On the other side, Lin Jian didn't have any objections to Bailishi's bragging, but if you're pretending, don't take me with you.
He seemed to have an ominous premonition.
"I heard that you didn't sleep well last night and ran downstairs to risk your life..." Li'er's tone seemed different from usual.
It was obviously a simple greeting, but it made Lin Jian feel a little numb. Why? The yandere tone made him feel like he was in reality.
Lin Jian twitched the corner of his mouth and said stiffly: "No... no, I was just planning to try the trick yesterday, but I accidentally ran into a kid."
"And after that……"
"It will be easy after that. That brat is not as exaggerated as he said. I can do it with one move of the Holy Sword, but it's not even enough for me to hit."
"Yeah..." Xi Li'er was dubious. After all, she didn't know the real strength of the kid, nor did she know the power of the holy sword.
Lin Jian sighed secretly. He always felt that Li'er was worried about him. It might be an illusion, but he still subconsciously described the scene last night in a more relaxed way to dispel Li'er's worries.
"No, see you, if I hadn't arrived in time, you and that brat would have had to talk to each other heart-to-heart."
Lin Jian had calculated everything, but he didn't expect that the honest and humble Xiao Ke would expose him. He obviously couldn't speak at such a time!
But when he saw the evil smile of his deskmate Fan Yuerong, he finally understood that this guy definitely didn't teach him well.
On the contrary, Ji Kechen believed Sister Fan's words. This was a great opportunity to warm up the relationship and provide an assist.
"Lin Jian!"
"Hey..." Lin Jian lowered his head like the little servant and responded quickly. His aura was so terrifying that some people thought he had done something evil.
Xi Li'er didn't continue to blame him, but turned her head away and didn't want to talk to him anymore.
"I was wrong." Lin Jian apologized decisively.
"What's wrong?" I...I don't know. Lin Jian was confused on the spot. What's wrong? What is this?
An idea flashed in my mind to deal with it. Integrity is the best source of communication between both parties.
"My fault was that I deceived you and concealed the truth."
"No, you were wrong because you shouldn't have done such a dangerous thing..." Xi Li'er's voice weakened obviously. This soft voice and the look of tears in her eyes made Lin Jian feel guilty.
There was no way to know his guilt, but just seeing this face made him soften his heart.
During the lunch break, Lin Jian went to the milk tea shop in the school with Li'er alone. After spending the whole afternoon together, he was back to normal. Of course, Xi Li'er didn't seem to blame him much. She just acted like an adult scolding a child and stopped letting him do dangerous things.
thing.
Class group, Han Lu sent a notice.
"Han Lu: @All members, please arrive at the training camp before 4 o'clock."
"Liang Zishu: @汉鲁, where is the teacher training camp?"
It was just after three o'clock, and all the students in the class were already sitting there waiting for the afternoon to end.
That's good, because I'm suddenly going to some kind of intensive training camp.
Liang Zishu asked about the location on behalf of everyone. If it was far away, the fun would be over if we didn’t make it there.
Han Lu did not respond until Lin Jian came out.
"Han Lu: @林见, the map has been sent to your ghost-killing team leader. The sooner the better. The training ground is hard-won."
"Captain of the Ghost Slayer Team..." Although the title was cute, Lin Jian always felt that Han Lu was warning them not to try to go against the ghost master, as all their actions would not escape the ghost master's eyes.
According to the map sent privately by Han Lu, Lin Jian found out that this was the basement of this teaching building. It was so mysterious and even a training camp.
He posted the map to the class group where Han Lu was not present for everyone's reference. In fact, the main purpose was that he did not want to be the leader of the team.
This is the principle of shooting first, and it is better to keep a low profile.
The basement was on the -1st floor, and the door was unlocked. Liang Zishu led everyone deep into the so-called concentrated training camp.
Lin Jian signed up for the kendo club when he was a freshman in high school, and of course he knew that this basement was the gathering place for the club. However, there were only 10 people including him who signed up for the kendo club at that time.
The most exciting ones are naturally the basketball, volleyball, table tennis, hip-hop and other interesting activity clubs. Their kendo club only occupies a small area of less than 10 square meters.
"It looks like it has been remodeled." The signs of various clubs have long since disappeared, replaced by plaques with the names of each class.
Each class has a fixed area. Class 6 is sandwiched between Classes 5 and 7. Listening to the voices of the teams on both sides, it feels a bit stressful.
Han Lu wore a set of purple tights, dispersed all the students in the class, and said that everyone could practice the various sword styles they had learned in the designated area.
I also seriously emphasized that you should not go downstairs privately in the middle of the night to find ghosts to practice... I won’t tell you the connotation.
"I found that there are obviously not as many people in other classes as in our class," said Suo Rongliang, who was holding a drawing board and describing the scene in the concentration training camp.
Suo Rongliang is one of the narcolepsy addicts in the class, but compared to other narcolepsy addicts, another major feature of him is his first-class painting skills. He can draw everything and it is very realistic. I heard that the pictures of 18j girls he drew are very popular.
…
The short-haired silver-haired woman standing next to him, Jiang Cai, said in a deep voice: "After all, no one in our class died during the zombie craze, and some of the other classes died."
Du Shitao: "Besides, there are so many people in our class that we can't even fit in this small space."
Lei Mingjie: "Can't you tell me how to release weapons? Why are we practicing unarmed?"
Lei Mingjie hit the nail on the head. Although it is a concentrated training camp, it is much more interesting than sitting in class, but for those of them who have not yet awakened their profession, isn't it just a waste of time...
Bailishi practiced marksmanship alone. The centralized training camp had a spiritual target made by a ghost master, which was specially used for training gunners in the class.
Class, oh no... It should be said that the whole school seems to think that he is a gun-player. He is the only one who practices with five targets. Of course, he is surrounded by fans from all classes.
Wang Jiehao practiced swordsmanship alone, without learning any moves. He just slashed at the air while his younger brothers Peng Shuai and Wang Jiehao applauded perfunctorily.
Ji Kechen covered his eyes with a white cloth and asked Long Xiaohu to throw stabbing objects made of spiritual power at him. Assassins are not born with dexterity, most of them rely on Ji Kechen's acquired training.
Lin Jian and Jing Yi competed in swordsmanship. Jing Yi took the initiative and Lin Jian did not refuse.
Xi Li'er and Li Shiyin sat in the stands watching.
"Li'er, listen to this song, it's very suitable as a love song to express love." Li Shiyin gave one of the headphones plugged into her cell phone to Xi Li'er.
Xi Lier took her earphones and put it on one of her ears.
"The melody is very beautiful. What's wrong, Yin Yin? Who are you trying to express your love to?" No wonder Yin Yin likes to listen to songs. Lively songs can indeed make people feel relaxed.
Li Shiyin gently patted Xi Li'er's head and whispered, "It's not me, it's you~" She was obviously younger than Xi Li'er, but she looked like a sister at this moment.