[Fang Wang] [Whistle Xiang] I don't want to talk

Chapter 38 [Fang Wang] The Fantasy Drifting of Young Wang

ERuta (to the original work)

"Yesterday I dreamed that I learned magic. I also have a broom that swishes away." Fang Shiqian suddenly sent a message to Wang Jiexi on QQ, and added two window jitters.

Wang Jiexi and him were separated by a wall, watching the video of last week's game against Void in his dormitory, and the moment the dark array was filmed on the player, QQ rang non-stop.

"Yeah." He moved his eyes to the grass-green dialogue window, "I'm going to sleep." After thinking for a while, Fang Shiqian, out of the captain's duty and humanitarian care, said, "Why aren't you asleep yet?"

Fang Shiqian replied in seconds: "You didn't sleep either."

Wang Jiexi turned off the video, and Devil May Cry at Fengshan on the screen was silenced by the holy fire, and was circling the map to avoid attacks.

"I can't sleep." Fang Shiqian said again.

Then why are you looking for me.Wang Jiexi complained in his heart.

In fact, this is Fang Shiqian’s normal behavior, harassing Wang Jiexi on QQ or harassing the professional player group before going to bed - the former is to forcefully pour chicken soup for Wang Jiexi’s soul, and in the end he always returns to "Don’t let down the hopes of the seniors/I still don’t accept you, you can’t make it up" Zao/Wang Jiexi, don't be crazy"; the latter is forced to be disgusted by Ye Qiu, or by Huang Shaotian: Even if God suddenly gave Fang Shiqian a three-inch tongue, it can't match Huang Shaotian's "chug chug" and Ye Xiu's "swoosh" ——嗙!!”

The battle was brutal, but Fang Dahei didn't take the initiative to ask his captain for help even if he was losing steadily. As for Wang Jiexi, he was happy to watch the confrontation in the group.

You can't sleep, Wang Jiexi thought, and answered him with his hand:

"I'll go and confiscate your phone now and you'll be able to sleep."

After dozens of seconds over there, two lines popped up:

"…………"

"Go to sleep."

Wang Jiexi studied the dark green words on the screen for two seconds, then smiled silently, closed the screen of the mac and went to bed.

"Go to sleep." He looked at the darkness in front of him and thought.

old house flower

He didn't sleep well.There was a rattling sound from the window, like a plant with full branches and green leaves hitting the glass, maybe because the window was not closed before going to bed, and the potted plant was entangled by the curtain blown by the evening wind.Considering that there is still training tomorrow, Wang Jiexi decided that it is best to get up and check, so as not to delay the training due to catching a cold.

He opened the curtains, and the little elf dancing radio gymnastics on the glass stopped, and pushed the person whose back was facing the window: "Hey—he's coming."

The figure sitting cross-legged outside the window turned around unhappily, and opened his window: "Why are you so slow?"

With the light of the city, Wang Jiexi recognized a face that he was familiar with, but seemed to be younger.As far as he knew, there was only a one in a billion chance that the owner of this face would try to break open his window and slip through the crack in the burglar bars.

But in order to prevent this one in a billion from falling to his death, he decided to trust his eyes for the time being.

"Fang Shiqian," Wang Jiexi heard himself say calmly, "climb in and go back to your room to sleep."

Fang Shiqian outside the window rolled his eyes.

"How do you say such silly words?" He patted his buttocks and stood up, "Come on, I'll take you to see something fun."

Before Wang Jiexi could answer, Fang Shiqian snapped his fingers, and the anti-theft pane in front of him suddenly disappeared, then he bent down and stretched out a hand to him.

In the gray-pearl-colored light, his eyes were full of stubborn and pure anticipation, shining like the North Star.Wang Jiexi hesitated for a moment, and held that hand.

