[DotA2] Holy Sword

No.19 Battle Suppression Blade

The new semester is about to start. According to Yan Che, because the instructor does not allow them to go out for internships, they have to use this semester to make the data needed for the graduation project, and then do a good job in the summer vacation. Some companies consider that colleges and universities generally do not allow internships The style of work is to give preferential measures that as long as you get an internship offer, you can directly face it when recruiting at the school.

Once all the experiments required for graduation are completed, I will analyze the data and write the thesis at the same time in the last semester of the third year of research.It is expected that the first draft will be handed over before the Chinese New Year next year, after which a series of assessments such as tutor review, in-group pre-review, and off-campus review will be carried out.After going through many difficulties and obstacles, you can participate in the formal defense in mid-May next year.

An Ronghe listened silently, lamenting that he had planned his future in an orderly manner, but when asked about his plans for the new semester, he could only reply with a sloppy eye: "I hope to be in the top 200."

Hearing this, Teacher Yan nodded with great satisfaction, and said to him solemnly: "As long as you want, I will definitely let you pass the exam."

In fact, An Rongyu didn't have much confidence in himself, he just believed 50% in Yan Che's teaching and pre-exam summary.Judging from previous experience, Yan Che's guessing accuracy rate was over [-]%.All he could do was follow Yan Che up step by step.

With a new goal, An Rongyu even squeezed out an hour of sleep time for overtime study.Seeing this, his parents couldn't help but sigh that Yan Che might be his reborn parents.

In this way, An Rongyu spent half of the semester calmly, diligently and calmly, and won the 192nd place in the midterm exam, and finally alarmed the grade director—he almost interviewed the teachers who had taught An Rongyu After reading it over and over again, I want to know how they cultivated a ten-thousand-year crane tail into a good baby who studies hard in one and a half years.

Originally, the days were extremely beautiful, the goal was achieved once again, dating with Yan Che, learning step by step every day, and playing a few games on weekends to practice.Just when he himself thought that he would pass the college entrance examination in such a peaceful way, he almost sent him to the hospital.

One Thursday afternoon, physical education class.After playing ball for a while, An Rongyu suddenly felt anxious, said hello to the teacher, and then went to the bathroom.It's so hard to die, when I came out to wash my hands, I happened to run into an old friend who was walking towards me - that gangster leader who was beaten 4v1 in the alley the day I met Yan Che, Lu Yichen.

Lu Yichen was one grade higher than An Rongyu, and this was the critical period for preparing for the college entrance examination.However, because he has secured the number one position from the bottom of the ten thousand years, the teachers usually don't care about him, as long as he doesn't cause trouble.

So this Lu Yichen skipped self-study classes at will, went out for a walk, played ball, ate, and occasionally called a few non-mainstream boys to scare and frighten others, which was not considered heinous.

It just so happened that today he skipped his self-study class and went to the bathroom to play with his mobile phone. He ran into An Rongyu, who hadn't settled the bill a year ago, and who didn't have a long memory at all. communicated.

Lu Yichen narrowed his eyes and said as he walked, "I heard that your grades have been very good recently?"

An Ronghe washed his hands without even raising his head.

Lu Yichen added: "Old Duan thought it was those old immortals who taught well, and gave them a bonus last month. It's so fucking funny, just relying on those trash?"

Lao Duan is the student's nickname for the director of the second grade.An Rongyu still ignored him and started drying his hands.

Lu Yichen didn't feel embarrassed, and continued: "I know who helped you." Speaking of this, his smile became even more disgusting, "Your concubine is quite powerful, even a trash like you can be taught."

The noise of the dryer stopped abruptly, An Rongyu turned his head, stared at him, and finally said, "What the hell did you just say?"

Seeing that the other party finally gave the desired reaction, Lu Yichen smiled even more happily: "It's just your concubine, the one from the computer department, what's his name... Yan Che, yes yes yes, Yan Che, tsk, He looks so thin-skinned and tender." Before the other party interrupted, he said again: "Do you know that his parents died long ago, but he still has money to study in graduate school. Tsk tsk tsk, here in Shang'an In the place, you have to prepare 1500 yuan for a month's meal, and he is still living outside, so he doesn't get two or three thousand a month, what about drinking northwest wind?"

An Rong and patiently asked back: "What the hell are you trying to say?"

Lu Yichen leaned against the wall by the sink, and replied with ulterior motives: "How much money did your parents give him? Can he live so comfortably? Or, he not only sold it to you, but also went to find someone else... ..." He deliberately dragged out the ending, rolled his left hand into a circle, and then used his right index finger to make a very obscene movement inside.

