intoxicating

——Establish a society——

At three o'clock in the afternoon, in the school training ground.

The ground floor of the venue is a general training room for students to train, the second and third floors are competition venues, and the upper floors are special training rooms.

Gong Lingxi and Geng Huang made an appointment in the small duel room on the third floor for no other reason. They both dislike being viewed as monkeys, and the training room on the third floor can be set up for spectators, but not on the second floor.

So at the moment there are only two people in the arena, Shang Liu naturally wanted to come, he was full of enthusiasm for fighting, but just after the report was over, he was dragged by a senior he knew to help and chat.

Ye Rong also wanted to come in to watch, but was blocked by the energy shield at the door, Gong Lingxi hesitated, pretending to ignore Ye Rong who was furious.

There was a "click", not the sound of someone launching a weapon, but the sound of the door closing, which completely blocked Ye Rong's fantasy.

"She cares about you very much..." Looking at Ye Rong's pitiful rabbit-like eyes, Gong Lingxi couldn't bear it.

"Put away that unnecessary sympathy."

Geng Huang was very impatient, whether it was Ye Rong, or Gong Lingxi, mother-in-law and mother-in-law, they were not at all cheerful.

Gong Lingxi kept her mouth shut as she made fun of herself, and put her mind on the upcoming battle.

At the same time, Yu Qiao rummaged through the forums and the intranet of the Royal Academy, and came up with a piece of news that made him feel depressed. No one went in to watch the game, which meant that he couldn't get the video materials.

How can this be possible? Zuo Xiyou is very concerned about it. As a friend, he must get first-hand information, otherwise how can he be worthy of his nearly critical intelligence.

If the intranet is not working, then through the school's monitoring system, there will be monitoring equipment in general public areas. In case of accidents, they can be found and reinforced in time.

"Okay..." Yu Qiao was quite satisfied when she pressed the last key.

The large screen was divided into small screens one by one. Yu Qiao scanned the screens and gradually began to doubt her eyes. She watched it again, but the smile on her face could not be maintained.

This was a big mistake and a great challenge to his ability. Yu Qiao called up all the videos, scanned them one by one, and stopped in front of a picture full of human heads.

The picture zoomed in, zoomed in until he could clearly see the man surrounded by the crowd, "Isn't it?"

He continued to zoom in on the screen, and filled in the deficiencies, so that the originally extremely small parts could be seen clearly.

"Is this the reason for your heatstroke?" At this moment, a person appeared quietly.

"Xiyou, the training is over early?" Yu Qiao looked back, he was not surprised, his face was as thick as a city wall, and he would not feel ashamed at all for evading military training.

"Who is he?" Zuo Xiyou looked at the magnified person in the picture and asked Yu Qiao.

"A popular singer recently..." Yu Qiao shrugged, but seeing that Zuo Xiyou had no intention of asking any further questions, she added, "I didn't do it just to see him...don't get me wrong."

"It's okay, chasing stars is also one of the common behaviors of human beings."

Zuo Xiyou expressed his full understanding, but this understanding made him even more flustered. He didn't want to be misunderstood by his friends and have some weird hobbies on top of him.

Zuo Xiyou might not remember, but Yu Qiao remembered that at a banquet not long ago, this singer was invited to sing, which is normal.

But the mistake was that Yu Qiao drank too much and walked around that day, and then saw something she shouldn't have seen. Of course, this would happen occasionally, but Yu Qiao thought she was a straight man, and she didn't want to get involved with such things.

Yu Qiao quickly wiped out the evidence, switched the screen, and returned to the training room. The duel venue on the second floor was crowded with people, but Yu Qiao didn't need to look for it, and knew there was no one to look for.

When he turned over the entire floor and still found no one he was looking for, he muttered, "Could it be possible to be invisible?"

"Maybe it's over..." Zuo Xiyou said, "Look for the previous records."

Yu Qiao tapped for a while, found a record not long ago, and at the same time found Gong Lingxi as she wished.

The two said a few words, and then they started fighting, and it seemed that they had planned for a long time. From the beginning, they used all their strength, and the blue flames that filled the sky enveloped the two of them.In the blink of an eye, it will be engulfed in flames.

Gong Lingxi didn't hesitate, and drew out his weapon, but he didn't use a gun. The gun was more than accurate, but not enough firepower. The cannon was the opposite, and couldn't hit Geng Huang. The previous game has proved this point.

So he used another weapon, a knife from Cold Weapons.

The blade is long and straight, and the handle is engraved with primitive patterns, which is simple yet beautiful.

Perhaps because of the change in the material, the knife in his hand was not rough. When the blade came out of the sheath, the cold light was dazzling. For a moment, the lens was shrouded in white light, making it impossible to see anything clearly.

When the picture reappeared, the knife was already in front of Geng Huang. Geng Huang wanted to dodge it, but he was a step too late. The blade fell and the man also fell.

Knives can injure people, cut people's skin and bones, and even spiritual representations follow these laws, but Gong Lingxi's knife is not. His knife comes from a creature that feeds on spiritual power and also The weapon is endowed with the ability to attack mentally. During the battle, Miya Lingxi can adjust the ratio of spiritual attack.

But in this actual battle, he weakened all the abilities of the knife as a weapon. If you want to say, this knife is more like a carrier of spiritual power.

Geng Huang's physical defense is very strong, but his mental defense is far inferior to Gong Lingxi's attack. Coupled with the mindset generated in the previous battle, Geng Huang did not guard against it.

So when he woke up from the coma, he was very angry.

"That match just now doesn't count, let's compete again."

