Beidu, in a star hotel not far from Beiwu.
Ding Anbai looked at his daughter whose face had become much thinner, frowned and asked, "Is the training so hard?"
"Um."
Ding Yi, who was somewhat drowsy, hugged his knees and curled up on the sofa. Under the thin blanket was his increasingly graceful and slender curves. As if he felt the coldness, Ding Yi shrank his glistening toes inward. .
Ding Anbai, who was familiar with his daughter's character, felt a little distressed and helped Ding Yi pull the blanket, "How about I go talk to Dean He and let you rest for two days?"
"The fact that I can see you here is a kind of rest in itself."
Ding half-closed his eyes and said tiredly, "Everyone else has entered closed training. I am the only one who has taken leave temporarily."
"It's rare that you still think about dad and I will be coming to Beidu in the next two days..."
Ding Anbai smiled and said halfway when he suddenly felt something was wrong and said suspiciously, "No, didn't you take a break two days ago?"
Ding Yi buried his face and said nothing.
And once Ding Anbai started thinking, he could never stop.
If I remember correctly, Xiao Ding left school on June 8th and temporarily stayed in a hotel.
What day is June 8th?
College entrance examination day.
...Who is taking the college entrance examination?
Of course it's that bastard!
Ding Anbai's expression suddenly changed, he hesitated several times, and finally couldn't help but asked: "You are still planning to wait until the martial arts college entrance examination is over, then you have asked for almost ten days of leave?"
Ding Yiyi raised his head and explained: "Although I asked for leave, my daily training has not fallen behind. I just did not participate in the closed training."
"So it's really because of that bastard?" Ding Anbai's face darkened.
Only then did Ding Yi, who realized that he had been taunted, blushed slightly and pursed his lips without speaking.
Ding Anbai understood immediately when he saw this, snorted coldly, and felt a tightness in his chest.
"I think it would be better for you to go back to school early."
Ding Anbai said calmly, "Dean He has not admitted students for ten years, and he made an exception for you this year. You can't waste my hard work."
"Dad." A smile appeared in Ding Yi's cold eyes, "Are you jealous?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? I will be jealous of that kid?!" Ding Anbai raised his voice.
Seeing his father, who had always been strategizing and keeping a straight face, like this, Ding Yi was both amused and a little surprised.
I don't know what's wrong with my father recently. He seems to lose his temper whenever he mentions Shen Qian, which is different from usual.
Ding Yi, who was about to speak again, was suddenly startled because her bracelet vibrated rapidly.
Ding Anbai's phone also rang at the same time. He frowned and glanced at the caller number, then pretended not to care and glanced at Ding Yi, got up and went outside to answer the phone.
Ding Yi was a little surprised when he took the bracelet, because the call was from Lin Xiaoqian.
And Lin Xiaoqian, who had been texting her just now to share the high-level details of the No. 7 Middle School expedition ceremony, why did he call her so soon?
Although it was strange, Ding Yi still answered the phone.
A suppressed but noisy voice came from the other end of the phone, and a loud male voice vaguely echoed, which actually sounded familiar to Ding Yi.
"Xiaoqian, it's too noisy over there, why don't you just send a message?" Ding said with a frown as he held the phone further away.
"Ding Yi, ah ah, I'm going crazy... You will never believe what I saw... Oh my God, how could it be Shen Qian... No, I must be crazy, but it's not right, unless everyone Crazy...ah!"
Lin Xiaoqian's high-pitched scream, which was almost broken, came from the other end of the phone. Ding, who didn't like noisy things, wanted to hang up the phone immediately, but he heard the name "Shen Qian" again.
"What do you think happened to Shen Qian?"
Ding Yi moved closer to the bracelet again, his face condensed, "Did something happen to him?"
"Ah, I don't even know how to explain the situation here to you... Shen Qian is speaking on the podium, my God, there is a TV broadcast, and everyone in the city is watching Shen Qian... It's too magical, no way No, let’s start the video, you must not miss this scene!”
Lin Xiaoqian was still in a relatively excited state and screamed incoherently.
"What video?"
Ding Yi was unusually confused, "Where did Shen Qian... speak?"
Before Ding Yi could ask clearly, Lin Xiaoqian had already hung up the phone and made another video call.
Ding Yi picked up the video, and there was a crowd of people on the opposite side. The background of the video should be the playground of No. 7 Middle School. Then the camera shook and was aimed at the rostrum in the front.
Lin Xiaoqian's hands were shaking a little, which made the viewing experience extremely poor, but Ding Yi still recognized the young man standing on the stage talking.
Ding will be stunned when he gets mad.
"Xiaoqian...what is this?" Ding Yi asked slowly.
Lin Xiaoqian seemed to have not heard Ding Yi's voice, or was immersed in the atmosphere of the scene and did not respond to her.