He originally wanted to use this force to pull him into the room, but the moment he held his warm palm, a strong wind rushed into the room violently, making him float with an undeniable force than the sea. stand up.Fang Shiqian grinned and pulled hard, and they fell to the sky above the city together.Looking down from the height of the fourteenth floor, the road at night looks like an orange light corridor drawn with crayons, and the honking of cars is weakened by the distance, forming a gentle variation.The wind howled back and forth among the tall buildings, Fang Shiqian squeezed his hand.

"Are you ready?"

Wang Jiexi took a deep breath: "Prepare for what?"

Fang Shiqian didn't answer right away, he seemed to have seen a transparent beast passing by, and pulled Wang Jiexi onto its back.The refreshing current of air enveloped them like dumplings, and Fang Shiqian shouted in his ear: "Fly!"

Wang Jiexi could only hold his hand tightly on the express train of the airflow, trying to relax—maybe this is a good way to hand himself over to the wind, and he began to feel much more relaxed.

They slid rapidly through the high and low steel forests, along the outer wall of the China World Trade Center all the way up, past the flashing ring road and the old buildings decorated with neon lights.The flying speed was getting faster and faster, and the city was gradually being dragged into a blurred scene. Wang Jiexi could only focus on the person beside him.Now he can confirm that this is definitely not the one sleeping in the room next to him, unless he has a way to turn himself back to fifteen or sixteen overnight.But there is no doubt that he is indeed a Fang Shiqian, maybe he was in his youth—this can be seen from his serious expression and a light mole on his neck that is exactly the same as the real one.

Asking "why" and "how" doesn't seem to make sense.Wang Jiexi simply gave up thinking and looked at what he was going to do (although the prerequisite was that he could go back alive).Now they slowed down and approached a lush dense forest. Wang Jiexi was thinking about its approximate geographical location, but the youthful version of Fang Shiqian gave a surprised cry, and pulled him towards the ground to dive rapidly.

What made him exclaim was a glowing pattern on the meadow.It's a hopscotch that girls often play with. At first Wang Jiexi thought it was drawn on the grass with some luminous material, but when he looked closely, he discovered that they were actually made up of clusters of shiny white flowers.In fact, he didn’t realize until he arrived here that everything here was not quite right: orange glasses sprouted from the vines around the tree, a purple violin folded its wings, squatted on the branch and snored with melody.There was a mess of everything in the treetops, except watermelons, chocolates and blue cat dolls, and a big shiny bald head.

Fang Shiqian over there has already played checkered squares. He obviously doesn't know how to do it very well, but the way he is thinking about it looks very cute.At first he could always jump to the grids that flashed with colorful light, but later on, the frequency of the grids flashed faster and faster, and the combinations became more and more wonderful. Fang Shiqian jumped out of breath, so he simply stopped and squatted on the ground Panting for breath, she asked him, "Hey, tell me, what the hell is this?"

Wang Jiexi tried to step on the grid with the number 1 written on it.The other grids in front of him flickered sequentially, and finally stopped at the positions of 7, 8, 9 and the big oil pan, showing four different direction keys for up, down, left, and right.

Wang Jiexi said, "Isn't this just a dancing mat?"

Seven barrels (Pilot Paro, same as "Horizon")

He stepped on the second square.

Wang Jiexi felt strange when he decided to set foot on the third square, but he had a vague premonition of this "strangeness", probably a kind of telepathy when magicians and gods unfolded.The fluctuations in the air trembled from the grass at the number two position, the blades of grass under his feet bent outwards, and the air flow rose upwards like a spiral, stirring the heavy-looking bell flowers above his head, and they collided with each other and made a tinkling sound. Ding dong dong sound.

"..."

Wang Jiexi wanted to say something, he turned his head to Fang Shiqian's position, the young man was still squatting beside him without any image, like a monkey falling from a tree without grabbing a branch.In fact, something actually fell from the tree. Wang Jiexi raised his hand and touched an unidentified object that had just attacked him from his head (he was a little thankful that it was not a monkey). It was a five-pointed star wrapped around a white background With green stripes resembling candy canes.Then he fished another piece from the neckline, this one in the shape of a teardrop, but with blue stripes on it.

