Welcome to Nightmare Game III

A week passed in the blink of an eye, and everything changed before I knew it.

The students headed by Lance learned that Ning Zhou was going to participate in the competition, and under the instigation of the Qi Le people, they took turns to come to the training ground as sparring partners. Although these sparring partners were terrible, they brought a lot of useful information anyway.

Children of this age are really easy to coax.That day, the Qi Le people forced Ning Zhou to finish memorizing the list of classmates. The next morning, they pressed Ning Zhou, who was about to escape, against the door of the classroom.

At that time, the expressions of the students were so funny, some pupils trembled, some screamed on the spot, and some ran away in fright.

Even Lance, who had gotten to know the Qi Le people well these days, stood still at the door of the classroom for a long time, and finally replied "Good morning" dumbly, and fled back to his seat in a hurry.

Ning Zhou blushed with embarrassment, Qi Le was overjoyed.

Afterwards, Qi Le people interviewed Lance about his mood.Lance said that he had received a great spiritual shock, and the shock was no less than discovering that Ning Zhou, as the son of a holy nun, did not know magic arts.

But this incident started a virtuous circle. When Ning Zhou greeted his classmates again the next day, most of them had already reacted and replied politely. Some courageous classmates even chatted with him for a while .

"So it's not that difficult." A few days later, Ning Zhou said to Qi Leren.

"It's not difficult at all. You talk a lot when you chat with me." Qi Leren teased.

Ning Zhou also finds this very strange. Qi Le people can chat with him very naturally. It has been like this since the first time we met. Naturally, Ning Zhou didn't even realize that it was a bad thing for him to chat casually with his peers. usual thing.

"Yesterday Lance told me that he thought it was strange that I couldn't learn magic arts well. But now he thinks that my talent just falls in other places, and I might be a natural candidate for the Knights." Ning Zhou suppressed his heart Jumping for joy, but the sparkling eyes betrayed his excitement at the moment.

Qi Leren couldn't help laughing: "Is this how he feels about losing thirty consecutive sword fights with you?"

"Ok!"

"Come on, if you can get a good ranking, it will be smoother to join the Knights." Qi Leren said with a smile.

"It's not just a good ranking, I want to win the championship." Ning Zhou said.

"Wow, you are very ambitious. But in this competition, among the popular candidates are senior students who have passed the assessment of the Holy See Knights. They are not easy to deal with, and you are only 13 years old." Qi Le reminded Just a sentence, so that Ning Zhou's expectations are not too high.

"It will be fourteen soon." Ning Zhou argued hastily, and stopped his voice as soon as the words came out.

His birthday is coming soon, do people in Qi Le know it?

Qi Le people pretended not to see Ning Zhou's uneasiness: "Well, well, I'm 14 years old, but I'm still in the growth period. Let me tell you, the arrangement of this competition is very unfair. Participants of different age groups should be divided into groups. ..."

Qi Le people easily brought the topic to the improvement of the competition system. Ning Zhou was led away by him. He was determined to write a report on improving the competition system of the fencing competition after the competition and hand it over to the Pope. Get the main points down first.

Little Ning Zhou is easy to coax, and Qi Leren couldn't help being cute when he saw Ning Zhou who was writing down key points with a quill pen in front of the desk.

Although he is not good at words and has an introverted personality, he has been a serious child since he was a child.

Now he can talk to his classmates, this is a good start, even if he leaves later, Ning Zhou will have other friends, he will not be so lonely, Qi Le people are sincerely happy for him.He doesn't want him to be the only one in Ning Zhou's world. Ning Zhou deserves all the good feelings, including friendship of course, many, many friendships.

If only all of this was true, Qi Leren thought wistfully.

Unfortunately, this is just a dream of 25-year-old Ning Zhou.It is he who, in the hell of pain and despair, longs to make up for the phantasy of past regrets.

So Qi Le came, and he was always willing to come for Ning Zhou, even if it was just a dream.

Thus, 13-year-old Ning Zhou had someone who loved him and was loved by him in his dream.

………………

On the morning of the competition day, Qi Le people looked at this penguin egg that had been out of its shell for a long time and worried.Today is Ning Zhou's birthday, and it is also the day when the swordsmanship competition is held.

He made a plan to accompany Ning Zhou to the competition during the day, and when he came back at night, he took out the birthday cake he secretly made to celebrate Ning Zhou's birthday, and he also prepared other surprises for Ning Zhou.

He was sure that "Ning Zhou's past regrets" in this mission must be one of the two.

But why hasn't the egg hatched yet?

The people from the Holy See informed him that it was only two days before he set off to serve at the border between the two worlds. If the egg hadn't hatched before departure, then he wouldn't be able to see the little penguin. He wanted to see the little penguin!

"Today the eggs are also handed over to you." Ning Zhou seriously urged when he arrived at the arena.

With the egg in his arms, Qi Leren nodded repeatedly: "No problem, don't worry!"

"Competitors, please go to the registration office to get your number." The voice of the game commentator spread throughout the arena with the help of the magic of sound amplification.

Ning Zhou was about to leave, he reluctantly looked at Qi Leren's stomach, his fingers ready to move.

Qi Leren smiled: "Touch it if you want."

Ning Zhou looked around, saw that no one was paying attention, and quickly touched Qi Leren's arms. The penguin eggs had only a shallow outline through the thick coat, but he seemed to feel incredible power.

"It's telling me to come on," Ning Zhou said.

A question mark slowly appeared on Qi Leren's head:?