"I would like to admit defeat, welcome to join the ancient music club..." Gong Lingxi completely ignored the other party's anger and stretched out her hand to pull him.

Geng Huang was not the type to become brothers in a battle. He stood up by himself, and then asked reluctantly, "Where is the Ancient Music Club?"

"There are only three members now, so..."

"So what?" Geng Huang is not interested in clubs, so naturally he doesn't know the conditions for forming a club.

"So we still need two members to join."

The college has its own music club, and Gong Lingxi can also apply to join, and give up joining the music club. It is Gong Lingxi's personal obsession to re-establish the club, but the Royal Academy has stricter management of the club and has restrictions on the number of people.

Gong Lingxi, Shang Liu and the abducted Geng Huang are only three people, two more.

Students in the college who are interested in music have joined the music club, while the rest have no interest in the club.

Just when Gong Lingxi was pulling people everywhere, but fell into a situation where no one joined, the two came up, not at the same time, but they both expressed the same wish.

The first one to come was Ye Rong, Gong Lingxi was not surprised, he was very sensitive to human emotions, he knew that she was a drunkard and didn't care about drinking, but it didn't matter, she was just trying to win the head.

The second one is Hua Jian, who observed him intentionally or unintentionally, and followed him for a while.

If it wasn't for his poor cover-up methods and no malice, Gong Lingxi would have almost turned him over to the police station.

But after enrolling, this situation did not happen again, because the two were assigned to a dormitory, and the courses were the same, so there was no need to follow him, and now he was just sticking to Gong Lingxi.

This made Gong Lingxi tangled for a while, and once suspected that Huajian had a habit of breaking sleeves, but after observing for a while, she found that it was not the case.

Regardless of Huajian's intentions, after receiving the fifth application, Gong Lingxi finally had the qualifications to apply.

"The number is enough, what about the teacher?"

"what?"

"The establishment of a new club requires at least one teacher to be in charge. The current students don't even read the application materials clearly."

Therefore, Gong Lingxi's application was rejected, and he decided to go to the teacher in distress.

The teacher of the weapon department is definitely not good. What he wants to set up is an ancient music club, which is related to music, so he still has to go to the music department.

Opening the campus network, Gong Lingxi searched for the information of the teachers of the music department. The teachers who were already in charge of the club also passed. Liang, none of the teachers met his qualifications.

Flipping through the pages one by one, until it stopped at the last page, Gong Lingxi sighed helplessly. There was no suitable candidate, so she had to be a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

——Music Department Teacher’s Office——

As a music department with a history of thousands of years, the teachers here are full of pride, but at the same time they have been excluded by other majors for thousands of years, which makes some teachers have no right to speak in school meetings, and they are in a rather embarrassing position.

Such marginal majors should not be able to recruit too many students, and the report in previous years is also the same. The number is getting smaller and smaller. If this continues, their enrollment plan will be compressed again, and then they will be gradually abandoned by the school.

But this year is different. The Music Department has a rising star and a young and talented teacher.

As an ancient and declining profession, teachers are gradually becoming older, and many teachers even struggle in front of the podium at the age of a hundred, which surprised Gong Lingxi for a while.

The number of a hundred years old, in the past, was an old birthday star, and everyone would come to pay homage to them, even the emperor bestowed a plaque and wrote it in the annals of history, but here, there are many people who live to be a hundred years old, and those who live to be two hundred years old Quite a few, I heard that there are still people who live a thousand years, of course it is just a rumor, Gong Lingxi has not actually seen it, so let's treat it as an anecdote for the time being.

Before the new teacher took office, the youngest teacher in the entire department was over 50 years old, old enough to be a grandfather.

The music department wanted to hold a welcome party for the new teacher, but was worried that it would scare the teacher away, so after much deliberation, they planned to hold a small welcome ceremony in the office.

"he came."

"Hide, hide, put your head down."

"Dong Dong" someone knocked twice.

This new young man was quite polite and knocked on his office door.

"Come in."

With a sound of "creak", ribbons are flying in the air, spinning figurines are playing music, and electronic fireworks are shining with colorful lights.

Several teachers just wanted to go forward to greet them, but they were stunned when they saw the face of the visitor, "Who are you?"

Gong Lingxi was also stunned, he seemed to come at the wrong time.

At this moment, another figure walked in, saw everyone, and asked in an uncertain tone, "Is this the forte piano major of the Music Department?"

A clever teacher grabbed him and said, "We are waiting for you."

Several teachers surrounded the newly appointed young teacher, looking like they were going to talk about family matters. Gong Lingxi at the door didn't leave or come in. If she had come later, she wouldn't have encountered such an embarrassing scene.

Just as he was planning to come back another day, the teacher at the door didn't let him go, "Is this year's freshman?"

"Hmm..." Gong Lingxi bit the bullet and nodded.

Seeing Gong Lingxi's stiff figure, the teacher decided to make a good impression on the freshmen, so she slowed down her expression and asked, "Which class is it?"

This year he will also bring in freshmen, maybe they are still his students.

"Weapon Design Class A."

"So it's a weapon..." The teacher nodded, and was about to give some words of encouragement, but his brain seemed to be hit by something, and his whole body exploded. "What did you say just now? Say it again."

Seeing the teacher's expression, Gong Lingxi felt that he couldn't talk any more, and if he said it, he might not be able to go back.

But it’s useless for him to shut up. If you want to count the departments that the Music Department hates the most, you can make a list. Most departments can be on their blacklist, but the Weapons Department will definitely be ranked first, because the Music Department will be on the top of the list every year. The budget cuts have all gone to the weapon system.

It's not nice to use art investment money to produce weapons.