Ding Yi felt a sense of urgency in his heart.
She shouted twice anxiously, but Lin Xiaoqian still ignored her, and the camera was swinging around, making it impossible for Ding Yi to see clearly.
Soon, Ding Yi calmed down.
She remembered what Lin Xiaoqian said just now.
TV broadcast...
Thinking of something, Ding Yi lifted up the blanket and ran towards the TV. In the process, he even fell down. This was an unbelievable thing for a novice martial artist with physical coordination, but Ding Yi didn't realize it.
She stumbledly turned on the TV and used the remote control to tune to the local TV station in Jingcheng.
The signal was spinning in circles, and Ding Yi's fingers were also twisting.
After a long wait, there was finally a picture on TV.
Ding Yi saw Shen Qian.
Even though he was different from usual today, wearing nice clothes and combing nice hair, Ding Yi was still fixed on him at first sight.
Shen Qian stood in front of the rostrum, holding the microphone with one hand, scanning the crowd below, paused, and then spoke again.
The young man's voice, as clear as a rock, passed through the TV and echoed in the living room.
"...I seem to hear someone asking me if I am from a martial arts family."
"Then you are overthinking."
"I can answer you very honestly, my home...is in a resettlement community in Nancheng."
"My talent is not good. Even half a year ago, I was still debating whether to give up martial arts and study liberal arts."
Shen Qian's words made the scene become noisy, and countless people exclaimed in disbelief.
Ding Yi's bracelet rang again, and it was Lin Xiaoqian who called again. Ding Yi didn't look away from the TV, turned on the speakerphone and put the bracelet aside.
Lin Xiaoqian finally regained some of her thinking and started chattering to Ding Yi about what happened today.
Ding Yi sat on the carpet with his legs in his arms, listening to Lin Xiaoqian's story in a daze, while the young man's speech continued.
"Defeat Wang Shuo?"
"...It doesn't count. In fact, I didn't even know he was Wang Shuo at the time, so I just slapped him lightly a few times."
"What I have achieved today is all due to my hard work and hard work."
Shen Qian said seriously.
"Talent is never the most important thing."
"But, have you really faced up to your potential and used it reasonably?"
"Just work hard and leave the rest to God."
"Perhaps one day when Thousand Sails has passed, you will look back on the past and realize that you have reached the end without knowing it. On the way here, there were just some chickens and dogs, vulnerable to a blow!"
"With me, Jingcheng will never decline!"
…
Ding Anbai stood at the door of the bedroom, staring at the high-spirited young man on the TV with complicated eyes.
Has this day finally come?
Ding Anbai prided himself on being extremely intelligent, but he misjudged Shen Qian. After what happened last time, he realized that this young man was not simple.
However, he obviously still underestimated the other party.
Ding Anbai glanced at Ding Yi, who was sitting on the ground. She raised her head, and her delicate side face was filled with a smile that couldn't be concealed.
It had probably been many years since Ding Anbai had seen her so happy.
Ding Yi didn't even notice Ding Anbai returning. Her eyes were always staring at the boy on the TV. Her usually cold eyes were as bright as stars at this moment.
Ding Anbai felt that the day of "social death" was getting closer.
Recently, he kept dreaming about the embarrassing scene of Shen Qian knocking on his door, holding a gift, shouting "Hello, Uncle" and then pointing at him in surprise, "So you are XX, no wonder you were XXX before"...
"What a sin!"
Ding Anbai shuddered when he thought that this kind of scene could happen at any time.
"Ahem!"
Seeing that Shen Qian had already stepped down, but Ding Yi was still clenching his chin in a daze, Lao Ding finally couldn't stand it anymore and coughed hard several times.
"Dad, Shen Qian, he..."
As soon as Ding came back to his senses, he stood up with some excitement, wanting to share this very unreal surprise with Ding Anbai.
"I know." Ding Anbai didn't want to talk to Shen Qian, so he subconsciously stopped Ding Yi.
"You know?" Ding Yiyi was stunned, "How could you..."
"Ahem, I just found out about it just now." Ding Anbai quickly added, "Well, I'm quite surprised too..."
"Dad, do you think I'm dreaming?" Ding Yi suddenly panicked again, and his face turned a little pale, "Actually, this is all my imagination..."
"Xiao Yi!" Ding Anbai felt distressed and quickly said in a deep voice, "This is not a dream, that kid... did turn over."
Ding Yi confirmed it again before feeling relieved.
Ding Anbai couldn't help but hum, "Since he can defeat even Wang Shuo, it's not easy to enter Beiwu. Now you can go to training with peace of mind, right?"
"Yeah." Ding nodded with a blush on his face.
Although what she wanted to do most now was to fly back to Jingcheng, the remaining trace of reason told her that there was no need to rush.
He will come.
He will definitely come.
