At the end of August, the noisy chirping of cicadas catches the tail end of summer, the air melts into air waves in the temperature, and the shadows of the trees dance, swaying the splendor of midsummer.

The sun is shining brightly, the sky is high and the clouds are far away, like the blue sea hanging upside down above our heads.

There are white clouds of whales swimming leisurely there.

For many people, what is today?

Perhaps for many people, today is just an ordinary day.

They routinely open their eyes, wake up from bed, wash up, eat, take the subway, go to work, go to the same place, meet the same people, and do the same things.

Life goes on.

Today is also a repeating day.

you,

Are you thinking so?

Ah...

China's General Administration of Supervision of Night Fighting Scenes, commonly known as the Night Bureau.

The bright sunshine shines into the night bureau building through the shadows of the trees in the mountain forest. The huge and spotless glass windows reflect a gentle and bright angle, filling the restaurant with sunlight like a carpet.

By the way...

It was draped all over one shoulder and thrown on the table, as if it was smelling like "I am already a useless person".

At the end of August, for Fangran,

It's the day when school is about to start...

Hurrying slowly, working hard, Fangran finally...

Successfully completed the month-long summer special intensive training ahead of schedule.

It's gratifying, it's gratifying...

"Thank you for your hard work. Congratulations on completing your training. Do you want some donuts?"

According to the external pricing, a cup of coffee would cost about one hundred yuan at the participant restaurant. Qing Ning bit one by herself, picked up another, and looked at Fang Ran, who was slumped on the table and motionless, and couldn't bear it.

She poked him and asked.

Fangran, who naturally drooped his hands and threw himself completely on the table, gave an unclear answer.

"No, Xian Xian."

And please don't poke me with your fingers like you're wondering if the caterpillar is dead.

By the way, the warrior who conquered 10,000 meters, three-dimensional maneuvers and Ola Ola, Fang Ran!

Because the final exam was too difficult, I failed successfully, and then struggled every day to pass through Yesheng's sword array and net, training until the last day of a month of hell training.

Not to mention the sword formations and blockade nets composed of hundreds of qi swords at every turn, which made him have a strong feeling of "Am I playing a 3D version of the barrage game?" and "You really only use

Is three thousand mana worth it?' feeling.

What makes Fangran most desperate is that,

There is no rest on weekends. If you have a rest, it is better to have ulterior motives than to have no rest at all...

But why is Cao Ni Daba’s one-month training calculated as a big month!!!

(╬╯◣д◢)╯︵┻━┻

This must be Brother Suqun's conspiracy, it must be!

Orz...

"Hey, what's the matter? Are you still frustrated because you haven't met Sister Sheng?"

Hua Ling picked up the handle of the enamel teacup and looked at Fangran's unlucky look. For some reason, Hua Ling felt that he was in a particularly happy mood.

"Puff, puff, puff..."

Hey, can you please stop using words that make people misunderstand me as if I'm a pervert...

Fang Ran didn't know how to respond to these two beauties, one older and one younger, so he could only roll his eyes silently in his mind and make a series of unclear sounds.

"What is this, a personal magic spell..."

Hua Ling looked at Fang Ran who answered him in this way speechlessly, and Qing Ning was also biting a donut. Although it was not an underground training ground at this moment, the situation had not changed much. The two of them were still silently watching Fang Ran.

.

"Um...Sister Hua Ling...why did you call me here...don't you need to train this afternoon..."

Fangran only moved his neck with a look of sorrow on his face, and changed from a salty fish throwing himself on the street to a salty fish looking up at Hua Ling and asking.

By the way, if today is not counted according to the goddamn month and thirty-one days, can we let the baby go out to buy a ticket and take the bus back to school...

Damn... When I think about going to school after a holiday without playing anything, I suddenly feel that this world is not worth it...

"Oh, you really want to train, don't you have some other agenda?"

Hua Ling's beautiful eyes with long eyelashes turned, looked at Fang Ran and chuckled.

Fangran (?_?) put on a poker face

We can have a good chat...

Seeing the amused and bored look on his face, Hua Ling played with the pattern on the tea cup and said with slightly lowered eyes:

"Of course I have other things to do when I asked you to come here. After all, you really don't have any self-consciousness yourself?"

"Self-consciousness? What self-consciousness?"

In recent years, it has been particularly easy to become a black person. Is the high-risk profession of magical girl still in danger of life?

Fangran looked confused and blinked his eyes in confusion.

Li Ning next to him had just finished a donut, took a sip of fruit tea, glanced at Fang Ran and reminded:

"Supernova."

Fang Ran: "..."

I...

I.....

All right,

If you didn't tell me, I would have almost forgotten about it...

Because I train from morning to night every day, things that obviously happened before suddenly become very easy to forget.

There was no way, Fangran felt that if anyone else was so exhausted every day, he wouldn't be able to remember what he did a month ago.

"Although it's not you, and your senses may not be that strong, the Night Pearl incident really shocked the night war world."

Hua Ling also put down the enamel tea cup in her hand, but still looked at it and said, Hua Ling also had a sense of beauty that was not inferior to others in this look, but Fangran was completely speechless by her words.

Although that's not me...

One night, Crow secretly sweated in his heart.

"The outside world's perception now is that you, Ye Ju Fangran, were the one who faced off against the A-level night weapon that night and saved the Night Pearl. Do you know what this means?"

Speaking of this, Hua Ling also sighed slightly, and then asked Xiang Fangran.

"Um...a lot of trouble...?"

Fangran hesitated for a moment and answered uncertainly.

“A very accurate summary.”

Hua Ling relaxed her body and leaned back in the chair, rubbing her brows, as if she had recalled something. Even with the help of another family, she still had an outrageous amount of official duties at that time.

"To be specific, it's the troubles of invasion, espionage, ulterior motives, bad intentions, perceived crisis, and perceived threats."

This time, it was Qing Ning who gave Fangran a rough explanation.

"So, it's roughly these things that you summarized as a lot of troubles and headaches. Then again,"

Hua Ling spread his hands and nodded in affirmation. In fact, apart from Su Qun, who was always in the capital, he, Su Qun, Magician, Qing Ning, and Fang Shu did not come to the capital this summer on a whim.

Of course, Hualing would not tell Fangran this.

After explaining what could be explained, she looked at Fangran and asked a question.

"Then do you feel these troubles?"

Do you feel it?

Fangran was still confused, and then fell silent slightly. Indeed, he had been training in the night game during this period. He had no idea about any troubles or abnormalities.

So when Hua Ling asked this question, he suddenly felt enlightened.

"without."

Sitting up straight, Fangran replied with a slightly wry smile.
To be continued...