The paper man who has been raised for two years is a big shot

When Jian Qiuran entered the classroom, Anuilin and the three brothers were sitting there waiting for him, and greeted him warmly.

"Morning scumbag."

"Good morning."

"Early morning."

"Morning." Jian Qiuran responded with a nod of her head, and just as she opened the stool and sat down, she heard the person behind her suddenly say "Damn it".

Perhaps it was because she was too excited, her voice was quite loud, and she couldn't cover it at all.

Jian Qiuran turned around with doubts, and before she asked what was wrong, Anuilin also let out a shit.

Jian Qiuran: "What are you doing???"

Aneulin nodded behind his ear, coughed lightly, and felt a little embarrassed: "Even if you don't need to hide your relationship, you should pay attention to it anyway, this is still a school."

Jian Qiuran couldn't see behind her ears clearly, but she had already guessed it. She felt helpless, but asked calmly on her face, "Envy?"

Aneurin: "..."

Fuck, don't bother with him!

Arlo, who was sitting behind, reminded: "Should I give you a Band-Aid? It's quite obvious. I think you can see it when you come from the back seat."

Jian Qiuran: "It's okay."

If it is covered today, it will definitely be there tomorrow. It is better to satisfy the show of affection of a certain general, and save trouble in the future.

Jian Qiuran thought well, but the group of four didn't know it, and sighed that people in love are different, and then found out sourly that she was really envious... The so-called winner in life, that's it.

Not long after the class started, the students in the rows in the back seat also found out about it, so they spread the word to the whole class.

During the break between classes, a picture quietly appeared on the campus intranet forum. In the picture, the young man was sitting in the seat, tilting his head slightly as if he was listening to the students in the back seat. His profile was calm and serious, with his fingers resting on the table. The fluent speed of turning the pen wiped a blurred light on the photo, and the whole person was wanton and lazy with a bit of dignity.

Everyone: "!!!"

"Lick first as a respect! The school grass is really beautiful [Groundhog howling.jpg]."

"It's so good to feel the school grass every day, the general has such a good vision, I'm so sauerkraut fish."

"Sure enough, good-looking boys are all equally good-looking boys."

"Good-looking and strong, this is destined to be a man I can't get."

Seeing that everyone was talking about it and never found the main topic, the host who posted the photo could only show up again and reminded: "Look for the bright spots."

Everyone who admired the beauty was puzzled, looked at the photo carefully several times, and finally said: "Damn!"

"I haven't noticed it before. The half of the red behind the ear can't be a hickey?"

"I, I, I saw it too. Is the admiral so possessive? It's obvious that you are swearing sovereignty in a place where you can't stop it?"

"I've heard people say that people with higher spiritual power have a stronger desire to control, and have a great possessive desire for everything around them. The general is still the strongest in the empire with 4S mental power. You guys appreciate it."

"I think you've got the truth, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhths!!!"

"I don't know why, but I suddenly feel sour just looking at it."

"I also……"

The school grass is studying hard, and they are also studying hard. The school grass is in love with the male god while studying, and they...but they can only learn the lemon. Hey, the pickled fish is them.

The forum is so lively, as an admiral with an account, he will definitely not miss it.He was very satisfied with the results of the show of affection after watching the comments such as "Ah, ah, the general and the school grass are a natural pair", "the school grass and the general are locked up", "the sweetest CP of the year".

It's just possessiveness at work, while wanting to show off, but at the same time not wanting to show them the youth.So the admiral began to cross the river and demolish the bridge—yes, he asked the principal for permission to hide all the photos and not show them to others!

Everyone: "..."

It doesn't matter, this is also a candy, they can eat it!

Everyone was almost moved to tears by their strength.

But they soon lost their strength, because the admiral asked in the forum: "The test will be at the end of the month soon, are you ready?"

Everyone: "..."

This time, no one said a word. They all went offline to study in despair, and worked hard to prepare for the test at the end of the month—after all, they were competing with Class A! !

With enemies, there will always be more potential to be stimulated.

All the military students yelled to knock down Class A. Class A's sense of crisis soared in an instant, and they also yelled that they couldn't be knocked down. They held back their enthusiasm and no one played after class. They were all studying.

It started to rain lightly on the day of the test at the end of the month, and everyone finished the written test and lined up to go to the indoor training ground for assessment.

Several teachers in black combat uniforms waited in line. The man stood at the head, his already serious face looked even more ruthless. With a light sweep of his eyes, all the students felt that they were lambs waiting to enter.

The reason for the division of the venue is that the first grade is in a training room, and each class can hear each other's results at any time with a distance of more than ten meters.

This greatly stimulated the hard work and vanity of the students, and they had to grit their teeth and use their limits for the sake of face.

But class A quickly collapsed, because the target of this combat training is the general... How to fight?Who can beat Lord Admiral?

