Attack is successful, the name is [traversing]

The memory of the school has long since faded, although it was not very fresh, but he still knew that he did not do well in school at all, it should be that he did not do well there, including school.

Qi Yantang stared at the person in front of him for a while, and finally admitted that he didn't know him.He turned his head and walked into the classroom on his own, as if he hadn't seen that person.The man stood there, feeling that all the eyes around him were focused on him, his whole body was on fire, his face was flushed red, his eyes were staring at Qi Yantang who had already sat down inside the door, his teeth were gritting... .....

But he's just a little rabbit, Huo Long doesn't want him anymore......

Huo Long didn't want him anymore, a coldness flashed in the man's eyes, he sneered, and glared at the people around him, he raised his chin, walked in arrogantly, sat down beside Qi Yantang, and glared at him provocatively.

Qi Yantang didn't understand this hostility, so anyway, there was no one sitting next to him, so he just let him go.

Seeing that the provocation did not receive a response, the man took a breath and his eyes became darker.

The person behind lightly poked his back, Qi Yantang frowned, his back moved away from the back of the chair, he turned his head and looked at a thin boy with glasses behind him, he looked at the man next to Qi Yantang with nervous eyes, bit him Biting her lip, she leaned closer and whispered:

"Yantang, be careful, his name is Guo Xiaolin, he is Gu Chuoxin's follower, don't offend him!"

Instinctively moved away, Qi Yantang looked at the person in front of him, and vaguely dug some impressions from the depths of his mind... There were not many people who were willing to talk to him before, and this guy was among them. What is it called Ping.... Xueba is the kind who takes everything in arts and sciences. His personality is almost as timid and cowardly as him, but because of his good face, he is less popular than himself, but he is also sympathetic to each other. The two of them had something to say.

"Gu Chuo?" Qi Yantang raised his eyebrows with doubts in his eyes.

Why did Ping thump the table lightly in a hurry, why is Qi Yantang so unreasonable!He lowered his head, and said in a low voice, as if he was talking about something confidential:

"That's right, that ancient family, that ancient family!!"

That ancient family... Qi Yantang's eyes became weird, and he casually glanced at the color on Guo Xiaolin's face. It seemed that being called a follower was something to be proud of. Qi Yantang couldn't understand his thoughts, and turned his head to concentrate again. Teacher waiting for class.

The pride on Guo Xiaolin's face froze on his face, he gave Ping a fierce look, then turned back and stared at Qi Yantang intently, as if he could stare him out of a hole.

Qi Yantang seemed unaware.....

An old professor with a short stature and wearing glasses as thick as the bottom of a beer bottle walked in. His back was hooked, his ravine face was rigid and serious, and his whole body was wrinkled like a toasted walnut.

"Last time we finished talking about the Kangsheng period of the Southern Jin Dynasty, and told you to go down and preview the battle of the border town. Which one of you did it?" A pair of small but sharp eyes patrolled each student's face through the lens, and the entire classroom was silent. The only sound was the careful breathing of the students.

"Now let me ask you, where is the battle in the border town?" He took out the roster, "Di Xian, come here!"

A tall and thin boy stood up slowly, his mouth opened and closed, and a word of silent curse came out of his mouth, his eyes darted around the people around him for help... What is your sister? where!His eyes screamed.

Yansai!Yansai! !His buddy lip-syncs over and over again.

Di Xian frowned in confusion, and repeated in a low voice: "Frontier fortress?" Nonsense, of course it's a frontier fortress!They all said it was a border town battle!He cursed angrily in his heart.

"What?" the old professor snorted.

"Border...Border fortress!" He was startled, and he replied loudly without even thinking about it.

Qi Yantang blinked, and coughed in his throat with a laugh.

His buddy covered his face with a look of hopelessness.

"Front fortress?" The old professor repeated with a dark face, and said angrily, "Tell me how many cities are covered by the frontier fortress?"

Di Xian shrank his neck in fright. The professor of history is very fierce. If you are not satisfied, you may have to take it again. However, this is a compulsory course in the Faculty of Arts. I am so damned!

"You, come and tell him where he is!" The old professor casually pointed to a student.

The classmates at the bottom exchanged good spirits with each other when Dixian was suffering, and the person pointed at stood up calmly and clearly highlighted a place name:

"Yansai City."

The old professor nodded in satisfaction.He asked again:

"Who was the coach who won the Battle of Border Town, and what was his original name? Fu Zhao, you come." This question was tricky, and he also found that these bastards didn't listen to him to preview in advance. What he was going to talk about today was Nanhua Qiang This is the part of his most fascinated history. These little bastards think that they can sleep peacefully after being admitted to Qingqiao?Go dreaming!

