The result of Yi Jiamu's ability registration was announced on the school website the next morning.

Although it was just a short five concise words of "passive system ability", it did not unexpectedly cause an uproar.

Soon, news that the Ability Research Institute intends to conduct targeted inspections spread like wildfire, and the “just people” who questioned the results of the original report of the incident have since shut up.

Not to mention that passive abilities are the recruiting type of the theory academy. There is no such thing as speculation for admission. Even if it is now disclosed that Yi Jiamu possesses active abilities, as long as the so-called "absence of abilities" is a fact, At most, the ability awakens a little later, and everything is indeed within the scope allowed by the rules.Not to mention that Yi Jiamu has attracted the attention of the Ability Research Institute. Maybe after assisting in the inspection, he can make some contributions to the field of ability research, and receive a wave of commendations from the coalition government!

As soon as the announcement was made, there was another wave of enthusiastic discussions in the campus forum. As the protagonist of the hot topic, Yi Jiamu at this moment has no time to pay attention to the trend of the forum.

A while ago, I followed the members of the Alien Society to participate in the Ability League. Although I had already asked for leave from the instructor, all the assignments left during this period still needed to be filled on time.

After all, he is not like other people in a purely supernatural department. It is well known that the theory school is the college with the most learning subjects, especially the two semesters of the freshman year. In just one week, the homework that needs to be supplemented is enough to suppress dead.

Fortunately, Yi Jiamu doesn’t need to worry about learning, and the professors of various subjects also know that he took leave to participate in the power league. As long as he didn’t miss too much on the course, most of the homework content is still a choice. Gave him a relief.

You know, since their theoretical school was founded, this is the first time anyone has the qualification to participate in the league.These professors were always upset when they watched people from other colleges show off their strengths, and now they finally came out with a Yi Jiamu who can make them feel proud, which is the brand new facade of their colleges and departments!

So, how can I treat it?Of course it's spoiled!

Yi Jiamu hurriedly ran between the major teaching buildings for most of the day, and finally arrived at the last professor who needed to be handed over.

The professor just asked him a few very simple questions perfunctorily, and he let him pass the level smoothly. When the end was over, he did not forget to pat his shoulder with approval: "Yi Jiamu is right, the next league must be Play hard! Don’t worry about the credits of each subject. The teachers in our School of Theory are very supportive of you. It’s more important to win glory for the school, you know!"

In this case, Yi Jiamu didn't know how many times he listened this morning, so he nodded very calmly: "Thank you teacher, I will work hard."

The professor waved his hand amiably: "Go!"

Because there was no class that day, when Yi Jiamu packed lunch and returned to the dormitory, Sangbei just got up in a daze, and at first glance he was very surprised: "Why come back so fast?"

Yi Jiamu briefly explained the situation.

Sangbei fell silent after listening.

Thinking of how he almost died suddenly during the night reading in order to catch up with his homework these days, he was a little bit angry at everyone's different destiny.

Sure enough, people are more popular than people!

Sang Bei was bitter in his heart, and could only turn his grief and anger into appetite.

Yi Jiamu and Sang Bei had lunch together, and when the table was cleared, he suddenly stood at the door and didn't know what to do.

Sangbei gave him a strange look: "The semi-finals are coming soon. Will you guys not need to train recently?"

Yi Jiamu moved the corners of his mouth: "Do you want it?"

Sangbei: "Then...you don't need to go?"

Yi Jiamu was silent for a moment: "I should go."

Sang Bei watched him standing still after he finished speaking, and blinked slowly: "What's the matter, do you want to go? Is there someone in the Alien Society that is treating you badly? No, you just helped They won a game, why do they win you?!"

Seeing his roommate, Yi Jiamu thought more and more crookedly in a blink of an eye, and couldn't help interrupting his scattered thoughts: "Everyone treats me very well, I...I will set off now."

After speaking, without waiting for Sangbei to say anything, he turned and left after changing his shoes.

In fact, the training of the Yiyuanhui started this morning, but because of academic issues, he and Lu Zexiu took a long time off.

I have to admit that he really meant to avoid someone, but in the afternoon, he couldn't escape no matter what.

While walking, Yi Jiamu took a handful from his pocket, looked down at the still dim screen, and the corners of his mouth tightened slightly.

Yes, up to now, he still doesn't have the courage to start.

After all, no one knows what happened last night. What if his social account is directly bombed as soon as he turns it on?

Yi Jiamu still hasn't thought about what to say after meeting Gu Yesheng.

However, what is afraid of.

Yi Jiamu had just walked out of the elevator, and as soon as he looked up, he saw the figure leaning on the sofa in front of him.

For a moment when his eyes were facing each other, it seemed as if he could see a dim look at the bottom of the narrow eyes, and there was no emotion on that face.

Yi Jiamu saw that Gu Yesheng would stand up the moment he saw him, and subconsciously glanced away.

