Jian Le was a little disappointed when he didn't hear back, but he quickly adjusted his mood and tried to find some topics to break the stiff atmosphere.
"What would you like to have for dinner today, I'll treat you!"
Rong Heng gave him a cold look, Jian Le curled his lips after the other party turned his face away, thinking that he originally planned to share the joy of making money with Rong Heng, but now he has changed his mind and will have a big meal by himself another day.
After failing to strike up a conversation, Jian Le gave up the idea of alleviating the atmosphere. Anyway, Rong Heng's mind is like a needle in the sea, so he shouldn't waste his efforts.
Tired after a busy day, he planned to lie down in the back seat for a while.
Jian Le turned back and saw a black box about 40 centimeters long on the back seat.
"What is this?" Curiosity made Jian Le forget the unhappiness with Rong Hang in an instant, pointing to the box and asking, "Can I have a look?"
Rong Heng glanced back and nodded slightly.
With permission, Jian Le quickly opened the box, and saw a short knife inside.
The scabbard mouth and sheath tail of the short knife are covered with metal, and gold-plated, engraved with ancient scroll patterns; There are several strange-looking inscriptions in wrong gold.
As soon as Jian Le saw this knife, she couldn't put it down, and carefully took it out. The knife felt heavy in her hand, revealing an icy-cold temperature.
He held the handle of the knife with a little force, and with a slight sound of metal friction, the knife was pulled out.
Completely different from the deep color of the scabbard, the blade glows when it comes out of the sheath, and the straight blade gives people a feeling that they would rather bend than bend.
"so beautiful!"
Jian Le couldn't help admiring. He stretched out his hand and touched the blade carefully. Just as he was about to try the blade, his hand was grabbed.
"Be careful!" Rong Heng took the knife and inserted it into the scabbard, "Touch your finger and it will fall off."
Jian Le was amused by his exaggerated description: "How can it be so sharp!"
Rong Heng didn't speak, and didn't let go of the hand holding Jian Le, and pulled the man out of the car with a knife in one hand and the other.
School policy states that vehicles are not permitted on campus except in emergencies.
Therefore, under normal circumstances, Rong Heng parks his car in the South Gate parking lot closest to the dormitory, and it takes about 5 minutes to walk back from here.
Under the night, Hustonburg lost the bustle of the day. Both sides of the road are full of green vegetation, and the moonlight is faint, and only one side is romantic.
There were no other pedestrians on the road, and Jian Le was dragged by Rong Heng to walk under the warm yellow light, the surroundings were so quiet that she could hear her own footsteps.
The two walked quietly for a while, and Jian Le gently shook the hands they held together.
Rong Heng tilted his head slightly, indicating that he was listening.
"Sorry, I didn't come home on time today."
The moment he said these words, the coldness on Rong Heng's face disappeared.
"Albert taught me a lot today, I didn't pay attention to the time..." Jian Le stumbled and explained.
For others, "explaining" to others is a common thing, but for Jian Le, it is a skill that needs to be strengthened.
The living environment since he was a child made him used to being responsible for everything alone, and there was no object in his life that he needed to "explain" his behavior.
Rong Hang was the first person who would go to him because he didn't go back on time, and it was the first time he felt cared for. Jian Le felt so warm in her heart, but she didn't know how to express her feelings.
Should I say thank you to Rong Heng?
Jian Le thought so, but he felt that it was too outlandish to say that, Rong Heng might not be happy to hear him say that.
"Call me later when it's late." Rong Heng said suddenly.
"what?"
"I'll pick you up."
Jian Le opened her mouth quietly when she heard the words, Rong Heng is a typical person who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, with a sharp mouth and a tofu heart.
"But today we can't just forget about it." Rong Heng changed the subject, his expression and tone became very serious, "If you don't help you remember, you will have to forget it next time."
Jian Le heard that the whole person is not well, this night is dark and windy and wild, it is a good time to kill someone!
Rong Heng pulled him forward, and Jian Le felt that she was flying into the opponent's arms.
"You, what do you want to do?"
Rong Heng held his waist and pressed them over, their noses touched together, his exhaled breath lightly sprinkled on Jian Le's face, the atmosphere was extremely ambiguous.
"Don't..." Jian Le put aside her blushing face and stammered, "I can't mark it anymore, I... that adult..."
Memories of being kissed two times before made her whole body go limp flooded in. Jian Le was so nervous that she closed her eyes fiercely, her hands unconsciously clenched into fists, and she looked like a pitiful lamb about to be eaten.
Rong Heng showed a playful smile, and gently bit Jian Le's earlobe, feeling that the person in his arms froze and did not dare to breathe.
