Ding Anbai looked at his daughter, whose face had become much thinner again, frowned and asked, "Is the training so hard?"
"Yeah."
Ding Yi, who was somewhat drowsy, hugged his knees and curled up on the sofa. Under the thin blanket, his slender curves were becoming more and more graceful. 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 already entered closed training. I am the only one who has taken a leave of absence 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 to think, 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?
The day of the college entrance examination.
…Who is taking the college entrance examination?
Of course it’s that bastard!
Ding Anbai's face suddenly changed, he hesitated several times, and finally couldn't help but asked: "You are still planning to wait until the end of the martial arts college entrance examination, 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 boy?" Ding Anbai's face darkened.
Only then did Ding Yi, who realized that he was being talked about, 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's better for you to go back to school early."
Ding Anbai said calmly, "Dean He hasn't admitted students for ten years, and he made an exception for you this year. You can't waste my hard work."
"Dad." A hint of smile appeared in Ding Yi's cold eyes, "Are you jealous?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? I will be jealous of that boy?!" 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 was clearly sending her a message just now to share the high-level details of the No. 7 Middle School expedition ceremony, why did she get a call so soon?
Although it was strange, Ding Yi still answered the phone.
A suppressed but noisy sound came from the other end of the phone, and a loud male voice vaguely echoed, which actually made Ding Yi feel quite familiar.
"Xiaoqian, it's too noisy over there, why don't you send a message?" Ding said with a frown as he took 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 the noise, immediately wanted to hang up the phone, 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 an urgency in his heart.
She shouted twice anxiously, but Lin Xiaoqian still ignored her, and the camera was swinging around, making it difficult for Ding Yi to see clearly.
Soon, Ding Yi calmed down.
She remembered what Lin Xiaoqian said just now.
Television 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 seemed unaware.< /p>
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 looked different today than usual, wearing nice clothes and combing nice hair, Dante 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 clear voice 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 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 recovered some of her thoughts and began to chatter 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."
"I actually want to tell you that talent is not that important, hard work is the most important. After all, that's what the book says."
Confusion flashed across Shen Qian's eyes, and then slowly turned into frankness and determination.
The originally chaotic scene gradually became quiet, and even the strong men on the podium looked at Shen Qian in surprise.
"But this sentence is actually wrong."
"Talent is very important, very important."
"I was once suffocated because of my poor talent, and this process of depression lasted for more than ten years."
"So having talent is really a very lucky thing. It may easily help you get things that others have to work ten times or a hundred times to get."
The playground gradually became silent. Zhou Xu and Wang Yangming, who were laughing and joking and looking at Shen Qian, quietly clenched their fists. At this time, they were just miniatures.
"But hard work is also useful."
Shen Qian suddenly smiled brightly.
"Because there will always be someone who will see your shining point and your heart that never cools down. When everyone forgets you, she... will always look at you."
Ding Yi, who was sitting cross-legged in front of the TV, saw Shen Qian on the TV suddenly blurry. She suddenly woke up and quickly rubbed the crystal clearness from her eyes.
"Luck will always come."
"And maybe sometimes it's beyond your imagination."
"It may be useless if you persist, but it will definitely be useless if you give up."
Shen Qian was more serious than ever before and finished his last words word for word.
"We all have some potential that we never realize."
"There must be!"
"Perhaps you are the one blessed by fate, but the gift it gives you may be late, even more than ten years late..."
"So, just work hard and leave the rest to God."
"When one day thousands of sails have passed, and you look back on the past, you will find that you have reached the end without knowing it, and all the people on the road were just chickens and dogs, vulnerable to a single blow!"
"For example...Wang Shuo."
"With me, Jingcheng will never decline!"
The young man's sudden and high-pitched tone at the end seemed to have penetrated the clouds, penetrated the signal, penetrated all barriers, and echoed in the deepest heart of every named person in Jingcheng.
……
Ding Anbai stood at the door of the bedroom, staring at the high-spirited young man on the TV with complex eyes.
Has this day finally come?
Ding Anbai prides himself on being extremely intelligent, but he only misjudged Shen Qian. After what happened last time, he has realized that this young man is 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 has probably been many years since Ding Anbai saw her so happy.
Ding Yi didn't even notice Ding Anbai who had left and returned. Her eyes were always staring at the young man on the TV. Her usually cold eyes were as bright as stars at this moment.
Ding Anbai feels that the day of "social death" is getting closer.
Recently, he always dreamed of the embarrassing scene where Shen Qian knocked on his door, carried gifts, shouted "Hello, Uncle" and then pointed 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," Ding Anbai quickly said, "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... has indeed turned over."
Ding Yi confirmed it again before feeling relieved.
Ding Anbai couldn't help but hum, "Since he can even defeat Wang Shuo, it's not easy to enter Beiwu. Now you can go to training with peace of mind, right?"
"Yeah." Ding Yi nodded with a blush on his face.
Although what she wants to do most now is to fly back to Jingcheng, the remaining trace of reason tells her that there is 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 uneasy.
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 gazes 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 the "cross-examination" of so many people.
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.
There are many people in the address book that Shen Qian doesn't know or has no memory of. If they hadn't suddenly sent messages, Shen Qian wouldn't even realize that he had added these ghosts and monsters.
In comparison, Shen Qian's parents were the calmest. They just complained to Shen Qian that neighbors had almost broken through their doorstep, 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 never concealed anything. 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".
Shen Qian skipped all the jealous nonsense, but in the end Liu Changqing said that the fifth senior brother might be in the provincial capital, and gave his contact information to Shen Qian. If there was anything that could not be settled, he could be contacted.< /p>
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 goodwill to Shen Qian.
It's just that Shen Qian was pushed out unexpectedly today, and he still has 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 fluently said what he wanted to say, as well as what Chai Haotian might want him to say.
Finally, Shen Qian saw the message from Ding Yi.
"I'm going to training camp, and I'll be out of touch for a while...I'll be waiting for you in Beidu."
Just three sentences in total.
Shen Qian did not ask 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. At this time, 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 200 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 roar of the accelerator sounded 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 city gate. .
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 coming from the silence.
The girls were all exclaiming how handsome they were, while the boys were pointing at the various types of psychic guns they were carrying, and scolding Fang Qiu based on the knowledge they read in military magazines.
"Judging from their attire, they are very different from ordinary troops. They are definitely the 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..."
"Really or fake?"
"Isn't it possible? Aren't the strong men of the mountains and seas 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 leading these thousands of warriors was a middle-aged man about forty years old. He saluted the principals who came over and said something. Shen Qian noticed Huang Tao, and Xu He and others were a little surprised. , but quickly nodded again.
After about ten minutes, 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 he was confused, Shen Qian still 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 we 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 chose 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 probably a genius.
Can an idle person 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 to it.
While the two were talking, seven or eight more people got on the bus one after another. Shen Qian was somewhat surprised to see that Ouyang Fei could say hello to 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, and they are all acquaintances." Ouyang Fei replied.
The thirty-seater armored vehicle only occupied 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 are no privileges, it’s just that this privilege has become more obscure.
It can be foreseen that with the commander of a thousand 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.