My nemesis clings to me every day

Rong Yu recorded the video of the gummy candy dancing.

I sent it to all my good friends in one go, showing off my cuteness like all pet lovers.

Of course including his little boyfriend.

It took a long time for Ji Li to reply to him: [You...recorded? 】

Rong Yu sent an emoji: [My Tangtang is so cute, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!"

It's a clip of Gummy dancing—he cut it out for a meme.

He even sent it to his own status.

Ji Li never replied to him again.

After a while, Ji Yan came over and asked him: 【What did you say to Ji Li?He can't come out of the simulation cabin now. 】

Rong Yu was also at a loss: [Maybe he is practicing hard? 】

Rong Yu was not in the training room today. He applied for military training. He made up a reason to leave the team these two days and went to take the exam alone.

Military training is almost equivalent to a direct train to the military after graduation. The number of applicants every year is countless, and even the star school has many people applying.

But even if the scope of screening is extended to the entire empire, Rong Yu's resume is definitely good enough.

It took about two days to go back and forth, plus various tests and screenings. Rong Yu passed most of the screenings easily, and all the indicators were amazingly excellent, and he directly reached the final interview.

Rong Yu's heart was a little heavy, maybe he didn't eat breakfast seriously, a lump of lead was stuffed in his stomach, and it fell there heavily, making him a little irritable.

Or maybe the interview room looks too formal and cold. From the ceiling to the floor, it is covered with silver-white metal. It is clean and cold. The lights are too bright and the chairs are not comfortable. It looks like a prison, a Torture chamber, or whatever.

No one was whispering or fiddling with optical brains while waiting. Everyone sat there silently, waiting for the summons from their superiors.

Rong Yu began to miss her messy dormitory, the wooden house baked by the sun, and the sticky candy that would dance for herself.

"number 234."

The electronic female voice prompts him.

Rong Yu took a deep breath and walked towards the cold interview room.

There were a total of five interviewers sitting inside, all wearing neat military uniforms, and the indifference on their cheeks seemed to be carved out of a mold.The leader was a serious and cold middle-aged woman who checked his resume one by one and asked him questions and answers in a cold voice.

"Your birthplace is unknown, and you used to live in the arena?"

"Yes."

"The current acting guardian is an adopter, and he serves in the mercenary group?"

"Yes."

The empire's screening of soldiers was indeed extremely strict, and he only had to find out all eighteen generations of his ancestors and ask them. The questions were cold and simple, and Rong Yu answered them seriously.

This is an extremely common, impersonal procedure.

Perhaps in the eyes of passionate young people who volunteered to join the military, this kind of link just shows seriousness and iron blood.

The interviewer had seen a lot of resolute or passionate faces, but Rong Yu's expression was calm and gentle, which seemed to be inconsistent with his tyrannical resume and his strong desire to join the military.

The interviewer asked: "I saw that you signed up for the school's competition, which conflicted with our military training time. Would you be willing to withdraw from the competition?"

Rong Yu was stunned for a moment, and finally lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "I will."

When he saw the last page, he frowned slightly: "The type is healing? The trait is... maddening?"

This caused a hint of doubt to appear on the interviewer's face.

These two items are quite shocking, and the interviewer even wonders if he has made a mistake in his resume.

After all, Rong Yu completed all the previous testing sessions at a level exceeding the standard.

Rong Yu nodded seriously: "That's right."

"I think I can overcome the negative effects of madness through training."

All questions asked.

The interviewer pondered for a moment: "If you applied for the General Operations Department, you would undoubtedly be admitted immediately. But you applied for the Special Operations Department—"

"Young people, although everyone says that our department is promoted very quickly, it also means that our department has a lower fault tolerance rate, requires higher obedience, and has a higher casualty rate, even in the current situation. During the truce, you will also face various risks..." The interviewer was silent for a while, "The crazy traits are not suitable for us, and the possibility of you being admitted is very low."

"Moreover, your psychological analysis results also show that you have a certain degree of psychological trauma and are not suitable for a completely closed department." The interviewer said very pertinently, "Our department will make you very uncomfortable."

"But your resume is also very good. I can help you transfer your resume to a department that is more suitable for you."

Rong Yu still shook his head: "I hope to stay here."

The interviewer was silent for a while, and looked at him with a slightly regretful look: "Okay, you go back and wait for the news."

Rong Yu smiled and bowed.

Before leaving, the interviewer suddenly called to him: "Tie your tie."

Rong Yu was startled and nodded.

"You don't look like a soldier," the interviewer said.

When walking out, Rong Yu guessed that he might not be able to pass the interview.

He was a little lucky that he didn't tell Ji Li that he had participated in this interview, otherwise he would have seemed even more embarrassed.

Rong Yu didn't want to go back to school so early. He randomly found a restaurant near the school and ate something. When he restarted the optical brain, the optical brain was overwhelmed by sudden news.