But the expected kiss did not fall. The most embarrassing and indignant thing Jian Le has ever encountered in her life was being spanked with her earlobe in her mouth.
After a few snaps, Jian Le recovered from her sluggishness, and was so angry that she grabbed Rong Heng by the collar and punched him.
The two quarreled for a while, Jian Le's stomach made an earth-shattering noise, and Rong Heng's face, which had finally warmed up, turned dark again.
"I haven't eaten yet..." Jian Le quickly put on a pitiful look, "I planned to invite you to accompany me."
Rong Heng frowned, and pulled Jian Le to his side: "This weekend's part-time job is cancelled, follow me for physical training!"
"What?!" Jian Le couldn't believe her ears, "Where is this, is your brain wave chaotic?"
"Together next weekend."
"I do not--!"
Resistance is useless, Rong Heng has a hundred ways to catch Jian Le and bring him to the training ground, Jian Le, who has tried several times in his own life, has given up resistance.
not to mention……
Seeing the male gods of Hustonburg huddling in the small kitchen to prepare dinner for herself, Jane Le held her chin and smiled contentedly.
Isn't it just physical training, who is afraid of whom!
Ten minutes later, the fragrant egg noodles were placed in front of Jian Le. He reluctantly put down the short knife, took the chopsticks and devoured it hungrily.
Rong Heng turned around and went into the room to fetch a flannelette and a bottle of knife oil, and sat opposite Jian Le to wipe the knife.
With noodles stuffed in her mouth, Jian Le asked vaguely, "Did you buy the knife?"
"It was taken from the warehouse at home."
"Why do you suddenly think of weapons?"
Rong Heng glanced at him, and said in a calm manner: "There is still half a month until the graduation practice."
Jian Le paused while eating noodles, then hurriedly pulled a tissue to cover her face, and patted her chest desperately with the other hand.
A few seconds later, his eyes widened in disbelief: "Didn't you just pass the midterm, why did you graduate for practice?"
"Practice."
Jian Le was shocked by his own ignorance. He always thought that the graduation practice would be done at the end of the first school year. Who would have thought it would come so soon!
"Those who fail in graduation practice will have to take a make-up exam in the next semester. If they still fail, they will lose their qualifications to join the army."
"From what you're saying, many people are unqualified every year?" Jian Le asked anxiously.
Rong Heng gave him a look of "what do you think?" Jian Le's whole body is not well, and she finally went to college, who would want to go back with a disqualification at the end, what a shame!
It seems that I can't be lazy during physical training in the future. It doesn't matter whether I can enter the army or not, at least I can't be sorry for my hard work for so many years!
Since knowing that graduation practice will be carried out at the end of this semester, Jian Le's pace of life has picked up.
He put aside his part-time job and spent all his spare time studying, or doing some training with Rong Heng within his ability.
A few days later, he came to the studio to ask Albert for leave.
"Graduation practice?" Albert frowned slightly without taking his eyes off the appearance, "Aren't you just a freshman?"
"Yes, the school requires freshmen to attend along with the graduating class."
"Oh..." Albert said, and quickly put a small gem on the table into the machine in front of him.
Jane was happy to see his solemn expression, and became more and more curious about the work he was doing.
About three seconds later, Albert's expression relaxed, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and he finally turned his head to look at Jian Le: "Go, be careful."
"Hmm." Jian Le hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't hold back her curiosity, and asked, "Are you making weapons just now?"
During these days with Albert, Jian Le has learned a lot, and she is no longer the mentally handicapped person who only cares about money in Alves' mouth.
He knows that the current technology can complete the manufacture of weapons independently, but a truly good weapon is still inseparable from manual operations, such as the inlay of gems, the addition of special elements, and so on.
Albert was so nervous just now because he had to grasp the timing of the mosaic, and it would not be able to achieve the expected effect if it was too early or too late.
Jian Le's interest in all weapons is the aftereffect of seeing the knife in Rong Heng's hand. He often wonders, what kind of master can make such a perfect weapon?
So seeing Albert in production today, I can't help being curious.
Albert looked at Jian Le for a while, then smiled slightly: "Do you want to try?"
"I?"
"Yeah." Albert stood up, opened the stool, and motioned for Jian Le to sit down, "I'll teach you."
Jian Le was stunned for a few seconds before realizing it. She sat on the chair excitedly and stared blankly at the console in front of her.
"The making of weapons is actually very simple. First of all, you need to know what you are going to do." Albert turned on the computer on one side and called up a folder full of pictures, "Choose one you like."
Jian Le saw a picture very similar to Rong Heng's knife at a glance: "I choose this."
"Modao?" Albert was a little surprised.
