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pecked lightly.

"It's all a lie to you, do you believe it? How stupid."

"Wu Shixun, I will never take you in in the future!"

After several days of selection in the competition, one of the remaining four will be selected in the final as the champion.This martial arts competition is a good opportunity for the gang to connect with each other and learn skills.Despite this, everyone's determination to win or lose is still strong, because this competition is not only about martial arts, but also an excellent opportunity to get ahead in the gang.

Huang Zitao entered the final without any difficulty.

Before the final game, however, he disappeared.

Bian Baekhyun dialed the phone anxiously, but there was the sound of the other party turning off the phone.

"Huang Zitao, what exactly do you want to do?" He angrily dialed his company's number. He was very familiar with the work at home, but he didn't want to use it in such a place one day.

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The four people who were supposed to be divided into two groups for a one-on-one match were missing one, so it was impossible to compare.Wu Shixun was also not on the field, which made Wu's father, who was watching the battle, look more and more ugly.

As time passed by every minute and every second, Father Wu whispered a few words to the people around him.The man nodded respectfully and left quickly.

Soon, the referee announced that there were only three players in the final, and Huang Zitao was disqualified.

There was an uproar in the audience, and the people in Meitang were even more angry, they immediately started to yell, all pointing their fingers at Huang Zitao.

Bian Boxian saw it in his eyes and was anxious in his heart. He immediately left the martial arts gym and planned to find the culprit to find out what happened.

While going out, he ran into someone.

"Kris?"

"It's you, Baekhyun." Kris looked at him with an expression of disbelief. Kris stood at the door with a very bad expression, followed by Park Chanyeol who was looking left and right.

Baekhyun hurriedly said hello and left. He turned his head and saw Kris, accompanied by Park Chanyeol, looking around as if looking for someone.

Kris glared at Park Chanyeol: "You said he was here, what about others?"

"Honey, don't be like this, you will be in a mess when Huang Zitao is mentioned, it makes me so sad."

"It was you who told me that Huang Zitao was from Meitang, so I knew you were slandering him! What exactly are you trying to do?"

Although Park Chanyeol was the main envoy, he looked for Huang Zitao's figure with a blank face, not only did he not find him, he didn't even see Wu Shixun's shadow: "I want you to know the truth, Kris."

It wasn't until recently that he remembered Huang Zitao's identity.When Wu Shixun asked him for that painting, his expression made it clear that he knew the person in the painting, so Huang Zitao has something to do with Wu Shixun.Later, Huang Zitao appeared in Lily of the Valley for no reason, and got mixed up with Kris. Could it be that Wu Shixun used Huang Zitao's pawn to restrain Kris and deal with Lu Han?

The more he thought about it, the more clear he became. Anyway, even if he guessed wrong, he would just be scolded by Kris, but if he guessed right, would Kris talk to Huang Zitao again?He has made a deal that will not lose money.

He checked and found that the White Lotus Gang was holding an internal martial arts competition, and Huang Zitao was going to participate in some troublesome competition recently, and it was kept secret.Now the evidence is even more obvious.Park Chanyeol rushed to Kris' house impatiently and dragged him to the scene.

Park Chanyeol saw that there were no Huang Zitao and Wu Shixun on the field, and Kris was about to leave. He eagerly followed up and grabbed Kris's hand: "Kris, it's all my fault. I misunderstood Huang Zitao. Don't be angry. .”

"Park Chanyeol, I really didn't expect you to be this kind of person." Kris felt ashamed that she doubted Huang Zitao, but also kept her anger on Park Chanyeol.

He broke free from Park Chanyeol's hand and walked away, but he couldn't move, because Park Chanyeol had already rushed forward, wrapped his arms around his waist and imprisoned him in his arms: "Kris, can you trust me again? I promise there will never be a next time."

Park Chanyeol was nervous, Kris was not an easy person to deal with, once this anger left, he didn't know when he would be able to take care of himself.

"You let go." Kris said calmly, as if she was completely disappointed in Park Chanyeol.

Park Chanyeol is most afraid of such peace, Kris can beat him and scold him, just don't ignore him, don't give up on him.He knew very well that although Kris appeared gentle on the outside, he was very stubborn and decisive inside. Once he made up his mind, eight horses would not be able to pull him back.

So he wrapped his arms even tighter, buried his head deep in the socket of Kris's shoulders, sniffing the pleasant fragrance in his hair: "I won't let it go." The gentle smell is just like Kris himself.

Suddenly, Kris grabbed his hand on her waist and bit down hard.Park Chanyeol almost screamed, he quickly covered his mouth with the other hand, which gave Kris a chance to escape smoothly and strode away.

