[Full-time master] Glory!Live now!

"You... this! Monster! Do you think that if you change your surname, no one will know about you? You killed your parents and adoptive parents, and now you come out to harm Tyranny! Why, can a monster like you be so crazy? Relying on the great god to get the position, and I will be in this training camp where the sun never sees, year after year!"

Lin Haoran became more and more excited, and approached as he talked, his angry fist almost hit Chuyi's face.

Song Qiying was still in a daze, neither understanding the sudden situation nor the overflowing emotions of his former partner, so he subconsciously stood in front of Chuyi: "Haoran, what's wrong with you? Everyone calm down! What's the matter?" explain……"

"Qiying, stand back." After calling him, Chu Yi stood up and pushed him away, with a gloomy face, no mocking smile in his eyes, and looked straight at Lin Haoran who was slightly taller than him , "So, we used to be neighbors? Sorry, you look so ordinary, I can't remember at all."

"You! Why! You are like this, why can you still stand up! If, if the Han team knew, he must..." Enraged more and more, Lin Haoran yanked the girl's shirt collar.

"Oh?" Chu Yi squinted his eyes, and his body had already taken the first step - he kicked the boy in the upper abdomen, and he fell out immediately, hitting the table and chair behind him hard!Under the action of the impact, the things on the table fell down with a "crash", several monitors fell down, and small objects such as the keyboard and mouse fell all over the floor.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then there was an uproar, yelling—"You still dare to hit someone!" .

Chu Yi smiled, turned around abruptly and kicked again, kicking the boy who was rushing forward and rolling with the people behind him. , wrongly planted another foot on his ass, and sent him to play with the bunch of children who hadn't gotten up yet.

While withdrawing his hand, he turned around and punched, hitting the boy in front of him in the abdomen, hitting him so hard that he couldn't straighten up, and with the other hand, he casually pushed away someone who was in the way.Then he jumped onto the chair and the table in two steps, condescendingly kicked a boy who was trying to stop someone at the crossing.

Jumping off the ground, turning around to look, all the way, the first day of the junior high school has already reached the door of the training room smoothly.Behind them, the menacing teenagers were lying on the ground in sevens and eights, all struggling and unable to get up.Looking at the row of seats she walked by, the only one standing was Song Qiying with a dazed face.

"You guys, don't you know that it's not against the law for a psychopath to kill people?" As soon as the words came out, the rest of the guys who wanted to stop them didn't dare to move, and they put on a mocking smile again, and looked around at them on the first day of the junior high school. Circle, leaving a sentence "Xiao Song, call an ambulance." Then decisively turned around and left.

With the show of power just now, when Chuyi took a step, the crowd consciously parted ways, with surprised and curious eyes on both sides, and just watched her walk out of the training camp.

Until Director Qian and his party finally heard the news and arrived, what was waiting for them was only the shocked crowd in the room, the dead silence, the mess everywhere, and people rolling on the ground.

When this farce unfolded, Han Wenqing had just finished dealing with the reporters and was sending them downstairs out of courtesy.Due to the successive disturbances by Ye Qiu, Heavenly Swordsman and Excellent Era, the content of the interview was much longer than originally planned.Fortunately, the Korean team's consistent style is to talk about what to say, and they don't find it very difficult to deal with. Compared with the unfinished training camp selection work, he is more worried.

The elevator opened on the first floor, and Han Wenqing saw the people outside the door—Xiao Li from the training camp. His expression seemed to be very anxious. When he saw them, his eyes lit up and he almost rushed over: "Captain, it's not good." It's gone! Something happened in the training camp!"

Manager Wang who rushed down together nodded, and Han Wenqing directly pulled Xiao Li out of the elevator, walked a few more steps, and asked, "What's going on?" Seeing that he avoided the reporter, he continued: "Miss Yichu and the trainee are fighting!"

what!

Eyelids twitched, Han Wenqing turned around without hesitation, explained to the few people who walked out of the elevator, and followed Xiao Li straight to the building where the training camp was located, asking about the situation as he walked.

It's a pity that Xiao Li, who was hurriedly sent to look for him, didn't know very well, so he could only describe to Han Wenqing what he saw at the scene, such as the boys who were beaten all over the ground for some reason, the frightened Song Qiying, and Miss Shen Yichu who was denounced by the masses but disappeared.

Seeing his captain's frown tightened, Xiao Li thought about it and added: "Captain, you don't have to be too nervous. Qiying said he has already called an ambulance, and the children don't seem to be seriously injured."

"En." Han Wenqing replied, but his expression was not very relaxed.

During the conversation, he had already arrived at the training camp, and the gossip party members crowded at the door to watch the excitement separately. The first thing that caught Han Wenqing's eyes was the mess, the tilted host, monitor, various peripherals in a mess, and the debris on the ground.Director Qian stood among them, giving instructions in a loud voice.

"What's the situation?" Han Wenqing walked in and asked.

Director Qian sighed, and pointed to Song Qiying who was sitting in the corner of the room—he was sitting on a chair a little away from the accident scene, accompanied by a staff member, but his eyes were empty. Quite in line with Xiao Li's comment of "scared and stupid".

