Two-Way Sniper

Qin Jue couldn't explain why, but he felt sore and swollen in his heart.

He is like a beast full of fangs, with many scars left from fighting on his face. , mistakenly used his sharp claws as a nest, and came over to sleep curled up in his soft fur, snoring so comfortably—but he didn’t know that this claw could kill it just by scratching it lightly. The life of a rabbit.

It's just that when Qin Jue raised his paw, the little rabbit's clear and innocent eyes made his heart tremble, and he finally touched its two big soft ears, but did nothing.

... Forget it, he is the cold and powerful king of the jungle, such a small herbivore cub is not enough for him to clog his teeth, and killing him will also damage his majesty.

So from then on, he allowed the little rabbit to sleep on his fur. Occasionally, he would carefully rub the rabbit's head with the soft pads on his paws.Hearing its cute whimpering sound, he felt warm and satisfied in his heart.

But now——someone actually broke into his territory, speaking a rabbit language it couldn't understand, and seemed to want to take his little rabbit away.

This kind of thing, even for the sake of his own majesty, he absolutely does not allow.

He didn't kill the rabbit, but it didn't mean that the rabbit could belong to others casually, let alone take it away, even if others wanted to smell it, they couldn't.

Otherwise... Otherwise, how would he hang around in the jungle in the future?

So after stopping the game, Qin Jue stared at Li Baizhu full of vigilance, and restrained his greetings.But Shen Ye on the other side always looked like a father who was full of love, and even voluntarily gave up the act of cultivating immortals, pinched a cigarette for this "child" for the first time, and asked: "Little friend, how old are you? Are you in college yet?"

……Oh shit.So Qin Jue couldn't control himself, and he even ate Shen Ye's taste in his heart: Two days ago, you told me that heirs are not heirs, now you might as well send him a red envelope as lucky money, Uncle Shen.

Li Baizhu was not afraid of strangers, and answered Shen Ye with a loud voice: "I'm 20, I went to school a year later than others, I didn't go to college, and now I'm an apprentice, so I came to play with my brother during the holiday, Ye Shen."

As he said that, he also said: "One time in the evening self-study, Qi Ji and I peeked at your Ye Shen game, and was caught by the head teacher. I didn't expect Qi Ji to be teammates with Ye Shen now. Why don't Ye Shen play for a while? Sign it for me, and I'll take it back and give it to my colleague?"

This lick obviously made Shen Ye very comfortable, but Cui Xuezhi's voice sounded leisurely: "I didn't even go to evening self-study, which game did you watch, it was so exciting?"

Under the sun, Qin Jue suddenly felt that Li Baizhu was stunned for half a second, but soon, the other party's voice was still very nice: "It was the match when Ye Shen SOLO won against Demon King Demon."

This "War of Gods and Demons" is indeed one of Shen Ye's most famous classic victories, but Qin Jue frowned: That was a fucking match four years ago, Li Baizhu and Qi Ji haven't been classmates yet, relying on brainwaves watched together?

But it's fine if Qi Ji didn't expose it, even if he was as smart as Cui Xuezhi, he didn't seem to notice, just nodded and continued to play his own ranking, and let Qi Ji take Li Baizhu to visit the team base.

Before the two went out, Qin Jue vaguely heard the complicated and hard-to-decipher southern dialect, so he couldn't help clapping the keyboard even louder. He also chose the airport for the parachute jump, and only wanted to shoot.

Only half a minute later, Shen Ye's displeasure became apparent first: "This kid surnamed Li is not honest, and I can cheat my signature worth 8000? Fuck——"

But before he finished cursing, Shen Ye was taken aback by Qin Jue's expression: "...Why, brother, why do you look more wronged than me?"

"Ah?" Qin Jue shivered and denied, "No, no, I just think that the two of them whispered in dialect, and you southerners can understand it, so you bully me..."

