A-level spirit master

Gu Yan opened the door with a bunch of small gifts, and Shen Cun squeezed in against his back.

"Are you here to mess with me?" Gu Yan glanced at him and put the things into the cabinet.

"Serial confession." Shen Cun walked slowly to the table, took the chair, sat down on his back, and lay on the back of the chair.

"If you don't say it, I'll forget it." Gu Yan thought for a while, "Skip the part about Ji Xuan?"

"I think so too." Shen Cun picked at the pattern on the chair and said, "Otherwise the leader will be so angry and curse at people."

Gu Yanting laughed: "I thought you would not talk about the lamp-eyed goblin because you promised Ji Xuan, or because you were afraid that the court would cover up the S-class... I didn't think it was because you were afraid of being scolded by the leader."

"Compared with others, this is more terrifying." Shen Cun leaned back in his chair and sighed.

After he sighed, there was no movement in the room for several seconds.Shen Cun straightened up suspiciously, and found that Gu Yan was staring at him blankly.

"What's wrong?" Shen Cun wondered.

Gu Yan was silent for a while, and suddenly said with a complicated expression: "...It seems to me that I saw the top of your head for the first time."

"Ah?" Shen Cun looked at him blankly.

"Damn it." Gu Yan hurt his self-esteem, stared at him and said, "Do you often see the top of my head?"

Shen Cun turned his head to the window sill: "Yes."

Gu Yan bent down, squeezed Shen Cun's chin and turned his head back: "You're still smiling, isn't it pretty?"

"It's beautiful." Shen Cun said desperately.

"Damn." Gu Yan rubbed his face hard twice, and said viciously, "Did you grow up on pig feed?"

"I still have them in my room, do you want them?" Shen Cun said.

"You have changed into Brother Cun." Gu Yan let go of his hand and looked at him, "Really, the bottom line is getting worse."

Shen Cun sat on the chair and laughed for a long time: "There's no need to worry about it, you're not short either. Isn't there a monster." He paused, and added: "Occasionally, a monster."

"Your uncle." Gu Yan was so angry that he kicked the leg of the chair, "Go away, you don't want to go back to create the Feng Ling report."

"Let's go together." Shen Cun hugged the chair and moved to the side, "After finishing writing, hand it in together."

Gu Yan glanced at him and sat down at the desk, took out a stack of letter paper and tore a few sheets for Shen Cun, and the two began to write quickly.

Gu Yan's writing speed is very fast, and Feng Ling's report is something that does not require thinking, just describe it according to the format.But in ten minutes, Gu Yan was done.

Spinning the pen for two rounds in boredom, Gu Yan put his right ankle on his left knee and took out his phone.

"What are you looking at?" Shen Cun held his chin and glanced to the side.

Gu Yan turned the phone screen towards him, and the dense spells sent out a stun skill towards Shen Cun on the spot.

"Did you scan the rune into your phone?"

"Well, it looks convenient."

Shen Cun sighed, and made a gesture of 'admiration': "How about the chicken soup... Ah, you have to work hard enough to look effortless?"

Gu Yan suddenly got goosebumps all over his body: "If I talk about it, I could really drop my phone."

Shen Cun was also disgusted by himself, coughed and continued to write the report.

After the Ice Festival ended, Gu Yan was doing tasks besides writing his thesis, so he had very little free time in a row.He had already memorized all the intermediate spells, but the advanced spells were ridiculously lengthy, and Gu Yan had to concentrate on them with fragmentary memory, and it was very easy to have a headache when memorizing them.

Gu Yanji always read things silently, not to mention making a sound, he didn't even move his lips.He has been reciting for more than 20 minutes, and he still doesn't feel tired, and his spirit is just when he is active, but he can't help but slowly move his eyes to Shen Cun.

Not finished yet?

Gu Yan looked at Shen Cun curiously from behind for a while, he was writing with his chin propped up quietly, his writing hand paused slightly.Gu Yan took another closer look, and smiled in surprise.

"This handwriting..."

Shen Cun seemed to know what he was laughing at, propped his chin to one side, looked at Gu Yan's report, and couldn't help but clicked his tongue: "Pretty."

"Let's do it." Gu Yan turned his ankle, and the silver anklet swayed in a beautiful arc.

It's no wonder that he is so anxious, he can indeed write well, he is chic without losing his strength, and he is often caught by the teachers in the department to copy documents.Gu Yan's grandfather is a retired professor of calligraphy art. He is well-known in City C. He was often caught by his grandfather to practice calligraphy when he was a child.When his grandfather married his daughter, the first criterion for finding a daughter-in-law was good writing, so there was no ugly word in their family from top to bottom.Not to mention Gu Yan, even Meng Chenxin, who dropped out of school early, is very beautiful in calligraphy.

As the saying goes, writing is like a person, Gu Yan thought that Shen Cun's handwriting was also gentle and elegant, but he didn't expect...

"I didn't expect your characters to be so long." Gu Yan tilted his head and laughed.

"Ugly?" Shen Cun touched his chin.

"...you can't say it's ugly." Gu Yan tried hard to describe it, "It's short arms and legs, like a child's writing."

"Oh." Shen Cun wrote two more, and each stroke was really short, and the font structure was also very loose, which looked cute.

On a whim, Gu Yan imitated a few on the paper, like a line of little people lined up: "It's kind of interesting." I was almost so cute by myself.

Shen Cun smiled, and wrote a few words on that piece of paper: "I'll try your style..." He started to write, turned his wrist slightly, and immediately showed a silver hook drawn with iron.

"Damn it?!" Gu Yan put down his legs in surprise, rubbed the chair forward, picked up the paper and took a closer look, looked at Shen Cun and said, "Yes, you still have two faces."

Shen Cun was amused.