Wang Jiexi looked at it for a while, then threw the drop-shaped one to the ground. He lowered his head and took a bite from the remaining star. It also tasted like a candy cane.

"Would you like to try—"

"Taste what?"

Wang Jiexi's sentence was broken in half.A Fang Shiqian stood in front of him, looking at him suspiciously.

At that moment, he remembered the old-fashioned story of the river god and the axe. Fang Shiqian in front of him was wearing a dark blue uniform for some unknown purpose. He had seen this kind of dress in the closet, and he never thought that Fang Shiqian's brain circuit would buy such a dress.

No matter what material this ax is made of, it is definitely not the one he threw down.

"Wang Jiexi? What did you call me for, Wang Jiexi?"

The ax made of unknown material tilted his head, Wang Jiexi's thinking was interrupted, he looked at his hand, the bitten star candy turned into a bitten silver pendant in the shape of a star.

"It's nothing."

He took the star back expressionlessly, but was stopped halfway by Fang Shiqian, the young man leaned closer and snatched the star from his hand, squinting his eyes and leaning against the window—— Wang Jiexi realized that he was probably on the way In a dormitory, he'd judged by finding himself sitting on a bed, and nothing else—research. "It's nothing... Hey, what is this thing? Where did you get it?"

It fell from the sky.

Wang Jiexi looked at him, a familiar sense of powerlessness welled up, even if the material was different, the ax was still an axe.

"Souvenir." He said succinctly, "If you want it, I will give it to you."

"Are you... a star? Why is there a gap?"

"Apple's apple is missing a bite."

"Oh..." Fang Shiqian nodded as if he had realized something, "Is it a retro trend?"

"..."

Subconsciously, Wang Jiexi began to search the room for something that could tell the time, whether it was a calendar or a perpetual calendar, but unfortunately nothing was found.Fang Shiqian looked over curiously, so he had no choice but to pretend to look around, and nodded in a dignified manner. "……I guess so."

"It's no wonder you have such taste," Fang Shiqian patted him on the shoulder, "Since you say so, then I'll accept it reluctantly, thank you."

In fact, I just don't really want to keep it... The young man opposite him padded the pendant in his hand and hung it around his neck. Wang Jiexi shut his mouth, and he even bit his lower lip to ensure that he would not Suddenly burst out laughing.

"Just use it as a talisman...Although Dalin definitely doesn't want to know that I'm carrying this thing on the plane, don't give me a small report."

"……on board?"

"You don't know?" Fang Shiqian's eyes widened in surprise, and then he slapped his forehead again, "Oh, you were not at the previous meeting... The news that just arrived, Lan Yu's side got it for some reason, and the situation seems to be not good , Hearing the news about Yu Wenzhou, several planes have fallen down, and I don’t know what’s going on now.”

"... How many fell down?!"

Inexplicably, Wang Jiexi remembered the drop-shaped candy he threw on the ground.His brain was running rapidly, and Fang Shiqian's understated words made him vaguely touch an extremely huge world framework. His mind was hot from overload, and it was almost painful to burn.

This was too messy, and he couldn't help feeling an urge to swear.

"That's right," Fang Shiqian shrugged, and picked up his helmet from the table, "We've been fighting from East China to North China along the coastline. I don't know what's wrong with the other side. It's likely that we'll have to issue an attack order soon. I have to Standby and go."

"Standby?"

"You think everyone is like you, recuperating after being injured." He skillfully buckled up the protective gear, and made a gesture of blinking his eyes, "How can the Tiny Herb fleet be without me, and follow me without a tanker?" What are those little bastards doing?"

"..."

"What kind of expression do you have, even if we don't have your F-35, we'll be fine, don't you believe me?"

I don't quite trust this world view. Did I drive that F-35 before?How many wings does that thing have?