…
On the bus, Shen Qian sat alone in the first row, looking at the rapidly fading street scene outside the window, still feeling a little upset.
Although he was not too nervous, it was his first time to experience such a big scene, and it took a while for his inner turmoil to gradually calm down.
He could feel the stares from behind, which made Shen Qian, who suddenly became a celebrity, uncomfortable.
Fortunately, because he was in a hurry, the students were allowed to get on the bus without leaving much room for discussion after the ceremony. Otherwise, Shen Qian would not have known how to deal with so many people's "cross-examinations."
The people in Class 109 were completely crazy, so in order to avoid harassment, Shen Qian took advantage of the chaos and slipped onto another bus.
This bus was filled with students from No. 7 Middle School from other classes. Because they were not familiar with Shen Qian, and Shen Qian's cold expression was quite adequate, not many people came up to ask Shen Qian anything...
Well, except for a bolder girl who came over and asked for Shen Qian’s contact information.
It was quiet at this time, and Shen Qian took out his bracelet and began to check the "99+" unread text messages and missed calls.
Many of the people in the address book were people whom Shen Qian didn't know or had no impression of. If they hadn't suddenly sent messages, Shen Qian wouldn't have even realized that he had added these ghosts and monsters.
In comparison, Shen Qian's parents were the calmest. They just complained to Shen Qian that the doorstep of their home was almost broken by neighbors, and some unknown girls came to their door to take pictures.
As for the students in Class 109, they all blamed Shen Qian for suddenly "disappearing", and even more complained that Shen Qian had hidden it from them for so long.
But speaking of it, Shen Qian really didn't hide it on purpose. The problem is that no one believed him when he told the truth before!
Liu Changqing sent a slightly sour text message, to the general effect of reminding his junior brother to "guard against arrogance and impetuosity" and "stay awake" and so on.
Shen Qian had skipped all the jealous nonsense before, but in the end Liu Changqing still said that the fifth senior brother might be in the provincial capital, and gave Shen Qian his contact information. If there was anything that could not be settled, he could be contacted.
In addition, Liu Changqing also mentioned not to trust Chai Haotian too much. He is the Lord of Jingcheng, but he also has his own selfish motives.
Shen Qian also had a vague feeling about this. No one in this world would be nice to anyone without any reason. Chai Haotian must have his own purpose behind his series of actions.
Although it seems that the other party has always been showing favor to Shen Qian.
It's just that today Shen Qian was pushed out unexpectedly, and he still had some resentment towards Chai Haotian in his heart...
Later, Shen Qian learned that Chai Haotian had actually prepared a speech for him and had delivered it to Shen Qian's home this morning. It was probably the courier Wang Xiaojuan mentioned on the phone.
Then again, sometimes people don't know what potential they have until they push themselves.
At least Shen Qian was surprised that there were no mistakes in his improvisation.
The moment he held the microphone, he suddenly had the desire to express himself, and smoothly said what he wanted to say and what Chai Haotian might want him to say.
Finally, Shen Qian saw the message from Ding Yi.
"I'm going to training, and I'll be out of contact for a while...I'll be waiting for you in Beidu."
Just three sentences in total.
Shen Qian was not asked what was going on, but Shen Qian knew that this did not mean that Ding Yi was not curious. The last six words had already expressed everything the other party wanted to say.
When Shen Qian's thoughts were wandering, the bus suddenly stopped.
Shen Qian glanced out the window in surprise.
Jingcheng is to the northwest of Mingcheng, and the bus has just left the south gate of Jingcheng.
"We will meet up with vehicles from other schools here, and then soldiers from the Southwest Army will escort us to Mingcheng."
Huang Tao, who was sitting opposite Shen Qian, saw Shen Qian's doubts and took the initiative to explain.
Shen Qian suddenly realized that the straight-line distance between Mingcheng and Jingcheng on the map was more than two hundred kilometers. It was neither far nor close, but it needed to cross a restricted area. Without military escort, the probability of something happening would have happened based on the strength of each school alone. Extremely high.
The sound of the accelerator roared from far to near. Shen Qian came to the window like other curious students, and then saw hundreds of military armored vehicles emerging from the wind and sand in the sky and stopping at the gate of the city. .
Huang Tao and Zhao Hanhai got out of the car and greeted them together with the principals of other schools.
There were at least a thousand people from the Southwest Army, all dressed in military uniforms. After getting off the car, they lined up neatly in the wind and sand, and there was a sense of momentum in the silence.
The girls were exclaiming how handsome they were, while the boys pointed at the various types of psychic guns they carried, and scolded Fang Qiu based on the knowledge they read in military magazines.
"Judging from their attire, they are very different from ordinary troops. These are definitely elite troops of the Southwest Army. I just don't know which battalion they come from among the three elite battalions of the Southwest Army."
