The world does not want to be represented

Xia Zhaohui rushed over because he had just received the news that the YW35T star was intervened by the Executive Department.If he remembered correctly, this was Quan Shen's last project before going to prison.

If it weren't for this, Xia Zhao wouldn't be so cautious.

"Since we talked about constant temperature facilities," Lan took over the documents handed over by his subordinates, "It happens that the constant temperature facilities that you used the materials from Star Pirates happened to be,"

He raised his hand, flipped down to a certain page in the file, it was the picture after the test, and smiled sarcastically: "I don't blame myself."

As soon as these words came out, many people secretly looked at Quan Shen.The material aspect has always been determined by Quan Shen throughout the process, and it should have been finalized a month ago.

Seeing the panicked eyes of the interns in the crowd, Quan Shen couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

How would Xia Zhao deal with such a thing that would damage the interests of "Yu" if it was related to the Black Lotus?he thought to himself.

Xia Zhao had already walked to the archives room. He had been paying attention to Quan Shen's changes. Seeing the other party showing hesitation, his heart sank slightly. When he passed Quan Shen, he still whispered: "Don't worry."

Even if it is really Quan Shen, he will try to pick it off.

Before Quan Shen could be confused, Xia Zhao looked at Lan Juan and said coldly, "Then investigate."

The rain outside the building began to fall heavily again, and soon pedestrians on the road got into the suspension car or went into the store to avoid the rain.Looking from a height, Blue Star seemed to be submerged in this continuous rainstorm.

Seven years ago, Emperor Xing.

The water soaked the ice cubes, and the carbonated beverage cans were sandwiched between the ice cubes, and there were already fine droplets of water on the body of the cans.Amidst the sizzling sound of ice cubes melting under the scorching sun, the teenagers sat together and discussed a prank.

"Why didn't Xia Zhao speak?" A person smiled with indistinct flattery, "I've been silent for a long time."

The young man Xia Zhao raised his eyes, then retracted his eyes in a perfunctory manner, watching the ice bubbles in the water burst, and his mind wandered into the sky.Even when he was in a trance, he was still condescending and arrogant.

The other boy was mysterious when he saw this: "When I was playing basketball at noon, I saw that so-and-so."

"Who?"

"Who else can it be? Who are the girls coming to see at the stadium recently?" The man whistled and said with an ambiguous smile: "That Quan Shen..."

"Is that enough?" Xia Zhao asked suddenly.

The teenagers were surprised: "It's really him?"

"Did Quanshen offend you?" A boy had no confidence, "He is very nice, there must be some misunderstanding..."

"What are you in a hurry for?" Xia Zhao looked over, "Know you?"

The boy shook his head quickly: "He helped me once, if you... I'll forget it."

Originally, Xia Zhao was just a little distracted, but after being so excited, he really couldn't say it happily, and looked down at the ice cube in a neutral way.

There are people next to him, and Xia Zhao's mood change can be seen naturally, so he immediately booed and went to see where Quan Shen was.

Before Xia Zhao could figure out what was going on in his heart, he was dragged by his cronies to find trouble with Quan Shen, and was forced to listen all the way about Quan Shen.

Along the way, Xia Zhao has long heard that he is just a cover, and these things have been a pain in the ass for a long time.

"What's there to boast about him coming from a poor background? Every day old man Gu doesn't scold me, every day he doesn't praise this kid."

"What are you, I was not pursuing Lu Ren a few days ago, and then I went to confess to Quan Shen. He refused!"

……

It sounds very unpleasant.He always smiles and knocks people down in the fighting class, and he also apologizes and reaches out to help, making the girls praise him as a gentleman.Always sitting under the shade of the benches during the break time, spoiling the feelings of the young lovers who had a rare reunion in the grove - he sat there, and the girls couldn't help looking at him.Coming from a humble background, without father or mother, from a not-so-famous family, she is actually liked by almost all the teachers.

"Orphan?" Xia Zhao stopped in his tracks, and said coldly, "You have a sense of proportion. Don't use my name to bully others."

The young man who took the lead rolled his eyes: "We all found out where he is, so let's go and see him. Let's have a classmate and see if there is anything he lacks. Care and care."

"Yeah yeah……"

Xia Zhao was supposed to refuse, to see something for strangers, but for some reason, his words of refusal became: "...that's fine."

In the training room, a black-haired boy in a white shirt was sitting under the manipulator, as if he was doing maintenance, his face was smeared with a little stain, and his expression was very indifferent in private.

Hearing footsteps outside, he turned his head.

Xia Zhao walked in the front and saw the young man sitting in the snow-white sky, his black satin-like hair fell on the shoulders of his white shirt, his outline was blurred, just like the brilliant Apollo in Western paintings.

Sure enough, when someone was there, his indifference just now was like an illusion, and he showed this kind of gentle smile again.

"What's the matter?" he asked.

