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On the third day of Fu Yan's morning jog, Fan Xiang began to add fighting skills classes to him. Fu Yan also joked that Fan Xiang had really become a "professional fitness coach".

Fan Xiangyi soon discovered that Fu Yan's physical skills were not without highlights, at least his reactions were quick and flexible.Reflected in the actual training, he is very opportunistic.

"Don't do this." As soon as Fan Xiang pinched Fu Yan's wrist, with a little force, Fu Yan's dagger was pinched out of his hand, and he easily took it with the other hand, "Don't form the habit of throwing it over, in the future In actual combat, it is easy to drop the weapon.”

"...My hands are sore." Fu Yan said, "My muscles are tired and I have no energy."

"Then take a break." Fan Xiang's hand gripping his wrist turned into a light kneading hand, and the other hand melted the ice off the dagger, and then put the dagger back into the sheath on Fu Yan's waist.Fu Yan couldn't stand the hostility of the ghost for too long, so Fan Xiangyi used special ice to freeze it into a thin layer to prevent the black smoke from coming out when the dagger was pulled out.At the same time, the ice can also bring some cold feeling to Fu Yan, which also makes him get used to the feeling of using this dagger.

Fu Yan felt that he was pinching sorely, so he didn't withdraw his hand immediately: "You still know this?"

"Difficult?" Fan Xiangyi didn't need to use his hands, he could tell where his muscles were stiff with just a few glances, "Your basic physical strength is also too weak."

Fu Yan withdrew his hand: "I know I'm not good enough, so I want you to say it so many times?"

"Are you still angry?" Fan Xiang said, "Then let me tell you something else. Your reaction is very sensitive, as if you have been specially trained. I just think that if your body reaction can keep up with your brain, you will improve. Big."

"It's hard for you to rack your brains to praise me, teacher." Fu Yan was tired and hot, and didn't want to argue with him, so he turned around and left, "I won't practice anymore."

Fan Xiangyi: "Do you want to skip class for the first skill training?"

"If I continue to practice, my hands will shake." Fu Yan didn't turn his head, "I have to sign a contract later, and I don't want to lose face when I sign."

Fan Xiangyi: "Then you have to make up the second half of class at night."

Fu Yan didn't say anything at all.

Seeing that his hand was already on the doorknob, Fan walked towards the big stride Meteor, put his hands on his shoulders and turned him around: "Okay, I apologize, I won't say these things lightly in the future."

Fu Yan was surprised that this tyrant apologized so easily for a trivial matter.

Although Fu Yan was indeed a little emotional, a considerable part of the reason was that the practice made him irritable. Fan Xiangyi's words were at best a trigger.Fu Yan didn't want to entangle him in these matters, so he wanted to get out of this environment and calm down by himself.

Now, Fan Xiangyi actually apologized for a few words.Fu Yan actually knew that he was treating people wrongly, and only very few people could enjoy this kind of treatment.

Or rather, only one person.

"...No need to apologize, you are right." Fu Yan responded rationally, "This is my problem, I am angry with myself, there is no need to do this for this matter."

"Then let's take a step back." Fan Xiangyi looked at him, "If you feel that something makes you unhappy in the future, just say it directly, don't turn around and run away. If I really went too far, I apologize to you, and this matter will be over. Solve it, okay?"

In theory, there is nothing wrong with Fan Xiangyi's words.

But Fu Yan has a huge amount of memories related to Fan Xiangyi, and he understands how precious it is for His Majesty, who has always been "hands-on but not forceful", to come up with such a rational interpersonal communication plan.

Fu Yan couldn't help but said, "You seem to have really changed a lot..."

"Otherwise? You think it's a lie for me to adapt to those management jobs for so long?" Fan Xiangyi looked into his eyes, "And you are special, of course you are treated specially."

A thought ran through Fu Yan's mind: How long can this "special" last?