Seeing that An Ronghe was about to erupt, remembering that he had promised Yan Che not to fight, he abruptly withdrew his fist, gritted his teeth and said, "Fuck your mother."

Seeing his appearance, Lu Yichen smiled even more obscenely. He was very satisfied with the effect of this topic, so he said intensified: "Let me tell you one more secret, the father of your concubine committed suicide, I think Ah, I just found out that he is selling farts outside..."

Before he could finish speaking, An Rongyu punched him flying, and crashed into a toilet.This punch was really not light. After knocking open the toilet door, Lu Yichen seemed to be in a daze. He leaned on the toilet without opening his eyes, and was hit by the collar again.

Anger could be seen on An Rongyu's face before, but now he has no expression at all, just like a machine, hitting Lu Yichen's face one after another.And he used to fight a lot before, knowing where to hit hurts without hurting his muscles and bones.Even in this irrational situation, his body's instincts still let him hit that position quickly, accurately, and ruthlessly.

Lu Yichen, who had been punched a few times, finally realized his situation, and kicked him while the opponent was only focusing on his face.An Rong and Ying slammed into the compartment behind him heavily, one of them lost his footing, and when he slid in, he bumped his head against the roll paper cover.

Lu Yichen touched his swollen face and shouted: "Are you fucking crazy, An Rong?" He stood up and wanted to run out, but within two steps, he was thrown back by An Rongyu who just got up on the ground.

At this moment, his eyes were dull, and he looked at Lu Yichen as if he was looking at a pile of human-shaped garbage.I don't know if it was because he looked at the other person's face that had turned into a bun, and he was a little helpless. Instead, he kicked Lu Yichen's lower body twice. Immediately afterwards, he was stopped by the grade director Lao Duan who rushed in.

After being taken to the old Duan's single office, the two stood up together.An Rong's forehead and mouth corners were red and swollen, his right knuckles were all broken, bleeding was oozing out, and there was a dull pain from the kick in his chest; while Lu Yichen's face was bluish purple, and there were two fresh nosebleeds. At this time, he couldn't even stand firmly, and he almost cried while clutching his lower body.

Lao Duan carefully looked at the two of them from top to bottom, left to right, and asked sharply what was going on.

An Rong and his brains turned quickly. He knew that judging from the scene just now and the physical condition of the two of them, he was in a very disadvantageous situation, so he had to find an excuse to put the blame on Lu Yichen.

And his biggest advantage now is that all the teachers know that Lu Yichen is a demon king who usually bullies his classmates and is domineering, but he has never caused any major incidents, so no one has really taken care of him.And his performance in the past year and a half is obvious to all, and he is almost included in the category of "good student".

At this moment, Lu Yichen's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and it was true that he provoked him for no reason just now, so he could only howl with guilt, and glanced at Lao Duan from time to time.

Soon, An Rong and Bian made a plan.He squeezed out an aggrieved expression, and then he held his chest and said in pain, "Teacher Duan, it's like this. I used to play with classmate Li when my grades were poor, but then I concentrated on my studies, didn't I?" But he still comes to me all the time. I reject him every time, but I didn’t expect that when I met him in the toilet just now, he would call me a traitor like crazy, and suddenly kick me into the toilet. Then I have no choice but to If I could fight back, I just punched him a few times, how could I know that he was so reckless..."

An Ronghe's acting skills in this episode are almost as good as a statuette. If it weren't for the tears that couldn't be squeezed out, it would really be called tearful.Old Duan was skeptical, looked at Lu Yichen again, and asked, "Is that so?"

Naturally, Lu Yichen didn't dare to say what he did just now, so he could only nod silently and suffer from being dumb. Fortunately, this reason was not too deviant.

Old Duan sighed, and said: "It's outrageous, fighting at school? Lu Yichen, I think you are living too comfortably? I can't control you, you can go to Teacher Zhu yourself."

Teacher Zhu is the grade director of the third year of high school.After Lu Yichen was sent away, the old Duan said again very seriously: "An Rongyu, I know that your academic performance and attitude have improved a lot recently, so I am willing to believe what you say. The reason for today's overt and hidden I won't pursue it anymore, but don't, again, yes, next, next time."

After An Rongyu admitted his mistakes respectfully, he promised him that he would write a 1000-word review.After the old Duan finished his training, he asked An Ronghe to go to the infirmary for a checkup.

Unexpectedly, the two rivals collided again in the infirmary.When the school doctor was about to finish examining An Rongyu, Lu Yichen, the head of the bun, walked in dejectedly, with toilet paper stuffed in his nostrils to stop the bleeding.

