Zhou Shu was beaten up by his brother, so he could only put down his butcher knife and become a dog. He lay back to the bed with a weak head and head, and continued to watch his sleeping nephew on the handrail of the hospital bed.

"It's not that serious. Si Jun's dog comparison is just lying to you so that you can ask him. Isn't this kind of blood good to drink when I was a child? In ancient times, there was no anticoagulant, and my ancestors all drank raw blood. They were so weak that they had to drink pasteurized blood."

The foreign devils are weak in physique.

When Xia Yuzhou thought about it, it seemed that this was the case.

The first time I realized that Si Jun was in poor health was when I was rehearsing at the activity center.

The sword dance program of the Cultural Festival is particularly troublesome. Not only does Xia Yuzhou have to play swords, but also dance with accompaniment. The leader of the group means that when walking in the world, he must be considered a hero and knight. So he grabbed twelve beautiful girls from the dance troupe and wore water-sleeved horse-faced skirts for him to dance with.

Xia Yuzhou expressed his brain pain to this idea, but because he refused to participate in the Cultural Festival, he couldn't help but feel short of breath when facing the fake crying and tragic leader.

"Bang!" The prop sword hung on the long sleeve of the leader Wu again. Xia Yuzhou was afraid of hurting her, so he could only let go and let the sword be rolled up by the sleeve and swung three feet away.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm hitting you again." The leading dance girl said apologetically.

"It's okay," Xia Yuzhou wiped his face, his hands were covered in sweat, "Let's practice for a while."

The weather was hot, and there was no air conditioner in the dance studio. Xia Yuzhou pulled his sweaty long-sleeved shirt so hot that he didn't want to say a word. The girls were energetic and didn't feel hot yet, so they came over to chat with him.

"Xia Yuzhou, your sword is so beautiful. Have you ever won the award before?"

"Your level is higher than that of our provincial martial arts team. Are you a sports specialty student?"

"No wonder I have such a good figure, it turns out that I have a special body."

Hey? I got into the exam in real time and didn’t have any extra points in sports. Why did I feel so good? This is a humiliation for a vampire studying hard for twelve years.

Seeing that he stopped talking, the rumors spread. Xia Yuzhou put his blood teeth into the trough and said lazily: "It's not a physical special, it's a family-born martial art."

The lips and teeth are not moved, and the sticky ones are not intimidating. Not only does it stop the girls from talking about the discussion, it causes more noise.

"Wow! Are there any martial arts families?"

"Will you show us something else?"

"The male protagonist in the fairy tale drama recently came from a martial arts family and his actions were very good."

The chirping sounds merged into each other and turned into the cicadas under the scorching sun. It was suffocating.

"Okay, okay, aunts, I'll buy you drinks. What do you want to drink?" Xia Yuzhou stood up and raised his hands to beg for mercy.

There is a milk tea shop on the second floor of the activity center, but the variety is relatively single, and everyone asked for signature milk tea and ice. Xia Yuzhou responded and took his wallet to walk to the second floor.

The second floor is air conditioned, and the air conditioning that hits people feel refreshed. As soon as I climbed the stairs, I heard the sound of piano coming from the piano room. It was chirping, like a stream on the mountain gurgling out of the cracks of the cliffs, ethereal and smooth.

Xia Yuzhou has learned a little piano and can hear the superb skills. But this song is too suitable - "Adilina by the Water" and various coffee shops, Western restaurants, and on-board radios, so that people on the entire second floor did not realize that it was the sound of the piano in the piano room, not the sound of the milk tea shop.

This person is really interesting. He practiced the piano and also gave the milk tea shop music.

Xia Yuzhou suddenly became curious and looked inside by the door of the piano room.

There are various musical instruments sponsored by the school in the piano room, and in the middle is a grand piano. This piano is regarded as a storefront by the art troupe. If there are large-scale activities, it will inevitably be carried to the temple. Usually, students are basically not allowed to move, and if they want to practice the piano, they can only play the vertical one in the corner.

In the words of the leader, "Your claws are not worthy of touching my queen."

Now, the Empress, the leader of the group, is being flirted with a pair of slender claws. The owner of the claws is the only pianist in this school who is qualified to touch the Empress casually - Si Jun.

Si Jun was still wearing a white shirt and a delicate black bow tie. It was obviously a messy school piano room, but he was playing the momentum of a golden music hall.

As if he noticed someone was peeping, Si Jun turned around and looked over. His hands kept moving, and the music continued. He just changed from "Adelina by the Water" to "summer" and nodded slightly to him.

Xia Yuzhou was stunned for a moment, amused by this interesting way of greeting, so he simply said hello: "Yo, classmate Si, you are practicing piano. I'm going to buy something to drink, what do you want to bring you a cup."

Si Jun stopped and played: "Do you want to invite me for tea?"

Xia Yuzhou grinned: "Well, you invited me last time, and I will treat you this time. Which one do you want for mint ice water, lemon ice water, and silky milk tea?"

Si Jun: "Red date tea, thank you."

