or not?

To admit it, or to deny it outright?

At this time, Shu Le had already reached the edge of the speech auditorium, the exit was just a few steps away, and he could leave immediately at any time.

Shu Le hesitated for a while, shortened his body, crouched behind a chair and sneaked up on Gu Rong who was standing on the stage like a thief.

The distance at this time is too far, and the expression on Gu Rong's face is not clear.

Looking away, Shu Le saw that the hostess sitting in the first row was a little flustered because of the current situation.

The female hostess, wearing a delicate little skirt and stepping on a pair of high-heeled shoes with extremely high heels, was standing up at this moment, as if she was hesitating whether to rush to the stage to save the scene.

And even if the line of sight is blocked, Shu Le always has an inexplicable feeling that Gu Rong should not be angry.

There is no reason for this intuition.

But it was verified when the host lady made up her mind to stand up and was about to walk on the stage, but Gu Rong waved her hand and refused.

After a while, Gu Rong's leisurely voice slowly floated over from the stage.

"Though I don't think there's any need for an answer to this question."

Gu Rong paused, "But in order not to cause unnecessary trouble to others, I'd better admit it directly."

The female student seemed a little unbelievable. After a few seconds, she asked in a daze, "You mean..."

"Yes, I mean, the person in the live broadcast room is indeed me."

The directionality of this sentence is too clear.

The atmosphere in the speech auditorium fell silent immediately.

The newly enrolled students looked at each other in blank dismay, as if they had heard some terrible news.

Compared to the entire empire, compared to all the teachers and students in the Empire's First Military Academy, Gu Rong's existence is no less than a white moonlight blooming in a sacred place.

But at this time, this white moonlight was suddenly pulled back by the secular world.

This seems very unacceptable.

It's like the reaction of many students in front of me.

Like now.

A boy who was originally sitting in the front row of Shu Le, who was helping Shu Le to block others, stood up abruptly, and said in great disappointment to Gu Rong, "You are a marshal, how could you choose such a vulgar partner?"

Shule "..."

The fat cover in front of her suddenly disappeared, and Shu Le squatted down again in fright, carefully hiding herself behind the chair.

Then think hard.

I don't think I'm vulgar...

Oh no.

and also.

and many more.

What the hell is a partner?