my stealth fighter

Chapter 21 The Subconscious Mind

At the gate of the school, beside the pair of white stone wings, stood a lonely figure, which was particularly inconspicuous among the candidates coming and going. You had to stand close to the wings, otherwise someone would turn a blind eye and bump into her .

She stared down at her feet, wondering how long she had been waiting.

"Hi!"

Jiang Chanji greeted her.

Chen Yiyi raised her head and saw him, a gleam of light flashed in her lifeless eyes.

"Sorry, I'm late, have you been waiting?"

The younger sister's short hair flicked lightly, maybe she was saying it's not too late, maybe she was saying that she didn't have a long wait, or maybe she was saying that it's okay, just come here.

"How did you do in the exam? Did you pass? You must be fine, right?" Jiang Chanji asked.

She nodded slightly, and stared at his face with inquiring eyes.

"I passed by by luck! Let's go to the registration office to change the student ID card, and then go home, don't stand here."

The students who came and went, saw him standing there talking to himself, and felt a little sympathy for him, thinking that he was so stimulated by the failure of the exam that he was insane...

A lot of traffic left Hongye College from the reverse lane. Jiang Chanji and Chen Yiyi walked on the sidewalk. Both of them exchanged stamped admission tickets from the teacher at the registration office for official student ID cards and a copy of the admission notice .

Chen Yiyi's ability to pass the test seemed reasonable to the teacher at the registration office, but she was quite surprised that Jiang Chanji passed the test of the Department of Martial Arts. After all, he is so thin and has nothing to do with concepts such as strength and agility.

On the way, Jiang Chanji continued to babble, telling her the test process of the Department of Martial Arts as a story.

Chen Yiyi remained silent, Jiang Chanji didn't know if she was listening or if she was distracted, but it didn't matter, he just wanted to talk.

Before long they were on the same road they had met in the morning.

Jiang Chanji remembered that he saw her turning from another road, but at this moment she seemed to be distracted, instead of turning, she followed him and continued walking.

"Wait a minute, should you turn the corner?" Jiang Chanji reminded, pointing to another road.

Chen Yiyi looked up at the road, then stared at him again.

He scratched his head. Although this guy didn't speak, his eyes were quite understandable.

"The morning after tomorrow, at about the same time as today, are we still meeting here?" He tried to ask.

silence.

"Uh... meet or leave?"

As if she was satisfied with this, she nodded slightly, and then turned to another road.

"Bye-Bye!"

Although she only said one sentence throughout the morning, and expressed everything else with her eyes and movements, Jiang Chanji didn't find it troublesome to get along with her. He had to explain why, because the more words, the more lies mixed in.

She cherishes words like gold, but it is easy to understand, very simple, yes is right, right is wrong, no need to guess what she means by a certain word, and whether she has misunderstood something.

If you don't talk, you won't fight.

In short, she could be regarded as the first friend she made in Hongye Academy.

……

evening.

The last day of enrollment for Hongye College this year is over, and the next open enrollment will be at this time next year.

The teachers in charge of the examination of each department need to write a summary report of this enrollment according to the usual practice, stating the specialty, development potential and development direction of each student who passed the test.

Therefore, the end of the enrollment work does not mean that the teachers can rest. In addition to preparing lessons for the official start of school the day after tomorrow, the teachers have a lot of things to do.

Da da da.

A figure in a white coat appeared at the gate of the ancient castle of the Department of Martial Arts, with high-heeled shoes stepping rhythmically on the bluestone, and his walking posture was extraordinarily enchanting.

"Hey! Violent girl, I'm here to drink with you!"

Lu Weijing saw Li Muqin in the martial arts arena from a long distance away, and excitedly shook the plastic bag in his hand, which contained several cans of beer, as well as various side dishes and snacks.

Li Muqin stared intently at the monitor, and glanced impatiently at his long-time friend.

"What are you doing here again? You are free. I still have a lot of things to do and reports to write—and don't call me a violent woman!"

"Don't be like this, people know you have worked hard, so they come here to comfort you!"

Lu Weijing ignored the old friend's attitude at all, put down the plastic bag by herself, and stretched.

The setting sun accurately outlines the curves of her body through her white coat.

Fortunately, she is a school doctor in a girls' school, if she is released outside, it will definitely be a disaster.

"It's really thick-skinned." Li Muqin sighed.

This thick-skinned old friend always makes her helpless.

laugh!
Lu Weijing opened the tab of the beer can, forced it into Li Muqin's hand, and opened another can by herself.

"What are you looking at?"

"Rewatch the video of candidates during the daytime test and write a report."

"Haha! Don't think I don't know, there are only two or three kittens who apply here every year, and the report and the like can be written in a few strokes!"

Lu Weijing raised her head and gulped a few gulps of beer, "It's so refreshing!"

Li Muqin did not deny that there are very few students who apply for the Martial Arts Department every year, and even fewer are admitted.

"Let me guess, how many students have been recruited this year? One? Two?" Lu Weijing asked jokingly, "Or are there no harvests?"

"One."

"Don't worry, it's good to have one. After all, the so-called ability type is the reflection of the desire in the bottom of the heart. How many adolescent girls wish from the bottom of their hearts to have a strange power or be as fast as lightning? Ah, of course a violent girl like you Exception, haha!"

As Lu Weijing said, whether one can awaken one's ability depends on one's constitution or genes, but what kind of ability one awakens is positively correlated with one's subconscious desire, which has been scientifically confirmed.

Adolescent girls yearn for the dream of a princess, and they like swan-like elegance. This desire will be reflected in their awakened abilities, and corresponding abilities will be born.

How many adolescent girls wish they had a strange power?
If, on the other hand, only men can awaken abilities, then there must be the largest number of superhumans of the body strengthening type, not one of them.

Teenagers have middle school dreams, fantasizing about becoming Superman, Hulk, Saiyan, etc.

Girls also have secondary dreams, but they hope that they have the ability of Sailor Moon and fight with a gorgeous and elegant figure. Few girls want to be Ultraman, right?

At the moment of awakening, what kind of desire they have in their hearts and what kind of person they yearn to become determines the type of ability they awaken. Although they may not be completely consistent, the general trend is the same.

Therefore, the ability to strengthen the body has always been the relatively least amount of abilities among extraordinary people.

(End of this chapter)