Xia Yuzhou has bought ice water countless times in this milk tea shop. The first time I know there are some things like hot red date tea that are healthy.

"Is it bought for my girlfriend? The guy is so considerate." The aunt from the milk tea shop said with a smile.

Xia Yuzhou was unclear, so he realized after a while that girls liked to drink hot red date tea during their special period. Thinking of Si Jun's noble handsome face, he couldn't help laughing out loud: "Haha, yes, he is weak, so he has to drink warmer."

He was just rushing to escape from the dance studio and forgetting the actual situation. When thirteen drinks were placed in front of him, Xia Yuzhou was stunned. He only regretted that he was not Nezha, and could not change his three heads and six arms, and his two hands were not enough to hold them. As a last resort, he had to ask Si Jun for help.

The expensive, only qualified to touch the Queen's hand, the piano master, was hooked by Xia Yuzhou with six cups of milk tea plastic bags.

The girls who were playing in the dance studio immediately ran over when they saw Xia Yuzhou coming back, and then they saw Si Junshi behind him.

"Si...Si Jun?"

The handsome and upright pianist, who was holding cheap pigmented milk tea in his hand, seemed to be carrying the dewdrop roses that had just been picked from the garden, could not destroy his noble elegance. The moment he stepped in, the temperature in the room dropped consciously, and the girls who were originally joking loudly also began to whisper.

"Come on, take the milk tea yourself." Xia Yuzhou put down the things in his hand, took them together in Si Jun's hand, and let the girls take them.

"Oh, red date tea," the leading girl found one of the unique cups and immediately picked it up, "I want to drink this."

Si Jun pursed his lips slightly and whispered to Xia Yuzhou: "I'll go up first, I'll lose my companion."

"Oh, your tea," Xia Yuzhou called him, turned around and saw that the red date tea was held in his hand by someone else, and reached out to take it away lightly, "Sorry, this was ordered by someone else."

"But I want to drink this." The leading dance girl looked at Xia Yuzhou with some grievance.

"I just asked you to order, but if you don't order, how can you steal someone else's?" Xia Yuzhou didn't care about the beauty and handed the hot tea in his hand to Si Jun, "You."

At that moment, Xia Yuzhou was convinced that he saw the light in Si Jun's eyes, looking very happy. I thought I really couldn't drink ice drinks, and I was embarrassed to compete with the girl.

A big man cannot drink ice.

Since then, Xia Yuzhou has been unable to help paying attention to Si Jun's physical condition. Every time he went to class on Tuesday, he would bring an extra breakfast, hoping to help Si, who is weak and picky in food.

...

"Western species are indeed weak," Xia Yuzhou touched his chin. It is estimated that Si Jun had to burn the pasteurized blood in warm water to prevent it from being too cold. "But the child is also weak now. I looked at the immune indicators and it was indeed too low. It is a bit dangerous to drink blood."

"You are a Chinese-style parent now. You are worried a few times and have to buy imported milk powder." Zhou Shu curled his lips, opened his eldest nephew's mouth, and pinched the two little tiger teeth to see if it was loose.

"Ding Ding Ding--" the phone rang, He Yu called.

Xia Yuzhou glanced at his younger brother. If Zhou Shu did not agree to join, the matter of the Blood Alliance would be abandoned. However, the relevant questions still need to be asked clearly: "Senior, I have something to ask you."

On the other side, Chen Mo, who had not woken up any man-made noise, was awakened by the ringtone of his cell phone. He opened his big black eyes and looked at the red-haired young man who was leaning against the bed and staring at him.

"Baby, I'm your uncle!" Zhou Shu leaned closer and showed his two pointed fangs excitedly. It didn't look like hello at all, but it seemed like he wanted to eat a child.

Chen Mo looked at him curiously for three seconds: "Tree?"

Tree is Zhou Shu's game code name. When Zhou Shu heard this kind name, he was surprised: "Do you know me?"

I heard that this child has always been treated as a genius training and participated in various competitions, and there is no entertainment at all. How could he pay attention to him, an e-sports person?

Seeing that he had admitted his mistake, Chen Mo was a little happy and sat up and explained: "I've seen your data and videos from last season."

To be precise, I watched it in the "Brain of God". During the semi-finals, one of them was a shorthand. A edited video of 32 games last season was given, corresponding to the data table for the entire season, and required a limited time accurate memory.

There are two teams in each game, with five people in each team. That is, 32 games, 64 team data, and 320 player data. Remember everything in a short time, then set questions, select videos of one of the games, click on a designated person, and tell all the data of this person in this game.

Chen Mo was a little excited when he remembered that game: "The question I picked is to ask you, and I will play against LR. The data in that game is very special. You usually kill the highest, but that game is even more powerful. My opponent remembers it wrong. He stereotyped that you think you have more kills and reversed the two numbers."

When Chen Mo recited the data of Tree word by word, and accurately reached the two decimal places, Zhou Shu's eyes had already reached the maximum.

Senior He's gentle and gentle voice on the phone was suddenly overwhelmed by a roar.
Chapter completed!