[Full-time master] Glory!Live now!

The change came extremely suddenly, almost at that moment, the girl's expression changed suddenly, she covered her head, murmured inaudible words, and subconsciously wanted to curl up and fall to the ground.

Han Wenqing hugged her in time, carefully grabbed her injured right hand, hugged her trembling body tightly, and called out repeatedly, almost growling: "Shen Yichu! Calm down! Wake up! You are not wrong , no one can accuse you of those things!"

Maybe it was his calling that was heard by the girl, or maybe it was just because he was the one holding her.On the first day of the junior high school, he really gradually came back to his senses, murmured his name, raised his head and looked directly at him, with unshed tears in his eyes.

Seeing her like this, Han Wenqing felt his heart throbbing like blood. He raised his hand to caress her cheek and said solemnly, "From now on, I will never let anyone hurt you again! I swear!"

The rationality of the first day of junior high school is returning a little bit, but fortunately, he understood his promise in time, tried to elicit a smile, but tears rolled out of his eyes first: "Don't say that...you don't know, you don't know... I'm a guilty person...it's just me, I've been running away, I don't want to..."

The girl stood up suddenly, pulled his neckline tightly and forced him to bend down, and got very close to him. Cheng Jing stared at him with seriousness in her eyes: "Han Wenqing! One day, sooner or later, I will I will tell you everything, about my parents, about Professor Shen...but before that...please, brother Wenqing...can you...don't leave me? Because, all this time...I have been right you……"

The intermittent words were like whispers, accompanied by her unsteady breath, they crawled around Han Wenqing's ears like insects, and scratched his heart a little bit. Limbs and limbs made him numb all over and unable to move. He could only stare straight at his eyes, with untimely joy, waiting for the girl's unfinished words, as if waiting for the final verdict...

then……

"Captain?" The call from the youth's clear voice exploded over the peaceful wasteland, the effect was no less than thunder.

He just woke up on the first day of junior high school, but his reaction was particularly quick. He pushed Han Wenqing away, turned his back, covered his face with one hand, and did it in one go without unnecessary movements. At first glance, he looked like a bad student who was often called out by the teacher to check his homework.Han Wenqing wondered if he hadn't caught her in time, would this person have disappeared now?Look, there happened to be a hole in the wall she was facing...

In desperation, Han Wenqing had no choice but to put away all his thoughts and compete with the shamed and angry girl, while looking straight at the direction where the shout came from—the edge of the wasteland, the side without walls.

A young man was nimbly jumping through the bricks and gravel on the floor, approaching them.

Oh, Song Qiying.

The successor of Da Mo Guyan, who Han Wenqing personally selected and trained in the team, can be regarded as his personal disciple to some extent.One day, after he retires, this young man will assume the responsibility of leading Tyranny.

Even so, the team didn't force Song Qiying to learn Han Wenqing's style, but let him grow freely.The result was that, as Han Wenqing's heir, Song Qiying's character was nothing like him at all, but more and more like his partner Zhang Xinjie.Not only have I learned the serious and cautious style, but I have not let go of some obsessive-compulsive disorder.

For example...Han Wenqing can guess without using his brain, the kid called him just now, and now he ran over, 100% because "I saw the captain and wanted to say hello"...

Hmm...why do you feel stuffed for no reason?

The wasteland was not big, and Song Qiying arrived not far from them in a short while, and finally saw the back of the girl with short hair and white skirt covered by Han Wenqing's figure.Immediately, he paused, and then glanced at the way his captain held the girl's wrist with one hand in his pocket, and a little embarrassment appeared on his young face: "Captain...well, did I bother you?"

As expected of being the captain, Han Wenqing still looked calm: "It's okay. Qiying, it seems that your family is not here? Why did you come here suddenly?"

"Oh, my friend's house is nearby, we made an appointment to play together, so we happened to pass by..." Obediently answered the captain's question, Song Qiying couldn't help but look at the girl who was still turning her back, and subconsciously answered , "Uh, the captain and... Sister Yichu are here...?"

"I'll take her for a walk." He casually babbled, and Han Wenqing didn't wonder how Song Qiying recognized the first day of junior high school. She often ran to the training camp, and the two knew each other normally, and the first day of junior high school had a very obvious sign. The simplest thing is that the girl's hand that was grabbed by him was still wrapped with a bandage.

But the first day of junior high school finally couldn't listen anymore, turned around and complained: "Can you stop talking about this kind of nonsense? Who would go to this hellish place for a walk when they have nothing to do? And you, Xiao Song, For your own safety, can you stop running to weird places all the time, and don't talk to people when you run away, in the end, you already know that you are disturbing, can you at least shut up!"

When I went to the training camp before the first year of junior high school, I was often gossiped by people, and Song Qiying was often excluded as the successor of Desert Guyen. Because of the sympathy of this relationship, the relationship between the two is quite good, and she naturally doesn't speak well. Too polite.