"Today's selection is not enough manpower, it's too messy, I didn't pay attention to it for a while, the Wu Qiong in the second class, the one who was scheduled to be persuaded to quit, so I found a few people together, I suspect they had planned it long ago, probably because they wanted to bully Qi Ying. Then Miss Yichu happened to come over and bumped into them. It seemed that they had a few PKs in the arena at first, but how did they fight...I haven't figured it out yet."

Hearing Director Qian's words, Han Wenqing nodded, and looked at the corner opposite to Qiying—a few chairs were dragged there, and a few teenagers were sitting there, and the team doctor in a white coat was busy in it: "Everyone is over there ?”

Director Qian pointed to the door: "I asked people to send some of them who couldn't get up to the lounge to lie down and wait for the ambulance, and... I don't know where Miss Yichu went..."

"Is she not injured?" Hearing Han Wenqing's question, the expressions of the people next to him were distorted for a second, especially those who had witnessed the whole process. The captain's question was superfluous.Director Qian, who had also heard about the situation at that time, touched his nose: "Probably not, she seemed to beat them up unilaterally and then left."

Seeing that Han Wenqing didn't say anything, Director Qian thought for a while: "Do I need to find some people to find Miss Yichu?"

"No, I probably know where she is."

After saying this, Han Wenqing didn't mention her again, and instead arranged the follow-up work on the scene.When the ambulance came, I went to the hospital, and I kept running until late at night.

Seeing that there was nothing important, Han Wenqing explained a few words to the staff who arrived at the hospital together, then went out and took a taxi back to Tyranny Club.

Even though I have to rush to the hospital tomorrow morning, even though I already know that she is fine, I can guess where she is, and I know that she may need to be alone, but I still want to see her and confirm her condition with my own eyes. I want to hold her in my arms...

Pushing open the door and turning on the light, Han Wenqing was not surprised to see that the bed he had put away when he went out was now a mess, with computers, notebooks, backpacks, clothes and mobile phones thrown around, and there was a large piece of quilt in the corner Weird bulge.

Finally he breathed a sigh of relief, he closed the door, walked over and silently packed up his things.

When he walked around the corner of the bed, Han Wenqing glanced under the quilt inadvertently, and suddenly met a pair of eyes staring straight at him, black and white, without any emotion.Team Han, who has always been going forward bravely, almost dropped the computer in his hand. Fortunately, he stabilized himself in time, controlled his tone and asked, "Did you sleep?"

The girl's answer came fairly quickly, her voice was as emotionless as her gaze: "I can't sleep."

Han Wenqing stood up and lifted a corner of the quilt: "It's not good to be bored." On the first day of the junior high school, she didn't reply, let alone move. Han Wenqing walked out of sight, and she just stared at the air in front of her.

Shaking his head, Han Wenqing put the computer back on the table, tidied up casually, climbed onto the bed, sat against the wall behind Chuyi, stroked her hairy head, and reached out to grab her stretched out. Without saying a word, he went straight to doing manual exercises for her.

The slender and well-articulated hands grabbed her slender white and tender hands, kneaded them carefully, relaxed every knuckle, and caressed every inch of skin...

"...Don't rub it, it's so itchy." When his hand manipulation became more and more excessive, and finally turned into simply rubbing her hand, the girl who was turned around by his grasping movement opened her mouth , looked up and glanced at him.

Han Wenqing, who was being stared at, didn't feel any pressure. He said "um", but kept stroking the hideous scars on the palm and fingers of Chu Yi's right hand, and finally bowed his head and kissed it.No matter how hard the girl struggled, she did not let go, and traced every scar on her hand bit by bit and carefully.

"Fuck..." The voice complained in a small voice, the first day of the junior high school had given up struggling, looked away, let him kiss enough, and then tightly held her hand with his fingers interlaced.

"Those brats...?" The girl said, but she refused to look at him, her eyes were dangling, and she forcibly restrained her voice to keep a flat voice, but the edges of her ears exposed between her slightly long short hair were already flushed.Han Wenqing sighed softly from the bottom of his heart, stroked her hair with the other hand, and replied lightly: "A bone fracture, a slight concussion, and bruises are all fine."

"... Thank you for your hard work." "It's okay, as long as you're fine." The language ability of the first year of junior high school has degraded to Zhou Zekai's level, but fortunately Han Wenqing's comprehension is good, and he thinks he understands her quite well, so it doesn't affect communication at all.

"I, I should... yes, no seizure. Just... calm down, so..."

"I'll accompany you."

Hearing what he said, Chu Yi raised his head and expressed his wish "don't worry, she won't run away" with firm eyes.Han Wenqing didn't understand, but he could roughly guess what she meant, so he couldn't help but squeezed her hand again, and said leisurely, "It's right to accompany your girlfriend."

There was a gleam of tenderness in the eyes that had been emotionless all this time, and Chu Yi shook his head: "I will regret it."

Han Wenqing just had a girlfriend at noon, but he didn't want to lose it at night, so he pulled her up and hugged her in his arms, with his chin resting on the top of her head, and the voice in her ears seemed to echo: "I There is no word for regret in Han Wenqing's dictionary."

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On how to destroy Xiaoqing in one sentence~

First day of junior high school: Old Han, you don’t have any words in your dictionary, do you?

Ah... This chapter, I thought it was written quite smoothly, but when I looked back, I found that the deleted waste manuscripts were all 1500+ words, and Xiao Song's scenes were all deleted_(:зゝ∠)_