Bunny

When Ms. Chen came back from get off work at night, she found that her beloved crystal sculpture was broken.

She bought this sculpture abroad, and the price was very beautiful, but the sculpture's body was lying in the trash can, screaming at her.

Ms. Chen didn't come up in one breath, and held her chest for a long time before entering the door with the help of the door frame.

As soon as she entered the door, Ms. Chen heard a dog barking again.

Ms. Chen changed her slippers and walked towards the study following the sound of the dog barking.

It's a study room, but it's an independent small arms collection room and a collection room for various novel cases of Wen's father, in which there are all kinds of things that Wen's father has collected over the years.

Some are old things left by Wen's father when he was working in the early years, some are documents that Wen's father wrote down when he was working, and some are found by Wen's father in various places, such as daggers, sabers, mandarins, etc. It is full of hanging the whole study.

In the past, Father Wen himself rarely came to this study, because every time he came, he would be forced to face the fact that he was no longer able to investigate cases on the front line, which made Father Wen feel very uncomfortable, and he always seemed to be stuck. big Stone.

But today, after he chatted with that kid from the Feng family, Wen's father rarely recalled his passionate time.

That kid from the Feng family is good-looking, strong, good-natured, and patient. When fetching the dog, Father Wen even found a separate training ground with Feng Qi to try his hand at it.

Feng Qi's skills are also very good, quite similar to his peak state when he was young. Wen's father thinks that Feng Qi might be able to win the gold medal in the cross-country race and become the new cross-country king.

This time, the kid from the Feng family came here to ask him about the cross-country race.

The cross-country race is actually an extreme challenge competition, which is completely different from the small-scale competitions he sent Wen Zhuo to participate in. The cross-country race was first held abroad, and it was some foreign countries who like to challenge themselves in harsh terrains. It was started by people first, and then some Chinese gradually joined in. In the end, this competition became an international competition, which is held every three years. This year's cross-country competition will be held in February next year.

It is now December 29th, that is to say, there are only two months until February, and the time for the plane to fly abroad and the time to adjust the status cannot be ruled out.

The person who wins the cross-country race can win the title of cross-country king.

Speaking of off-road king, Father Wen couldn't help sighing that time makes people grow old. He was just a kid who was less than 20 years old when he participated in the competition.

He missed the title of cross-country king back then, so he always hoped to cultivate a descendant to succeed him, but Wen Zhuo had no hope in his life. He originally thought that he might never see the glory of cross-country king again, but Now, the seal gave him hope again.

He remembered what Feng Qi said when he was chatting with Feng Qi today.

"I hope my uncle can help me make a targeted training plan." The tall and straight young man sat with him on the training ground, with sweat on his forehead and slightly raised angular chin, and said to him: "If I can If I win the trophy of off-road king, I will give it to my uncle."

Wen's father's head was already on fire due to excessive excitement. He completely forgot the origin of the seal itself, and he also forgot that there were a large group of old people who had participated in cross-country races around the seal. He seemed to give up thinking about why the seal Will come to him, but only think about the off-road king trophy.

That is the trophy of the off-road king, and it is his dream in this life!

The blood all over Wen's father was on fire, he was almost too excited to rest, and he had nowhere to vent his energy, so he simply picked up the sandbag and played with the two new dogs to drain his energy.

When Ms. Chen entered, Wen's father was letting two dogs attack him. He held a sandbag in his hand to block it, and had a great time playing with the dogs.

Ms. Chen was furious: "Why did you bring the dog home? Didn't I say you can't keep these things at home!"

"This is a military dog." Wen's father recovered from his excitement, coughed lowly, and said without sincerity: "They are different from those ordinary pet dogs. sofa."

"That's still a dog!" Ms. Chen scolded Father Wen angrily: "Take them out quickly, they are not allowed to be kept at home!"

Ms. Chen's voice was always gentle, especially when she was dealing with Wen's father. She seldom quarreled with Wen's father, so when Wen Zhuo went to pour water in the kitchen on the first floor, she was a little surprised when she heard the quarrel in the study.

He stood at the door of the kitchen for a while without going to the study, and vaguely heard his parents arguing about the two dogs.

Wen Zhuo listened for a while, and felt that the two dogs might have to stay.

