wake of the wild

"A good book is like this. It is both thought-provoking and widely discussed." Xiao Kuo, who has been in the field for 100 years, looked down at the list quickly with a slightly embarrassed smile. "Then, let us welcome the next one to share... "

Yu Xuan, who was still sitting in the middle, still wanted to argue with Hu Lingyu unwillingly, but the vice-chairman made it so obvious that she had no choice but to calm down.

Hu Lingyu was even worse than her.

The reasoning became clearer and clearer, if Xiao Kuo didn't stop, the little fox would drag out the most fabricated part of the book and execute him alone.

In this way, the sharers after the senior sisters, as long as they sit in the center of the carpet and look around, they can harvest an angry fox, and the red flames of "carrying a gun to fight at any time" radiate from the whole body.

Perhaps because they were afraid of getting caught again, the four of them started hastily and ended hastily, simply sharing the contents of the book, neither extending nor mixing their own opinions too much.

Hu Lingyu did not show up again, and patiently heard that all the sharing was completed.

However, although the four old members share superficially, there is a subtle tacit understanding in the selection of books.

"Rodent's Paradise" tells the tragic history of a rodent being bullied by a ferocious family.

"Say No to Ferocious Beasts" teaches disadvantaged families how to stand up and fight bravely when faced with bullying by ferocious families.

"Warm Ink", a story of two low self-esteem, sensitive, and always bullied by the powerful family members, who became pen pals by accidental communication and redeemed each other.

"Transparent Wall", a disadvantaged family with extremely high physical talent, was selected into a sports team with strong families. Finally left the team sadly.

——It can’t be said that we hug each other to keep warm, but we can only say that we have a good heart.

At the end of the club activities, Dai Yiran really followed the agreed process and recommended a book to everyone, which counted as half a club assignment.

Under his wink, Xiao Kuo projected the book cover onto the big screen.

A majestic bighorn sheep overturns a fierce tiger, and the title of the book is "The Magnificent Counterattack of Bighorn Sheep".

"The next club event, students will be randomly selected to share their impressions after reading," Dai Yiran repeatedly emphasized, "You must read it, and you can't be lazy."

As the evening approached, the students who had finished their club activities came out of the building one after another. It was as lively as usual after class, but with a little more excitement.

Many students were still unsatisfied, and were still discussing the content of the activity with the people around them, and some of them could even directly determine what club it was.For example, those who still have oil paint on their hands must be painting art, and those who talk endlessly with their companions are either board games or e-sports...

Lu Qi and Hu Lingyu were not conspicuous in the crowd coming out of the building, and in the noisy air, no one cared about their low-pitched conversation.

"How do you feel?" Lu Qi originally wanted to wait for Hu Lingyu to take the initiative to publish the "investigation conclusion", but after waiting for a long time, he only got a little fox with "serious eyebrows".

"There is definitely a problem." "Agent Hu" finally spoke, his tone was convincing.

Lu Qi deliberately asked, "What's the problem?"

Hu Lingyu looked up suspiciously: "Didn't you see it?"

"I have some ideas," Lu Qi said with a smile, "Tell me first, and see if we have a tacit understanding."

"Who is with you and us. You have suspicious motives, and I am pretending to investigate." Hu Lingyu clearly disliked it.

Lu Qi laughed out loud: "Okay, I'm a bad guy, you're a good guy, so what does a good guy see?"

"Atmosphere." Hu Lingyu didn't have any real evidence, but, "The atmosphere is not right. Don't you think that the books shared by the third graders all have one thing in common?"

"I'm weak and I'm pitiful." Lu Qi summed it up succinctly.

This is it.

"It's normal to have one share," Hu Lingyu said, "but it's not normal to share five."

Especially compared with the sharing of the new members of the second grade, five second graders, including Lu Qi and Hu Lingyu, shared five different types of books with different themes, and even a certain classmate's "Antler Poetry" was unexpected in terms of genre.

"Thinking about it from another angle," Lu Qi shrugged, "Maybe they were all forced to

Branch bullied. "

"I have also been bullied," Hu Lingyu said, "but I can't just read 'how to beat the jaguar' just because I have been bullied. Don’t talk about reading extensively, it’s not like everyone is obsessed with the same type of content.”

Lu Qi frowned slightly: "Your little head, besides the jaguar, can you think of anyone else?"

Hu Lingyu: "No one bullied me."

Lu Qi: "..."

"Don't digress," Hu Lingyu said, returning to the subject, "The atmosphere of the study club is really dangerous. Even if you have not been bullied by powerful subjects, it is easy to go into extremes when you listen to such sharing."

Among other things, just look at the classmates around at the moment, nine out of ten have youthful faces, and the remaining one is full of negative energy or life is lost, and they are definitely friends in the study club.

"That makes sense," Lu Qi nodded, without too much emotion. "Perhaps at first, a hundred flowers bloomed, just like today's second grade, with wonderful novels and ethereal and dreamy poems. But then everyone communicated and got along with each other. Then, he was unconsciously assimilated."

"You shouldn't have known it a long time ago." Hu Lingyu looked at him cautiously. "Also, the analysis should be objective. Please remove the description of 'empty and dreamy poetry' that violates objective facts."

"Violation?" Lu Qi's innocent and clear eyes were filled with "I think it's quite accurate".

Seeing that the little fox was going to kick people, the sika deer restrained himself in time: "I really don't know, he just let me participate as an ordinary club."

Hu Lingyu was silent.

"He" is Li Juan.

"But I probably figured it out," Lu Qi said with a trace of contempt and sarcasm, "It's just a reading club, and that's all for me."

Far away from the club building, the crowded crowd gradually dispersed.

