Ke Xue invades the three-dimensional

When Qian Mu was jogging alone with overload, he had been patiently calculating, his heart rate was about 160-165 beats per minute, and this data was very stable from the beginning to the end.

Only when the dawn is about to be seen—

With a click, it speeded up to high speed.

"...Hoo, hoo!"

Qian Mu was so frightened that he stopped for a while, staggered a little, and almost couldn't stop the car and fell down.

With his right hand, he slammed down the violently beating heartbeat that was about to be knocked through his chest, his face turned pale, and the sudden accident almost sent him away on the spot.

It's definitely not that he has a sudden emergency, or that there is something wrong with his body parts. His emotions are very stable, and it is difficult to change his expression even if the sky falls——

…Unless he suddenly saw a group of inexplicably excited humanoid creatures rushing towards him with noisy and strange noises, howling like wolves and tigers.

And the first ones were those funny ones that he couldn't help but be familiar with.

Emphasis was placed on a certain curly hair and a certain golden hair that Qian Mu had the most trouble with. When Qian Mu caught off guard and glanced at the faces of these two people from the corner of his eyes, even though he had the psychological quality of reinforced concrete, he still couldn't escape being caught coldly. Startled fate.

—Are they crazy?

This was the first thought that popped into Qian Mu's mind.

Then he denied this judgment with logic, because the two people shook their hands and feet extremely hard, and their facial expressions were only ferocious, as if they were exhausting their souls every half step they took, probably because of the excessive force that caused their facial features to fly away.

They have a clear goal, a firm path of movement, and their fast-breathing fire eyes are fixed on him who is running slowly-feelings. This time they not only come to retaliate by themselves, but also bring the whole class together?

A question mark slowly floated above Qianmu's head: "...?"

This conjecture seems to be very realistic. The posture of the dozen or so people rushing staggeringly seemed to tear Qian Mu to pieces, but then Qian Mu came to a conclusion:

…According to the logic of Jiang Guling and others’ daily behavior, even if they want to find fault, they will do it by themselves, and they will not deliberately embarrass him while others are in danger. The fact should be the opposite.

this group of people.

just.

Simply—too busy to panic.

Exhaling heavily, Qianmu turned his head and resumed his precisely calculated pace, ready to ignore all disturbances around him and run the remaining three laps on his own.

His steady progress was still so slow. Although the dozen or so people who were catching up behind were exhausted, their physical fitness was at least there. After a while and more effort, they "coincidentally" caught up .

Jiang Gu Ling, who led the way, ran to Qian Mu's left, only half a step behind Qian Mu.

This half-step slow, there is very little reason that he also has muscle aches and he has not fully recovered, but more reasons are... Jiang Gu Ling is still hesitating, whether to say something to Qian Mu.

I have been classmates for more than half a month, except for the occasional necessary communication during class, they really didn't talk about a serious conversation.

Of course, this is not just the treatment of Jiang Gu Ling alone, and it is estimated that the person who cares about this very much is not only Jiang Gu Ling himself. Look at the Matsuda who usually has a grudge against Yuan Qianmu. If he had the opportunity to beat him, he rushed the fastest at this time.

Now I can't help but think about it again, why did they rush forward to suffer on the spur of the moment?

Jiang Guling gasped for breath, his folded arms swung by his side, bringing a little hot wind.

If this is a wild goose formation, with Qian Mu at the head, the people on the left and right are separated in a herringbone shape, and everyone swings their arms together. The aerodynamic force brought by them can at least save the head goose's flight—but unfortunately, they are all human beings, and they don't say a word to accompany them. Running while walking, it seems to have no effect except adding bricks and tiles to one's exhaustion.

Yuan Qianmu didn't appreciate it, maybe he thought they were in the way.perhaps.

They didn't come here to make him appreciate it.Jiang Guling thought about it, but he couldn't help but carry a trace of anger as if his good intentions were being questioned.

In short, it is more or less touched.