The teenagers who were booing at the beginning were all shocked, you pushed me and let the ground push a person out and said, "You, you, Xia Zhao is looking for you."

Xia Zhao: "..."

Xia Zhao was about to turn around to see who pushed him out, but he heard the boy in the white shirt yell, "Student on the basketball court."

"...you saw me," Xia Zhao simply walked over, "I heard, "He actually didn't know Quan Shen at all, but when he got here, he could only think back to the words of his friends, and choked out, "Luren likes you ?”

Quan Shen put down the repair tools, his face was confused: "Who?"

"You are not human," the boy who complained about his failure in pursuit couldn't help but cry out in grief and anger, "She just confessed to you three days ago!"

"Oh," Quan Shen's face paled, "too many. Is this what you're here for?"

Xia Zhao didn't expect Teammate Pig to do such a bad thing, causing him to admit it was neither denying it nor denying it, so he had to turn around and say, "...shut up."

"Let's see if you are in trouble, and if there is anything you need," the boy who took the lead in booing said half-heartedly, "The main reason is that Brother Zhao cares about the students who are not in good condition. Don't get me wrong."

The boy in the white shirt looked at the manipulator for a while, didn't speak anymore, stood up, but staggered because of squatting for a long time.Xia Zhao subconsciously stretched out his hand to help him, feeling that his wrist was cold, like holding a piece of ice in the hot summer.

"Thank you." He whispered and walked out.

Looking at his back, Xia Zhao shook his hand lightly in a strange way.

Broke up unhappily.

After that day, Xia Zhao was absent-minded, and when he was in class, he always thought about the feeling of holding his wrist that day.Even though there is a constant temperature setting in the room to cool down, he still thinks that there are beads of sweat on the tip of his nose and forehead.

The teacher was lecturing, and when he saw this, he thought that the thermostat was not adjusted enough, and it was heating up the Xia family, so he adjusted the internal temperature without any trace.The students all felt a bit of coolness.

But the emotions in Xia Zhao's heart became more and more intense, like a solo that was hard to calm down.

Until a week later, he saw Quan Shen again.

It was one night, the whole college finished the final exam and was preparing to go home.On the last day of boarding college, Xia Zhao sat by the window and looked at the night sky of Dixing, but he didn't feel that the summer night here was difficult.The cold touch of that day seemed to be in his palm all the time.

All of a sudden, the academy sounded a rapid beeping siren, red warning lights scattered everywhere, and the white search light outside shone here, dazzling Xia Zhao immediately stood up, ready to go back to bed to sleep.

"...Quan Shen..."

"It's really prudent..."

"...too impulsive..."

Several teachers hurried past outside, chatting while walking quickly towards the source of the alarm.

Suddenly, someone's aircraft cut through the night like a streamer, rushing towards the direction of the alarm.

In the training room an hour ago, Quan Shen was about to go out, but saw a few teenagers walking in, laughing and using the manipulator: "Let's compete. Let's pay attention to the points in class, life and death outside of class."

Quan Shen ignored him, wiped off his sweat, and was about to leave. Suddenly, someone activated the manipulator, and a strong wind hit him. He grabbed the railing and used his strength to avoid it. Just as he was about to stop drinking, he saw all the manipulators in the room move. up.

It was difficult to dodge all the attacks one after another, he bent over and rolled into a manipulator nearby, his gaze became cold inch by inch.

"Life or death?" he said softly.

Xia Zhao didn't know why he was in such a hurry, but when he entered the training room and jumped off the aircraft, he saw Quan Shen's black manipulator shooting at the other manipulators that had already surrendered. The recoil force recoiled quite regularly, lightning flashed everywhere, and the teenagers who were attacked screamed in panic.

Quan Shen's manipulator blasted through the target with the last gunpowder, and the manipulator that was hit had been split from the middle, and the boy inside was pressed by the machine, vomiting blood from his mouth.

This seemed to be a scene of unilateral massacre, which made Xia Zhao's anxious mood suddenly cool down.

The black manipulator didn't stop. Instead, after the blood-spitting boy passed out, he continued to load ammunition and aim slowly.

That young man in a white shirt who always had a smile on his face... didn't seem to be aggressive at all, no matter what irony or slander he received, he just listened lightly, like Apollo, radiant and gentle and humble...

The flames of ammunition charging have become stronger and stronger.

"Quan Shen! Our family is famous for fighting against star thieves," a teenager cried hopelessly, "You can't be real, you can't..."

The charged light on the black manipulator suddenly faded slowly, as if it was being cancelled.

But the desperate boy didn't notice: "...we have already notified the academy, you will definitely pay the price!"

Xia Zhao's heart tightened slightly, and just as he was about to go in, he saw the teachers had already rushed in.

Before Xia Zhao could speak, the mess inside had already given the teachers a judgment.

"Stand back! Control him!"

"Calm down and be careful, don't do things you regret!"

The black manipulator was surrounded by teachers, and the students from the medical department rushed to take the injured teenagers away.