"No matter which battalion they are in, they are very powerful. As long as the word 'elite' is listed on it, even the top soldiers must have the strength of novice warriors or above!"
Shen Qian, who didn't know much about these things, listened to the boys in the car bragging with great interest.
So, if I had agreed to Yu Shousi's promise at that time, I would have had a hundred novice warriors immediately?
It's really a bit cautious when you think about it.
"So strong?" A confused girl exclaimed.
"Hey, the elite troops are more powerful than you think. I heard my grandfather say that with such a thousand-man army, even the strong men of the mountains and seas can only retreat under a combined attack..."
"real or fake?"
"Isn't it possible? Aren't the strong men of Shanhai already able to ignore the difference in numbers?"
Someone who was unconvinced immediately started arguing with that person.
Shen Qian calmly analyzed it and found that it was not impossible. After all, he now knew that the powerful people in Shanhai were equally strong and weak. The weaker Shanhai might not be able to defeat the thousand imposing sergeants standing opposite at the moment. .
The person who led the thousands of warriors was a middle-aged man about forty years old. He saluted the principals who came over and then said something. Shen Qian noticed that Huang Tao, Xu He and others were a little surprised. , but quickly nodded again.
About ten minutes later, Huang Tao returned to the car and said directly to Shen Qian: "We need to readjust the distribution of personnel and vehicles. Shen Qian, you get off the car first, and Director Zhao will take you there."
Although confused, Shen Qian obeyed and got out of the car first.
As expected, Zhao Hanhai was waiting at the door of the car. He nodded to Shen Qian, "Follow me."
Shen Qian followed Zhao Hanhai through the group of vehicles. During this period, he saw some people being called off each bus, but not many.
"Teacher Zhao, why do you need to redistribute vehicles?" Shen Qian asked curiously.
Zhao Hanhai was silent for a while and then said: "For safety."
Shen Qian thought Zhao Hanhai would take him to another bus. When Zhao Hanhai stopped in front of a military armored vehicle, Shen Qian realized that it was not what he thought.
"Go up." Zhao Hanhai pointed to the open car door.
"Teacher Zhao, this..." Shen Qian frowned.
"This is Captain Sun's request." Seeing that Shen Qian was still hesitating, Zhao Hanhai added with a smile, "Don't worry, everyone has to transfer to an armored vehicle. Ordinary buses cannot go through the restricted area."
Seeing that this was not the so-called "privilege", Shen Qian got into the car with peace of mind.
The armored vehicle specially used to transport troops can accommodate about thirty people. Shen Qian was the first to arrive. He picked a seat in the innermost seat and looked out through the small window.
Sure enough, Zhao Hanhai did not lie to him, and other Jingcheng students also got off the bus one after another and boarded the armored vehicle under the guidance of the teacher.
Not long after, another boy with long hair also boarded the armored vehicle where Shen Qian was.
The other party was stunned for a moment when he saw Shen Qian, and then nodded to Shen Qian, who also smiled back.
Seemingly seeing that Shen Qian was not difficult to get along with, the other party simply walked to the seat next to Shen Qian and sat down.
"No. 2 Middle School, Ouyang Fei." The long-haired boy stretched out his hand.
"seven……"
"Hey, stop introducing me. Who doesn't know you now?" Ouyang Fei waved his hand.
Shen Qian could only respond with a silent smile.
"Did you really defeat Wang Shuo?" Ouyang Fei asked curiously, looking familiar.
"Luckily, he was injured at the time." Shen Qian said truthfully.
"That's pretty awesome." Ouyang Fei sighed, "I fought him five times in the past few years and lost all of them. Only once did he survive twenty moves."
Shen Qian glanced at Ouyang Fei, not that he was surprised that the other party exposed his shortcomings, but that he realized that the other party was also a genius.
Can an idler fight against Wang Shuo so many times?
If the gap is too big, I'm afraid Wang Shuo won't even be interested in paying attention.
While the two were talking, seven or eight more people got on the bus one after another. Shen Qian was somewhat surprised to see Ouyang Fei greeting everyone.
"Do you know all these people?" Shen Qian asked in a low voice.
"Most of them are from No. 1 Middle School, and none of them are good. Except for you, everyone has basically fought before. They are all acquaintances." Ouyang Fei replied.
The thirty-seater armored vehicle only held Shen Qian and ten of his students. When Captain Sun, the commander of this thousand-man troop, also got on the passenger seat, and a team with a more impressive aura than ordinary military warriors came up, Shen Qian I probably understand something.
...It turns out that there is no privilege, but this privilege has become more obscure.
It is foreseeable that with the commander of a thousand-man troops present, their armored vehicle must be the vehicle with the highest safety factor.
If Shen Qian guessed correctly, the other nine people should be the nine most talented among Jingcheng's reference students this time.
Shen Qian's mood was a little complicated.