Ms. Chen has always indulged and admired Wen's father. Although there were occasional conflicts due to some friction in life, Ms. Chen was never willing to refute what Wen's father insisted on.

Except for Wen Zhuo, Ms. Chen rarely had disputes with Father Wen.

Thinking of those two dogs staying at home forever, Wen Zhuo felt a little sick in his heart. He didn't hate dogs, but when Wen's father whistled and let the dogs throw him down, he couldn't like those two dogs. .

Thinking of living with these two dogs in the future, Wen Zhuo suddenly lost his strength. He swallowed a mouthful of water, staggered up to the second floor, and returned to his bedroom.

The bedroom door closed, Wen Zhuo put the water glass aside, then took off his clothes, ready to sleep.

When undressing, the material slipped over the calf, and Wen Zhuo's face suddenly became hot.

He thought about what happened in the bathroom today and what happened in the grocery room yesterday. He quickly took off his clothes and got into the bed, wrapping himself tightly with the quilt.

Probably because he felt that only when he was under the quilt and no one saw him, could he briefly think about what happened at that time.

Feng Qi wants to apologize to him today.

Wen Zhuo's fleshy fingers grabbed the quilt, buried his head in the quilt, and thought about it, dreaming and apologizing are useless, what excessive things he did to him without his consent, the evidence is still there It's lying in his desk drawer, can it be over with an apology!

Wen Zhuo bit the bed sheet viciously, thinking to himself, not to mention that Feng Qi hasn't apologized today.

She refused to even say an apology, but instead kept taking advantage of him, thinking that he was the kind of kid who could be coaxed with just two kisses!

Wen Zhuo firmly hugged the quilt, pumped himself twice, and then fell into a deep sleep.

Early the next morning, the energetic little rabbit got into her mother's car and went all the way to school.

Every morning the school is very spectacular. People in every class are standing on the playground waiting to run. Wen Zhuo joined the team, but was surprised to find that there were many more people in the team. He carefully looked at these faces , It was discovered that the students who had gone to the closed training base had all returned.

"This week is the last week of class time." Zheng Hui saw that Wen Zhuo came, and while he was not running, he chatted with Wen Zhuo and asked Wen Zhuo: "Have you done a good job in your credits? We both left closed training halfway Those who have withdrawn from the base will have to take double credits next year if they don’t have enough credits.”

Wen Zhuo remembered what Zheng Hui was referring to, and suddenly had a headache.

Their school requires a certain amount of credits every year, and they usually have various assessments. If they pass the exams and assessments, they can complete the credits and be promoted to the sophomore year. If the credits are not enough, they will directly retake the freshman year next year. Hui's physical strength is too poor, and he can't pass many exams and assessments, so he can only turn to some sideways.

For example, go to some clubs and rely on club activities to earn points.

Originally, if the two of them successfully followed the closed training training, they would not need to engage in club activities, but neither of them successfully completed the training this year, so they had to find a way to earn points.

"Do you have any good club activities?" Wen Zhuo looked helpless, he knew that the next thing waiting for him was the endless hug club activities and the days of earning club credits.

"Yes, there are, but there are not many credits. The two of us have to endure for a while. I hope there will be no more difficult activities by then."

Zheng Hui and Wen Zhuo looked at each other, and both of them sighed.

The club activities of their police academy are different from those of other schools. Other schools have piano, chess, calligraphy and painting activities, their school has extreme cool running, other schools have stage PK, and their school has real PK. The marathon event depends on who can run to the end, and those who give up early will not get any credits. Every event is full of malice against these little rookies.

Veggie tears!

At that time, everyone gathered together to line up, and it was still a few minutes before the morning run time. After all, it was a winter morning, and the sky was still light blue with fish belly white. It was not as bright as noon, and the shallow light shone through the clouds. , in the bustling crowd, Wen Zhuo and Zheng Hui stood in the last row of the line, whispering together and biting their ears.

The two of them are not tall, and they are both fair and fair. They are very conspicuous among a large group of rough men, especially Wen Zhuo. When he smiles, his rabbit eyes seem to be full of stars. Bai's small face was very eye-catching, but he didn't know it, and was still talking to Zheng Hui unconsciously.

Soon, the morning jogging music started.

The music permeated the entire playground. Wen Zhuo and Zheng Hui ran behind the team together. At first they cheered each other on, but in the end they became half dead. You dragged me and I dragged you. Go around the playground.

