low-key warlock

Over the past few days, from the dormitory buildings, to the teaching buildings, to the library, to the Weiming Lake, and even to the corners of the colleges, the campus of Peking University has inevitably been filled with a joyous atmosphere mixed with a strong parting sadness. I want to graduate, and from now on I will fly to different places and go all over the world...

So much so that it infected those students who took the final exam.

On the evening of the day when the exam ended, the students of the Marketing Department of the School of Management, led by the class leader Tan Zhe, had a dinner together, and their freshman life came to an end.

After dinner, Su Chunfeng was about to go to a food stall outside the campus to drink beer with a few roommates, but he received a call from Song Ciwen. The Beijing University Temporary Student Warlock Association was going to hold a meeting—tomorrow the freshmen, Sophomores and juniors are leaving school for the summer vacation, and the association has to hold a farewell party in advance.

This farewell party was still held in a classroom in the building of the School of Archeology and Museology.

When Su Chunfeng came to the classroom of the School of Archeology, Culture and Museology, he was quite surprised to find that Zongmeng, who was supposed to live in the hospital, was sitting in the front row of the classroom dressed neatly. It was a little strange to wear a white long-sleeved shirt to block the cotton wool and adhesive tape wrapped around his arm.

The classroom was empty.

Most of the student warlocks hadn't arrived yet. Except for Zongmeng who was sitting in the front row, only Qu Feiyan was sitting at the edge of the middle, holding a book with her head down and reading seriously.

This cold, arrogant and withdrawn girl who is as cute as she is in the Temporary Warlock Association of Beijing University is wearing a black sleeveless dress and flat white canvas shoes. Her long black and shiny hair is casually scattered on her shoulders. With fair skin and graceful figure curves, she looks like a classical beauty.The fly in the ointment is that Qu Feiyan's appearance is not outstanding, she can barely be regarded as a middle-aged figure, and she is not good at makeup, so she has a different charm.

Su Chunfeng took the initiative to walk in front of Zongmeng, and said, "Are you discharged from the hospital so soon?"

"Yeah." Zongmeng responded eagerly, and didn't say that she actually only stayed in the hospital for three days.

It seems that I feel sorry for Su Chunfeng who has saved his life not long ago with such a cold attitude, so Zongmeng was silent for two seconds before looking up at the back of Su Chunfeng who turned and left, and squeezed out some Crying and seeing a polite smile that couldn't go anywhere: "Thank you."

At this time, Su Chunfeng had already walked back to the fourth row. Hearing this, he turned his head and said with a smile, "You're welcome."

Regardless of whether Su Chunfeng saw the smile he seldom showed to others, Zongmeng had already recovered the stern expression of rejecting people thousands of miles away, and said, "Come and sit."

Su Chunfeng nodded, walked over and sat down next to Zongmeng.

"After I recover from my injury, let's compete again." Zongmeng said excitedly.

"it is good."

"Are you sure you can beat me?"

"No."

"Why did you agree?"

Su Chunfeng smiled and said, "Then I refuse now, is it okay?"

Zongmeng froze for a moment, then shook her head and said, "I'm not used to this kind of conversation... Since you agreed to compete with me, then you can't refuse. But you can rest assured that when I compete with you, I will not be like before. When you fight with other people so desperately, the time will come to an end."

"Forget it, I admit defeat." Su Chunfeng said calmly.

Zongmeng was stunned again.

Qu Feiyan, who was sitting a few meters away, turned her head, her expression was calm and her voice was as clear as a warbler's cry, but her words were not very pleasing to the ear and said: "Be cowardly before fighting, Su Chunfeng, who was favored by Professor Luo and elected as the president You are not so afraid of Zongmeng, are you? Or, are you afraid of his father, Zongxiange nicknamed Suojianglong?"

Su Chunfeng smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if you win or lose?"

Qu Feiyan smiled, turned her head and ignored Su Chunfeng and Zongmeng.

Zongmeng rather machismoly didn't counter the obvious provocative intention of the girl Qu Feiyan's words just now, maybe she was still a little grateful for Qu Feiyan's action that night to stop the young killer in white from escaping?He just didn't know what to say because of Su Chunfeng's merciless retreat, so he kept silent.

But Su Chunfeng seemed to be aroused, and asked with a smile: "Senior Zong, how do you compare with Senior Sister Qu?"

"She's not as good as me." Zongmeng said directly.