Although Yuan Qianmu loves to answer and ignore others, the tricks of teasing people can make the person concerned remain fresh in his memory for a lifetime, and his eccentric personality is hard to get close to...

But his excellence is obvious to all, coupled with this indestructible persistent belief, no one can but look at him differently.

After all, this guy, even if he risked his life, wanted to realize his dream of becoming a policeman.

Jiang Guling suddenly realized that he had changed his mind about this guy, let alone the fact that he hated him for no reason, it was just a matter of spontaneous training, everyone ran on their own, what Yuan Qianmu thought was none of his business, he did not care about it. Also - don't care!

After thinking about it, the blond-haired young man Jiang Guling was refreshed, the heaviness in his heart disappeared, his expression also lifted, and there was even a little excitement between the ends of his brows.

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Guling rushed ahead of Qianmu, the process of upgrading to the leader was very smooth and natural, extra training was extra training, completely——no other meaning.

Qian Mu...

Qian Mu didn't respond.

Even if there are another [-] people around, or if he falls behind again, he will run as he should, and his mentality and speed will not change.

Jiang Gu Ling's original position was filled by Zhu Fu Jingguang, but he ran a little faster than Jiang Gu Ling at the beginning, filling the half-step gap silently, and frankly stood side by side with Qian Mu.

"Huh...huh..."

The breathing of the two was almost the same, and Zhu Fu Jingguang also deliberately adjusted his steps and postures, together with the frequency, imitating the same tune as Qian Mu.

He imitated it very easily, not because he had a tacit understanding with Qian Mu, but mainly because Qian Mu's speed was too slow, and every detail change could be regarded as slow motion.

Zhu Fu Jingguang originally tried this out of curiosity, but when he ran for a distance in a slightly different posture than the instructor demonstrated, he was surprised to find that it saved more effort.

He calmed down and carefully observed Qianmu's movements, and found that every step Qianmu ran, from the swing of his legs when he raised and lowered his arms, to the arc of his body leaning forward, and the distance between his eyes looking straight ahead and down, was like It is a perfect reproduction like a mechanical operation, and there will never be any cumbersome movements.

Every move was rigorous to the bone, and even looked a little scary... However, when he turned his head and saw the sweat-drenched face of the red-haired young man, Zhu Fu Jingguang inexplicably had a wonderful association.

——Yuan Qianmu can use his legs in close combat and is determined not to use his hands. The reason why he will always be killed in one move in gymnastics class, and the reason why he will never learn a second in many professional courses...

——Could it be that he finds it troublesome?

——Seize every opportunity to be lazy...whatever, steal as much as you can...whatever.Um?Hmm, thinking this way is malicious speculation, or is it simply that you don't like to sweat and don't want to bother to explain to others?After all, his physique looks relatively poor, and it is very hard to explain it over and over again. If his personality is as bad as it looks, he should unreasonably let everyone go away now.

Zhu Fu Jingguang must not have imagined that his kindness made him approach the truth and then quickly miss the truth, but the final conclusion can be regarded as a little bit.

Although the physique is slightly poor, but through reasonable planning of energy, basic exercise without fear of difficulties, and finally gradually catching up with everyone's resolute and silent image, it suddenly came alive!

Zhu Fu Jingguang was touched.

Sure enough, everyone misunderstood classmate Yuan Qianmu. His indifference and silence should be justified, but no one has ever seen that he is carrying countless hearts.

Zhu Fu Jingguang still didn't show any abnormality, he just ran slowly beside Qianmu, maintaining a tacit understanding with the red-haired youth without words, his expression became more and more relaxed, and a faint smile hung on his face.

"..."

"..."

Qian Mu didn't have the extra strength to look around, nor did he have the ability to read what the people around him were thinking.He just ran two more laps slowly, and there was still one last lap left. The victory was in sight, and these extra people around him did not provide him with any bonuses, not surprisingly.

There are quite a few super double debuffs.

The blond-haired black-skinned guy in the front was so excited, as if he wouldn't be tired, he insisted on running in front of him to block the light and the wind, sweat dripping down his head like a waterfall, fortunately, the plastic track Absorb water, otherwise Qianmu will step on slippery and fall down.