After making sure that the kick on the chest did not hurt any bones, An Rongyu put on his clothes under the instruction of the school doctor.Although he is only a boy who is about to turn 17 years old, he can still clearly see the beautiful muscle lines through the accumulation of exercise.When Lu Yichen came in, he saw such a scene. He couldn't help but took a step back before slipping in like a mouse.

An Rongyu put on his clothes on his own, completely pretending that the bun face didn't exist.After getting dressed, he didn't seem to want to go to class, so he sat aside, planning to see the school doctor for an examination of Lu Yichen.

And Lu Yichen didn't dare to talk to him now, and the school doctor only thought that he needed to rest, so he didn't drive him away.

Under the urging of the school doctor, Lu Yichen began to take off his shirt with a bitter face. Compared with the red footprints on An Rong and his chest, his upper body was almost covered with bruise, and even a little pressure made him grin in pain.

Just like that, the examination was completed while the school doctor frowned, calmed and sneered. Fortunately, no bones were injured, and it would not affect the preparation for the exam. The congestion will dissipate in a few days.

After returning to the classroom, I don't know where the students got the news. They almost wanted to praise An Rongyu as the savior of the people, and even some senior students ran down to see who the hero was for them With this bad breath.

Later, the reason for coming to see him was no longer simply "teaching Lu Yichen that stupid hero a lesson", but gradually evolved into "fuck, there is a handsome junior in the second year of high school".

But An Rongyu didn't care if people came to see him or not, and he didn't care how much the people around him praised him. He only had two problems in his mind now - how to explain the injury on his face to Yan Che during make-up classes at night, And what Lu Yichen said about the cause of Yan's father's death is true or not.

Regardless of how Lu Yichen knew these things, what he said was correct except for Yan's father's incident and Yan Che's own character.

Yan Che's character is absolutely unconditional trust - he is so beautiful and flawless, otherwise he would not need to do the drudgery of tutoring at all, wouldn't it be much easier to find someone to take care of him directly.

Since it is certain that Lu Yichen's words are not [-]% correct, how reliable is the cause of Yan's father's death?Even if it was suicide, it was definitely not because of Yan Che's conduct.

Right now, An Rongyu's brain is simply a mess, and only then did he realize that he really doesn't know Yan Che well enough.I always thought that Yan Che was an image of a gentleman who was indifferent to the world, and even when he talked about some of his own tragic experiences, he didn't have any emotional fluctuations.On the day he was drunk, he did mention the cause of his mother's death, but he did not mention the cause of his father's death.

The more I think about it, the more I feel that Yan Che is like a worm, constantly spinning out silk to cocoon, isolating himself from the world, and wrapping himself tightly.But the camouflage is getting thicker and thicker, and I am afraid that he will suffocate himself to death before he becomes a butterfly.

Thinking of this, An Ronghe felt very distressed. He couldn't imagine losing his dear one, working alone in this mundane world, and being criticized by others, so he wanted to protect that person even more.But I am still just a young high school student, what ability and confidence do I have to say such big words.

I walked all the way with a lot of thoughts, and didn't think about how to speak until I got home.As soon as she entered the door, Mother An said as if seeing something new: "Hey, after more than a year, you're back to your old job again?"

Before An Ronghe could reply, his father came over as if he was watching the excitement, but what he said was a little more comforting: "Eh? Who did you fight with again? Does it hurt?"

An Rongyu shook his head, and explained casually: "That man is cheap, he asked for it."

My mother said sarcastically, "Hmph, did you win?"

An Rong and Wen Yan showed a proud smile, and replied: "Of course, his face was swollen from my beating."

Speaking of this, my father had already come over with the medicine box, took out a bottle of blood circulation promoting and stasis removing oil, and gave him a massage.Seeing that his right hand was wrapped like a zongzi, he said angrily, "You, with your hands like this, how can you write in a while?"

An Rongyu couldn't help frowning, the dinner after applying the medicine had already given him a headache.Because the roots of the fingers are tightly entangled, the four fingers can't be separated, and chopsticks can't be used at all, so they can only be eaten with a spoon.

After finally finishing the meal, his own mother gave him a vicious look, and said brokenly that in the past few days, she can only cook dishes that can be eaten without chopsticks.

After a while, at exactly 7 o'clock, Yan Che showed up at the door of the house on time, but An Rongyu did not open the door for him for the first time.After Yan Che entered the room, the smile on his face froze instantly, and he said in a cold tone, "Why did you promise me before?"

The aggrieved young man almost bit his lips to bleed, lowered his head and said, "Brother, I'm sorry...but it's him..."

