Become a Two-dimensional hero

After a day of training, although Mozart was trained by Chen Chong like a dried salted fish, he still had the heavy responsibility of cleaning the training ground, and with Qin Tian's personal guidance, he had to reluctantly give up and go back to the dormitory to have a good time. The idea of ​​taking a shower and going to bed.

He brought the peregrine falcon to the training ground, and said blankly: "You are so handsome." As today's compliment, the peregrine falcon happily went to work.

Not long after, Qin Tian came.Mozart immediately threw Gao Leng, who had agreed to Wei Qian, into the sky, and greeted Qin Tian with a smirk.

Qin Tian returned a smile like a spring breeze, and then showed Mozart what it means to be cold like winter, and he was merciless in his actions.

Mozart, who was thrown, said, "...wait a minute!" He stopped Qin Tian from rushing over again.

Qin Tian paused: "What's wrong?"

Mozart rubbed his lower back, he began to talk nonsense in order to avoid being beaten: "I don't think it's good to practice like this."

Qin Tian raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"

Mozart was serious: "Look, I've been being thrown all the time, and I haven't learned anything at all!"

Qin Tian took the time to ask: "Then what do you say?"

Mozart rolled his eyes: "Why don't I hit you instead!"

Qin Tian chuckled, "Okay."

Mozart was just talking casually, but he didn't expect Qin Tian to actually agree. He still couldn't believe it: "Really?"

Qin Tian nodded: "Come on."

Mozart was gearing up, recalling how he was thrown in a fancy way, and made an over-the-shoulder throw like a cat and a tiger, but he didn't want Qin Tian to stay still.He exerted strength again, but when he was accumulating his strength, Qin Tian made a sudden move, retracted the arm on Mozart's shoulder, directly locked his throat, lay back on his back, and threw himself and Mozart to the ground.

Before Mozart could react, he was brought to the ground by Qin Tian, ​​and the moment he touched the ground, Qin Tian turned over and pressed on him, locked his hands behind his back, and then clamped his legs with his body.

Mozart couldn't move: "...Didn't you say I threw you?"

Qin Tian was almost face to face with him, and the hot air from his breath sprayed on his face. Mozart was inexplicably shy, and the tips of his ears were red.

Qin Tian didn't notice it, and smiled, "Yes, but you didn't fall."

Mozart's eyes wandered, but he didn't dare to look at Qin Tian, ​​otherwise his face would turn red into a small apple. It's too foul for a good-looking person to smile so warmly!

If Wei Qian knew it, he would regret that such a good young man was blind. If he put a smiling face on the refrigerator, he wouldn't be able to cool down!

Suddenly a whistle sounded, and the two lying on the ground turned their heads to look.

I saw a woman in a black training suit leaning against the door. She had beautiful tea-brown short neck-length hair and a tall figure. The close-fitting training suit outlined the outline of her body. She had a slender waist and long legs.She said with a half-smile, "It seems that I came at the wrong time."

Qin Tian let go of Mozart and stood up from the ground: "Hello, teacher, we are training."

Mozart also got up, and after listening to Qin Tian's greeting, he realized that this was probably the legendary overlord, Teacher Wu Lin.He hurriedly said hello teacher.

Wu Lin walked up to them and smiled brightly: "Go ahead, I'll get a grip."

Qin Tian: "The power grip is over there." He turned around and took Wu Lin to get it.

Mozart observed Wu Lin from the side. She walked in front of her and realized that the female teacher was very tall, at least 1.8 meters.He looked down again, and the long legs probably took up 1.2 meters.

The three of them came to the equipment room. The grips are divided into several specifications. They are divided into one, two, and three levels according to the strength that needs to be gripped. The difficulty ranges from small to high. Mozart only practiced the second level, and the third level was very difficult for him. .

Mozart thought that Wu Lin would get a second level, because the difference in strength between men and women lies there. Although Teacher Wu Lin is strong, she will never surpass him in strength.

Wu Lin picked up the second level, squeezed it tightly, and shook her head: "It's too light." Then she turned her head and picked up the third level. She exerted strength with her forearm. Although her arm was not as thick as Mozart's, her muscles Tight, with clear contours, without a trace of fat, it is easy to hold the third-level grip to the end with ease.

Mozart couldn't help stretching out his arm to compare with her, and then put it down silently, his masculine dignity was shattered to the ground.

Wu Lin nodded: "That's right." She turned and left, seeming to remember something, her footsteps stopped again, and when she turned around, her short tea-brown hair swayed in the wind: "Qin Tian, ​​which tutor are you going to choose when the school starts, what do you think of me? "

Qin Tian just smiled politely and didn't answer directly: "I'm still thinking about it."

Wu Lin was a little regretful that she didn't get an answer, she shrugged her shoulders: "Well, anyway, you are welcome to join my team." She winked at Mozart again: "The students next to me are the same~"

Suddenly being noticed by such a beautiful woman, Mozart stammered: "Okay, okay."

When Wu Lin was far away, the two practiced against each other for a while. For Qin Tian, ​​it was a practice against each other, but for Mozart, they were defeated by various postures.

Lying on the soft cushion, Mozart sighed: "I'm afraid I have rolled over every corner of this cushion."

Qin Tian pulled him up: "That's it for today, let's go back together."

This time, Peregrine Falcon finished the work very efficiently, and Mozart happily went back to the dormitory with Qin Tian.

The two walked side by side, and Mozart couldn't help asking the question that Wu Lin had asked just now: "Which teacher are you going to choose?"

Qin Tian glanced at him: "What about you?"

"It shouldn't be Chen Chong haha, I heard that he has the curse of not being able to win the championship."

Qin Tian hooked his lips and smiled: "I'm going to choose Chen Chong."