Wang Jiexi shook his head. Fang Shiqian stood in front of him. The young man's eyes were half hidden in the pilot's helmet, but Feiyang's expression was still concrete and palpable. He was confident and fierce, avoiding people's eyes. He dared to go to the sky for a monkey-oh, he Really want to go to heaven, he thought calmly.

He suddenly understood the replay after the game. Fang Shiqian threw the table and pointed at him and scolded you. This is the feeling of having a heart attack when he is about to go to heaven. Going to fly a plane.

"...I trust you."

Wang Jiexi took a long breath, maintaining his superficial calm. "be safe."

"Understood," the priest who was about to go to heaven dragged out the ending, a little impatiently, "You should rest well, Captain, wait... oh, that's right."

Fang Shiqian threw him a pocket watch.

"Let's take this as a gift."

He seemed a little uncomfortable being watched by Wang Jiexi, and coughed pretendingly, "By the way, I just wanted to keep it with you... It's not anything valuable anyway, so you take it. I'm leaving."

"you--"

The door was closed.

Wang Jiexi lowered his head, the surface of the pocket watch was a little damp, probably because his palms were sweating from being held for too long.He opened the case, and the three black hands rotated slowly, the hour hand approached to the right, and the minute hand approached to the top. He watched the angle between the two hands gradually tend to a right angle.

click.

Jing Ci (Paro the Elf, same as "Things You Don't Know")

click.

Wang Jiexi narrowed his eyes.The glare of the sun shines from among the dense branches overhead, illuminating the fine dust floating in the air.

"Jessie," someone called him, and patted him on the shoulder from behind, "did you sit under a tree and fall asleep?"

Wang Jiexi turned his head to look at the person, but he bumped into a pair of eyes as soft as bee sugar.He noticed that Fang Shiqian's eyes were light in color, and his ears protruded from his hair, and secretly guessed that this might be the world of elves.

As for why he was here, Wang Jiexi gave up thinking a long time ago.

Wang Jiexi made a confused nasal sound, and then pretended to stretch. When he flipped the cloak he was wearing, he caught a glimpse of some transparent bottles containing unknown powders and plants.

Hey, is this really a magician?

"How long have I been asleep?" He said, standing up and looking around, the roots of the trees under his feet were intertwined, the weeds were luxuriant, and a white rabbit passed by without looking at them. The legs jumped apart.

This seems to be a very peaceful place, Wang Jiexi thought, otherwise he would be able to catch such an unwary rabbit by himself.

"It shouldn't be long, I haven't walked very far," Fang Shiqian approached him holding a bunch of flowers as if offering treasures, and held them up for him to see, like satin petals filled with tiny transparent drops of water. Appears transparent in sunlight.He asked, "Is it pretty?"

Wang Jiexi couldn't help giving him a sideways glance, but his emotions seemed to be easily infected, so he nodded anyway.He took the flowers from Fang Shiqian's hand, fiddled with them a bit, then leaned closer to smell them, and was immediately surrounded by the sweet fragrance.

"Go back." Wang Jiexi said.In fact, he was worried about which direction to go. Fang Shiqian was originally a road idiot, and now he was left in this deep mountain and old forest. Wang Jiexi was really worried that they might not be able to get out.

Fortunately, Fang Shiqian grabbed him and walked in one direction with confidence.While talking about him, "I told you that you don't need to rush out to collect medicine because of your injury. You fell asleep after I left for a while, and you still refuse to admit that you are not feeling well."

hurt?Wang Jiexi looked puzzled, he had obviously moved his body just now, and he didn't feel any pain at all.

Fang Shiqian looked back at Wang Jiexi at this moment, "What's so strange?"

"No." Wang Jiexi frowned—in fact, he did, the emotion conveyed from Fang Shiqian was too vivid, and he couldn't ignore this strange feeling.

Fang Shiqian saw that his expression was really unnatural, so he stretched out his hand to touch his forehead to confirm that there was no abnormal high fever. "It will be very uncomfortable when you first establish a connection," he said, gently stroking the Sichuan character between his eyebrows with his fingertips, "but you will soon get used to this empathy."

