Hidden Assassin

“What the hell is wrong with Fang Yuxi? However, I always thought that the woman was a bit of an idiot and a bit of a comedian, but... how could Ye Lingjing mess with her? Strange... go back and ask..."

Time is Monday morning, Yin. As Jiaming promised to ask his brother about the beginning and end of the quiet incident last Friday, early this morning, Oriental Mandarin had rushed to Jiaming's desk and told him the secrets that everyone on Earth already knew. I lifted my head from the table tirelessly and my mouth skipped.

“Your information arrived so promptly, I am so touched, I will go back and ask, thank you...”

The tone of the answer was somewhat mechanical, because yesterday I spent all day in Jianghai with Marilyn's mother and daughter. Probably because of Friday night, Marilyn was in a bad mood, and as a mature 30-year-old woman, she hadn't touched a man in years, and she was actually a long-time complaining woman. She slept with Heidi at noon and stayed with her for over an hour. Back at night, he had just unraveled some of his heart knots, and the two people intimate to the extreme quiet and Sha Sha haunted him for another night. In such a powerful offensive, even though he had a pure Qigong foundation, he could not help but have the idea of “self-inflicted sin, inability to live”.

However, although some pens have been buried in the quiet and sandy place, Jiaming has not done the idea of meeting Marilyn's mother and daughter. Although there is no love between Marilyn and Marilyn, Marilyn is also sober about these things, but people, will always unwittingly create possessive creatures, will make people unhappy, even if there are only small possibilities, don't do better.

Looking back at yesterday's wheel war, I couldn't help but exclaim: Jiaming, Jiaming, you are invincible. Then close your eyes and continue what he does most often in school every day, to sleep. And looking at Jiaming's face, Oriental frowned for a while: “Really? You already know that? ”

“Although I am also a little moved by your kindness, I must say that the most popular gossip topic among Martians right now is the story of how Ye Lingjing was suppressed by Fang Yuzheng and disqualified from leading the dance... I am a little confused, let me sleep, thank you. ”

“Er...” Oriental flashed for a moment and said: “Well... anyway, I've asked for your help. You can't fail to pay for the performance at the school festival. That's the show I pushed up on, and I've bet hundreds of dollars to support you...”

“Classmates are actually involved in underground gambling?” Looked with interest at the Orient. The biggest purpose of the Sacred Heart College's campus celebration is to make money donated by graduated students, and in order to make the party outstanding, the whole party will also vote to select the best shows such as eggs. Since there is competition, there will also be some students Zhang Luo underground gambling plates after the evaluation. Of course, such gambling plates are more gentle. In order to improve the sense of interaction, the school also has a close eye to underground gambling plates, and some teachers will bet for their own programs. However, gambling such things are too inconsistent with Oriental style.

“That... makes everyone happy, no. ”

“Oh, don't worry, we'll play as promised. ”

Hearing him say this, Oriental Wan relieved herself and asked again for a moment: "It's only a little over a week now, can you tell me the name of the song you're going to sing? ”

“I think that was a good song that day. ”

“Which song? The east wind broke? ”

The Oriental glance was whitened and Jia Ming sighed: "Only-You. ”

“...” Oriental shrugged, laughing, "Will you stop it! ”

“The truth is… I haven't thought about it yet. ”

“I don't believe it. It's only been a week. ”

“Don't believe me. ”

“You...” fingered Jiaming lying on the table, early in the morning, Oriental Mandarin had a full yellow face, Jiaming just turned her face aside, ignored her at all, a moment later, Oriental Mandarin retracted his finger: “Don't say anything, hum...”

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The next sentence, "Don't say it, don't say it", is actually "Don't believe me, I can't find it”. Of course, such a mouth cannot be exaggerated, and most importantly, it cannot be exaggerated in front of Jiaming. Fortunately, after the second session in the morning, she met Ye Lingjing in the hallway to the office building, while she was walking back with her classmates with boxes of chalk.