As for the left side, the undercover agent in the future insisted on following him, copying and pasting his improved running posture, keeping pace with him, and breathing in the same rhythm as him. Those who didn't know thought he was really here to find fault. Turning his head to take a look, he was afraid that he might not see the unknown smile on his face.

In fact, there is still a curly hair on his right side, but the curly hair seems to be... quite restrained, but he just inspected Qian Mu's side face with the gaze of an interrogating mortal, and almost never looked away from the whole process.

The lethality of sight is indeed very strong, but Qianmu's shielding function is stronger. Compared with the first two people, curly hair is not a threat.

What's more, even if the curly hair suddenly convulses again and throws a fist to hit him, there will be someone staring at him to stop him at any time.

Good squad leader Date Ko was running beside Curly, Hagiwara Kenji also caught up from behind, and followed Faxiao just in case.

"...Hello." Curly said suddenly on the runway that seemed too quiet except for the tired snorting.

"Someone, isn't it, is staring at me with the eyes of stalking the prisoner? Hey, you, what do you think of me in your mind?!" Although he was a little stuck because of his breathing, the vicious curly Matsuda Jinpei was still intact. complained dissatisfaction.

Hagiwara Ken's two words were also a bit disconnected, but he still stubbornly followed Matsuda Jinpei's words: "No, no, it's nothing, just, just, right now, the atmosphere is quite good, Chao, Chaoyang is also really good."

"That's the sunset!"

"Ah, oh, I thought, I saw, the rising sun after a few centuries..."

"Don't tell me, I was also in a trance thinking that it was dawn..."

"It's terrible... Xiao Jianggu, don't run so fast..."

"Yan Er, you idiot! Don't drag me if you can't run!"

"Huh? I'm running really slowly."

"Stop making troubles, it's not enough, huh, are you tired, save your energy and run again—well, run around again, it's almost done."

At first, no one spoke for nearly 10 minutes, but at the last moment, there was a lot of noise as if they had made an appointment.

Except for Qian Mu, not only did the five people around him complain and joke about me, but the dozen or so people running behind also actively answered a few words from time to time, making the heavy atmosphere extra lively without any embarrassment .

They seemed to be entertaining themselves, and they didn't expect Qian Mu to intervene at all—aside from unfamiliarity and personality factors, Qian Mu's thin and weak appearance, if he could concentrate on running the last distance smoothly, it would be considered a super victory.

"..."

Qian Mu's thoughts at this time are: You can entertain yourself, he doesn't care, but can you not chat with him in the middle?

Originally, he managed to break through the limit with great difficulty, relying on willpower to continue to drag his legs. In this state, he is ruthless and desireless, and he will not be disturbed by the surroundings.

However, there are exceptions to everything.

It's all the fault of the five people surrounding him. It's not a big deal to take it apart alone, but the lethality is astonishing when they are put together.

Qianmu seemed to be trapped in an airtight black box, and his eyes were blackened due to exhaustion. In the darkness, one, two, three, four, five bees appeared—the bees kept buzzing in his ears, and every sound Unable to stop it, it went straight into his ear, and he almost lost control of his mind, being carried away by their conversation.

After many days, Qian Mu felt irritable again.

But even though he was agitated, he didn't want to get entangled with these people. He didn't even get a few glances from Jiang Guling, the protagonist of the "script", and the others didn't care.

Qian Mu suppressed the speechlessness that began to flood for some reason, and continued to try to treat them as air.

He no longer silently counted the heart rate, but counted down the countdown——

The last hundred meters.

The last 50 meters.

The last ten meters.

At last……

With a clear heart, Qianmu closed his eyelids that were completely blurred by sweat, and took the last small step very smoothly without any haste.

He has also calculated the momentum of the body at the moment of completing the goal, and will rush out a little, so as not to fall.