...What, could it be more mysterious?The elf's world view is even more incredible than the F-35 I have driven many wings.Wang Jiexi slandered, but he was genuinely curious.

"What is 'empathy'?"

"After sharing life, there will be, um, it can't be regarded as a side effect, right? Our perception will have a part in common."

Wang Jiexi was silent, his messy thoughts were in the limelight for a while——

If this has something to do with what Fang Shiqian said about his injury, is it because Fang Shiqian shared his life with him to save him?

How long can an elf live? What happens if you break it in half? Is this guy crazy?

"You don't have to worry." Fang Shiqian really felt something, and tightened his hands. "Elves can live for a long time, and the group in the tower are all immortal."

He also pointed to a giant tree not far away that almost touched the sky. Its grandeur was hard to describe in pale words. "The tree of life has Tiny Herb's best fortune teller and magic book, as well as the best cure," the alchemist paused modestly, "like me."

Wang Jiexi couldn't help laughing.

When Wang Jiexi was about to close the door of the room, Fang Shiqian was obviously reluctant to part with him. The elf Fang Shiqian's appearance was not too different from the one who lived next door to him, and his eyes also had the air of a gentleman who didn't pay attention at all.Many people couldn't bear his gaze, but in Wang Jiexi's view, it was just because his eyes were too pure and sincere.

But he still closed the door with such eyes.He needs to organize his thoughts.

He fumbled for a bottle from the inside of his cloak and unscrewed the cap.The body of the bottle was made of a strange material. Although it was smooth and cold, it was by no means the glass or anything he was familiar with. The powder contained in it faintly revealed a purple color, and the smell was very similar to the flowers that Fang Shiqian handed him just now.

Of course he didn't know it was ground amethyst and hyacinth.

In a daze, the transparent bottle slipped from his fingertips, and there was no sound of the vessel breaking.

But the lavender smoke drifted away on its own, covering his head and face.

Tangli (hpparo)

Purple mist surrounded Wang Jiexi. As the mist became thicker and the surrounding scene was gradually buried, the pitch-black space experienced a strange and treacherous distortion like an explosion in an instant, and a strange feeling came from the space distortion A nauseous feeling—like, all the joy is gone, and there are only painful memories around.

Before Wang Jiexi could react, a silver-white light flew through his eyes and broke through the painful darkness.The momentary brightness caused Wang Jiexi, who had just been in the dark, to fall to the ground.

"It's a dementor, are you injured?"

Fang Shiqian's voice came from the side, Wang Jiexi quickly shook his head trying to wake himself up.He was sitting on the ground, as if he had just been attacked by some monster.What is this...worldview?Wang Jiexi seemed a little dumbfounded, he saw that he was holding a... magic wand tightly in his hand.

Fang Shiqian came from the side, he was wearing a uniform similar to his own, it should be a school uniform.The bow tie was different from his own in that it was gold and scarlet, while his—he looked down, it was blue and gray.

"Wang Jiexi, be more careful next time. ... I don't blame you, who knew that the Death Eaters released all the dementors..."

Dementors.

Wang Jiexi was stunned, Dementor.

"Hey, don't sit still?? Prefect Wang is afraid of dementors?" Fang Shiqian held a wand in his left hand, and was about to pull him up with his right hand.Wang Jiexi stretched out his hand in a daze, and asked, "Senior, where is...?"

Fang Shiqian was taken aback, Wang Jiexi was in a bad mood, did he ask the wrong question?As a result, a second later, Fang Shiqian showed a very sad expression.After being silent for a long time, he said, "It's no wonder you don't recognize it. Diagon Alley here has been destroyed..." Wang Jiexi heard his voice gradually lowered, and didn't continue to ask. It must have been a place worth remembering.he thought.

It's not a problem to stand still, Wang Jiexi realized that there must be a war here, and when he was about to leave with Fang Shiqian, a strange growl came from behind him.

This is probably...