He pointed to a boy in the back row of Qi Yantang, his face turned pale, he didn't look at the professor, but stuck his eyes on He Ping behind Qi Yantang, asking for help: What's his name?You are a top student, don't say you don't know!

"Qi Yantang, Qi Yantang..." He Ping muttered in a low voice, over and over again.

Guo Xiaolin heard it, he frowned, turned his head and glanced at the man angrily, and said in a low voice:

"What do you keep telling him to do!"

What Ping's face flushed red, he looked at Qi Yantang in embarrassment, then at Guo Xiaolin, and finally at Fu Zhao, who was still standing there sweating profusely and looking helpless, bit his lip, and refused to say anything up.

"This classmate, do you know?" The old professor walked up to Guo Xiaolin and looked at him with narrowed eyes.

Guo Xiaolin turned pale, stood up in embarrassment, then glared at Qi Yantang who had nothing to do with him, then looked at the old professor who was staring at him, and admitted his mistake in horror:

"I...not...that is his name is Qi Yantang...I didn't mean to..."

The old professor gave him a puzzled look and nodded:

"You actually know, okay, what kind of offensive did Qi Shuai use to win the Battle of the Border Town?" The question was even more tricky. He hated people talking small things in his class.

Guo Xiaolin's eyes widened, he looked at Qi Yantang and then at the professor dumbfounded, the marshal was actually called Qi Yantang? ! Holy shit!Hearing a question raised by the old professor, he got stuck, babbled for a while, and looked at Qi Yantang with a calm face, a trace of malice flashed in his eyes, and he said:

"I don't know, but Qi Yantang must know."

Qi Yantang, who was called, turned his head and looked at the two teachers and students standing beside him, one tall and one short, curled his lips indistinctly, of course he knew.

"You have the ability to ask Qi Yantang to answer for you!" Seeing him making jokes, a trace of anger flashed in the eyes of the old professor.

"I heard that there is no Qi Yantang, the professor asked you to answer!" Almost impatient, Guo Xiaolin immediately sold Qi Yantang.

What a beautiful coincidence... Qi Yantang stood up helplessly, and said lightly:

"Fire attack."

"Why are you standing up?" the old professor said angrily, although the answer was correct.

Qi Yantang glanced at him lightly:

"My name is Qi Yantang."

.................puff!Puff!A burst of suffocated laughter sounded, the old professor widened his eyes in surprise, adjusted his thick glasses, coughed, glared at Guo Xiaolin who was also surprised, picked up the roster and looked, if the name Qi Yantang was on the roster He will never miss it!

"You are not on the roster, which college do you belong to?" The old professor snorted through his nose.He called Qi Yantang that he was innocent, and his anger was completely directed at Guo Xiaolin who was sitting in the seat.

"In the farmyard." Qi Yantang sighed.

"Accompany your girlfriend?" The old professor was stunned.

"No..." Qi Yantang touched his nose: "I like history."

good student!The old professor was instantly satisfied, and immediately refused to make things difficult for him, let him sit down, walked back to the classroom, and began to give lectures.Sure enough, the person with the same name as Marshal Qi is different, he thought with satisfaction.

"20 years of work......"

Guo Xiaolin snatched the history book in He Ping's hand, quickly scanned the battle, frowned, then looked at Qi Yantang viciously, and said in a low voice:

"If you, Little Rabbit Master, have the integrity of your buddy with the same name, Huo Shao may be able to play with you for a while longer."

Qi Yantang frowned in disgust, and ignored him.

Guo Xiaolin was even more excited, and leaned over, his voice full of sarcasm:

"But as expected, they have the same name, this Qi Yantang is not a good bird......"

"That chicken-haired one, what are you talking about?!" A piece of chalk hit Guo Xiaolin's chicken-feathered hair precisely, and when he looked up, he saw the old professor glaring at him angrily. With an expression of asking for blessings, he boldly said:

"I, I think what you said, Professor, is wrong, Qi Yantang is simply a bear!"

"Then tell me!" The old professor was really angry. He also saw that he had a problem with Qi Yantang next to him, but it didn't mean he could insult a hero because of it.

Seeing the eyes of the surroundings focus on him, he glanced at Qi Yantang proudly, and said loudly:

"No matter how many victories he has won, it can't change that he is an ungrateful white-eyed wolf!" He made a pun, and stared at Qi Yantang from the corner of his eyes. He was very clear about the relationship between him and his two unrelated siblings. After the adoptive parents passed away, how dare Qi Yantang say that he took good care of those two guys?

The old professor folded a piece of chalk with gloomy eyes.

"In order to win the battle, he would not hesitate to betray his brother who lived and died with him, even for the sake of fame and conscience, even if he has the ability, he can't bear the title of hero. Not to mention, he died in battle in the end, maybe his brother is watching!"