"Ah? Can't you?"
"No, it's just a demonstration for you, it's okay."
"What would you like to have for dinner today, I'll treat you!"
Rong Heng gave him a cold look, Jian Le curled his lips after the other party turned his face away, thinking that he originally planned to share the joy of making money with Rong Heng, but now he has changed his mind and will have a big meal by himself another day.
After failing to strike up a conversation, Jian Le gave up the idea of alleviating the atmosphere. Anyway, Rong Heng's mind is like a needle in the sea, so he shouldn't waste his efforts.
Tired after a busy day, he planned to lie down in the back seat for a while.
Jian Le turned back and saw a black box about 40 centimeters long on the back seat.
"What is this?" Curiosity made Jian Le forget the unhappiness with Rong Hang in an instant, pointing to the box and asking, "Can I have a look?"
Rong Heng glanced back and nodded slightly.
With permission, Jian Le quickly opened the box, and saw a short knife inside.
The scabbard mouth and sheath tail of the short knife are covered with metal, and gold-plated, engraved with ancient scroll patterns; There are several strange-looking inscriptions in wrong gold.
As soon as Jian Le saw this knife, she couldn't put it down, and carefully took it out. The knife felt heavy in her hand, revealing an icy-cold temperature.
He held the handle of the knife with a little force, and with a slight sound of metal friction, the knife was pulled out.
Completely different from the deep color of the scabbard, the blade glows when it comes out of the sheath, and the straight blade gives people a feeling that they would rather bend than bend.
"so beautiful!"
Jian Le couldn't help admiring. He stretched out his hand and touched the blade carefully. Just as he was about to try the blade, his hand was grabbed.
"Be careful!" Rong Heng took the knife and inserted it into the scabbard, "Touch your finger and it will fall off."
Jian Le was amused by his exaggerated description: "How can it be so sharp!"
Rong Heng didn't speak, and didn't let go of the hand holding Jian Le, and pulled the man out of the car with a knife in one hand and the other.
School policy states that vehicles are not permitted on campus except in emergencies.
Therefore, under normal circumstances, Rong Heng parks his car in the South Gate parking lot closest to the dormitory, and it takes about 5 minutes to walk back from here.
Under the night, Hustonburg lost the bustle of the day. Both sides of the road are full of green vegetation, and the moonlight is faint, and only one side is romantic.
There were no other pedestrians on the road, and Jian Le was dragged by Rong Heng to walk under the warm yellow light, the surroundings were so quiet that she could hear her own footsteps.
The two walked quietly for a while, and Jian Le gently shook the hands they held together.
Rong Heng tilted his head slightly, indicating that he was listening.
"Sorry, I didn't come home on time today."
The moment he said these words, the coldness on Rong Heng's face disappeared.
"Albert taught me a lot today, I didn't pay attention to the time..." Jian Le stumbled and explained.
For others, "explaining" to others is a common thing, but for Jian Le, it is a skill that needs to be strengthened.
The living environment since he was a child made him used to being responsible for everything alone, and there was no object in his life that he needed to "explain" his behavior.
Rong Hang was the first person who would go to him because he didn't go back on time, and it was the first time he felt cared for. Jian Le felt so warm in her heart, but she didn't know how to express her feelings.
Should I say thank you to Rong Heng?
Jian Le thought so, but he felt that it was too outlandish to say that, Rong Heng might not be happy to hear him say that.
"Call me later when it's late." Rong Heng said suddenly.
"what?"
"I'll pick you up."
Jian Le opened her mouth quietly when she heard the words, Rong Heng is a typical person who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, with a sharp mouth and a tofu heart.
"But today we can't just forget about it." Rong Heng changed the subject, his expression and tone became very serious, "If you don't help you remember, you will have to forget it next time."
Jian Le heard that the whole person is not well, this night is dark and windy and wild, it is a good time to kill someone!
Rong Heng pulled him forward, and Jian Le felt that she was flying into the opponent's arms.
"You, what do you want to do?"
Rong Heng held his waist and pressed them over, their noses touched together, his exhaled breath lightly sprinkled on Jian Le's face, the atmosphere was extremely ambiguous.
"Don't..." Jian Le put aside her blushing face and stammered, "I can't mark it anymore, I... that adult..."
Memories of being kissed two times before made her whole body go limp flooded in. Jian Le was so nervous that she closed her eyes fiercely, her hands unconsciously clenched into fists, and she looked like a pitiful lamb about to be eaten.
Rong Heng showed a playful smile, and gently bit Jian Le's earlobe, feeling that the person in his arms froze and did not dare to breathe.
But the expected kiss did not fall. The most embarrassing and indignant thing Jian Le has ever encountered in her life was being spanked with her earlobe in her mouth.
