At 4 o'clock in the morning on August 20, 2008, Peking University, Second Gymnasium, Basketball Hall.
The dim light flows into the venue from the window, bypassing the young man's upright figure, and casting a shadow on the floor)
Although he was in a basketball gym, and the boy's basketball level was pretty good, what he had in his hands at this moment was not a basketball, but a long, cold ball.
The sword is two to six inches long. Judging from the appearance, the sword is not any traditional Chinese sword, but more like a Japanese sword.
There is no blade on the knife, but the ripples on the blade are like the flash of electric light. The blade pattern is called "rice wife", which is caused by an ancient forging process. When the sun shines, it shines brightly.
Chu Zihang's upper body was bare, and his hands were tightly locked on the handle of the knife like a pair of old pliers. His strong muscles were exposed to the air. The long knife was raised and lowered with his movements, and it actually made a whistling sound. .
Maang Chu Zihang doesn't know many tricks and routines. He has only practiced three movements: chopping, slashing, and stabbing. It would be a bit redundant to let professionals evaluate it, even if he has just started learning sword skills. Children also know that there are eight basic movements in swordsmanship: "picking, piercing, intercepting, blocking, breaking, chopping, wiping, belting, and wrapping."
But Chu Zi seemed to be a machine. The only things he could repeat over and over again were chops, slashes, and straight thrusts. His movements were clean and neat, without any sloppiness.
With only three short movements, he managed to create a fierce and vigorous style, returning to his original nature.
Chu Zihang's figure is well-proportioned and healthy, his muscles look tight and strong, and his physical strength is excellent. Although he doesn't know how long he has been practicing here, he has only shed a thin layer of sweat.
The sun gradually rose and its brilliance fell. Chu Zihang closed his eyes against the sun and swung the last knife. The silver-white knife light flashed away in the golden sunlight. The blade seemed to break the sunlight into two sides. The tip of the knife fell steadily. Stopping without shaking at all, Chu Zihang still had a surplus of physical strength, but today's time and training volume had already been reached.
Chu Zihang's daily routine is like that of a robot. He will set a fixed time for everything, including the time to walk from the dormitory to the basketball court every day, how many steps to take in between, and how long the interval between each step is.
Chu Zihang put down his posture, but with the sword in his hand, he didn't do anything, he just stood there, a soldier ready to rush to the battlefield at any time.
The white mist evaporates from the body, and then is contracted into the body by the pores.
This is not the Six Immortal Thieves, but a Qi-Naking Technique modified by Gu Bei based on the Liuku Immortal Thieves. It can mobilize the pores to absorb everything around and convert it into Qi. It can be regarded as a kind of body-building technique.
Xia Mi jumped up to Chu Zihang holding her shirt and coat, skillfully handed over the water bottle and towel, and looked at Chu Zihang with twinkling eyes, just like she did in Shilan Middle School.
Chu Zihang suddenly felt a little dazed.
His memory of Xia Mi had recovered somewhat, but it didn't seem to have recovered. To him, the memory was more like watching other people's stories in the third person, or observing the scenery in the room through the glass.
Always vague and unclear.
He knew that there was a cheerleader wearing a purple skirt and white high-heeled boots, with a high ponytail, and makeup with sparkling sequins on her eyelids. Her eyes were so bright that they drowned out the bright reflections. .
The brother who played guard poked Chu Hang's waist with his elbow and said, "That girl is looking at you, that girl is looking at you."
There is also the big sycamore tree that covers the sky. The cicadas outside are chirping vigorously. A cool breeze flows in the hut under the tree. His pen rustles on the paper. Behind him is a silent dance of color. goose spinning.
There was also the stupid little turtle in the aquarium, and the stupid uncle who taught it how to swim while wearing a turtle shell. The leader of the dance troupe pointed at the turtle's little tail through the glass and laughed.
There was also the somewhat dull Irish musical film Once. There were only him and the cheerleader in the huge screening room. The light and shadow changed on their faces. The cheerleader was so quiet that I didn’t know if he had fallen asleep...
He recalled everything, but it felt like he was watching a movie. He could never put himself into it, and he couldn't regard Xia Mi as a cheerleader with a high ponytail.
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In the story, Chu Zihang felt that he was not like the protagonist, but more like the black jacket that the protagonist had been wearing all the time. Xia Mi was not the heroine, but a hairband that the heroine had never changed.
That kind of detachment from reality gave Chu Zihang a feeling of nothingness, even though Xia Mi actually appeared beside him and handed him the hair and water bottle skillfully, even though this scene had been repeated for a year.