Qianmu kept in mind that just after strenuous exercise, no matter how uncomfortable he was, he couldn't sit down all at once. Following the inertia, he trotted forward a few steps, then changed from running to walking, and walked for a while before he could rest.

——Yes, this is indeed his flawless plan.

again.

Qian Mu once again encountered the unavoidable... one, two, three, four, five ups and downs on the road of life.

The soaked training clothes were tightly attached to the vest, which was very uncomfortable. He just stopped slowly, ready to move his heavy steps more slowly, and went to the locker room to take a shower and change clothes.

"Oh?!"

"Who pushed me, wait, wait—"

"... Aww!"

"—uh poof!"

... caught off guard.

Qianmu's five senses all caught the huge crisis coming from behind, and the alarm roared, but at this moment - he was standing and standing, but his two legs were no different from non-existent.

A bastard sprinting to the finish line with all his strength—yes, there is a strong emotional color in the title—thought he was relieved, but he ignored how terrifying the inertia of the human body is.

Ok.

Maybe he didn't ignore it, he just misjudged Qian Mu's behavior, thinking that Qian Mu would fall to the ground immediately after running, but he didn't expect that the other party not only didn't fall, but also moved a few more steps steadily.

The bastard launched a triumphant charge—discovered a red figure in front of the running track—braked—and barely stopped with all his strength.

However, the person whose view was blocked behind did not stop.

Qianmu's expression at that time can be summed up as "confused", and when he was caught off guard by Hagiwara Kenji, his "confused" uncontrollably changed into "astonishment" and "angry", making his legs weak He turned his back on the spot, and the whole person lost his strength and fell backwards.

"What are you doing...dangerous!"

Fugu Rei, who was the first to arrive, was resting with his body on his arms not far from Qianmu. Seeing this, it was too late to be surprised. When he subconsciously came over to help him, he happened to make a human cushion for Qianmu and Hagiwara Kenji.

But before the bottom "cushion" landed, the culprit—Matsuda Jinhei, who couldn't stop the car, stumbled over with horror on his face, and vigorously knocked over the three-story hamburger that barely stood on the ground a second ago. The two slices of bread and the meatloaf in the middle were scattered all over the floor, and unfortunately, they were stepped on by the nasty curly hair a few times.

Date Hang, who only had time to grab Matsuda Jinpei: "..."

Zhu Fu Jingguang's eyes widened instantly: "..."

Others jogging over: "..."

"Meatloaf - no, Yuan?! Are you okay!!!"

Jingguang Zhu Fu, who subconsciously called out what he was thinking in his heart, turned pale with fright, hurriedly checked the room, and didn't even have time to care about Fuguya Rei and Hagiwara Kenji who collapsed together.

Qian Mu: "..."

Qianmu raised his head and was caught on the slightly uneven plastic runway. There were two hot and heavy people under his body. Naturally, it was not good. He supported it with one hand, shook his head, and was almost wet. The strands of bangs were crookedly attached to the forehead, and beads of sweat slanted across the tip of the nose.

His red eyes stared straight at Zhu Fu Jingguang's panicked face, without blinking for a long time, his usual expression seemed to be frozen, like a religious painting hanging on the top of a church - now this solemn and solemn oil painting has fallen to the bottom It turned upside down, shattered to pieces, and it was like a collapse between a copper wall and an iron wall.

It collapsed, but it didn't completely collapse, and there was still a sliver of reason tethered to it.

But it seems that the volcanic eruption is not far away.

Under the gaze of these eyes, Zhu Fu Jingguang was extremely nervous, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to pull him up.

"Need not."

Qian Mu slowly stretched out his bloodless fingers, and halfway through the action of holding his forehead changed to supporting the ground, moved his body and stood up.

——There is another person down there.

"Xiao Qianmu! I'm sorry!!!" Jiang Gu Ling got up halfway before he could speak, but Hagiwara Kenji on the side reacted violently, jumping up a few times, his face was almost paler than Qianmu's, and he was frightened at first sight It's not easy.

"..." The culprit also came over.