After a few snaps, Jian Le recovered from her sluggishness, and was so angry that she grabbed Rong Heng by the collar and punched him.
The two quarreled for a while, Jian Le's stomach made an earth-shattering noise, and Rong Heng's face, which had finally warmed up, turned dark again.
"I haven't eaten yet..." Jian Le quickly put on a pitiful look, "I planned to invite you to accompany me."
Rong Heng frowned, and pulled Jian Le to his side: "This weekend's part-time job is cancelled, follow me for physical training!"
"What?!" Jian Le couldn't believe her ears, "Where is this, is your brain wave chaotic?"
"Together next weekend."
"I do not--!"
Resistance is useless, Rong Heng has a hundred ways to catch Jian Le and bring him to the training ground, Jian Le, who has tried several times in his own life, has given up resistance.
not to mention……
Seeing the male gods of Hustonburg huddling in the small kitchen to prepare dinner for herself, Jane Le held her chin and smiled contentedly.
Isn't it just physical training, who is afraid of whom!
Ten minutes later, the fragrant egg noodles were placed in front of Jian Le. He reluctantly put down the short knife, took the chopsticks and devoured it hungrily.
Rong Heng turned around and went into the room to fetch a flannelette and a bottle of knife oil, and sat opposite Jian Le to wipe the knife.
With noodles stuffed in her mouth, Jian Le asked vaguely, "Did you buy the knife?"
"It was taken from the warehouse at home."
"Why do you suddenly think of weapons?"
Rong Heng glanced at him, and said in a calm manner: "There is still half a month until the graduation practice."
Jian Le paused while eating noodles, then hurriedly pulled a tissue to cover her face, and patted her chest desperately with the other hand.
A few seconds later, his eyes widened in disbelief: "Didn't you just pass the midterm, why did you graduate for practice?"
"Practice."
Jian Le was shocked by his own ignorance. He always thought that the graduation practice would be done at the end of the first school year. Who would have thought it would come so soon!
"Those who fail in graduation practice will have to take a make-up exam in the next semester. If they still fail, they will lose their qualifications to join the army."
"From what you're saying, many people are unqualified every year?" Jian Le asked anxiously.
Rong Heng gave him a look of "what do you think?" Jian Le's whole body is not well, and she finally went to college, who would want to go back with a disqualification at the end, what a shame!
It seems that I can't be lazy during physical training in the future. It doesn't matter whether I can enter the army or not, at least I can't be sorry for my hard work for so many years!
Since knowing that graduation practice will be carried out at the end of this semester, Jian Le's pace of life has picked up.
He put aside his part-time job and spent all his spare time studying, or doing some training with Rong Heng within his ability.
A few days later, he came to the studio to ask Albert for leave.
"Graduation practice?" Albert frowned slightly without taking his eyes off the appearance, "Aren't you just a freshman?"
"Yes, the school requires freshmen to attend along with the graduating class."
"Oh..." Albert said, and quickly put a small gem on the table into the machine in front of him.
Jane was happy to see his solemn expression, and became more and more curious about the work he was doing.
About three seconds later, Albert's expression relaxed, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and he finally turned his head to look at Jian Le: "Go, be careful."
"Hmm." Jian Le hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't hold back her curiosity, and asked, "Are you making weapons just now?"
During these days with Albert, Jian Le has learned a lot, and she is no longer the mentally handicapped person who only cares about money in Alves' mouth.
He knows that the current technology can complete the manufacture of weapons independently, but a truly good weapon is still inseparable from manual operations, such as the inlay of gems, the addition of special elements, and so on.
Albert was so nervous just now because he had to grasp the timing of the mosaic, and it would not be able to achieve the expected effect if it was too early or too late.
Jian Le's interest in all weapons is the aftereffect of seeing the knife in Rong Heng's hand. He often wonders, what kind of master can make such a perfect weapon?
So seeing Albert in production today, I can't help being curious.
Albert looked at Jian Le for a while, then smiled slightly: "Do you want to try?"
"I?"
"Yeah." Albert stood up, opened the stool, and motioned for Jian Le to sit down, "I'll teach you."
Jian Le was stunned for a few seconds before realizing it. She sat on the chair excitedly and stared blankly at the console in front of her.
"The making of weapons is actually very simple. First of all, you need to know what you are going to do." Albert turned on the computer on one side and called up a folder full of pictures, "Choose one you like."
Jian Le saw a picture very similar to Rong Heng's knife at a glance: "I choose this."
"Modao?" Albert was a little surprised.
"Ah? Can't you?"
"No, it's just a demonstration for you, it's okay."
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