As usual, the two chose the small road to the cafeteria, which was a bit further than the main road, but there were fewer people and it was quiet.

I don't know when many clouds accumulated in the sky, covering most of the setting sun. When the wind picked up, the grass fell in one direction and the leaves rustled.

Soon, the last ray of afterglow was also swallowed by clouds, and the sky was covered in haze, and the air pressure was so low that it was suffocating.

Hu Lingyu didn't bring an umbrella, because the weather forecast was "stable" as usual, and he asserted that the sky is clear today.

But the little fox doesn't care about the weather now.Lu Qi's attitude toward the book club, Li Juan, and the Nirvana gang—if he really knew there was such a gang, it was getting more and more confusing.

Complicity?Lu Qi's attitude doesn't look like he has "spiritual resonance" with those guys.

But if you are not a person from the same road, why do you want to "join the group" by all means? What is Lu Qi's purpose?

Every time I think of this, I have entered a dead end, and a certain cunning deer has nothing to say, and a set of sultry nonsense.

Hu Lingyu turned his head to stare at the side face of the sika deer, and finally his eyes fell on the beautifully shaped lips, thinking seriously about how to pry them open.

Without warning, Lu Qi came over.

Hu Lingyu was caught straight and panicked for a second.

However, Lu Qi asked something irrelevant: "Is there anyone from the Animal Control Bureau in your family?"

"My family?" Hu Lingyu's mouth was quicker than his brain, and he almost followed up with "I count", but fortunately he reacted at the last moment, "No, why do you ask this?"

Lu Qi caught the little fox's subtle pause and continued: "You were very excited when arguing with Yu Xuan, especially when the book didn't mention the hard work of the animal control bureau. I thought someone in your family was in the animal control bureau or protected District work, that's why I'm so angry."

"No," Hu Lingyu denied again, looking away, pretending to look at the gravel road under her feet, "I just think her words are too one-sided."

"Oh," Lu Qi said calmly, "That may be my misreading."

Read wrong?

Hu Lingyu looked up strangely: "What did you see?"

Lu Qi looked at him with a smile, as if reminiscing.

Then Hu Lingyu heard him say: "A sense of honor. When you speak for the animal control bureau, it's like defending the honor of the home court."

The path comes to an end.

In front of the cafeteria, there was a lot of voices.

"We will all enter the Beast Control Bureau in the future," Hu Lingyu said sincerely, "If we don't even have a sense of faith, how can we convince the lycanthropists that the Beast Control Bureau can protect them."

Lu Qi stopped at his feet: "What if you can't protect it?"

Suddenly the wind blew up.

The branches trembled and the blades of grass flew.

The little fox couldn't see the sika deer's expression clearly.

The rainstorm is coming.

Running wildly into the cafeteria, and then fleeing back to the dormitory, even if the animalized little fox ran out of whirlwind speed, it was still soaked from the inside out.

There is no way to hide, the rain has been falling until late at night.

Recently, the sun has been shining continuously, the air is dry, and the rain is also good, but Hu Lingyu doesn't like it very much.

It may be that the quilt feels uncomfortable, or it may be that the dreams that bring up bad memories are always filled with water vapor.

Sure enough, the little fox didn't sleep well all night.

But this time, he didn’t dream about the past, but returned to the book club, he was impassioned, he fought all the Confucian scholars, and fascinated all the second graders. I was overwhelmed and tore up those broken books in my hand on the spot that I might as well not read.

Student Hu was very satisfied, hugged the quilt and hummed "hehehe" a few times, and slept more soundly.

It was daylight outside.

Rhubarb was on the verge of waking up, so he forced Hu Lingyu to wake him up with a "hey hey", and looked sleepily at the other bed, wanting to see what he was looking at, and it was so successful in the morning.

Before he could see clearly, the door of the dormitory was already slammed.

Boom, two times.

The rhythm is polite and restrained, and the power is loud enough.

Hu Lingyu opened his eyes in a jerk, his dream was in vain, and he muttered unhappily: "Who is it..."

Rhubarb has already gone to the ground and opened the door.

There were two people outside the door, the counselor Zhou Zhanao, and a middle-aged man.

"Is Hu Lingyu here?" Zhou Zhanao didn't seem to have rested well, his eyes were slightly dark circled, and he was a bit haggard.

"Well, here." Huang Chong didn't know why, and instinctively turned his head and shouted to Hu Lingyu, like a tip-off, "Teacher Zhou is here——"

Hu Lingyu sat up with a dazed face, the quilt in his arms still holding on to the quilt when he was fighting with the Confucian scholars.

Zhou Zhanao and the middle-aged man entered the room. The latter was taller than the counselor of the golden eagle family, with dark skin, a weather-beaten face, and eagle-like eyes.

"This is a comrade from the Animal Control Bureau," Zhou Zhanao first explained the situation to his students, "Don't be afraid, I just want to ask you something."

After speaking, the counselor took Huang Chong to the corridor to avoid him first.

Only Hu Lingyu and the middle-aged man were left in the room.

Hu Lingyu silently looked up at the other party.He wasn't afraid, but his mood was a little delicate.

Nie Gangqiang, the former captain of the action team of the Animal Control Bureau, was later injured on duty and was transferred to the Security Department. There were several joint operations in the Bureau, and Hu Lingyu, who was seconded, was in charge of the periphery with his colleagues from the Security Department.

[Hu Lingyu, do you eat dry food! 】

[Hu Lingyu, are you here to help or to cause trouble! 】

【Hu Lingyu...】

"Good" memories come flooding back.

Section Chief Nie's lion's roar was as clear as yesterday.

But now, the devil section chief tried his best to put on a kind face, as kind as an old man in the neighborhood: "Student, my surname is Nie, I want to ask you for some information."