Park Chanyeol, who kept shaking his hands and hopping in pain, was left in place.He looked at the teeth marks that were almost oozing blood on the back of his hand, and couldn't help smiling wryly, "You're really hard on me."

Park Chanyeol walked towards the door step by step, he still did not give up searching for Huang Zitao, but this time, he saw Father Wu's figure.I just wanted to go up to say hello to my uncle, but I couldn't explain the injury on my hand, so I had to give up.

However, when he passed through the crowd standing and watching the battle, he heard a person say: "Hehe, no matter how good Huang Zitao's kung fu is, it's useless not to participate in the competition! There's been a lot of trouble."

Park Chanyeol's eyes lit up.He turned his head and saw that the man was still talking, so he moved closer and asked, "Brother, can you tell me about Huang Zitao again?"

The man glanced at him suspiciously: "Who are you?"

"I'm a friend of your young master. My name is Park Chanyeol. You must have heard of it."

And at this moment, Wu Shixun and Lu Han are having a crush in the hall master's bedroom.

"Once upon a time, there was a little match selling girls..."

"Wrong, it's the little match girl." Both of them were on the bed, and Lu Han leaned his head on Wu Shixun's lap, listening to Wu Shixun read him a story from Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tales.

"I will read this story, and I will do whatever I say!" Wu Shixun said arrogantly and unreasonably, making Lu Han speechless.

He continued to make up nonsense: "The girl who sold the little match for a day is a little tired. She scratched her head and wanted to sleep. Who knows, it burned up. It died, and it was its own fault."

"Wu Shixun."

"what?"

"Have you realized that you are actually naive?"

Wu Shixun stared at him fiercely: "You say it again?"

"You always act willfully, like a child." Lu Han leaned on his lap, looking very comfortable, "Changing fairy tales randomly, isn't this childish, what is it?"

Wu Shixun put down the book in his hand.This is a fairy tale that has been read badly, and I already know its tragic ending.That being the case, why not make it a little more enjoyable?And who else would dare make me read a story but you?

But what he said was: "The really naive person is the one who likes to read fairy tales. After I finish reading, you have to fulfill your promise."

"What promise?" Lu Han began to play dumb, slowly moving under the bed.

Unexpectedly, his motives were noticed by someone who was keen, so someone quickly grabbed his ankle and dragged him towards the center of the big bed: "When will I remember, when will I let you go."

Pulling off his jeans with big hands, Lu Han let out a cry, and grabbed the pants that had slid down to his knees without letting go.Wu Shixun didn't care about him, and walked up his thigh with one hand, Lu Han's body began to tremble slightly, and he closed his eyes.

You love me, no need to be hypocritical.

Breathing heavily, Luhan wrapped his arms around Wu Shixun's neck, and murmured dreamily, "Are we in love now?"

"We did what everyone in love does, so that counts."

"So, do you like me?"

Wu Shixun didn't answer, he didn't know if he didn't hear clearly, or he pretended not to hear clearly.

Mother Wu in the photo on the wall is smiling like that.

The competition outside the field has nothing to do with me or you. People who like it will interfere with it, and those who don't like it can just watch it with a pair of eyes.No matter how big the world is, it is full of disturbances and hustle and bustle. If there is no one you want to accompany you, you will not feel that you are living in the world.

The song ended, and this year, Mei Tang failed to win anything in the martial arts competition.

Not to mention other people's eyes on Huang Zitao afterwards.On that night, Bian Boxian gnashed his teeth and took Huang Zitao by the ear, and personally sent him to Meitang.

Wu Shixun sat in the lobby to meet guests, chatted with Bian Boxian for a while about the weather, and for a while about the cooperation between the Bian and Wu families. After a while, they talked about some things on the campus, which teachers should leave, and which teachers should.When he was free, he also became very interested in the dried flowers soaked in the cup.

Huang Zitao lowered his head, but he had been kneeling on the ground in the center of the room for nearly three hours.

After a while, Bian Boxian felt distressed instead.If you make a mistake, you will definitely be punished. If you hide now, you will suffer even more in the future.He already knew this when he sent Huang Zitao here, Wu Shixun would not spare Huang Zitao lightly.However, Bian Baekhyun's heart is also made of flesh, no matter how sensible he is, if the person he likes suffers and suffers here, he will certainly not be able to stand it.

Wu Shixun was still rambling, but Bian Baekhyun finally spoke: "Shixun, for my sake, don't be too cruel."

Wu Shixun laughed, extremely gentle and harmless: "Don't worry, I have a measure."

This was the last sentence Huang Zitao heard Wu Shixun say that day. After finishing speaking, the young master got up to see the guests off.