Yes, one year.
It has been a full year since Chu Zihang transferred to another school and entered the preparatory class. Chu Zihang also asked for leave to go home and see his parents during the process.
However, he didn't see his working father. He only saw his unreliable mother and her little sisters who had just finished a party on the sofa.
As for Gu Bei...
Don't think about it. It is estimated that no one in the world except Eri Yi knows where he is. If you want to contact him, you must first see if he has left the no-man's land and then successfully connected to the mobile phone signal.
At most, Chu Zi returned to Peking University as soon as he saw Lu Mingfei.
The work in the preparatory class was boring. The daily process consisted of homework, tests and project discussions in and after class. There was no slap-in-the-face drama that Gu Bei had told him, and everyone got along well with each other.
Of course, it may also be because Chu Zihang’s face is so handsome that he is not easy to mess with at first glance)
After all, the mixed-race's appearance and pedigree hook, and bloodline and strength hook.
In the mixed-race world, handsome = strong.
When Gu Bei and Chu Zihang heard this conclusion on the phone, they cursed on the phone and said that they were desperate for this face-based world and vowed to destroy Qu's world.
Then we turned around and entered Lop Nur, fulfilling our wish to cross the no-man’s land on foot.
Chu Zihang didn't express any opinions on this, because he was the commander-in-chief and a vested interest.
In addition to additional study activities, Chu's daily fixed activities include exercising, eating, playing basketball, and sleeping.
Except when sleeping, he always has a little tail hanging behind him.
It can be said that he just barely slept... Bah, it can be said that the person who has accompanied Chu Zihang the most in this year is not his mother who is related by blood, nor his father who has a rich family, nor his elusive brother, but Xia Mi.
Apart from part-time job, classes and sleeping time, Xia Mi's job is to follow Chu Zihang.
Chu Zihang's feelings for Xia Mi are mixed.
At first, he was confused and searching, but then he saw the difficulty of accepting and resisting after Xia Mi regained his memory, and now he is gradually getting used to it.
A girl who was suspected of being the Dragon King had unknowingly become a part of his life.
Chu Zihang's heart has never been as cold as his face. Even if Gu Bei always jokingly calls him cold noodles, the most Chu Hang can do is eat a few more grilled cold noodles with an expressionless face.
He can kill Deadpool and others without expression, but for ordinary people, people around him, and people who are kind to him, the trust that Chu Zihang entrusts to him is also unimaginable.
Perhaps when Gu Bei got the blood sample he sent and informed him that Xia Mi was the Dragon King, Chu Zi hesitated whether to kill Xia Mi or not.
But the considerate Gu Bei told him a story about Old Tang Hotun.
Chu Zihang muttered: "That's different."
Gu Bei on the other end of the phone spread his hands: "What's different?"
"Lao Tang is Lao Tang, and Norton is Norton."
"You mean, Xia Mi himself is the Dragon King, so there is no possibility of possessing human nature?"
"..."
"Brother, have you ever thought about what this means?"
"..."
"Brother, love... okay, this word is a bit heavy. Do you like her?"
"..."
"Brother, are you ready?"
"Isn't it possible for dragon nature and human nature to coexist compatiblely?"
Chu Zihang suddenly said something that probably wouldn't be as long as what he said in half a year.
Gu Bei's voice paused: "Then what do you think is different?
This was not the first time that Chu Zihang was shut up by Gu, but when asked like this, he had nothing to say (this chapter is not finished yet!)
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precedent.
The two people were speechless on both ends of the phone until Gu Bei left the last words and hung up the phone.
"Don't worry. If you make up your mind, I have nothing to say. Just go through all the thorns in your love journey, and I will help you get through it."
Chu Zihang looked at his phone and was speechless for a long time.
The cold touch made Chu Zi's thoughts stagnant. He blinked, separated from the memories and looked down, and saw a green-white hand falling on his abdominal muscles.
"Xiaya."
"Um?"
"What are you doing?"
"I'm in your abs."
"..."
“Hey hehe(??﹃??)”
"Why?"
"Because I want to touch??.??????"
Zihang suddenly felt as if the beautiful girl in front of him had turned into Lu Mingfei, Fingel or Gu Bei.
Ruthlessly knocking off the little hands that were moving around his abdomen, Chu Zihang took his shirt and jacket from Xia Mi's hands and put them on.
Chu Zi glanced at the phone: "Don't make trouble, it's almost time, we should set off."