Although the teachers in other classes are also scary, they can compete with the students at the end of the day, and they can play for three to four minutes on average, but they... Hehe, you are capable if you can survive three tricks, even Anelin The two tricks are down, the thief is terrible.

After knocking down the students again, the admiral ruthlessly underlined the word "failure" and called out to the next student: "Jian Qiuran."

"Here!" The young man stepped out, staring at him eagerly.

"Come on." The admiral's expression eased for a moment, just when everyone thought that he would be gentler to his lover, he waved his hand and punched him, which narrowly brushed the young man's cheek, almost making him lose his face.

The crowd of onlookers took a deep breath. They didn't expect the admiral to make a move. After feeling overwhelmed, they realized that the school grass seemed to have survived three tricks?Um? ?Fuck!2 minutes have passed! !

Jian Qiuran usually fights against An Nailin in a state of check and balance, and has never shown such a powerful explosive power. When raising his legs and punching, his strength is almost equal to that of the general.

During this month's training, Jian Qiuran has been making up for her shortcomings every day, trying to get a solid foundation, and when the tall buildings are gradually stabilized, the horror will become more obvious-the youth is progressing too fast, so fast that it can only be described as abnormal.

He was the first person who persisted for such a long time, and also the first person who forced the admiral to take two steps back. When it was over, all the students in Class A started applauding involuntarily.

"Okay, that's amazing..." The three brothers were dumbfounded and clapped their hands.

"It's very powerful." Anuilin was also applauding, but his eyes were a little dazed, and it was the first time that he clearly realized how big the gap between himself and the youth was.

"13 minutes, there is progress." The man put the young man's hand behind his back, wrapped his arm around his neck and tightened it, and spoke in his ear in an absolutely subdued posture.

Because the battle had just ended, both of them were panting a little. The heat hit their ears, making the young man turn his head uncomfortably, and the roots of his ears turned red quickly.

The man hooked his lips and smiled, with obvious tenderness in his brows and eyes, kissed behind his ear, and let him go.

Everyone: "..."

The double blow of learning and dog food, I pickled fish.

In the end, Jian Qiuran's report card was the only one in the class who passed, and no one dared to question it. After all, 13 minutes appeared in the scores of a few seconds. If he failed, who would pass?

Everyone admired and felt a little ashamed at the same time. They thought the general would be disappointed, but he just said: "Study hard and work hard on the next month's test."

Everyone was instantly excited: "Yes!!"

According to the traditional concept that friendship is second and competition is first, after the training of each class, there are still a few small competitions.

The class leader draws lots to select opponents. Sometimes the whole class confronts each other, and sometimes it is an individual challenge. If you win three games in a row, you can challenge at will to stimulate students' fighting spirit and sense of unity.

Class A has always been regarded as the recognized enemy of the whole school, and Class B and the other first grades closest to Class A are extremely unwilling-they are not a whole year behind other grades, but they are the same students who applied for the same class but have the same relationship with the general. Missed!

It would be strange if he was willing! !

The other first-year students have been frustrated for a long time, and it is natural to compare their ranks when they finally find an opportunity.

They thought, if you dare to let the general teach you the combat results of three to five seconds, let you recognize yourself today!

...and then get beaten up.

Everyone came in after an admissions assessment. If you couldn't beat it for a month, you would definitely fail it. You still want to teach Class A. Are you thinking about farts?

Everyone: "..."

Have to admit it really makes sense! !

The students had a lot of fun, and the teachers stood in the outer circle and watched happily. Someone said: "The atmosphere of the first grade is much better than that of the freshmen before."

"That's right. In the past, the freshmen were all ignorant brats. They would fight twice in three days. Just thinking about it gave me a headache."

"Don't talk about it, not long ago there were frictions and gang fights in the second grade, and the class was empty when they were punished."

"Hahaha, it's no wonder that Ensi and the others lost their hair again." The teacher was older and experienced. After laughing, he gestured with his eyes: "It's a good atmosphere for this class of freshmen to have a leader who is too strong for them."

The admiral who had been silent all this time moved his expression slightly. Following his gaze, he saw that the young man in the crowd just kicked down the students of other classes. Pinch the back of his neck and apply a little force to make the other party start begging for mercy.

Class A burst into applause in an instant, and the young man's expression softened a little, and he smiled along with the lively atmosphere, as if a ray of sunshine broke through the cold ice and stained his eyebrows and eyes, wanton publicity, vigor and vitality.

vitality……

The man hooked his lips, just as the young man also felt something and looked over.

The eyes of the two met, and they looked at each other for two seconds through the noisy crowd. Jian Qiuran suddenly blinked and sent a wink.

The man was stunned for a second, the smile on his lips suddenly widened, his gaze was soft and hot, and there was no one else left.