"Really, I feel it." Ning Zhou's tone was serious.

"It's still young, but it can't talk." Qi Leren couldn't help being made serious by him.

"It can be said with my heart, and I can also feel it with my heart." Ning Zhou completely entered the state of a silly father.

Qi Leren clutched his stomach, trying to believe in metaphysics: "Then let me feel it too."

"Excuse me." Lance, who didn't know when he came to the two of them, his whole face was twitching, "When did you even have children?"

Ning Zhou's face was flushed red, but Qi Leren was very calm, beckoning to him: "Want to see? There is a big treasure hidden in my clothes!"

Lance: "No, no, no."

Ning Zhou rushed to the competition. Qi Leren and Lance came to the auditorium. This area is the special class area of ​​the missionary school. The students were discussing the popular candidates for this fencing competition until the competition started.

"There are hundreds of people signing up, it seems like it's been a whole day." Qi Leren chatted with Lance.

"Yeah, let's eat with Ning Zhou during the break at noon? It's a pity that there is nothing delicious at the venue, and all they sell are black bread."

"Okay. Speaking of which, you can say things like having dinner with Ning Zhou very casually now. I remember when I came to school on the first day last week, I invited you to have dinner with Ning Zhou, your expression at that time But it's so funny, it's like asking me: How dare you invite Ning Zhou to have dinner with that casual tone, how dare you!" Qi Leren teased.

Lance scratched his head: "I don't dare now, but isn't it with you? If you are here, Ning Zhou is quite easy to talk to."

Qi Leren frowned in confusion: "What about when I'm not around?"

"Ah... I feel that he doesn't seem to want to pay attention to us."

Qi Leren: "But if you make a request to him, he will still agree, such as having a meal together or something."

Lance gave Qi Leren a complicated look: "Only you can do this."

Qi Leren: "?"

Lance: "You have only come to the Holy See not long ago, you don't understand. Ning Zhou is different."

Qi Leren: "I know, he is the son of a holy nun, and everyone has high expectations for him, but you should get used to it these days, he is also an ordinary person."

Lance suddenly chuckled, and pointed to a corner of the arena: "Look at him."

On the arena, Ning Zhou was facing off against a tall and burly senior student. The referee's start gesture fell, and he had already drawn out his sword. The sharp sword seemed to split an iceberg towards the opponent. His The opponent was half a beat too late to react, so he had to fight in haste, and within three moves, he was forced out of the designated competition circle, and he lost the game.

Ning Zhou put his sword back into its sheath calmly, bowed his head and saluted the embarrassed loser, and then walked to the next round without looking back.

The dazzling victory is approaching, and the calm demeanor makes all the audience can't help but stare at this child who is about to enter adolescence.

No need to ask others, every audience knows his name.

He is Ning Zhou.

This child, who has been questioned a lot because he can't learn magic arts, is shining in the arena.

Gently, singing came from the auditorium. It was a song commemorating the wounded and martyred heroes in the war between the two worlds, "Dedicated to the Marias".People sang to the rhythm, and the singing became louder and louder, and more people sang.Those believers who experienced the tragic war between the two worlds choked up their singing and rolled down their tears.

In the icy north wind, tears will freeze into ice, but I hope not, it will always be hot and shining forever.

They dedicated their songs to the martyred Marys, and to Mary's young sons.

They are looking forward to him, looking forward to heroes and redemption.

"Do you dare to say that he is an ordinary person?" Lance asked while clapping his hands to the rhythm of the singing.

Qi Le was silent.

He watched Ning Zhou invincible in the arena, watched people cheer and sing for him, but what came to his mind was the back view of Ning Zhou alone in the old church drinking wine and painting.

"Whether he is an ordinary person or not, I hope he can be happier." Qi Leren whispered, "At least today, let him be happy to the fullest."

"today?"

"Today is his birthday. Ning Zhou lived in Twilight Township when he was a child, and there is a habit of celebrating children's birthdays there." Qi Le told Lance, "I want to invite everyone to his birthday party at night, so don't tell Ning Zhou , This is the surprise I prepared for him."

Lance's eyes lit up: "Okay, I'll inform the students right now, everyone will definitely go."

Lance went to inform the students, Qi Leren continued to watch the game, his heart was full of distress and pride.

Once, on the 14th birthday that no one wished, Ning Zhou had no friends, no penguins, and missed the fencing competition.

He gradually indulged and rebelled, sinking alone in the cold quagmire, sinking, until one day when he hit the bottom, he woke up.

Now, in this wonderful dream, he has many friends.

Are you happier?Qi Leren asked silently in his heart.

As if his heart had heard his voice, Ning Zhou, who had just traveled to another city, looked up at Qi Leren in the auditorium, his blue eyes were bright and shining, and he no longer saw the shadow of loneliness.

Ning Zhou raised the sword in his hand, pointed to the sky, and pointed to victory.

He was in high spirits and in high spirits.

In the warm sunlight, the young and handsome man was like a holy son who was born to be favored by the light, and replied with a bright smile——

Yes, because of you, I am very happy.

The author has something to say:

Ning Zhou's real 14th birthday: no penguins, no competitions, no friends.

On the night of his birthday, he buried the dead little penguin in the cemetery of the old church, went home in heavy snow, opened his eyes until dawn, and missed his mother and hometown.

At dawn, he was 14 years old, from an unhappy child to an unhappy teenager.

But Qi Leren is here, and in his dreams and memories, Ning Zhou will always remember that he had another happy 14-year-old.