Help, I've become a paper man

"Okay." Yan Changyue agreed readily.

Song Yi was stunned, and explained: "I mean, I agree to let An Xiaochun teach me physical skills, but I need different rewards. Just using the 'toys' from the market won't be enough for me."

Yan Changyue answered again: "Okay."

Song Yi touched his earlobe and reminded: "I haven't said what reward I want yet. What if the lion opens his mouth too high? You should be a little scared and be on guard!"

Yan Changyue just smiled and stopped answering him. Her beautiful eyes returned to their original color, and her slightly darker pupils looked even more bewitching at this moment. Even without the feeling of accelerated heartbeat, Song Yi still couldn't control his gaze. He couldn't help but stare at her for a while before speaking again:

"Please cooperate with me a little, Boss Yan."

The first part of his words was normal, with an upward tone and a hint of joking, but the second half of his sentence made the joking behavior completely real.

Yan Changyue didn't mind, she just shook her head innocently and said, "If someone else said it, I would think more about it, but if it's you - I swore that I would sacrifice my life for you. In other words, everything I have is yours. Whatever you need, as long as it's what I have, it's just a matter of your words. What's the inconvenience?"

These words were said beautifully, and were extremely terrifying love words. Song Yi took a breath and took a half step back. Unlike the trust shown by Yan Changyue, at this moment, he felt a sense of crisis.

Being too dedicated is scary!

Seeing his actions, Yan Changyue's smile became more obvious, and her voice was full of laughter as she said, "Did you notice any difference from before?"

The topic changed so quickly that Song Yi was stunned for a second and asked hesitantly, "What's the difference? My salary has increased again? You don't treat me as a kid anymore?"

Yan Changyue was silent for a moment before answering, "No, it's physical. After acquiring a talent, in addition to your own unique skills, your body will also gradually gain corresponding strength based on the type of talent."

Song Yi followed his words and searched his memory. After a few seconds, he said, "Ah, it seems so. My eyesight is better than before."

Yan Changyue nodded and continued, "Not only that, but you should also have arm strength. The butler told me that the range of weapons you can use is expanding. Previously, you couldn't hold the gun steadily because of the recoil, but now you can use it normally in the amusement park. It's a great talent. You made a choice that suits you very well."

Words of praise poured down like water. Song Yi just raised his chin and was about to pretend to be humble when he heard Yan Changyue's voice, continuing:

"But in a battle with limited space, as you know, firearms are not very advantageous. In addition, some people will choose melee combat and receive relevant enhancements. In this environment, the crisis you need to deal with is more severe."

Song Yi then realized that Yan Changyue was analyzing the "class" matter with him, and seemed to be worried that he was dissatisfied with An Xiaochun.

Although Stardust can be resurrected, and this resurrection does not consume materials, even if you die, it will not consume too many supplies. But who would want to die when they can live!

Song Yi said: "I will study hard, remember to pick me up after school."

He told the story in a casual and joking way again, and Yan Changyue still nodded in cooperation, like a good-natured person without temper, playing the role of a hardworking person. He even sent Song Yi to "school" and led the way for him personally, all the way to the indoor training ground, and gave him a rough tour of the venue. Yan Changyue also made introductions along the way, explained the commonly used internal measures clearly, and was reluctant to leave.

Song Yi almost suspected that Yan Changyue had fallen in love with him, but unfortunately, the late An Xiaochun appeared at this moment. He thought that the other party would make a joke or say something like "I'll give you a chance to be alone", but An Xiaochun was extremely silent and even looked calm. Compared with the old friend, he seemed more like a new character made with the same model.

Yan Changyue saw the teachers come on stage and skillfully went through the farewell process. She said a few simple words to them and then said goodbye and left. She was just like a parent who had just sent his child off and went on to continue his work.

The "teacher" and "student" who were left behind looked at each other and were alone again. However, during this meeting, An Xiaochun did not laugh or joke anymore, and did not even need to be too reserved. As soon as Yan Changyue left, An Xiaochun immediately entered the classroom mode and said bluntly: "Let's do a test first. You get ready. When you are sure to start, tell me 'start' and let's fight first."

Song Yi had nothing to do, so he started to move when he was "ready", adjusting his limbs casually, trying to find a posture that would be convenient for fighting the enemy, but in the end, he failed to do so.

An Xiaochun was so fast that he moved almost as soon as the sound was heard and rushed directly in front of Song Yi. The battle was about to break out.

Neither of them used any weapons and went straight into hand-to-hand combat with their bare hands.

To be precise, in a physical fight, Song Yi struggled to avoid An Xiaochun's beatings, but it was only a brief confrontation, and the gap between the two emerged.

A player proficient in melee combat facing a ranged player is like an assassin catching a shooter, and when the player is disarmed, it becomes increasingly difficult for Song Yi to dodge. Not only can he not find a chance to counterattack, it is even becoming increasingly difficult for him to maintain an uninjured state. Even though he is prepared to be humiliated, he still wants to hold on a little longer.

With this belief, the two men fought for half a minute, but unfortunately, in the next wave of attacks, Song Yi was ultimately trapped in an unavoidable situation. Even though he raised his arms in time to try to block the opponent's attack, he was still feeling a clear pain in his arms and was forcibly pushed back two steps.

An Xiaochun continued his attack and took advantage of the situation to pursue. He raised his hand again and the wind from his fist brushed the tip of Song Yi's nose. He staggered to avoid it, and was knocked to the ground when the next punch came.

The collision of his body with the ground caused Song Yi to cough. His body curled up and his breathing became intermittent.

An Xiaochun stopped in front of him, lowered his head slightly, glanced over, and asked, "Is he dead?"

Song Yi thought, "This is not obvious," and did not reply, but heard An Xiaochun slowly say, "Oh, dead, I will inform Yan Changyue right now that you have given up."

no? etc?

Song Yi yelled in his heart, new thoughts emerged in his head, overriding An Xiaochun's words. He always felt like he was threatened to call the parents, but most of the time, he couldn't necessarily contact Yan Changyue. If he encountered such a situation, the one who would be sighed would most likely be the housekeeper... It was already embarrassing in front of one person, and if it continued, it would only continue to be embarrassing!

With this thought in mind, Song Yi exerted force on his waist, planted his feet on the ground, and suddenly turned over. His posture was quite graceful, if he hadn't lost control of his facial expression due to the pain the next moment.

"No, not dead!" Song Yi squeezed out a voice and said with difficulty.