After a morning run, Wen Zhuo and Zheng Hui were so tired that they could hardly walk. They only had two classes this morning. When they were in class, they were discussing what activities they were going to attend next.

The two discussed and discussed, and finally chose between the two activities.

One is to be a cheerleader for the basketball team, and the other is to perform in musicals.

When the cheerleaders of the basketball team only get two points at a time, but when they go to musical performances, they can get [-] points.

The song and dance drama was held by a Wenqing who was a junior in their school, and he was very famous in the whole school. It is said that he was a literary youth with half-long hair, surrounded by clove-like sorrow, and seemed to be alone every day. Like a ghost wandering around the school, most of the rehearsed stage plays are tragedies, such as Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai, Romeo and Juliet.

Of course, the senior is a person with extraordinary creativity. It is said that it is not limited to Chinese allusions and European history. And the No.12 wife of the river god.

In short, he has to try all kinds of stage plays, and in the past few years, he has developed in the direction of bloody scripts. The complexity is comparable to that of a wealthy family. their talk.

Therefore, most students are not sensitive to stage plays, because once they become the protagonists of the stage plays, in the next period of time, the bloody stage plays of the students who are the protagonists will spread throughout the school.

At that time, everyone will watch the bloody stage play you acted in on their mobile phones, and even exaggerately repeat the lines you said at that time in front of your face. The sense of shame will make everyone blush.

So, naturally, no one will play the leading role.

Because this stage play is very short of people, the credits are very high. Just one performance can basically solve the plight of Wen Zhuo and Zheng Hui.

But Zheng Hui and Wen Zhuo thought about it and decided to become cheerleaders.

There is no other reason, being a cheerleader is just hanging around the stage for a while, if you go to be a starring role, you will be popular the next day.

This is a police academy, and there are very few girls, all of them are eye-catching larks, and there are many boys who pursue them. Except for those who want to watch their boyfriends play, the rest of the girls rarely come to the basketball team to be cheerleaders staff.

Therefore, the cheerleaders of the basketball team are very scarce, so scarce that when the basketball club holds activities, it needs to give out credits to attract some girls. However, the basketball club has become so humble that there are still no girls.

In the end, they had no choice but to add a few words after "recruiting cheerleaders": male or female.

"Let's not dance, shall we?" Wen Zhuo licked his lips nervously: "It's like a basketball game, jumping up in a miniskirt."

"No, we're not real boys. Even if we want to dance, those guys might find it hot-eyed. At most, we can act as water delivery boys, help them clean up the venue after the competition, and pass towels by the way. Wiping sweat or something."

"All of these should be done by girls on their own initiative, but this group of people can't find girls, and they can't even recruit girls with credits. They can only recruit us. It's too miserable." Zheng Hui gritted his teeth slightly, A little disgusted, and a little bit jokingly said: "After graduating from college, when people talk about playing on the basketball court, they can tell all kinds of girls who give water and things. When they talk about playing basketball, they can only think of us, so they should be hired for credits. Yes, tsk, it’s all fake prosperity in exchange for credits.”

Wen Zhuo couldn't help laughing: "You still have the nerve to laugh at others, and the two of us are not much better off. To pretend to be a fan of other people for two credits, who is miserable?"

The two weak chickens glanced at each other and sighed at each other, feeling deeply sad for their college career.

It's already 10:30 after these two classes. Wen Zhuo and Zheng Hui have set a lot of small goals that don't require too much energy, but are very cumbersome, and plan to complete them one by one to earn credits.

The two of them are like conscientious little bees, for the sake of credits, they arrange the rest of their time.

Now there is only one week left before the exam. Before the exam, all the credits will be due. They have to get the credits within this week. Wen Zhuo is about 30 points away, and Zheng Hui is worse than Wen Zhuo, more than 40 points behind.

After class, the two noobs who were strangled by fate rushed to the basketball court.

The basketball court is covered by the basketball club all the year round. Basketball is probably the dream of every boy, so no matter it is day or night, as long as you come to the basketball court, you can see a group of boys playing basketball on the basketball court.

Their school has a special sports basketball gymnasium. The basketball hall has good facilities. It not only provides a special changing room for the basketball club members, but also has heating. As soon as you enter the door, you can feel the warmth, which is warmer than the cold wind outside. too much.