A chill flashed in Yan Che's eyes, then he sighed again and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Hearing his tone softened, An Rongyu breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head and said, "It doesn't hurt anymore, brother, I'm sorry... I will..."

Yan Che smiled wryly, and said, "Okay, I can't let you just be beaten and not fight back, right?" Looking at the tightly bound hands, his eyes showed very complicated emotions, angry and distressed, Still couldn't bear it, closed his eyes and calmed down for a while, and then said: "In the future, if you encounter this kind of thing, call me, don't hide it from me, and don't lie to me."

The bruised young man finally stretched his brows and made a promise with a smirk.Just as he was about to get the textbooks, Yan Che lifted his short bangs, looked carefully at the bruise on his forehead, and said, "Does it really hurt?"

An Rongyu blushed again, his eyes rolled wildly, and he didn't know where to look at all, so he faltered and said "it really doesn't hurt".

Afterwards, at Yan Che's request, he brought the vital oil, pretending that his father had never served him, and was rubbed by Yan Che happily.However, the other party didn't let him idle, and supervised his homework while giving him a massage.

The smell of Huoluo Oil is a bit pungent, but the faint fragrance can still be smelled from the kneading movements.The big boy with a swaying heart had no choice but to pinch his thighs non-stop. The smell was just like heroin, which made people immerse themselves in it unconsciously.

After rubbing his forehead almost, Yan Che suddenly pressed hard on the corner of his bruised mouth. As soon as he felt the pain, he let out a "hiss" and then took a deep breath.

"He said it didn't hurt." Yan Che said angrily.

"Brother, it really doesn't hurt much. It was just... a sudden attack, and I was scared." An Rongyu blushed like a Fuji apple at this time, and those who didn't know thought that his whole face was swollen from the beating .

Because he was afraid that the active oil would accidentally get into his mouth, Yan Che only poured out a small amount, carefully avoiding the corners of his mouth, and rubbed it from the outer part.

At this moment, An Rong and how could he still be in the mood to do homework, feeling the touch and temperature of Yan Che's slightly cold fingers from his skin, he could barely resist the urge to kiss those slender fingers, and his lower body was even tighter. It was bursts of excitement.Whenever the energy and blood surged, he could only force himself to examine the questions seriously, so as to suppress the throbbing that would burst out of his body at any time.

Due to the inconvenience of holding a pen, this night's homework was crooked, but at least he finished it before Yan Che got off work, at least it would not affect the handing in of homework the next day.

On the way to send Yan Che out of the community, An Rongyu asked tentatively: "Brother, do you know a senior student named Lu Yichen in our school?"

Yan Che shook his head resolutely, and replied: "I don't know, but my boss's son is indeed in the third year of high school in your school, and his grades are very bad." As if thinking of something, Yan Che couldn't help laughing, and added Said: "It's worse than your freshman year. I heard that he is the last one in the whole grade every time. The boss often answers the phone calls from his head teacher."

An Ronghe understood a little bit in his heart, and in order to verify the last suspicion in his heart, he asked again: "Is your boss surnamed Lu?"

Yan Che nodded, and replied: "Yes," and then felt that there was something involved in it, and asked, "You must have beaten my boss' son, right?"

Putting down the big stone in his heart, An Rongyu nodded with his lips pursed, and said: "He picked things up first, I was just defending myself. By the way, he was the one who fought in the alley when we first met. My killer Matt."

Yan Che originally maintained a dubious attitude towards the first half of the sentence, but after hearing the second sentence, he probably thought that it was a new and old hatred between the two of them, and he didn't want to pursue it any further.When he walked to the gate of the community, he said goodbye as usual and walked towards the dormitory.

As for what Lu Yichen said about Yan's father, An Rongyu didn't intend to ask Yan Che directly. If the other party wanted to say something, he would tell him when he was drunk that day. Things that I don't want anyone to know for the rest of my life.Right now, he had no choice but to pretend that he had never heard of it, so that if one day Yan Che needed someone to confide in, he would listen attentively at that time.

And since he beat Lu Yichen honest that day, he never bothered An Rongyu again, to be precise, he never bothered anyone again.I heard that he was scolded by his own father after returning home that night, and now he has been reduced to a bereaved dog in the entire third year of high school, and everyone hates him.It is said that even people have become honest, no skipping classes, no fights, no troubles, and——no study as usual.

An Rong and Luo were clean, and when the congestion was gone and the bandages were removed, they went to play and study vigorously again.It just passed the end of the term smoothly. Although he didn't make any more bold statements about how many places he wanted to be in the top, under the guidance of Yan Che, he continued to challenge his limits, and finally got 171.

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