Yang Xizhou sent him a link, he clicked in and looked, and found that it was a discussion on the school board of Xingwang.

【Is Ji Li getting engaged? 】

Rong Yu was stunned.

After clicking in, I found that it was a student who had been in contact with Ji's family, and found a series of abnormal behaviors of Ji Li recently.

Buying an old castle, taking over a manor, and even his butler has been preparing a banquet recently.

【Yesterday I talked to the designer AN, and he told me that he slipped his tongue and told me that Ji Li ordered the engagement dress】

[This is obviously preparing for an engagement, right? 】

One stone stirred up thousands of waves, which was even more heated than what Rong Yu discussed when he confessed in public. .

【real or fake?He's getting engaged, what about Senior Yu and Ji Yan? 】

[No, no, did someone really eat some kind of love triangle brainwashing package?Have you guys forgotten so quickly that Ji Li bet on the failure of Rong Yu's confession? 】

[I don't believe in a love triangle, but if Ji Li isn't engaged to a bully, then the bully is really pitiful, shit, I'm going to cry for Senior Yu]

[How could it be possible to get engaged to Rong Yu?Go home and ask yourself, will anyone at home agree? 】

Rong Yu slid down line by line and found that her private communication page was also full.

The last status he posted was a small video of Gummy Candy dancing.

The following is chock-full of questions.

【Is Ji Li really going to get engaged? 】

【Senior Yu, aren't you dating Ji Li? 】

Rong Yu's mind went blank,

He didn't know what to say, and he didn't know how to laugh.

He knew that he couldn't delay Ji Li for long, but he found that when Ji Li had been preparing for these things, he still couldn't help but his mouth was sour, his eyes were sore, and his chest seemed to be pulled away by something, and he felt a sudden pain. The cold wind leaked out again whimpering.

He started hating everything, including himself.

Using his light brain, he replied one lie after another:

【I have no idea. 】

[Not dating. 】

【... If he is really engaged, I will bless him. 】

In the end, he didn't know what he was talking about, he just replied numbly to some seemingly peaceful words, whether people believe it or not, he just wanted to deceive himself first.

He watched it again, the video of Gummy dancing.

The video that seemed to be happy during the day can no longer save him now.

No one can save him.

Gummy would be very angry if he found out that he secretly recorded the video.

She will definitely twitch his wrists in a shameful and angry way, and angrily wish to jump on his head.

He turned off the video.

Turn off the optical brain.

He sat alone in the corner of the restaurant, eating food with big mouthfuls and nonchalantly.

Like a distressed, abandoned stray dog.

He misses Gummy.

Ji Li has not yet woken up from the sad news that his dancing posture was announced to the world.

Suddenly, I saw Rong Yu's reply in an open and aboveboard state.

No relationship?

Don't know about engagement?

Ji Li's cheeks suddenly turned pale, and fell into a state of bewilderment.

What are you kidding? !

He clearly asked him to learn techniques two days ago...

[Are you lying to me] Ji Li replied.

He didn't care that this was a section that everyone could see, and asked quickly: [Didn't you already promise me? 】

After a while.

He typed out the word [Bastard], and then pressed it out.

After two seconds, he realized that he could communicate with Rong Yu.

——But Rong Yu's optical brain has been turned off.

Ji Li could no longer tell whether he was angry or annoyed, as if he had been fooled and failed, more unspeakable grievances.

With the previous experience, he even had a vague premonition——

Maybe he made a mistake again.

In the training room, Broken Tooth looked at him with sympathy.

And Ji Yan's eyes are even more weird.

With bright gloat.

Silently, he handed over a struggling sticky candy.

——Rong Yu went out for two days, and fostered Gummy Candy in the training room like a fox.

Then he was caught by Ji Yan.

The fox in the corner flicked its tail.

Just like Ji Yan's inner happiness at the moment.

Ji Li has no psychological barriers to extracting memories, let alone polluting or not polluting.

He took the struggling sticky candies, and walked out of the training room with a stern expression.

Broken Tooth looked at the constantly refreshing screen, and grinned: "Are these two dogs and men endless? What's going on?"

Ji Yan squinted his fox eyes and gloated: "I won't be here for training tomorrow."

Broken Tooth: "???"

"Neither of them can come."

Ji Yan looked down at Xingwang, which had already exploded.

Suddenly felt happy.

Let those two school chickens hurt each other themselves.

Now he can finally get out of the bloody one-child, five-treasure love triangle.

Broken Tooth suddenly turned his head to look at him, thinking hard about the plot in the romance novel: "... Could it be that you acted as a hindrance to prevent their engagement?"

A suave noble son.

Suddenly laughed sinisterly: "Broken tooth."

"Be careful of being caught by a dark shark..."