When Wen Zhuo and Zheng Hui arrived, there was a senior holding a signature board for them to sign.

The form signed by the seniors is their goal - as long as the seniors write their names and student numbers, it will be fine. After participating in this activity, the seniors will add credits to them.

There are only two points for one event, that is to say, Wen Zhuo has to participate in at least a dozen such boring and tedious activities.

Compared to Wen Zhuo, Zheng Hui was in a worse situation. He counted with his fingers for a while, then sighed, and said, "I'm afraid I don't have enough credits this year, and I have to do it next year."

While talking, the two of them signed their names and entered the basketball court.

What Wen Zhuo and Zheng Hui have to do is to deliver water and towels, and then sweep the basketball court after everyone has left to clean up the environment.

Simply put, running errands.

They were lucky today. When they came, there was already a row of girls sitting on the seats on the basketball court, and they all looked strange.

Their police academy has requirements for clothes. There are special uniforms for them to wear. The style is similar to police uniforms. Although the school requires them to wear them every day, although some students don't like to wear them, the clothes they wear are quite satisfactory.

But this time the girls sitting on the basketball court are all pretty as hell, wearing fashionable clothes, with fashionable hair colors and makeup on their faces. The skirt she wore with bare legs, and her white thighs almost pierced their eyes.

Wen Zhuo touched the cotton trousers on his legs, and thought, women are really cruel creatures. Although the winter in City A is not as cold as in the northernmost part, it is still bitter.

"These girls are all from the Art Academy next door. They are all so beautiful. I heard that they are here to see our school's freshman basketball captain. There are so many people here, tsk." Zheng Hui breathed a sigh of relief. Said: "It seems that we don't need to send water today."

Wen Zhuo glanced at the girls for a few times, and inadvertently met the eyes of one of them. He was suddenly embarrassed, and hurriedly lowered his head, hiding behind Zheng Hui.

Zheng Hui was taken aback by him: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." In just a few seconds, the tip of Wen Zhuo's nose was covered with sweat. He grabbed Zheng Hui's arm with his hand, licked his lips anxiously with his little tongue, and said in a low voice, "That, I'm leaving first, I still have something to do, you can participate by yourself."

Zheng Hui grabbed him with his backhand: "Don't, I've already signed your name. If you leave halfway, not only will your name be crossed out, but they will not let you come next time! The basketball club has four more activities to come. This is the biggest scoring item.”

Wen Zhuo also knew that opportunities for the basketball club were rare, but he really couldn't stay any longer, because one of the girls in the art school was actually Li Wanqing!

And Li Wanqing obviously didn't expect to bump into Wen Zhuo here, she looked at Wen Zhuo from a distance, and smiled at Wen Zhuo.

I don't know what Li Wanqing's psychology is at this moment, but Wen Zhuo's heart is in the cracks of the ground at this moment, he can't smile at Li Wanqing at all.

They met in the grocery room the day before yesterday, and Li Wanqing saw how he was being held down by the seal, Wen Zhuo, a thin-skinned man, really couldn't stay any longer.

"I really have something to do!" Wen Zhuo twitched his hands, "Let go of me."

"No." Zheng Hui refused to let go: "Are you going to abandon me? Do you want me to suffer here alone? Do you see how big this basketball court is? How can I clean it all by myself!"

The two of them were arguing here, when a basketball was thrown from a distance, and it went straight towards the two of them.

Wen Zhuo's back was facing the basketball court, completely unaware that the ball whizzed and hit his head, all he saw was Zheng Hui's expression changed drastically, and he stretched out his hand in horror, as if to help him stop something .

But everything happened too fast, and Zheng Hui didn't have time at all. His actions made Wen Zhuo realize that there might be something behind him. The skill he honed on the mountain during this time successfully saved him. As soon as he took a step, he thought he could avoid it, but in the end he ran into someone's arms.

Wen Zhuo ran away too quickly, the other party obviously didn't expect Wen Zhuo to have this reaction, he was hit with a muffled grunt, and then there was a dull "pop".

Putting a hand on Wen Zhuo's waist, he gently supported Wen Zhuo's unstable body, and then there was the sound of a basketball being shot, and then Wen Zhuo saw the basketball fly out and smashed back into the basketball field.

Before Wen Zhuo had time to raise his head, he felt a heavy weight on his head.