"Wang Jiexi behind you!"

Fang Shiqian's voice was buried by a strange sense of distortion, and his voice gradually disappeared.

It's probably about to end, it's so cold.Wang Jiexi thought.

Egg rolls (vampire paro)

A flash of lightning illuminated the dark night sky, dull thunder rolled across the sky, and the cool wind blew the white gauze curtains flying wildly.Wang Jiexi woke up from the bed. He had always been a light sleeper, but he still didn't feel sober when he woke up. Maybe the main reason was the messy dream before?His mind seemed to be stuffed with fluffy cotton. He stood up and looked out the window. His eyes hadn't fully adapted to the darkness. He squinted his eyes and confirmed that the black shadow among the flying curtains was a person.

"Fang Shiqian...?" The person on the bed frowned, and another bolt of lightning flashed further away, illuminating the room for a moment: Wang Jiexi still had a few hoses stuck in his hands, connected to one side. Lifeless instruments and bottles of potions.The lightning passed, and the room was dark again, but the red eyes of the person who was called were still glowing.

"Jessie...you're going to die." Fang Shiqian jumped into the room and closed the window with a wave of his hand.He walked to the bed with his arms folded, tilted his head, and there was still a little smile on his mouth. "Not even my medicine can save you."

"Yes, I know." Wang Jiexi nodded calmly. He knew that the level of medical skills in this world was mediocre, and he also knew that his life was not long.His complexion was even paler than the vampire who couldn't see the sun in front of him.

"...But I can save you!" Fang Shiqian blinked, and a small piece of cloak was still hooked when he raised his hand.He stretched out his hand and licked away the smooth piece of fabric, then lifted Wang Jiexi's chin, and leaned closer.In the darkness, Wang Jiexi saw a trace of nostalgia and reluctance in the other's eyes...Huh?mercy?vampire?

"So are you willing?" Fang Shiqian opened his mouth slightly when he spoke, Wang Jiexi could see the pair of sharp teeth, and he frowned.

"Can't the sun shine?" The human being tortured by the disease asked blankly, and the vampire beside his bed nodded.

"Can't eat?" The human asked again, but the vampire still nodded reverently.

"Can I still see you?" Wang Jiexi was taken aback when he saw Fang Shiqian, then nodded.He thought it was time to say goodbye to this beautiful world. "Then you start."

With Fang Shiqian biting his neck, Wang Jiexi's eyes were blinded by the pain, but what is this?Anyway...

Anyway, they will have a long time together.

He'd meet him again anyway.

Anyway, Fang Shiqian seems to be enough in this world.

These thoughts surfaced in his mind at the same time, but if there seemed to be nothing, his consciousness gradually became blurred.

Barley (campus paro)

"Hey, wake up!" The call seemed to come from the far sea, with a damp breath.Immediately afterwards, a cool smell hit the tip of the nose, and the temples were gently massaged by a pair of hands.

Wang Jiexi opened his eyes suddenly, the overly cold air pierced his eyes, causing tears to flow from the corners of his eyes involuntarily.The familiar desk in front of Ya made him think that he had finished this dreamlike journey, but the scattered examination papers and books on the desk clearly reminded him that he had not yet returned to the world he was familiar with.

Compared with flying a plane or doing magic, returning to an ordinary school and being an ordinary student is a very normal experience.Wang Jiexi complained secretly, and began to recall the only high school knowledge left in his mind.

"Wang Jiexi, you can really do it. You can fall asleep lying on the table, and you won't be able to call you without wind oil essence." The person beside him stretched out his arms and threw all the messy piles of pens into the pen case, "Hurry up Son, do you still have breakfast?"

Wang Jiexi turned his head and looked, oh, although the age is not right, but this is Fang Shiqian in the third season, already has a considerable height of 183, wearing a slightly wrinkled school uniform jacket.Looking at this familiar face, he subconsciously choked back: "Go and eat by yourself, why wait for me."