After saying that, Chu Zihang stuffed Murasame into the tennis ball, turned around and left the basketball hall.
Xia Mi nodded like a bell, her ponytail swaying to keep up.
"Senior brother, is the Senior Gu you are going to pick up, the Senior Gu who is one level younger than you?"
"Well, you know him?"
"I don't know him, but I've heard that there's a big guy in the school who has a serious job before he graduates. I've heard from my friends that he's very strong."
"Yeah."
"Yeah, I heard it's still in the medical industry, it's very powerful."
"Actually, that hospital is my family's private hospital."
"Huh? Is this true? Senior brother, you arranged it for the senior?"
"No."
"Then it's still very powerful, relying on yourself..."
"He is my father's godson."
"It turns out to be the evil Sekito!"
"Um."
"How can I fix it? I also want a rich dad."
"Actually... it doesn't matter if you have money. I would rather my father be a driver."
"Senior brother, are you pretending?"
"No, it's just the truth."
"You deserve to die!"
"???"
"Also, are you jealous because you worked so hard to demolish Senior Gu just now?"
"I don't."
"You have!"
"I don't."
"You have!"
"No."
"You're blushing, you are!"
"I don't."
"No!"
"I have... No, I haven't..."
"Hahaha, you admit it, you are jealous..."
The words gradually faded away, and the laughter like silver bells floated into the huge campus and disappeared.
Beijing South Railway Station (opened to high-speed rail service on August 1, 2008, is the first high-speed rail station in the country).
The steel behemoth stopped slowly, and people were bustling about it. The behemoth's mouth came out, and then it took advantage of the crowd to check in and leave the station)
The young man was dressed in a gray-brown adventure suit and was carrying a worn-out canvas bag that had gone through many vicissitudes of life. Behind him was a man with a frown and a rather happy-looking appearance.
The young man did not rush to follow the crowd and leave, but opened his arms and took a deep breath of fresh air.
The man behind him acted exactly like him.
"Ah, after staying in Shennongjia for more than half a month, I finally returned to my current city!"
Gu Bei strongly agreed with Lao Tang's statement: "But when it comes to air quality, Shennongjia is better."
"really."
Yes, the boy and the man were Gu Bei and Old Tang.
Gu Bei let out a sigh of relief and looked at the Jingcheng South sign on the station, thoughts racing through his mind.
One year later, he still has one last wish, and he has fulfilled his original promise.
With a wave of his hand, a (this chapter is not finished yet!)
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A black shadow appeared in Gu Bei's hand. The black shadow was only the size of a palm. The shadow stopped in Bei's hand. Gu Bei stretched out his hand to hold it up and pointed at the stop sign with his other hand: "Brother Du, look, the capital has arrived."
The shadow that was almost transparent turned a little darker, and he shook it, as if urging something.
Gu Bei consoled him: "Don't worry, I will help you when Old Tang and I settle down."
After hearing Gu Bei's words, the black shadow finally calmed down and returned to his half-dead look.
Gu Bei sighed and returned the black shadow to the sea of consciousness.
Old Tang watched the whole process, and a huge shadow came out from behind Old Tang. The black shadow was bigger and more solid than the one Gu Bei took out. A big short was lying on Old Tang's shoulder, shouting. The ground gave orders: "Hey, that boy, hurry up and find a place to live, and then serve him well and well."
Gu Bei raised his hands with a smile and slapped the dragon's head: "Norton, please understand your current situation. You are a detained spirit, not a god. If you dare to act like a monster, I will send you to your dear father." "
The father of the King of Bronze and Fire, the Black King Nidhogg, has been cold for thousands of years, and it is unclear whether his soul remains.
Norton muttered a few words and got into Old Tang's body.
"Old Tang, you too, don't spoil him all the time. The two-thousand-year-old dragon is like a child who hasn't grown up."
Gu Bei and Old Tang walked out with their bags on their backs. Gu Bei rambled on while Old Tang laughed awkwardly on the sidelines. As for whether he heard it or not, he still had to say something.
Gu Bei's mouth felt dry as he spoke. He took out a bottle of water from his bag to moisten his throat. He raised his head and looked around: "Didn't Senior Brother say he was coming to pick us up?"
Old Tang also looked around: "Is it that one?"
"Which one?"
Gu Bei turned his head and saw the handsome men and women in the crowd at a glance, no...
There's something wrong with that woman...
Norton popped up again, with humanized shock and astonishment on his head: "I'm crazy! Yemenga!?"
Gu Bei curled his lips, feeling that his Dragon King System seemed to be acting up again.
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