We are not really friends with each other, but as classmates, it is in itself a reason for intimacy. Together with the brother's relationship and its own reasons, Oriental Mandy has joined the classmates' association shortly after enrolling in school. The quiet and often helpful relationship with the classmates' association also occurs. We know that Jiaming's relationship with Oriental Mandy is not harmonious. On several occasions, when writing the blackboard newspaper together, Oriental Mandy was politely apologized. Knowing the gentleness of the quiet character and listening to the song's name naturally falls on her.

After greeting her directly and saying something, another female student took the initiative to take over the chalk in quiet hands and left. At a corner of the office building, Oriental Mandarin asked softly about the song name.

“Singing? Well, Sha Sha and I will be there, but Jia Ming hasn't decided what to sing yet. Anyway, we have a new song every time we perform, and we only have a week to prepare, so I guess it's okay... uh, Jia Ming did something exciting again? ”

Simply the affectionate tone of speech can prove that the relationship between spirituality and clarity has reached the level of a family member, and of course, these things have never been concealed at school. And after listening to the quiet speech, Oriental gently revealed an awkward divine color.

“Oh, no, I asked him about the name of the song, and he said he hadn't thought about it yet, and I thought he was flirting with me again. Still quiet, you are more reliable, Gu Jiaming... I get headaches every time I see him. ”

“Huh, huh...” clapping the chalk powder on his hand, quietly attached and laughing, “Actually, the family wasn't so bad, he was just more isolated, other people were nice to him, he just... well, since we were kids, we thought he was good. ”

“I didn't say he was bad, it was too isolated...” The words carried some resentment, Oriental shrugged his shoulders, "Well, then... I have things to do too, bye bye, by the way, about the show. Come on, I can buy you wins. It's useless to say this to Gu Jia clearly. ”

“Oh, no problem.” Waving his hand, he turned quietly around the corner of the office building and opened the faucet next to the wall to wash his hands. Also at this time, there was a voice coming from the corner: "Xiaowan. ”

“Hi, Fong Ming. ”

On the other side, a young girl in a white casual sweatshirt walked in, with a white ribbon tied with a sleek long ponytail, which was a moon pool lavender like a porcelain doll. Seeing her come over, she waved quietly and smiled: “Kaoru. ”

“Quiet.” The gentle and graceful voice called out the quiet name, and the lavender also stopped in front of the white porcelain table next to the wall, unscrewing the faucet and rinsing the fingers I didn't know why it had gotten dirty, and asked softly with a quiet smile: “lavender, what happened to Jiaming today? ”

“He's been sleeping. ”

“Ooh... ooh...” Looking back at yesterday, there was also a slight blush on the quiet face with some soft legs. At this moment, Oriental Mandarin's speech with several other male classmates came from there.

“I heard about this martial arts tournament in Jianghai City. Your group went to participate. Yesterday there were two games, right? How'd it go? ”

“Forget it, Han just lost a mess yesterday, because yesterday's game, now our group is a little hung up. To be honest, this is the worst loss we've ever had in Sacred Heart College. Alas, it's been a dark period since late last year. ”

“What's wrong? ”

“Needless to say, because last year, Cheng's psyche had a shadow. Although he had overcome some of it, when he hit the fiercest, he subconsciously made a completely unnecessary defense. He would have won the game...”

“Hehe…”

“Xiaowan, you're still funny, the most powerful people in the martial arts club, your brother is busy with student union matters can't participate, Lu Jianchuan was hit by a wire pole like that last year, broken bones, and then his martial arts career basically ruined like that... He * s, every time I think of this, I want to go and fix the shit in your class Gu Jiaming, if it wasn't for Teacher Chen said several times not to allow selfish challenges...”

“Hey, hey, hey, you don't have to say this. To be honest, Lu Jianchuan, they played soccer and kicked it on the girl's head. How dare you say he didn't mean it? I think Lu Jianchuan deserved it! ”

“Ok, Xiaowan, Lu Jianchuan will not mention it, but Han just finished the matter, he is just in the middle of a challenge book, Gu Jiaming's kind of behavior really... now Wushu Society who doesn't have a fire in his heart, if it weren't for Chen teacher's constant prohibition... Che, Chen teacher's training is like teaching a monk, he doesn't teach anything powerful, anyway, I have been depressed lately... I know Gu Jiaming's fight was guaranteed by you, I was just targeting that shit Gu Jiaming...”