Feeling something was wrong, Qin Jue quickly added: "I mean, I'm a tough guy from the north—"

Unexpectedly, the air was silent for a second. The two old fried dough sticks looked at each other and suddenly smiled: Guigui, do you have any misunderstanding about their Zhejiang dialect?No matter how southern we are, we can’t understand a single word.

"Is...is that so?" Qin Jue curled up his hand pressing the keyboard, his face turned red unconsciously, but Shen Ye's suffocated laughter almost exploded: "My mother, it turns out that Yanshen is jealous ? No wonder the sour taste is so mellow, isn’t it from Zhenjiang?”

Qin Jue had a guilty conscience, and was taken away by two shots as soon as he entered the final circle after a game, so as soon as the character fell to the ground, he jumped up from his seat and wanted to run: it's a bit hot...!I'm going to get some air, and I'll be right back.

Two seconds later, the booing sounded behind him made his footsteps slip even faster.

——Hey, how much does our little Qi make you hot?

--immediately?How long is it now, Yan God?Is it the kind of immediate return after giving birth to a baby in October?

***

On the other side, Qi Ji walked with Li Baizhu in the IS team's spacious base, but while listening to the other party's envious voice, he clenched the phone in his pocket from time to time, and his thoughts gradually became blurred.

In fact, the time between the two of them was not too long, but that period of campus time that ended abruptly was gradually far away from Qi Ji, who was already born in society, as if it had been a long, long time in a blink of an eye.

Qi Ji only remembers that when he first entered high school, he thought he would be the same as before. Although he would do his own way, he would still have a few classmates who had a good relationship with him, and then he would continue to study in a normal way, and continue to become a college student with no ideals or goals.

Even though he loved games and worshiped the God of the North Star Luoye since he was a child, he was never able to make up his mind to go the wrong way and leave school.

It's just maybe due to luck, or maybe due to personality, everything seems to have completely deviated from his original imagination when he didn't realize it, and gradually became a different look.

In the high school class, there were only about 10 girls in total, so at that time, the boys mixed together in groups, and naturally there was a central figure soon-everyone went to the stadium to occupy seats together, found black Internet cafes to play games together, and gathered together Smoking in the toilet is led by the same person.

That person's name is He Yang.Crew-shaved, messed-up uniforms, never attending class, like any school would have.

——dragging all the girls out of the grade and sorting them into ranks, taking the lead in provoking the new trainee teacher, laughing at the fattest girl in the class... It seems that the gang can always find something to do besides reading.

Those who resist will be targeted by them unanimously, but those who obey will be favored by them. For example, that fat girl, even if she was surrounded by boys who maliciously laughed because she was wearing a skirt, she can still laugh and laugh at herself. So as time goes by, she has become on good terms with them instead.

In He Yang's words: It's just a joke, we also treat you as a friend, why are you so stingy?

So the fat girl became "good brothers" with them, but since then, Qi Ji has never seen her wearing a skirt again.

Even if, that is actually just one of the suit styles of the school uniform.

At that time, Qi Ji was typically rich, good-looking, addicted to games, studying all because of interest, with a look of secondary school and world-weary.

So He Yang noticed him very quickly, and treated him like a fellow, always wanted him to join their small group, even if it was just to take them to play CS to show off.

But Qi Ji just looked down at him and shook his head politely.

Originally, his taciturnity and their disrespect were not the same thing.

After several repetitions, He Yang turned from enthusiastically calling him "class grass" to becoming angry from embarrassment. He also gave him multiple names such as "pretentious" and "great money", and unilaterally confronted him tit for tat.

And the so-called pretentiousness has always been the word that is most likely to arouse the disgust of other boys. With a pretty face, the effect is doubled-so it seems that overnight, all the boys in the whole grade know his name. No, there are always people talking behind his back, but they can't hear what they are talking about.

I don't know from which day, Qi Ji discovered that the few people he used to associate with had become more distant from him, and everything happened suddenly, and it seemed that he was the only one left on the basketball court during the lunch break.