Mozart was stunned for a moment, and quickly made amends: "But it's the age of the ephemeris, and feudal superstition is not advisable. I think we should choose Mr. Chen Chong to help him break the feudal ideology."

The peregrine falcon behind him looked at the human being whose face changed like a book, flashing green light, and made a silent complaint.

The two happened to walk to the edge of the playground, and Mozart saw the back sweeping the floor at a glance. The so-called one who can recognize you at a glance in the world is either a lover or an enemy.

Mozart is obviously the latter, it's okay if we don't meet each other, but when we meet, he hates his teeth itching, his panda eyes still haven't disappeared!

Qin Tian noticed his gaze and followed him: "You are not his opponent yet."

Mozart turned his head. In fact, he also knew that Baimao was very strong. The main reason for the fight that day was that he used the street skills. If he couldn't fight head-on, he would fight.Mozart tried his best to hit the bridge of Bai Mao's nose, and he was injured more seriously.

But men, you must never admit defeat in such things as fighting!

Mozart put down his cruel words: "I will definitely beat him!"

Qin Tian smiled but said, "He is the most popular runner-up candidate for this Mecha Fighting Competition."

Mozart, who didn't care about the top three: "..."

"He is the best in A-level, but you are S-level, you have an advantage over him in mech integration, you just lack a little systematic training."

However, for this systematic training, most people need to practice for four to five years.People who are interested in military academy will start preparing in their teens. Mozart, who is a half-way monk, is completely incomparable. After all, the training he received in the first 18 years of his life was to become a musician.

Qin Tian patted him on the shoulder: "Come on, maybe you can become the champion."

Mozart sneered: "Stop joking, how is it possible!"

"I'm not kidding, you didn't realize it yourself, but you've actually improved very fast. You can already flexibly dodge my move yesterday."

Mozart recalled it, and it seemed to be true.Being praised by the male god, his heart is as sweet as a bear who stole honey.

Qin Tian looked at the grinning bear, and suddenly asked, "Why don't you ask him why he scolded me?"

Mozart froze for a moment before replying: "Because he is sick!" He said it as a matter of course.

Qin Tian's eyes flickered: "You never thought that he might be right?"

"How is it possible, you are so nice..." He lowered his head as he spoke, and the volume of the last word was as thin as a mosquito.

But Qin Tian still heard it, he was a little unbelievable, he stared at the young man closely, not letting go of any subtle movements, trying to distinguish whether he was too good at pretending or sincere.

Qin Tian suddenly saw the reddish ear tips of the young man, and he had a flash of inspiration, thinking of Baishaxing and other things, he suddenly realized.Mo Youyu, do you like me?

"What was the name of the song you played last time?"

Mozart couldn't keep up with Qin Tian's brain circuit. Although he didn't understand, he still answered honestly: ""mysoul"."

Qin Tian's guess has been verified, but so what, let's not talk about whether he likes men or not, just talk about feelings, Qin Tian has been very stingy emotionally in the past 18 years, and the few points he gave to his mother who died young, his father It can be divided into about the size of a sesame seed, and he can't take out any more.

On the surface, he is full of flowers, but his heart is more desolate than the desert on Baisha Star that almost covers the entire planet.The rain and dew of teenage love is just a drop in the bucket for him, and it can't shake his deep-rooted indifference.

So he didn't continue to ask, but just brought up the topic with an "oh", "Xia Changyu and I knew each other when we were young, and we never dealt with each other since we were young."

Mozart felt that the male god's brain circuit was not something a mortal like himself could guess, and he didn't understand the connection between Qin Tian's topic jumps at all.But as a fan of ashes, the male god is right in everything he says.He echoed: "The rain and the sun are always opposite haha."

Qin Tian couldn't help laughing: "Then if there is no rain, you are on the same side as me?"

Student Wuyu puffed up his chest: "Of course! I will always be in the same camp as you." As he spoke, he rolled his eyes and decided to prove his loyalty with his own actions.

He squatted down and ordered Peregrine Falcon: "The most handsome, greatest and most powerful robot in the world, do me a favor."

Peregrine Falcon, who was originally bored listening to human beings talking about love, was exhilarated by Mozart's three "most" praises, and immediately agreed.

Xia Changyu was sweeping the ground bitterly and bitterly. The leaf on the left was Mo Youyu, who was swept away by his broom, and the rock on the right was Qin Tian, ​​who flew up and kicked to the sky.

Suddenly there was the roar of the machine behind him, and he raised his head suspiciously, and saw a disc-shaped robot vacuum hovering above his head, the base opened, and the leaves hidden in its belly fell down.

Xia Changyu: "!!!" He finally finished sweeping the floor!

After the peregrine falcon felled the leaves, he retreated, dodging the broom thrown by Xia Changyu, and flew away nimbly.Xia Changyu was frantic on the spot, when a sound came from behind the bushes not far away, he shouted vigilantly: "Who!"

Xia Changyu thought again, the person hiding here is probably the owner of the robot!He immediately added: "Don't run!"

Mozart, who was sneaking behind the bushes to observe Xia Changyu's frantic expression, realized that he was exposed when he heard the first "who" and made a decisive decision, pulled Qin Tian past him, and ran wildly.

Qin Tian, ​​who was dragged away for no reason: "..." In fact, there is no need to be afraid of Xia Changyu at all, even if he finds out, it will not be a big deal, but Qin Tian watched Mozart holding his hand tightly, and the two of them were in love with each other. Running in the quiet campus, occasionally mixed with Xia Changyu's hysterical roar and Mozart's loud laughter, Qin Tian couldn't help but smiled softly from the bottom of his heart, which was not a bad feeling.

The author has something to say: If there is no rain and husband and wife teaming up on a sunny day, it is destined that it will not rain. In the next rain, the students will not be wronged.