Matsuda Jinpei has always been keen to find fault with Qianmu, and this time it caused a real tragedy. His complexion changed a lot, he was completely dumb, and there was a very rare guilt in his eyes.

It doesn't matter if you stumble and fight with people, he won't feel guilty, but it's different if you replace people with Yuan Qianmu, did you almost ascend to heaven without seeing him finish running!

"Yes... I'm sorry. I'll take you to the infirmary."

"Can the infirmary do it? I'll call an ambulance."

"The medical university is nearby, so you can go there."

"Xiao Jianggu?! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, did you get hurt?"

"It's okay, just a small problem, first send Mr. Yuan who is in critical condition to the infirmary, and I'll stop by and get some medicine."

The rest of the class also arrived later, surrounded Qian Mu even more densely, and quickly finished the discussion with anxiety.

"no need."

Gritting teeth for the second time.

Several people froze for a moment, looked down, and saw that Qianmutai Shanshang collapsed and his unchanging expression finally completely split, his brows were deeply wrinkled, his cold face collapsed, and he collapsed.

The character setting that has been maintained since the enrollment is crumbling. A certain boss's expression management is out of control, but his expression is a little more vivid. The last calm gaze before the storm broke out, patiently sweeping across Matsuda Jinpei from the nearest Hagiwara Kenji, Zhu Fu Jingguang, Yi Dahang, Jiang Gu Ling who stretched out his hand and hesitated to speak, and the young faces behind him who looked familiar but hadn't looked at them seriously.

After every mistake, it is most important to sum up the lessons as soon as possible.

At the moment when he was surrounded by this group of people, he should immediately take action to stay away and run far away, instead of ignoring them, being harassed by sight and disturbing chats and draining his energy, and finally he will be exhausted and exhausted. led to this major error.

Qian Mu suddenly woke up on the verge of an explosion.

If you don't want to get too involved with these people, you can't just ignore them. These people... mainly these five people, you can't use normal means to deal with them!

So he is not angry.real.

"I'm not injured, it's just an accident, you don't need to care about it."

After finishing speaking, Qian Mu took a deep breath without any trace, adjusted his expression again, calmed down his breath, and got up by propping himself up on the ground.He has to go, he needs to rest and wash, he needs to get away from these bastards immediately, no one can stop...

"Don't be brave, hey!"

"Don't hold on, we know you don't want to be treated specially, but please put your body first! If you don't want to go to the hospital, it's okay to go to the infirmary, let's go, we will accompany you there!"

Qian Mu who was grabbed by several arms: "?"

"I said it all, I didn't...!"

"You bastard... What's the good of being stubborn, you can't see your own face! It's all cold sweat, without a trace of blood, and your bones will be rattling every step you take... Today, I will definitely beat you up, no, Throw it into the infirmary!"

Qian Mu: "???"

Two fists are hard to beat ten hands, not to mention the few people who kidnapped him are high-spirited, unable to listen to others, unable to reason, and immersed in their own world is almost endless.

Qian Mu's objection was ineffective, and the whole class worked together to forcibly turn him away to the infirmary, where he underwent a series of examinations that day.

Except for sore muscles, and small scrapes that need a magnifying glass to see.

No shit.

"Wait, the blood pressure suddenly increased! It dropped, and it went up again! It's very unstable, so let's stay and observe overnight."

Qian Mu was pressed on the hospital bed again. At first, his blood pressure was unstable because he was exhausted. As for the ups and downs and repeated non-stop... He silently comforted himself after suffering too much, closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing countless times , recited silently countless times, calmly and calmly told them to lose one year of life at a time——finally, my heart was completely calm.

The small ward couldn't fit more than a dozen people, so the others went back after confirming that he was fine, leaving only the five most enthusiastic people who couldn't be driven away no matter how hard they tried.

Date said that he was the squad leader and had the responsibility to stay and take care of him. Zhu Fu Jingguang and Hagiwara Kenji said that they were not at ease seeing Qianmu's blood pressure stabilized, and went to get hot water for the "sick patient" with a voice. I went, but I haven't come back yet. As the culprit, Matsuda Jinping is naturally the person who should sit next to the hospital bed.