Just trying to find a reason to escape, Zhuo Ming suddenly flashed up to him, put up his shoulders and dragged him to the conference room: "Oh, Mumu, you are finally here, we're waiting for you to come to the meeting!"

Yi Jiamu was taken aback for a moment, and noticed that Gu Yesheng had been following a few steps away like this, and couldn't help speeding up his pace: "Sorry, let's have a meeting!"

During the entire meeting that followed, Yi Jiamu held Zhuo Ming's arm in the corner of the corner, keeping the furthest straight line distance from Gu Yesheng from beginning to end.

Xu Yi saw everything in his eyes, and took the time to get to Gu Yesheng's side and asked, "What's the matter with Mumu, wasn't it good before? Why, I quarreled when I got back?"

Gu Yesheng was like this all day today. He looked at Xu Yi faintly at this time: "No quarrel."

"No quarrel? Then why did he avoid you?" Xu Yi was surprised, "Let's just say, last night I had a good conversation with Mu Muben, but then suddenly there was no sound. Come on, right? , Isn't your kid okay to make emotions again?"

Gu Yesheng's eyes had been on Yi Jiamu's body. He looked back and looked at it with a vague expression: "Oh? Did Mu Mu chat with you last night?"

Xu Yi clearly understood the wrong point, and he justified himself solemnly: "Don't think about you, just chat a few words, especially the conversation between ordinary friends. Later, I talked to you, Mu Mu never again. Never returned to me!"

Of course there is no answer, it is directly shut down.

The corners of Gu Yesheng's mouth were slightly lowered, and he smiled at Xu Yi with no warmth: "I see."

With the three simple words, his eyes are even more like a chilly knife, and Xu Yi trembles subconsciously, and in a blink of an eye he pulls the chair back a few steps.

What is going on with this feeling of imminent death?

Today's meeting is mainly about the configuration of the next semi-finals. With the progress of the theme, Yi Jiamu soon understood why Zhuo Ming was so enthusiastic about him.

It is not difficult to see from the previous game that the new pairing of Zhuo Ming and Xu Yi did not perform well.

In order to prevent the double match from becoming Chongxing's weakness in the later stages, according to Lu Zexiu's meaning, he wanted to re-form a new double group.

Yi Jiamu, who performed well the first time on the court, is naturally one of the best candidates.

Yi Jia Muben was planning to wait for Lu Zexiu to return to the team and sit back on the bench. He didn't expect the president to let him play a double match. He was also a little surprised: "If you play double, who will partner with me? Senior Xu Yi? "

"No." Lu Zexiu shook his head, "Your partner is Gu Yesheng."

Yi Jiamu: "Who?"

Gu Yesheng had been sitting next to him without speaking. At this time, he smiled and opened his mouth: "I proposed to play doubles. There are too many singles, and occasionally I need to change my taste."

As the familiar voice sounded, Yi Jiamu's back stiffened slightly, and finally raised his head to look towards Gu Yesheng.

Gu Yesheng had a faint smile in his eyes, and the curvature of the corner of his mouth was meaningful: "Is it okay to play double with me?"

Yi Jiamu was silent for a moment: "...very good."

The new duo has since been formally confirmed, and the content of the subsequent meetings has continued smoothly.

Yi Jiamu deliberately avoided someone, and immediately turned around to leave as soon as the meeting was over. As a result, he was stopped before he could leave the meeting room.

The tall shadow hung heavy on his body, and he could smell the faint breath of Ruoyoruowu.

In the past two days, Yi Jiamu has a clear feeling. It seems that after temporary marking, he has become more sensitive to Gu Yesheng's pheromone breath.

For example, now, just such a shallow strand makes his whole face feel a little hot involuntarily.

Gu Yesheng looked down at Yi Jiamu, and saw the child staring straight at his toes without speaking. This guilty-hearted look was so cute and sultry that he was unspeakable, and suddenly he wanted to insult him. The momentum of the army was defeated, and he almost did not hold his serious expression.

However, he still hasn't forgotten the bleak picture of squatting on the balcony with a cactus in his arms for the night. Finally, he held up his tone and asked meaningfully: "New partner, let's find a place to have a good chat? Or, do you think it’s good to be here?"

Occasionally there are other members of the Yiyuanhui from the side, Yi Jiamu felt his heart jump slightly, and blurted out: "Go to the lounge and talk."

Gu Yesheng leaned sideways contentedly and made way for Yi Jiamu.

The two walked into the lounge one after another.

Yi Jiamu was working hard to brew his emotions, only to see that Gu Yesheng had closed the door calmly, and suddenly got close, pressing him against the locker like this.

The long and narrow eyes rolled up deep waves at this moment, and the corners of Gu Yesheng's mouth were curved like a smile but not a smile, which meant a long time: "Then the first question today."

The silky breath flicked through Yi Jiamu's nose, and the words lingered in his ears: "Excuse me—Among those'favorites', what is your favorite posture?"

In a short sentence, Yi Jiamu felt that the fireworks in his mind suddenly exploded.

The author has something to say: Those who can't escape ~ must be punished!