Fang Shiqian nodded: "Are you awake? I thought you were sleepy when you didn't say a word just now." He randomly threw the Wusan and target detection team on the table into the schoolbag hanging on the back of the chair Li, "Hurry up, go to the tofu brain!"

The campus is huge, so Wang Jiexi followed Fang Shiqian to the cafeteria half a step behind, and listened to him complaining about which subject he had to take an exam again today.He only finished his sophomore year of high school, and he added science. He also took the college entrance examination in early June to enrich his life experience. Although he didn't know how to do most of the questions, the focus was on participating, but at least he wouldn't fail to understand the review class of the third year of high school.

Fang Shiqian asked him, "Do you want me to recite history for you today?"

Wang Jiexi didn't speak, he was a little confused.Never expected that he here is actually a liberal arts student.

Seeing that he was silent, Fang Shiqian said, "Don't memorize it today. Seeing that you are so tired, go to bed early and I can use this time to write more routines..."

I grabbed your neck and asked you to help me carry it? "Back." Wang Jiexi interrupted him.His interest was aroused. He was divided into classes early in the year, and he plunged into the hell of numbers and formulas before he could appreciate the so-called beautiful paradise of liberal arts. After that, he fell directly into the arms of the goddess of glory.

I had five classes in the morning, two math classes, two history classes, and one English class.Liberal arts mathematics is not to be feared, but the rise and fall of those dynasties and kingdoms has gone a step further than the rough surface that has been brushed, and has become more difficult and obscure.Who said the liberal arts are heavenly?Wang Jiexi looked at the teacher on the podium who was repeatedly emphasizing the similarities and differences of the French Enlightenment thinkers in the 18th century, and then looked at his own slap that was a circle smaller, and felt that his mental age was also getting younger.Bored, he really wanted to add something to Montesquieu's face.

Fang Shiqian was in the class opposite him, and as soon as the lunch break bell rang, he poked a golden knife at the door of the liberal arts class, like a compass.A tall man of 183 blocks the door at noon every day, and the students are used to it, and people often call Brother Fang when they come and go.The impatience on his face gradually cleared up, and he couldn't hold back his cheerful expression.

Wang Jiexi found it funny.This reminded him of the days when he had just taken over as the captain in the third season, Fang Shiqian treated everyone like a good boy, except for the days when he flirted with him.So he didn't speed up his movements at all, he still packed his things slowly, stood in front of him at the point where the other party's patience was exhausted, and pulled out his meal card: "Eat?"

"Forget about slowing down!" Fang Shiqian snatched the meal card and announced, "Your treat."

"Okay, I'll treat you." Wang Jiexi agreed quite readily without the expected reciprocity, which made the person who made the request feel embarrassed.

"You please. I will invite you tomorrow. One person, one day, no one owes anyone." He found what he thought was a perfect way, and pulled up Wang Jiexi's sleeve to speed up his pace. "Hurry up, hurry up, I want to eat sweet and sour pork today."

They arrived at the crowded cafeteria smoothly, the dawn of staged victory was just around the corner, and the horn of the next battle was about to sound—Wang Jiexi went to buy food, Fang Shiqian went to occupy a seat.A little girl was guarding in the dining room. When she saw Fang Shiqian, she rushed over and said, "I found you."

Fang Shiqian tidied up his most handsome expression: "What do you want from me?"

The little girl looked him up and down: "Where's Wang Jiexi?"

Fang Shiqian almost vomited out of breath.Chasing love, you are looking for me just to find that big and small eyes?

The girl ignored his angrily trying to ask for an explanation: "Feng Tu asked you two to go to him at 12:30."

"Oh. OK. I made it. Sister, you—"

"Okay. Thank you." Wang Jiexi stood behind Fang Shiqian with a plate in his hand, not letting him continue talking nonsense.

The girl is gone.Fang Shiqian began to eat and drink, his face serious: "Wang Jiexi, tell me the truth, what have you committed recently?"