"You originally wrote it like this." Gu Yan reacted after being shocked.Children's handwriting is easy to write, but if you don't practice handwriting specially, you will definitely not be able to write it for a while.

Shen Cun didn't deny it, and nodded his report with a pen: "When I'm bored, I will write for fun."

This time it was Gu Yan's turn to be convinced: "Then how boring you must be."

Shen drew a big circle on the waste paper: "There is so much boredom."

"Fool, write it quickly." Gu Yan couldn't help laughing, and slapped him on the back, "You can only play after you finish your homework."

Shen Cun sighed, and continued to poke the report with a pen on his cheek.He only had a small tail left, and this time he poked it out in a short while.

"Nine o'clock tomorrow morning?" Shen Cun asked.

"Okay, tell those two people to gather downstairs." Gu Yan said.

"it is good."

Shen Cun went out with two reports.

Shen Cun walked out of this door, Feng Ping knocked on another door.

Chi Zhou was wearing a sleepy belt slowly, his silver hair was loose on his shoulders, and the ends of his hair were a little wet, and the room was filled with a faint mint fragrance with water vapor.

"The dog's nose is really good." Chi Zhou leaned against the door with a half-smile, "You found my room by smell?"

Feng said politely and detachedly: "I have something to tell you."

Chi Zhou curled his lips into a smile, turned sideways, and made an inviting gesture.

"I won't go in." Feng Ping shook his head, "Just a few words, I'm here..."

"I don't have the habit of chatting at the door." Chi Zhou interrupted him unceremoniously, and said slowly, "Me too, I can't find any reason to cooperate with you."

Feng Ping bit his lip, bowed his head and walked in.

"Click." The door lock made a soft click.The wind bit the bullet and walked in.

Chi Zhou sat on the chair, put one arm on the table, and lazily propped up his upper body: "Sit whatever you want."

This room has been unoccupied. Although there are cleaning staff who clean it regularly, the equipment is not as complete as that of Ming Jian and others. There is only one chair in the room.

Feng Ping didn't want to sit, but the two of them stood and sat one after the other, like a class teacher and a student admonishing him, Feng Ping himself felt awkward, so he had to sit by the bed.

"You know, before we joined the high executive department, Ming Ming would collect as much information as possible, which can be regarded as a thorough understanding of the character and character of the spirit master." Feng Ping looked at Chi Zhou and said, "But what did the spirit master experience after that?" , Mingming generally doesn’t ask or investigate. So, they don’t know about us.”

Chi Zhou smiled sarcastically: "I can see it. Then?"

"Since we have already ended, there is no need to hinder the present pace because of the past." Feng Ping said, "During this mission, I hope not to cause trouble to my partner."

"To put it bluntly, you just don't want them to know." Chi Zhou's voice was very soft.

Feng Ping lowered his head and looked at his fingers: "That's right."

Chi Zhou looked at him sullenly, but said nothing.

The room fell into a burst of silence, which was like a calm lake, wrapping people airtightly.As the breeze blows, the camphor leaves outside the window, together with Feng Ping's heartbeat, make a rhythmic rustle.

"You take yourself too seriously." After an unknown amount of time, Chi Zhou mocked.

Feng Ping raised his head, his pupils were clear, which set off the depression in Chi Zhou's heart even more heavily.

"How charming are you, worthy of my constant mention?" Chi Zhou leaned forward, put his elbows on his knees, stared at the young man viciously, and whispered, "You son of a bitch is so big!" face."

"This is the best." Feng Ping smiled and stood up, "Excuse me."

Chi Zhou stood in front of him, lowered his eyes and said, "The 200 million should be spent."

The wind froze based on his movements.

"When the money is gone, it's time to earn it." Chi Zhou rubbed his side face and smiled, "Just leave like this?"

Feng Ping looked at him coldly: "Otherwise?"

Chi Zhou leaned against his ear, took a shallow breath, and murmured, "You're still attractive...at least it's comfortable to fuck."

These words forced Feng to rely on all his patience and reason, and he slammed his fist into Chi Zhou's face.

The punch was so powerful that Chi Zhou's head was tilted, the inside of his mouth scratched his teeth, and he tasted blood in almost a second.

"Tempers are good." Chi Zhou spat out a mouthful of blood indifferently, and pressed Feng Ping on the bed by his collar.

"Are you crazy?!" Feng Ping locked his throat, trying to pull some distance away.

Chi Zhou smiled: "Just like this to your former benefactor? Do you know that harmony makes money?"

Feng Ping pursed his lips tightly, bent his arms, and hit Chi Zhou's temple with an elbow.Chi Zhou didn't dodge as if he was being abused, he took a punch abruptly, and let out a muffled groan.Feng Ping took the opportunity to push him away.

Chi Zhou lay on the bed, laughing out loud.

Feng Ping didn't even look at him, he slammed the door and left.

"I'm crazy..." Chi Zhou said softly in the empty room, "I'm like this, you feel sick too..."

He rolled over and buried his eyes in the pillow.

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In the hall on the first floor.

Ming Ming was talking to Shen Cun when he was startled by the sound of the door slamming upstairs.

"Damn it, why is Chi Zhou so crazy?" Ming Ming picked the one with the highest suspicion value and scolded him.

"...Accept the bed, I'm not used to it." Shen Cun said.

"Hey, you will find the reason." Mingming snorted, put the Fengling report into the folder, and suddenly said seriously, "Communicate with the Fengling Bureau. After completing this task, you go there to match Mai Ling try."

Shen Cun was stunned for a moment: "Okay."

Ming Ming didn't say much, and patted him on the shoulder: "This time it will definitely succeed."

"Yeah." Shen Cun smiled lightly, his eyes were covered by drooping eyelashes.