——From then on, the boys no longer take him to the stadium. Even if he throws the ball alone, He Yang will bring someone over to occupy the place and start the game on his own. Watching him standing there stubbornly, he still has to confront him from time to time Hit it, like, he's just an extra obstacle on the field;

——From then on, when He Yang was reported for smoking, copying test papers, and going to black Internet cafes, he would be blamed. Every day when he had nothing to do, he came to knock on his table and asked him what kind of a man was pretending to be a friend.Some physical conflicts erupted between the two sides. He Yang was thin and not tall, so he couldn't beat him at all, but his tone was always full of pride: "Hey, Bancao, finally you are willing to talk to me?"

Qi Ji let him go, disdaining to fight him, but the conflict between the two seemed to be deepened because of this.

For example, what He Yang dislikes the most is the way girls from other classes look at Qi Ji, but any opposite party who gets closer to Qi Ji will incur He Yang's double revenge.

What he likes to do most is to write Qi Ji's name and the ugliest girl in the class on the blackboard. Girls are happy: You are so ugly, you dare to fall in love with our Qi Bancao secretly, can our Qi Bancao fall in love with you?

That is undoubtedly the method that He Yang's group of people are best at, and also has the most sense of superiority - after all, many people have watched AV for a 16-year-old boy, but how can a 16-year-old girl imagine that she is innocent? Your mind will be associated with those dirty verbs, to be yelled out?

No matter whether Qi Ji stops it or not, it seems that it will cause secondary damage to the girl who was sobbing secretly.

He Yang always smiled at him triumphantly: "Bancao, take a look, isn't it all your fault for being cold-hearted?"

Obviously, He Yang wanted to isolate him and challenge his bottom line.

Everything soaked into Qi Ji's chest like a slightly sour liquid. It was not painful, but it would always rise up from time to time, making him feel bursts of secret sourness.

He doesn't know whether this sourness is the loneliness of not being able to make friends, or the doubt and confusion that must be experienced in the process of growing up.

He often wants to tell his father, but he always doesn't want to distract his busy father too much-and obviously, this is not the real solution.

What he hopes to solve is not only his own problems.

So he found the teacher, thinking that the school would come forward to give He Yang some warnings, but for some reason, the teacher clearly said he would take care of it, but never actually took care of it.

The days can only go on like this, even if he chooses subjects and divides into classes soon, He Yang will continue to follow him into the new class because of his neither humble nor overbearing, and start to repeat the old tricks, never letting him have a good time.

——That is, in the new class, Li Baizhu appeared.

Like Qi Ji, he was also on He Yang's blacklist, but on the contrary, the reason he was excluded was poverty.

Everyone in the class knows that Li Baizhu's father is disabled, and his mother works in a dragon and lion dance team that has long been in a downturn. point of high school.

This job sounds unbelievable in today's era, so He Yang often leads people to laugh at him: Is the money given to your family by the Disabled Persons' Federation enough?My dad is in charge of poverty alleviation work, do you want me to organize a wave of donations for you?

Li Baizhu was sleek, he could have gotten along with He Yang like that fat girl back then, but for some reason, he chose to be close to Qi Ji, and he was completely on the opposite side of He Yang.

——That was an ordinary English cultural festival.Every class has to organize a stage play. The head teacher is not an English teacher, and he doesn't want to restrict the students' freedom, so they let them hold a class meeting to select roles. They just asked that the narration with the most lines should choose a good spoken one.

Teenage students are always full of enthusiasm for such activities, so the class meeting was naturally in full swing. When it came time to choose the narration, several people went up to read and recommend themselves. Qi Ji who is heard in English.

He thought that with the teacher's words, even if he was not elected, he should get at least the number of votes that could be seen. However, in the end, the people who read aloud on stage were clearly inferior to him, but the voting results showed that he was the lowest——and , with only 1 vote.