Wang Jiexi rolled his eyes in his heart, thinking that even if I committed a crime, I wouldn't know it.

"Feng... bald," he wasn't used to Chairman Feng's sudden transformation into a teaching director, and he couldn't pronounce the titles very well. "Feng bald called us, and you were also involved in the accident."

Fang Shiqian looked flustered, presumably he usually made troubles a lot.

There are a lot of people in the dean's office today.Feng Xianjun sat behind the table.In front stood two students who were at a loss.On the leather sofa next to it, all the parents are present, and there are a few strangers sitting next to them.

"Cough." Feng Xianjun cleared his throat, "Fang Shiqian, Wang Jiexi, there is something wrong with your medical report."

Alas.The two looked at each other, reading confusion from each other's eyes.This progress is too bloody, Wang Jiexi silently gave a bad review, is it because the background of this world view is too ordinary, so there must be some unusual accidents?

"Specifically, let the professionals here explain to you." Feng Xianjun pushed a stack of materials over.

In just 10 minutes, the three views were completely destroyed, and the world was turned upside down.

When his parents signed the training camp contract, Wang Jiexi hadn't recovered yet.What does it mean to have the potential of a sentinel and need further training and development?What the hell is a guide?He glanced at Fang Shiqian again, but was almost burned by the vigorous fighting spirit that seemed to be escaping.

He recalled Fang Shiqian before the finals of the fifth season, and the throbbing in his eyes was exactly the same.At that moment, at this moment, the dormant wings were attracted to break out of the cocoon and walk with him.

Salted fish science officer (sentry guide paro, same as "Don't Want to Talk")

Wang Jiexi thought, what is a hero's dream?

Whether to stand on the same arena and hold up the championship trophy together, whether to fly a fighter plane to kill all directions, or as written in the book read by his young Wenqing cousin who has just entered puberty, is a vegetable and a meal, a skin-to-skin relationship , is the immortal desire.

At this moment, he fell down on the bed, just wanting to sleep peacefully.

He still can't adapt to the newly awakened sentinel physique. His five senses are flooded with redundant and complicated information all the time, and his whole body is burning like fire. He has to undergo heavy physical training every day, and at night he has to undergo strict training and tests on various tactical qualities.

I don't know what happened to Fang Shiqian.Enduring the pain of awakening and exhaustion, Wang Jiexi wondered vaguely at the moment before he fell into a coma, whether he would bully other trainees in the guide's training camp.

The instructor said that to transfer from the training camp to the reserve service, in addition to meeting the standards of various tactical assessments, it is also necessary to build a complete mental picture of success.

Wang Jiexi thought, it's so troublesome, can I not graduate, can I retire now and go home to play Glory.

While thinking this way, he walked towards the dormitory with his class notes full of memorization.There is an important point in the notes that he marked clearly with a red pen: the construction of the spiritual picture often comes from the deepest form of the soul.

"Wang! Wang Wang!"

Wang Jiexi passed by the sentry cafeteria, and suddenly heard two dogs barking from the wall.

Dogs can climb walls, and I don't understand the world anymore.Thinking this way, Wang Jiexi raised his head to follow the sound.

Fang Shiqian was lying on the wall and looking at him.

Wang Jiexi felt that he had just perfected himself, and his mental network, which had successfully passed the examination and assessment, was showing signs of collapse.

"Why did you come here?" Wang Jiexi didn't dare to shout loudly, so he could only address him in a low voice, "Don't you know that the sentries and guides are forbidden to have any contact with each other until they leave the training camp?"

Fang Shiqian lay on the top of the wall and rolled his eyes: "Is there any sentinel who is full enough to marry me?"

Wang Jiexi thinks about it too.Just as he was about to ask why he was here, he heard the shout of the instructor from the training camp facing him from outside the high wall.

"Fang Shiqian, you uncle, if you don't hit me for three days, you will go up to Lao Tzu's house to uncover tiles. How dare you climb the wall now, come down for Lao Tzu, do you hear me!