Han Wenqing didn't say anything, but seeing that she was angry, he stretched out his hand and snorted at her hair: "Don't vent your anger on Qiying, are you okay?"

Knowing that struggling was useless on the first day of junior high school, she simply let him torment, and only replied to Han Wenqing with a flat mouth: "It's okay." During the time of memorizing it, she tried her best to deal with it. Now, except for the redness of the eye sockets, everything else everything is normal.

Seeing the interaction between the two of them, Song Qiying, who was in adolescence, had reddened ears and didn't know what to say for a while.

It was the first day of junior high school who said, "Sorry, Qiying, I'm not in a good mood. Where is your friend's house? Why don't you let Team Han take you there?"

"No need, I made an appointment with them to meet in the Internet cafe. It's inconvenient to be the captain." The boy scratched his head and answered honestly.

Raising eyebrows in the first day of junior high school, Han Wenqing's identity is of course not allowed to appear in an Internet cafe, and Song Qiying has not appeared in the media so far, so it doesn't matter if he goes to an Internet cafe, but, "Huh? Do you have an appointment to go to an Internet cafe?" The location piqued her curiosity.

Unexpectedly, when faced with this simple question, Song Qiying hesitated: "Uh, actually, the training camp is about to start a new round of selection, and they just asked me to give them special training before the exam."

Every training camp will definitely have a selection test. I knew a little bit about it when I signed up for Blue Rain before the first year of junior high school, but I didn't know the specific rules of Tyranny: "Eh? What can you train in such a short time?" Huh? They probably want to earn some sympathy points by relying on your status as the heir of Desert Dust?"

"It should be... isn't it?" Song Qiying said, his eyes could not help but glance at the captain beside him.

Sure enough, Han Wen said lightly: "Even if they really think so, they won't be able to succeed. I'm the one who will be in charge of the final assessment." Captain Tyranny naturally has nothing to do with going through the back door and sympathy points.

The first day of the junior high school shrugged: "Okay. No wonder Mr. Captain is so busy every day..."

Speaking of being busy, Song Qiying took a step forward: "Sister Yichu, what have you been up to lately? Why don't you come to the training camp? You agreed to have a serious fight with me."

"Ah?" Chuyi was stunned for a moment, and raised his right hand, "But my hand is not healed yet, you don't want to beat me badly, do you?" Don't say she has forgotten that this happened, even if she still remembers... She has already made up her mind not to go to the training camp to accompany those guys in TV dramas.

Song Qiying was also stunned for a moment, with doubts in his eyes: "But, didn't sister Yichu say that her hand was almost healed, so she went to the guild department every day to play?"

Depend on!

"Cough cough cough! Then what!" The first day of the junior high school suddenly coughed violently, and he worked hard to finish speaking, "You want to PK, right? Yes! Make an appointment."

The boy's eyes lit up immediately: "Then why don't you come to visit our selection? It will be very lively that day, and if the captain is here, you don't have to worry about them talking nonsense." He couldn't help but agree, seeing that Han Wenqing had no intention of objecting, he finally nodded readily.

After the appointment, seeing that it was getting late, Tyranny's future said goodbye to them, and left as hurriedly as when he came.

After being interrupted like this, the first day of junior high school had completely lost the interest to continue talking about the previous topic. Seeing Han Wenqing beside him looking at Song Qiying's back with a thoughtful look, he poked him teasingly: "What are you thinking? ? No matter how proud you are of your apprentice, you don’t have to take it so seriously, right?”

Han Wenqing then turned around, glanced at her fingers poking his waist, raised his eyebrows and said, "So, your hand is almost healed?"

I didn't expect him to remember this topic on the first day of junior high school, so he froze immediately, retracted his fingers and scratched his face, his eyes fluttered restlessly: "Well, I haven't checked with a doctor yet, and I don't know too well ..."

Seeing her pretending here, Han Wenqing sighed: "If it's okay, don't go to the guild department." "Hey! I didn't go to play Glory, I just chatted with them..." Chu Yi threw himself on him, Looking up at him, his eyes flickered, so pitiful.Seeing that Han Wenqing was not moved at all, she curled her lips and reluctantly admitted: "Okay, I play... but I only play once in a while, really!"

"People who are used to staying up and working all night like to smoke, which is not good for your health. If you want to play, go to my room and use my computer. I will make a copy of the key card for you later." Under the staring eyes of the first day of junior high school , Han Wenqing was talking calmly, playing with her hair.

Opening his mouth to look at him, he stayed for a long time, and finally choked out a sentence on the first day of junior high school: "My God! Han Wenqing! You are amazing!"

"En." Replied casually, Han Wenqing hugged someone who hugged him and forgot to let go, thinking it was worth it.

The author has something to say:

First day confession was interrupted X1

One person once, the author is really fair [the author in the wheelchair said excitedly.

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