This curly-haired boy just sits and sits, and he insists on pulling his face, staring at the "patient" which is very annoying.

Qian Mu leaned on the raised hospital bed, the pillow under his neck could not fall off, as if the quilt with the smell of disinfectant was pressed under his chest, this posture was basically considered sitting, not lying down, and it was just convenient for him to face He stared blankly at Matsuda Jinhei.

"..."

"..."

"Zizzizizi-"

Matsuda Zhenping turned his head and stared at Fa Xiao: "Kenji, what are you doing?"

Hagiwara Kenji stopped the exaggerated dubbing in his mouth, moved a stool and sat by the hospital bed, and began to gesture with both hands: "Simulate the electric current bursting out of the death gaze of the two of you, it is very appropriate, just a few more glances will blow us up Fly away. Come on, we are already friends, aren't we?"

"—Hiss, I'm disgusted."

"Ah ah ah, to be honest, there is nothing wrong with it. It is really troublesome to have a child who refuses to be frank. Come on, little Zhenping, and read with me: I am sorry, Yuan Qianmu, I am really sorry for you. There is no malice, it’s just that you are working too hard, which makes me feel complicated and unable to suppress my anger... Hey, does this sound even worse? Let’s put it another way—we don’t know each other if we don’t fight each other. After eating this symbol of friendship, we Just smile and wipe away all grudges!"

"Bastard Kenji, don't talk nonsense..." Matsuda Jinhei stared at the apple and fruit knife that Hagiwara Kenji forced into his hand, "Why should I peel an apple for this guy?? Where did you find it?"

Hagiwara Kenji: "I asked for it when I went for a stroll next door. It's not important hahaha. What do I have to say? Probably because everyone forgot to eat dinner. Is Xiaoqianmu hungry? Eat a fruit pad first, let Xiaoqian General Zhenping made atonement! Xiao Zhufu and Xiao Jianggu went to the cafeteria to cook for us, and we won’t be back until later.”

Datehang looked at the clock hanging on the wall: "It's already past eight o'clock, the cafeteria probably has no food, and there are leftovers that are cold."

"I believe they can play by ear. If it doesn't work, they can go to a convenience store off-campus to buy some fast food. I don't mind rice balls."

"Well...it doesn't matter what we eat, but Minamoto...Matsuda, why don't you peel the fruit first?"

"Are you really acquiescing to me to do this kind of thing? Hey! Are you ignoring my words!"

Hagiwara Kenji and Date Kou were chatting, one of them had amazing insights, the other was careless, and they decided to take this opportunity to make Matsuda Jinpei and Chimu shake hands—well, it might be difficult to shake hands, but it’s easy The relationship is also good.

Matsuda Jinpei was in a stalemate with the apple and the fruit knife for a moment, then he snorted heavily, and actually gave in.

His hands are dexterous hands that can perfectly disassemble all equipment, whether it is bombs or guns, and the speed is even more amazing. Fa Xiaozeng joked that his hands have definitely been blessed by the God of Dismantling. It's a waste to come and punch someone.

It is a waste to beat someone up, and it is even more wasteful to use it to cut an apple, let alone give it to Yuan Qianmu——

Matsuda Jinpei doesn't like Yuan Qianmu.

He didn't like the police, not to mention the reason why he was admitted to the police academy, he hated people who desperately wanted to be a policeman, no matter what they looked like, he hated it from the bottom of his heart.

Of course there is more than one person on the hate list, and Furutani Rei is also on it. After all, he had a feud with this guy at the school gate, and later proved that he is a golden-haired bastard who says "the police are the best and I want to be an excellent policeman".

The main reason for Yuan Qianmu's absolute presence in the blacklist is exactly what Hagiwara Kenji said - there is no other reason, but Yuan Qianmu seems to be working too hard.

A person who can make full efforts for the so-called dream can be called doing his best to fight hard, which is worthy of appreciation and recognition. Anyone who has worked a little bit knows how difficult this kind of persistence is.