He didn't dare to ask that directly, after all, based on experience, Fan Xiangyi would not like this kind of question, and Fu Yan didn't want to provoke him so directly.He just said: "I'm just an ordinary person, you put all these thoughts on me, I hope you don't suddenly feel that it's not worth it."

"What are you talking about? I don't know if it's worth it or not?" Fan raised his eyebrows, "Why, you've already considered the latter, so you're considering accepting me?"

"I'm just stating the facts." Fu Yan calmed himself down, "I don't know what will happen in the future, what the result will be. But I hope you don't think it's worthless and vent your anger on me. No matter how hard I exercise, I won't I can't stand your finger."

Fan Xiangyi felt that something was wrong, pressed one hand on the door panel behind Fu Yan, squinted his eyes and said, "I hope you are not paving the way for rejecting me."

Fu Yan: "..."

"But I'm not bad at rejecting this time. I reject your rejection." Fan Xiang sneered, looked at Fu Yan again, and said slowly, "Okay, if you want this guarantee, I will give you this guarantee. I Do things by yourself and be responsible, and don’t take others out because of your failure or incompetence. I have never had such a bad habit, and you should be able to understand this from memory.”

After a pause, he continued: "Besides, don't think about these things all the time. I don't want you to be afraid of me. It's fine now. When I say you're 'poor in physical strength', it's also on the basis of reciprocity. A casual remark. If you don't like it, I won't say it, say less. You don't need to think too much, I won't write you down for such a trivial matter. "

Fu Yan had nothing to say.He himself didn't know why the topic came here while he was talking.

Fanxiang tugged at his ear: "Return to God, do you hear me?"

Fu Yan patted his hand away: "...I heard it."

"You always say you want to lie flat and be a 'salted fish'. You think more than anyone else in your mind. It is also a big project to guess your thoughts." Take it at ease. I won't keep accounts for you, and you shouldn't keep thinking about what will happen to you in the end, understand?"

"clear."

"I hope you really understand. I'm sorry you've been thinking so much, I'm afraid of you." Fan grabbed Fu Yan's back and let him stick it into his arms.Fu Yan was startled for a moment, but found that Fan Xiangyi was just taking him away so that he could open the door.

Fan opened the door to a person with his arms around him, and then pushed Fu Yan out: "Okay, go take a shower if you don't practice."

Fu Yan stopped at the door and subconsciously turned to look at him.Fan Xiangyi: "Why, still want to hug? I welcome it very much."

Fu Yan turned his head and left.

Fan Xiangyi leaned against the door and watched him leave quickly, and smiled silently.

His instincts were always right - one of the eggs seemed to be starting to crack.

***

For dinner this day, Shen Xiuyuan was the host, and he invited Fu Yan, Fan Xiangyi, and the Cen siblings to dinner.

In fact, the main purpose of meeting this time was to sign a contract. Boss Shen had a fixed income, so he was the host.As for Fan Xiangyi being the supervisor of the contract, Shen Xiuyuan also agreed.Although Fan Xiangyi saw that he was on Fu Yan's side, Shen Xiuyuan didn't really want a supervisor, he just thought it would be good to have a relationship with this line.

As for Cen Yi and Cen Yi, they were invited to be witnesses.

"About your prize money in the Marble League, I got a good deal of it." Shen Xiuyuan said, "When I went to contact the arena, the arena said that there is support from the Nanmu faction behind the Pinball League. Your bonus has been personally taken care of by the Nanmu faction, and you will never play tricks. So maybe most of my work is just checking, and I don’t need to bargain."

Fu Yan was puzzled: "Isn't the Nanmu faction engaged in cultivation and Taoism? They engage in pinball tournaments?"

"After all, the profits of being a dealer in gambling are huge. What kind of projects are you not investing in?" Shen Xiuyuan smiled, "Do you want to get some projects in this area?"