At that time, he stood beside the podium and listened to the votes with other self-recommended people, and his originally expectant eyes had to gradually sink, and it happened that he collided with He Yang who was sitting at the back with his legs crossed.

In the noisy classroom, the other party stared at him and smiled at him with disdain, as if saying to him: I'll see who dares to vote for you at the risk of being discovered.

Before Qi Ji gritted his teeth for two seconds, everyone began to congratulate the classmate who was voted in. The excitement in the classroom seemed to have been stripped from his ears. , It doesn't matter to students who can only calm their heads in the corner and do the questions.

So at that time, Qi Ji raised his head and only glanced at the light tubes that hurt his eyes, and then suddenly walked up to the podium again, interrupting the happiness of most people.

The air was quiet for a moment, and everyone's eyes came together, but no one thought that after he glanced at the huge classroom, he asked: Why didn't you choose me?

At the farthest position from him, the already victorious expression on He Yang's face froze, and his whole face sank.

Qi Ji remembered that at that time, facing He Yang's eyes and other people's bewildered expressions, he almost spent all his youthful courage.

When he was a student, he didn't know that it was unnecessary and ridiculous to be obsessed with classmates. He could only feel that this classroom was the breadth of the world, so at that time, he was fighting against the world .

Many students were so embarrassed that they were left silent. Of course, He Yang was the first to pat the table: Why, did you live in the United States when you were young?We must choose you?

This was originally a free election, and what He Yang said was very reasonable, but Qi Ji clenched his trembling fists tightly, unwilling to give in, and he was unwilling to get off the podium, he must get an answer.

His stubborn but trembling eyes mixed with those who kept looking at him, making the air in the classroom as if it was suffocating. Several girls whispered "Forget it", but at this moment, there was a The person who had never been very conspicuous stood up and suddenly answered him loudly: Who would honestly say that he is either jealous or timid?If you read the best, I will vote for you. What do they do?

——That is Li Baizhu.

It seems that until now, Qi Ji still remembers the self-confidence flying in those eyes, and wants to accompany him to fight against the world.

The whitish light illuminated their converging gazes, as if time had gradually froze.

Until Li Baizhu had no choice but to transfer to another school due to family reasons, until Qi Ji returned to playing alone, and was ridiculed by He Yang for wearing such expensive shoes, until he preferred to stay at home and play games, and was tired of going to school Teacher, until he met the idol "Luo Ye" in the new game, and finally chose to leave school to become a professional player - until he checked the messages sent by Li Baizhu on WeChat over and over again, nothing would affect him. The podium was the first heroic moment in his life, and it was also a precious memory when he met his best friend.

So now, facing this person, his voice is also calm: "How much... white bamboo do you want to borrow this time?"

Just like every time he transfers money to the other party on WeChat.

"What I said before...is a bit much, 80." The other party spat out a huge number that was completely different from before, as if he was afraid that he would not accept it, "50 to 30...is fine, I just want to get a storefront Do it yourself, and I will pay you back when you make money.”

"...Well." This number is not much to Qi Ji, but just as he was staring at his bank card APP, a figure suddenly fell into his sight, as if he was regretting his recklessness, and seemed to be suffocating: " What are you talking about?"

——It's Qin Jue.

To be precise, it was Qin Jue who was so sour and jealous to the limit.

In the spacious living room, Qi Ji was taken aback for a moment, then boldly signaled Qin Jue: "...Senior, come here, you, why do you smell like this?"

"Ah?" However, just as Qin Jue sniffed himself in embarrassment, Qi Ji pulled him over and sat by his lap: "It seems... the smell is not so sour this way?"

Qin Jue reacted for a few seconds, and finally his cheeks became hot, his throat was blocked, and he looked like he was about to die. Seeing this, Qi Ji didn't dare to do it again, so he quickly put his arms around his waist to comfort him, and changed the subject of the conversation. Said: "Just in time... I also have something to tell Senior——Otherwise, otherwise I am still afraid that Senior will let me kneel down on the keyboard."