And when a person can put in [-]% effort for the so-called dream, and still persist in doing so every day, the energy to crawl forward with his arms even if he falls down is strange and inexplicable at the same time. .

Do you want to be a police officer?Do not die and refuse to give up?

There seems to be nothing to comment on except asking for guilt. A person like Yuan Qianmu can convince Matsuda Jinping with a different professional background, but the location is a police academy, so he can only step into Matsuda Jinping's logical contradictions. pain zone.

Yuan Qianmu is also a contradictory guy, he seems to be slightly similar to Matsuda Jinpei.After all, he, Matsuda Jinhei, obviously hates the police so much, but he still came to the police academy. It is difficult for normal people to understand his brain circuit.

so.

——What is so good about the police? It is worth these people's efforts.incomprehensible.

The apple was half-peeled, and the potholes caused by absent-mindedness were like the surface of the moon. Even because of the long time, the color of the pulp exposed to the air gradually turned yellow and deepened, as if it had begun to rot early, seriously affecting appetite.

Under the questioning eyes of Hagiwara Kenji and Date Hang, "You can dismantle a gun with bare hands, but you can't cut an apple well?" Matsuda Jinhei frowned a few times, and simply changed an apple from scratch, claiming that this one is more red It is rounder and feels a little heavy in the hand.

Probably when he had just held the fruit knife in his hand, and the tip of the blade was dangling with white light, Qian Mu withdrew his gaze and remained silent, as if closing his eyes to rest his mind.

"Crack, click, click."

In the ward, there was only the sound of the nimble turning of the knife, which was probably quite unpleasant to the ears of people who were in a bad mood.

Even Kenji Hagiwara, who is the most active, stopped talking for a while. He may be thinking urgently. The proposal to break the deadlock with apples may be too hasty. He should ask in advance, in case Xiaoqianmu likes to eat bananas, grapes, and citrus, but he just doesn’t like it. What about apples?By the way, is he sleepy now or is he pretending to be asleep and not wanting to talk?Oops, the atmosphere has become so awkward again.

Finally, the savior who saved everyone in the dead silence came.

The blond-haired young man entered the door first, with a chocolate-colored face full of excitement. Both of his hands were empty, and each was carrying a plastic bag full of food boxes stacked according to size.

The black-haired young man came in behind, also carrying a big bag, and his phoenix eyes were faintly shining. Those who didn't know it thought that the two of them won the lottery ticket of tens of millions immediately after going out.

The little friend who was waiting in the ward looked puzzled, "Did you go to the back kitchen of the cafeteria to rob?"

"Yes."

"That's okay, I'll send you to surrender after eating."

"Just kidding, it's actually a stroke of luck."

Jiang Guling borrowed the stretchable small table that the nurses usually use for eating, and barely placed it in the empty space of the ward, while Zhu Fu Jingguang took out the food boxes they brought back and arranged them one by one.

Perhaps affected by the state of hunger, the aroma that burst out after opening the food box was particularly intoxicating, as if the rich dishes brought from a five-star hotel, instantly dazzled the eyes of the good young people.

"On the way to the cafeteria, we met Mr. Fujiwara, the new deputy class teacher. He heard that we missed dinner in the infirmary, so..."

"I ordered delivery for you?" Ogiwara Kenji yelled, "What do you have? Wait, it's...a beef bento and a sushi platter? The assortment, the side dishes...look very delicate! They also come with their own Plates and tableware, no wonder Komorofu brought a big bag alone, this one must be at least 20 yen."

Jiang Gu Ling and Zhu Fu Jingguang looked at each other: "So... is it delivery? Mr. Fujiwara seems to be familiar with the elders of Qianmu's family, cared for him a few words, made a phone call, and the lunch boxes were delivered within 10 minutes. "

"There is a problem." Date Hang swallowed his saliva as he looked at the gleaming feast on the table, "I can't afford such an expensive thing..."