Warm and generous palms rubbed the top of his head twice, and a voice with a smile fell from his head and went straight into his ears: "Why are you running around again, didn't you agree? Let you wait for me?"

Wen Zhuo felt a tingling sensation on his back after being rubbed, he was stunned for a second, and wanted to open Feng Qi's arm by raising his hand.

But Feng Qi took a step back a little faster than him, not only avoided his approaching hand, but also turned around and chatted with Zheng Hui: "Why are you here?"

Wen Zhuo gritted his teeth secretly, and stared angrily at the seal that came out of nowhere. This guy's ability to avoid serious matters and ignore them has become more and more powerful, and now he always asks people around him!

"Ignore him!"

"Let's earn credits."

Wen Zhuo and Zheng Hui said it almost at the same time. After being called out by Wen Zhuo, Zheng Hui said "ah" in a daze, looking left and right, as if he didn't know whether he should say it or not.

"Credits?" Standing next to him, the classmate who knew him but didn't know his name at all and looked very good, seemed to have thought of something, and raised his chin in the distance.

Someone ran over from afar immediately, it was a tall boy, Zheng Hui recognized him, this was the president of their freshman basketball club, he was very good at playing basketball, and he was pretty good looking, those girls from the Art Academy were all for He just came here.

"Help the two of them earn credits." The classmate said casually, pointed at Wen Zhuo and Zheng Hui, thought for a while, and then asked, "How much do you want to earn?"

The president of the basketball team nodded immediately: "Success, Brother Feng, I'll count both of them later, it's fine if they score below forty."

Zheng Huile's eyes were almost blind, and he just said "Brother, you are a good man", when Wen Zhuo suddenly yelled "Who wants you to add it", then turned his head and ran away.

Zheng Hui: ...You, you don't want me, I want it!

The classmate known as "Brother Feng" stared at Wen Zhuo's back and smiled, said to the president of the basketball club next to him, "Add both of them", and then nodded at Zheng Hui , and then chased him out with big strides.

After Zheng Hui watched the classmate rush towards Wen Zhuo, he realized something was wrong.

Everyone is clearly a classmate, so why was the interaction between this classmate Feng and Wen Zhuo just now so weird?

Zheng Hui tried his best to turn his little head around twice, thought for a while, and finally figured out what Wen Zhuo and Feng Qi looked like when they left just now.

It's very similar to the appearance of the man chasing the girl after the young couple quarreled.

Zheng Hui frowned suspiciously, stared at Feng Qi's back, and scratched his head slowly.

Why is your attitude of chasing after your wife so fat?

On the other side, Wen Zhuo couldn't run anymore, so he slowed down, and when he turned around, he saw Feng Qi following him not far away.

Feng Qi is tall, and he can be seen in the crowd at a glance. He is not worried about Wen Zhuo running away, so he stays behind Wen Zhuo. On the contrary, Wen Zhuo is annoyed by him, and he turns around and speeds forward He walked, didn't have time to look at the road, and directly hit his head on the electric pole by the side of the road. Wen Zhuo, who was doing the pestle, let out a muffled grunt, and took two steps back, covering his head.

Feng Qi followed behind, watching the little rabbit circling in pain, couldn't hold it back for a while, laughed in a low voice, and successfully got the little rabbit's fierce warning eyes.

When Wen Zhuo came back from the basketball court, he didn't go to participate in any other activities, but went directly back to the dormitory, sulking in the dormitory. When Zheng Hui came back, he was scolded by Wen Zhuo, who scolded Zheng Hui and bought a bunch of them. The snacks came back to please Wen Zhuo.

"What kind of enmity do you two have?" Zheng Hui asked gossipingly when he was delivering snacks to Wen Zhuo: "Did he offend you? I think he looks familiar, is it because we used to be in the closed training base?" The squad leader at that time?"

Wen Zhuo didn't want to say a word to Zheng Hui, so he gave Zheng Hui a "traitor" look by the way.

Betray your friends for a few points, traitor!

Zheng Hui touched his nose, coughed twice, and changed the subject: "Well, we're going to have an obstacle course this afternoon, you can prepare in advance."

Wen Zhuo's head was full of the disgusting appearance of Feng Qi just now, and he didn't even bother to think about what Zheng Hui said. He didn't remember today's obstacle course until he went to the playground for training in the afternoon.

