The young killer of ancient times

He couldn't help but think of the night when Chu Shang was entertaining guests, he and Mu Bai secretly kissed indirectly, he lowered his eyes slightly, and lightly touched his lips with his fingers.When Mubai heard Qin Zimo's words, he hesitated for a moment, then nodded lightly, and said flatly, "A little bit."

Acting is too unfamiliar, completely untouched, Mubai can even say that he was never so nervous when he killed someone for the first time.He even felt his palm trembling slightly, but when he put the water in his hand aside and picked up his own prop, a sword, the trembling in his palm suddenly calmed down.

Qin Zimo raised his head, looked straight at Mubai, and soon realized that he was no longer the uneasy just now, the slightly fluttering emotions in his eyes had calmed down, and his whole body exuded a certain calmness Yes, it seems that he has a well-thought-out breath.Qin Zimo's eyes kept scanning Mubai, and then saw the sword he was holding in his hand, it was a very ordinary fake sword, but in Mubai's hand, it seemed to have become A sharp weapon that can kill people invisible.

Qin Zimo was stunned for a moment, his eyes suddenly became deep.Mubai stabilized his mood, heard the applause coming from outside, and knew that the previous program was over, Mubai nodded slightly to Qin Zimo, then calmly walked up to Qin Zimo under the urging of others. tower.

He doesn't look like a debutant at all.Qin Zimo stood in the background and watched the situation on the stage. He only needed to do some simple logistical tasks, so he could stand here and watch the performance on the stage. do what.

Mubai on stage didn't have many lines, most of the time he only needed to perform with actions, he looked like a real killer, his eyes were calm and indifferent, the sword in his hand was flying very fast, killing one after another All of this has been rehearsed countless times, but every time Qin Zimo sees it, there is always a strange sense of disobedience.

Is it because those people fell too quickly, or Mubai's sword was swung too swiftly, or it was his gaze, when looking at those people, there was no emotion fluctuation, just like those people, but a pile of wood, a group of dead bodies .Qin Zimo's eyes trembled, he couldn't help clenching his fists, and stared at Mubai on the stage with an inexplicable expression.

He Liancheng sat in a position with a good view off the stage, watching the performance on stage with no expression on his face.But after Mubai played, his calm and serious eyes couldn't help but fluctuate slightly. When he saw Mubai's notes in the library that time, he couldn't help but be amazed by the young man's unique but very reasonable opinion, as well as his one hand. I was amazed by the standard ancient block letters, and even forgot where I was for a moment, and couldn't help but look at the things in the notebook seriously.

He was so serious that when Mubai stopped writing, he couldn't come back to his senses at the first time. When he finished reading the last word Mubai wrote, and when he slightly raised the pen that had never fallen, he suddenly When he came back to his senses, he was alert to the boy and noticed his existence, and he even walked away in a panic, well, maybe it would be more appropriate to walk away with a brisk walk.

Until he returned to the dormitory, he still remembered the unique insights in the teenager's notebook. If he hadn't hated this person from the beginning, he might have considered talking to him, but he hated Lin Mubai. , It is impossible for an idiot like Lin Mubai to write such a thing.

A so-called rich second generation even relied on his father's relationship and money to get into this school. He Liancheng felt that the fact that the other party was a professional with him made him even more displeased.Is it possible for a cat or a dog like Lin Mubai to come to a prestigious school like theirs? Money is not everything, and having money doesn't mean he has the ability to enter this school.

The reason why he has always disdained Lin Mubai is because he thinks that this person is a person who relies on his father's blessing and has no personal ability at all.However, apart from the encounter at the beginning of school, Lin Mubai didn't leave much impression on him. At most, he only knew that they were in the same class because of Qin Zimo.

But that's all, Lin Mubai didn't leave any positive impression on him, until the encounter in the library, his accidental curiosity and the peeping of his notes, which made him have a good impression of Lin Mubai. A little inquisitive mind arose.The information before enrolling told him that Lin Mubai was a domineering, domineering bastard.However, everything he did after entering school made him feel that Lin Mubai was a very low-key, quiet, taciturn and obedient student.