"I also declined but...Mr. Fujiwara insisted on letting him treat the guests, let us make up our bodies, if we don't accept it, we won't give him face, let us deal with it in the future."

"..."

"..."

"Gudong."

"Then respect is worse than obedience. I will starve to death if I don't eat any more. I will solemnly express my thanks to Mr. Fujiwara later!"

"Hmm... No, why is there only five servings of bento?"

The few people who were anxious about the pie from the sky suddenly realized that there seemed to be something wrong when the good-hearted Mr. ordered the takeaway, and the lunch box for one person was missing.

Zhu Fu Jingguang immediately said: "You guys eat first, I don't have a good appetite recently, just some sushi is enough."

Jiang Gu Ling: "I ate a rice ball to fill my stomach on the way, if you are hungry, take it first."

Matsuda Jinpei peeled the apple, and threw the apple with only the stalk to the side of the plate. His tone was as fierce as his action: "Stop talking nonsense, I won't eat it."

This is also because although they go to class together every day, and often get together (in order to prevent Jiang and Song from fighting or provoking Yuan), they have not yet become friends with each other, and they clutch their growling bellies Being polite and modest, he almost let out his anger, his voice was getting louder and louder.

Qian Mu who has been silent for a long time: "..."

Of course he didn't fall asleep, and thanks to some people, he didn't feel sleepy at all, he just simply didn't want to talk to people.

His blood pressure was on the verge of rising again. Fortunately, he was not a real patient, otherwise he would not be able to survive tonight's catastrophe.

Qian Mu couldn't understand why they could argue over such a trivial matter as eating, like junior high school students, it should be enough to be stupid and pretend to be stupid.

Don't want to get inch inch advance ruler!

"Let you eat it first! It's so annoying."

"So why can't it be decided by finger guessing? Aren't you hungry? I'm really going to starve to death!"

"The rice is just for eating, don't embarrass them, come on, just divide it up, the portion is enough!"

- Click.

Listen, this is the sound of reason finally cracking after going through countless vicissitudes of life, it is very crisp.

Qianmu's ten fingers tightly grasped the corner of the quilt, the cotton inside curled up tremblingly under the heavy pressure, and his originally astonishingly white face was suddenly covered with an unusual rosy blush.

"Excuse me, have you eaten yet?"

Some unfamiliar voice suddenly inserted into the topic, and the group of five belatedly turned their heads to look at the cold face that looked much better after the blood surged up.

The scene was very embarrassing for a while.

"Yuan... Jun?"

"Then what, you're awake, do you feel better?"

"Ahem, Yuan, are you hungry?"

"...Do you want to eat apples?"

Qian Mu's indifferent but oppressive red pupils made the five of them forget about the rest of the text, and they all looked at each other in silence.

After 1 minute, Qianmu said slowly: "I didn't sleep, it's okay."

"Ah, so, then you..."

silence.

"You each have a portion of the bento. You can eat the sushi side dishes by yourself, and I can share the remaining bowl with me."

Qianmu raised his eyes and glanced at the small square table in the aisle, and accurately picked a food box that was overlooked by others. Zhu Fu Jingguang opened the lid filled with steam, and cooked extremely soft plump rice grains and minced meat in a bowl. Crowded with each other, it is not as high-profile as the beef bento covered with beautiful oily flowers on the side, but it is still alluring.

"Wow, this porridge looks very good too... But you just drink porridge, isn't it very good?"

"I don't eat too greasy food."

Datehang came over to pull down the bed table for him, and took the food box from Fugu Rei and put it on it. Matsuda Jinhei hesitated for a moment, and put the apples that he had peeled and cut into pieces on the lid of the food box. Put it on the board in front of Qianmu.

"Thank you."

Qianmu thanked him politely, and didn't deliberately ignore anyone. At this time, he resumed his usual alienated attitude towards everyone, and it seemed that the group of five angered him out of high blood pressure never happened.

Afterwards, he picked up the spoon himself, dipped it in the porridge and stirred it habitually, and fished out some kind of small red color that was mixed in the porridge water.