The obstacle race is to pass through various obstacles within the specified time, and the team runs together in cooperation, and the team with the shortest time wins.

They have an assessment at the end of each year, and the teacher will give them the assessment. There are a total of forty students in their class, and the teacher randomly divides them into eight groups, with five students in each group. Only the last group in a class will be eliminated. Everyone has to accept the "failure" punishment.

If you fail the assessment in this section, if you want to pass, you can only retake it or take other credits.

This is also the reason why Wen Zhuo and Zheng Hui both want to earn points. They failed too many subjects.

However, during the assessment this afternoon, Wen Zhuo’s character broke out a little. The teammates that the teacher gave to Wen Zhuo were all very good, and Wen Zhuo’s final result was not bad—after all, it was a team competition, and there was no need to go it alone. to compare.

But Zheng Hui was unlucky. He fell while passing the obstacle course, which caused his group members to be at the bottom of the final grade. All five members of a group failed, and those who were implicated by Zheng Hui had to retake the exam.

Zheng Hui's face was pale when he came out of the squad, and he didn't dare to talk to his temporarily transferred teammates-all of them looked at Zheng Hui with murderous eyes.

After class, Zheng Hui wanted to run away, but was caught by those teammates.

Those teammates all knew each other, they were tall and big, surrounded a Zheng Hui, raised his hand and pushed him hard: "If you can't do it, don't call the school! Every day you drag others down, my grades are all A It was all ruined by you! What is the use of a person like you going to the police station in the future? Are you going to be cannon fodder for others?"

Zheng Hui was not much more courageous than Wen Zhuo, his face turned pale after being pushed, he was hesitating whether to apologize, while slowly backing away, but suddenly, someone supported his shoulders from behind.

"The team competition is all about teamwork. If you take him along when you run, won't he hold you back?"

Wen Zhuo came out of nowhere and stood next to Zheng Hui, arguing with those students: "The balance strength of each group is about the same, and the teachers form teams according to physical fitness. There is only one team in each team. Poor students, why are you the ones who lost in the end? Because you never wanted to help your teammates, and you only cared about running by yourself. What kind of team competition is this?"

"It's fine if you don't help your companions. Do you still run over to bully your companions after the game? With your responsibility, what's the use of going to the police station? Are you going to be cannon fodder for others?"

It's strange to say that Wen Zhuo is usually a layman, and he always looks soft and glutinous in front of the seal, but he is a little harder in front of Zheng Hui, who is weaker than himself, with a small mouth , The complexion of those few people's words sank.

Losers will always look for reasons on others, as if they will be happier only if they blame others for their crimes, so when Wen Zhuo scolded them, they immediately hit their pain points, and one of them was the leader. He stretched out his hand to grab Wen Zhuo's neck, as if he wanted to pull Wen Zhuo up by the collar, and yelled angrily, "Walk around the playground?"

There is a section of their police academy playground dedicated to students sparring, so when someone has a conflict, there will always be a wise saying - walk around the playground?

Zheng Hui was so frightened that he was about to scream, but Wen Zhuo reacted quickly. He kicked over, trying to preempt him, but unfortunately he didn't kick the opponent, instead he staggered.

He staggered, crashing into an embrace.

Feng Qi didn't know where it appeared, and he didn't know how long he had been looking at it, so he took advantage of the situation to support Wen Zhuo, and then looked up at the few people opposite.

Probably because he was too lazy to argue with them, Feng Qi raised his chin at the other party with a stern expression, and continued: "Let's go."

The people on the opposite side looked at each other, but no one dared to move.

The face of Feng Qi is quite famous in the school. After all, it was marked as the first in the school in terms of physical fitness, and now it also bears the title of captain of the freshman special training team on its head. It is said to be a walking human machine. Hit them three.

"Why are you here!" Wen Zhuo was not very nervous at first, at most his heart was beating faster, but he was not very scared. The police academy has very strict rules, and few students dared to fight in the police academy because they would He was punished, but when he saw Feng Qi, and thought that the conflict between himself and this group of people might have been seen by Feng Qi, Wen Zhuo felt his whole body tense up, and a strange sense of shame instantly flowed through his whole body, making him He jumped up all of a sudden, as if shouting at Feng Qi.