"But...but he won ten years of respite for Nan Jin." He Ping blushed, lowered his head and said loudly. Just after he finished speaking, he almost shrank under the table.

And this paragraph?Guo Xiaolin secretly made a note of the level of this dismantling, glanced at it, raised his head and said:

"But there is also a saying that the times make heroes. Even without him, Qi Yantang, Nanjin might have a next Li Yantang, Zhang Yantang or something. He doesn't need to kill his brother at all. All this is just for his own fame, fortune, glory and wealth. He Just to keep himself alive, he's nothing but a coward!"

"He is a coward, so what are you? You enjoy the peaceful and prosperous times, and you laugh at the person who ended the troubled times as a coward. Your waist is quite straight." The old professor sneered.

"The life of one person is more important than the fate of the world. Letting go of the small to protect the big, abandoning the car to protect the handsome, this is Qi Yantang's general style, so he is the marshal, and you are just a bastard. He sees it far more than you." You are big."

"Excuses, politicians are dirty, they only pave the way to success at the sacrifice of others."

"Qi Shuai is not a politician, idiot!" the old professor cursed.

"But he killed his brother and betrayed his brother to the enemy. He is more ruthless than many politicians." Guo Xiaolin thought he was playful and smiled.

"Qi Yantang, you come and tell him." The old professor suppressed the abuse in his mouth and turned his gaze to Qi Yantang. He didn't even think about this move, or he didn't come to think of a reason because he was in a hurry.

Qi Yantang lowered his head, heard the old professor's words, and looked at him blankly. He stood up slowly. I don't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that his figure was a lot heavier.

"One more time...he'll do it again."

"That's why he is ruthless!" Guo Xiaolin saw the needle.

Qi Yantang sneered:

"Yes, he's cruel, so he deserves to die, but he's right because he has no choice."

"There is no choice. History is written by the winner. He just thinks that the whole world depends on him, so he can sacrifice anything. Of course it doesn't matter if it's not his own life."

"You think his brother is not important to him?" Qi Yantang's tone was a bit erratic, almost unbelievable.

"He is afraid that the next Zhang Yantang and Li Yantang will appear, and he will kill his brother!" He intentionally, with such sharp and irresponsible accusations, fixed his eyes on Qi Yantang, almost showing the pride of the winner.

Qi Yantang finally looked at him, a pair of cold and dark eyes, with endless fighting, almost bloody, Guo Xiaolin thought for a moment that he was going to die......

Standing there numbly, sweat dripping from the back of his chest, trembling involuntarily in his calves, he couldn't get out of his repeated repetition: he killed his brother......

Qi Yantang rushed out of the classroom without looking back.

You, Qi Yantang, were not the only ones to fight in that battle, maybe there is Zhang Yantang and Li Yantang who can replace you... You don't have to kill your brother at all... You don't have to kill at all he........

You're an asshole, you damn well...

It was raining, the winter rain was gloomy and lingering, and it was bitingly cold. Qi Yantang stood in the rain for a long time. Gu Lique went downstairs and saw this scene. Dazed, he immediately didn't care about the next announcement, and pulled him to run home without saying a word.

He rummaged through the box to find a towel for him, but he grabbed him and asked in a hoarse voice:

"Does Qi Yantang deserve to die?"

Gu Lique was stunned, Qi Yantang asked again:

"Does Qi Ji deserve to die?"

The anger that suddenly rose in his heart was extinguished by his eyes, Gu Lique thought dejectedly, he owed this brat.

"I thought we had reached a consensus on this a long time ago."

"He killed his elder brother just for an ethereal fighter." He stared at him, his voice hoarse.

"Without Qi Yantang, Nan Jin might not necessarily perish, maybe..."

"There is only one Qi Yantang in the world." Gu Lique interrupted him, he sighed, his eyes were helpless but indulgent.

Qi Yantang was stunned, his Adam's apple was rolling, his lips were trembling, he couldn't distinguish between illusion and reality for a while, he hugged him, his wet clothes and wet clothes gave off a chill, his mouth leaned against his ear:

"You forgive him?"

Gu Lique didn't know, so he didn't blame anyone at all. He had a lot of questions, and he should have asked clearly, but his tone softened when the words came out of his mouth, and he whispered:

"Well, I forgive him, he has no choice."

Sighing silently, he helplessly hugged Qi Yantang back, patting his not-so-generous back to comfort him, he must be in debt to this brat.

But in the end, it was young people who were full of blood, and the cold rain soon warmed up. Gu Lique clenched his hands tightly, feeling the warmth soaked in his neck melted into his collar......