When I heard this, after washing my hands for a long time, a little rage flashed in my quiet eyes. One of them stopped the faucet and thought of the corner to rush out: “The mouth is full of chaos, I don't think your qualities are any better! If you can't beat him, you'll find a reason. Is the martial arts club empty? Everything has been pushed down on Gu Jiaming. He also said that Tang Zhengzheng's war book. Isn't that what you wanted to do? And the rules are agreed by everyone, Han just didn't pay attention, can only say that he deserved it! Jia Ming didn't break any rules. Want to fight? I'm right here with you! ”

Last night it was like glue paint. At this moment, the quiet hearing of people saying bad things about home is naturally getting angrier and more angry. A string of words with a raised red face has been said. Several male classmates around Mandy Oriental apparently did not expect people to suddenly rush out to hold each other. Plus, the quiet is also a beautiful woman, and she was stunned there for a while.

“What's the matter? Don't you dare? ”

Spiritually, he continued to speak out loudly. Also at this time, the bell of the class rang, the head of the party clearly said: “Good men don't fight women... I won't fight you.” Then he walked away with the others from the spiritual quiet. At the end of the day, the person suddenly turned back and said: “You really want to fight fairly, you let Gu Jiaming go to the martial arts club to fight the war books.” Speaking, turn around and walk away.

“Er... quiet, ignore them, it's these people who suck, they just lose excuses. Well, let's go to class first. ”

After a few words of comfort, she saw Lunar Pool Kaoru looking cold in the direction of the people's departure, coming out of the side, had to be a little stunned, but she also knew that Kaoru and Jing were good friends and turned away now.

With tremendous fire, she stood there quietly and violently ups and downs, which would have been the first time in nearly a year that she had heard people talk about Jiamin and arrange things with that game, but this time it made her particularly angry. But for a moment, she calmed down a little and said softly, "Kaoru, don't tell her about this one, okay? ”

With faint doubts, Kaoru turned his gaze to the quiet.

“As you know, what Jia Ming needs is quiet. He doesn't care if people say these words 10,000 times in his ear, but I can't do it, I'll be angry, but I don't want Jia Ming to fight because I'm angry...”

“… I understand.” He nodded softly, looking quietly.

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At 1: 30 p.m., clouds of haze covered the sky with breezes.

As a Sacred Heart College that focuses on the extracurricular qualities of students, students are greatly facilitated in their interest activities, with more than four classes per week for group activities in addition to a dedicated room for group activities, and, upon application, daily self-study classes can also be used for extracurricular activities. But even so, this time is not enough for those who truly love an extracurricular activity.

The martial arts club, for example, is facing an intense race.

After lunch and taking a short break, more than 30 leading members of the martial arts club gave up their pre-class naps and gathered in the indoor martial arts for training. More than a dozen of the members qualified to participate in the competition were sitting together and discussing the next competition process.

“... the teams facing tomorrow's competition are not really difficult. They can be easily solved by a few other people besides the Lord who will be slightly stronger. So, in order to ensure victory, I have two options. First, our little martial arts avoiding their Lord should win ten to nine stability. Fang Ming, you play the second game, of course it's fine. It doesn't matter if we lose in the face of their Lord...”

At noon, it was always quiet, and in addition to the trainers' shouts, the president's planning voice was particularly loud and moderate, which was a voice of confidence. Also at that time, the door “wow” opened and then closed. The young girl came in with an iron chain and locked the door ring directly.

Everyone stopped for a moment and watched the man move. It's a beautiful woman who came in.

Perfect cheek like a porcelain doll, faint without any expression, white ribbon with long ponytail at the back of the head, the same white casual tracksuit with blue stripes. The girl untied her shoelaces at the front door and stepped onto the wooden floor wearing the beautiful jade of flesh-colored stockings.

“No more games tomorrow. ”

White hands lay before him and bowed profoundly to all those in the field, which was clearly a must-have standard courtesy for a Japanese girl known for her gentleness.

Then he said, probably because he didn't talk much, and he said, "I'll play with you. ”

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