He would rather let himself be beaten than let Feng Qi see him arguing with others. This feeling came out of nowhere, but Wen Zhuo immediately paid attention to it.

Feng Qi's eyes drooped slightly, and he glanced at Wen Zhuo with a cold expression. After a few seconds, he said to Wen Zhuo in a cool tone, "If I'm not coming, why don't you go to the playground with them?"

As he said that, Feng Qi glanced at Zheng Hui again, and asked Zheng Hui: "If I don't come, are you going to let Wen Zhuo go to the playground with them because of you?"

Zheng Hui miraculously understood what Feng Qi meant—probably because Feng Qi saw that Wen Zhuo stood out for him, so he was very displeased with him.

He pushed the glasses frame, said with a dry smile, "How can I do that?", and then looked at Wen Zhuo a little helplessly.

Zheng Hui probably wanted to run away, but he also felt that it was inappropriate to leave Wen Zhuo alone, and he was giving Wen Zhuo winks frantically.

Wen Zhuo ignored Zheng Hui, and was stubbornly trying to shake off Feng Qi's hand, but he twisted his wrist and was dragged back by Feng Qi.

"Why are you so courageous?" Feng Qi's triangular eyes narrowed slightly, looking at Wen Zhuo like his own disobedient little rabbit, and even the teeth were sore when he opened his mouth: "Dare Give someone else a head start."

Wen Zhuo pursed his lips and retorted with a puffy face: "It has nothing to do with you, don't worry about me! Zheng Hui is much better than you, so what if I help him!"

Feng Qi's complexion became more and more ugly, and his eyes pierced Zheng Hui's body one after another. Zheng Hui was suffering beside him.

At that time, Feng Qi and Wen Zhuo were standing beside the playground. They were holding each other and arguing, which attracted the attention of many people. open me."

Feng Qi squeezed Wen Zhuo's arm harder.

The corners of his lips pressed against the tip of his teeth a few times, feeling a little annoyed by Wen Zhuo's rejection, this little bastard was born not knowing what is meant by "enough is enough", and he didn't have much memory after being cleaned up, Feng Qi remembered that he had followed up well Wen Zhuo apologized, but Wen Zhuo still refused to let go.

The aura on Feng Qi's body became more and more solid, and Zheng Hui next to him was a little out of breath. Zheng Hui squeezed his hand pitifully, thinking, this big guy is going to vent his anger, right? ?

Just in time, Feng Qi's eyes swept over.

Zheng Hui screamed in his heart: I'm going to vent my anger, I'm going to vent my anger, I'm going to vent my anger!

Feng Qi grinned grimly and looked coldly at the other side. It was not right for the four people who continued to pretend to be aggressive, and said provocatively: "You four, go to the playground with me, do you dare?"

Zheng Hui:...

I don't know why, although the boss is yelling at the four people on the opposite side, but I always feel that the person the boss wants to hit is actually me.

Although those four people are all named as Feng Qi, they are just seventeen or eighteen-year-old boys who can't stand much excitement, let alone Feng Qi took the initiative to let them go together. Some are eager to try.

Being able to defeat the current captain of the special training team is something to brag about.

Seeing that Feng Qi was going to leave with those people, Zheng Hui licked his lips in a bit of embarrassment, and asked Wen Zhuo: "Would you like to go and see together? After all, there are four people, if it is true—"

Wen Zhuo's face was tense, he didn't even look at Feng Qi's leaving figure, he just stared at another place stubbornly, when he heard Zheng Hui's question, he let out a cold snort from his throat, and strode forward Go, while walking, said: "I want to go to you, I won't go to see it."

Zheng Hui let out an "ah", obviously he didn't expect such a development, he hesitated for a while, thinking that the boss who appeared suddenly was trying to get ahead of them anyway, Wen Zhuo left, he, the "culprit" "The culprit" couldn't run, so he had to chase after him quickly.

The sound of hurried footsteps sounded from behind, Feng Qi's face looked better.

He knew that Wen Zhuo was just hard-spoken and soft-hearted, and that the little rabbit in their family was obedient and obedient, even if they got into trouble with him, they would never really leave.

Feng Qi's footsteps slowed down a bit, and he began to think for a while that maybe he could be beaten a little bit harder. Wen Zhuo was timid, and he would definitely feel distressed seeing him being beaten.

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