Xia Zhao broke away from the crowd and went in, and saw that the black manipulator had been imprisoned and almost scrapped.The manipulator and the user have synesthesia, and the feeling of being pinned is also slowly appearing on the user.

This is why Xia Zhao felt chilled when Quan Shen shot at the surrendering controller just now.

But now things have changed.

Xia Zhao went in, but no one else dared to stop him. He climbed over the cordon, patted the black manipulator, turned off the prison next to him, and said in a low voice, "Come out..."

After a while, the door of the manipulator opened.

The teachers looked stern and did not dare to relax.This is their most proud student, and they don't have full confidence until someone puts down the manipulator.

After 3 minutes, no one came down.

The teachers looked at each other.It stands to reason that this is an anti-torque violation, and they can't resist the manipulator, so they should reopen the confinement.However, their love for this student made them hesitate.

"Xia Zhao," at this moment, they saw Xia Zhao suddenly turn over and go in, "Dangerous!"

Xia Zhao entered the manipulator that was almost scrapped, and it was dark inside. He turned on the light and brain lighting, and saw a boy in a white shirt sitting in the driver's seat with his head lowered, as if he was resting.

"Quan Shen..." Xia Zhao approached, unbuckled the seat belt of the driver's seat, and was about to pull the man down, but felt his palms were sticky. He lowered his head, and saw blood stains on his hands under the light of the light brain.

"Sorry." Quan Shen said.

How can there be trauma in the manipulator that looks intact—unless Quan Shen was attacked before he put on the manipulator.

Xia Zhao took a deep breath, didn't ask where the injury was, and helped the person slowly get off the manipulator.

"Quan Shen!" The teachers surrounded them cautiously.

The black-haired boy had fallen into a semi-conscious state, and his white shirt was covered in blood.Xia Zhao helped him stop at the door.

"I hope the academy will not let a single violator go unnoticed, nor will anyone wrongly defend themselves."

After Xia Zhao finished speaking, he led the people out of the training room.He felt the other party tremble slightly, and he didn't even dare to breathe too heavily for a while.Xia Zhao didn't know that it wasn't because of the pain, but because of the body instinctively excited by the unilateral massacre just now.

The sticky blood in the palm of the hand has gradually become cold, but it is completely different from the coldness of holding the wrist that day.

In the silence of the night, Xia Zhao kept sending out signals with his optical brain, anxiously waiting for the students from the medical department to come, but he couldn't wait.Gritting his teeth, he sent a signal to the Xia family, asking for medical treatment to be sent over.

In less than half an hour, the number suspension hovered over the college, and Xia's family sent a message to ask why Xia Zhao was attacked in the college and no one healed him.The dean searched profusely, and saw Xia Zhao sitting in the dormitory with his favorite student in his arms, and the medical staff sent by the Xia family walking around.

The lights in the other dormitories were turned on, and they looked curiously through the windows.In the night, Xia Zhao looked quite cold.

The dean approached and asked, "Is the injury serious?"

Xia Zhao already knew that it was just a little bruise, and there was some blood, but it was not serious.At that time, the act of reloading the ammunition after running out of ammunition has far exceeded the scope of legitimate self-defense stipulated by the academy.

It is very likely that Quanshen will be destroyed.

The medical personnel were about to speak when they saw their young master raising his hand, so they didn't say that it was just a skin trauma.

It was the first time that Xia Zhao felt that Di Xing's summer night was so quiet that he could clearly hear the heartbeat and breathing of the other party, and feel the blood flow.Half an hour after the medical staff arrived, he played back the scene of the recoil of the black manipulator shot after shot in his mind, from the fear at the beginning to the calmness now.

"Very serious." Xia Zhao said.

"Please hold those students accountable for attacking classmates who are not on the manipulator."

"To give," Xia Zhao paused, "To give..."

The black-haired boy woke up at some point, and there was no emotion in his dark eyes.After a while, Xia Zhao appeared in his blurred vision. He seemed to have opened some command and smiled.

……

As if there were some instructions.

Whenever I see him, I subconsciously smile.

It was like a gift carefully prepared for him.

At this moment, Xia Zhao clearly saw his future path.He will create a kingdom in the gray area, rebel against the family tradition of justice, and become an unjust villain.In the gray country, waiting for his gift.

"When they recover from their injuries, they will be charged with homicide and sent to the enforcement agency." Xia Zhao said in a flat tone.

At this time, the door of the archive room opened slowly in front of him, and it was pouring rain outside.

But Xia Zhao's ears seemed to be the cicadas of Di Xing Xia Ri.

The documents were reviewed under the light, and the faces of the "Rain" employees on the second floor gradually turned ugly.

A young man in a white shirt with black hair was standing in front of the document, wearing a coat of the executive department, with a neat and tall figure, and his outline was bright and pure white under the lights on the second floor.

This is a gift from the Executive Agency to him.