"You can come up with an overall plan when the time comes, and you don't have to think about asking one by one now." Fu Yan said, "By the way, ask who is inheriting and confiscating the thief's property. If it is confiscated, forget it. If it is divided up by others, find some compensation for Cen Yi .”

Before Shen Xiuyuan could speak, Dai Bowen said: "I think it's okay, let's pursue compensation. And if I can get it, won't the consulting fees given to me by 'Shuguang' be covered? No one suffers, very good."

After he said that, Shen Xiuyuan pinched his fingers: "Okay, I'll find a way."

Talking, the contract is laid out.In triplicate, Shen Xiuyuan from Party B, Fu Yan from Party A, and Fanxiang from Party C each, covering the overall financial management and operation, as well as this separate bonus negotiation.Shen Xiuyuan took a stylish pen to sign the contract, while Fu Yan took Ke Xinya's pen.

Shen Xiuyuan also kindly asked: "Can I sign with my pen?"

Fu Yan shook his head and said no, while Cen Yi and Cen Yi reminded: "That is the pen of the pen fairy, and it will detect all falsehoods..."

Shen Xiuyuan heard the words and said, "I offended you."

"It's okay." Fu Yan signed his name.It has been a long time since he signed a contract solely by his name. In the era he lived in, all contracts were generated electronically, and the signing was confirmed by fingerprints and irises. The words that fell on it were his name, but what was actually signed was his personal credit.Now just write a name, Fu Yan felt that the credibility it represented was doubtful.

However, in this world where contracts are not necessarily binding, it is a bit redundant to worry about the binding force of signatures.Besides, isn't there Fan Xiangyi?

Fan Xiangyi's signature...without a pen.

His imprint was stamped with the resentment of ghosts, and with the naked eye, a few wisps of black smoke formed a pattern mark on the page.Shen Xiuyuan didn't think much about it, feeling that it was similar to a personal chapter.Fu Yan understood at a glance that this was Fan Xiangyi's "monarch's seal".

To put it simply, it is the unique mark when conveying the orders of His Majesty to the whole Ghost Domain.

It represents that this order is the will of Brahma, and all rulers must implement it. Violation of the order is a provocation and a declaration of war against the tyrant.

In Fu Yan's previous life, he used many of these seals at the beginning, but later, Fan Xiang was too lazy to seal him one by one, so he found the holy book for the consul, and forced the consul to increase his strength.If there is an order that the holy book can't handle, Fan Xiangyi will personally act.

Now Fan Xiangyi has printed his own mark on the contract, which means that if there is any problem with this contract, he will handle everything by himself.

Shen Xiuyuan didn't know how powerful this mark was, but he knew that the black smoke used by Fan Xiangyi was the resentment of ghosts commonly seen in the world of horror games.After the merger of the bases, the high-level officials of all organizations were spreading rumors that Fan Xiangyi must be a member of the "Security Team".Now that Shen Xiuyuan has seen it with his own eyes, he can be sure that Fan Xiangyi is at least a ghost.

But these are all Shen Xiuyuan's inner thoughts, and it doesn't show on his face.After signing the contract, tidy up and start serving the dishes.It should be said that the newly merged bases are indeed more abundant in supplies, and even have more cooking tricks.Fu Yan tasted the freshness, picked up the prawns again and started peeling the prawns.

At the same time, Fan Xiangyi also picked up the shrimp and began to peel it.

Fu Yan glanced curiously.Fan Xiangyi didn't eat this last time, is he interested this time?

Speaking of which, Fu Yan still doesn't know what flavor Fan Xiangyi likes.Every time, Fan Xiangyi just eats with him casually, and his appetite is not much. Maybe he has no idea about eating at all.This time, Fan Xiangyi actually took the initiative to touch the shrimp, which made Fu Yan couldn't help but keep looking at him.

After Fanxiang finished peeling a shrimp clumsily, he tilted his head to meet Fu Yan's gaze, and threw the shrimp into his bowl.

Fu Yan: "...Wait, I didn't mean that!"