These two completely different concepts made He Liancheng unable to distinguish the real from the fake. Seeing Mubai standing on the stage with a fake sword in his hand, although He Liancheng knew in his heart that those moves were designed, this The man doesn't know much about martial arts at all, but his eyes tell him that this man's movements are chic and neat, without muddle along, and even the moment he turned his head, he could see the indifferent smile floating on the corner of his mouth.

He Liancheng frowned slightly, meditating inwardly with some puzzlement, the drama on stage had come to an end, the killer Mubai was on the verge of death, but his eyes were lingeringly looking at the lady who was hugging him, that lady She has already cried into a tearful person, and when she knew that she was saved countless times in the past, it was all done by the dying killer in her arms silently, her tears never stopped.

The killer seemed to want to say something, but he opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything. He only raised his hand vigorously and worked hard several times before gently touching the tears on the young lady's cheek. He twitched the corner of his mouth, and then his hand dropped heavily.

He Liancheng had faintly heard someone's suppressed moaning and sobbing. He raised his eyebrows slightly puzzled. He didn't pay attention to the plot at all except for Lin Mubai's actions just now. Miss Jiao's tears were probably a so-called tragic and bewildering love story.

There was a mocking smile on his lips, but he continued to pay attention to the stage calmly. After the performance, the actors stood up, took a bow and left the stage. After a while, it became clear that if their martial arts instructor was Chu Shang, then Lin Mubai's agile skills on stage would make sense.

He loosened the furrow between his brows, lightly tapped the armrest of the chair with his fingertips, and his thoughts slowly drifted away.

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34. Confession and rejection...

After the club show day, Mubai found strangely that the number of girls wandering outside the martial arts club inexplicably increased, and their eyes were a little too bright, they always stared at him when he didn't look over, but when he When he cast his gaze, he lowered his head and pretended to be nonchalant.

Chu Shang stood in the front row, smiling brightly, staring at Mubai with interest, but the latter ignored his gaze and went straight to his own practice.Qin Zimo looked at the girls outside the door, and couldn't help frowning slightly, but soon, he seemed to think of something, and his eyes were stained with thought.

The day's training soon ended. With the help of Qin Zimo, Mu Bai, who had successfully left Chu Shang's entanglement, walked towards the dormitory with Qin Zimo in a relaxed mood. Qin Zimo said from time to time These things, Mubai occasionally nodded, indicating that he was listening.

The two of them walked halfway, a girl suddenly came over and blocked them, she lowered her head, not daring to look up at them, she only secretly looked at Mubai out of the corner of her eyes, then reached out and handed over a letter, He said in a low voice, "Please...please accept this letter." Mubai glanced at Qin Zimo blankly, seeing the pink peach heart on the envelope and the girl's red ears, his heart felt a little faint clear.

If the movies he watched about secret love are not wrong, is this girl confessing to him?Mubai hesitated for a moment, frowned slightly, shook his head and said coldly, "Sorry, if it's a confession, I can't accept it."

He spoke very directly, such directness made the girl's originally flushed face turn pale, she raised her head in disbelief, and looked at Mubai puzzledly, with a faint glint of water in her eyes, she hesitated intermittently. He asked in a low voice, "But...but why? You...don't even know who I am."

She spoke very softly, but Mubai's sensitive hearing allowed him to hear clearly, he shrugged lightly, and said lightly, "I don't like girls who take the initiative." Growing up, he learned mostly about women's reservedness and shyness, and he also felt that women should be gentle and introverted. Things like this kind of confession should not be done.

Not only should they not do it, but those who do it, in his eyes, become very strange.Shouldn't this so-called confession like proposing marriage be done by the man?He couldn't understand the idea of ​​girls voluntarily confessing their love, and he couldn't accept people with such ideas even more.

His words caused the girl's face to change from blue to white for a while, and her eyes were filled with tears. In the end, she just turned her head and quickly ran away with her head down. She still held the letter tightly, but the letter The magnitude of the trembling can clearly make people see the girl's sad mood, Mubai watched her back leave, and frowned slightly.

He turned his head to look at Qin Zimo, and found the slight wry smile on the latter's face at a glance, and couldn't help feeling puzzled.