"It's not as good as your desperate Saburo's reckless attitude?" Qu Feiyan lightly brushed her hair, and said with a sarcastic smile: "If Fan Yanzhi hadn't been merciful, you would have been useless if you didn't die... Where would you be today? Such a perverted practice opportunity to forcefully suppress one's personal cultivation without breaking through, and attempting to upgrade to three levels in succession once one breaks through?"

Zongmeng's face remained unchanged, and she said flatly: "Fan Yanzhi is not as good as me now."

"Yes, you are not as good as you. You are invincible." Qu Feiyan covered her mouth and smiled, and she really had the meaning of Bai Meisheng. His cultivation base is now just a dead body."

It was really strange that two people who had always been cold, arrogant and withdrawn actually started arguing.

Su Chunfeng smiled and sat there with interest without saying a word.But in my heart I was shocked when Qu Feiyan said just now that Zongmeng suppressed her cultivation, trying to advance three levels in a row once she breaks through.Su Chunfeng has heard of this kind of practice method that is almost cruel to himself, but he knows very well that the pain in it is unbearable. At a certain level, the breakthrough of the realm will become inevitable.If the state of mind is insufficient, it will be difficult to resist the inevitable inner demons and physical pain when breaking through.But if the state of mind and physique have reached the conditions for breakthrough, but they are forced to suppress the breakthrough, then the pressure on the mind, internal organs, seven souls, especially the meridians and central soul, will make a person continue to bear the pressure every day. It is a pain like chopping with a knife and an axe, and it is also like the pain of thousands of ants biting the bones. At the same time, it is also accompanied by the collapse of the central soul and meridians, and the great risk of losing control of the mania.

So Qu Feiyan said that Zongmeng is a pervert, and she didn't wrong him at all.

I don't know how long this guy has been forcibly suppressing his cultivation?

At this time, Pan Huiyao, who was wearing a light-colored sportswear, walked in with a smile on her face. Goldman Sachs followed behind her as before, like a follower, sticking to Pan Huiyao all day long.

Zongmeng and Qu Feiyan stopped their bickering at the same time, and returned to their usual cold and withdrawn look.

The student warlocks who came one after another, without exception, would walk up to Zongmeng and politely express their sympathy and concern to him.But as everyone expected, the warm sympathy and concern did not win Zongmeng's friendly gratitude. He just nodded symbolically or uttered one or two short words of thanks.

The student warlocks of the association didn't care, after all, everyone knew Zong Meng's behavior.

Today's farewell party did not arrange a lecture as a "fig leaf". Song Ciwen followed Luo Tonghua into the classroom and closed the door.

Luo Tonghua stepped onto the podium and directly mentioned the assassination of Zongmeng: "The impact of this incident is extremely bad. It has brought great harm to the Peking University Temporary Student Warlock Association, and even the Student Warlock Association in all universities in Beijing. The negative impact not only caused the student warlocks to panic, but also inevitably made some student warlocks feel lucky, feeling that it is not impossible to do something in the capital."

"But I want to solemnly warn everyone here, this is the capital city!"

"Zongmeng's assassination will not alarm the authorities, but we will definitely investigate to the end until the truth comes out and the real culprit is found!"

Speaking of this, Luo Tonghua looked at Zongmeng seriously, and said: "Zongmeng, before this, I don't care what kind of enemies your family or you have provoked in the Qimen Jianghu, and I don't care about your family What kind of storms will be caused in the entire Qimen Jianghu because of this matter, but in the capital, you are absolutely not allowed to mess around!"

Zongmeng snorted coldly and said, "You shouldn't have said these things to me."

"I can't get in touch with Zong Xiange." Luo Tonghua squinted at Zong Meng, and said, "What? I said these words in public, don't you feel embarrassed?"

"I'm not that thin-skinned."

"That's good." Luo Tonghua stopped staring at Zongmeng, restored his gentle and kind smile, looked at more than a dozen student warlocks scattered in the huge classroom, and said: "This year's freshmen graduate, our association left school The student warlocks include Song Ciwen, Gu Bo, and Zong Meng. First of all, we would like to congratulate them for completing their respective studies. They will definitely become outstanding talents in the society in the future, and they will also be the most outstanding young heroes in Qimen Jianghu."

Led by Luo Tonghua, the scattered applause rang out.

Luo Tonghua didn't care about this situation, and continued: "After Song Ciwen graduated and left the school, Su Chunfeng took over the post of president. Considering that Su Chunfeng was only a sophomore when he became the president, it is necessary Arrange for a vice-chairman, after my consideration during this period of time, I decided to let Lu Weiyang be the vice-chairman..."

As soon as the words fell, Qu Feiyan, who was cold and arrogant and rarely spoke, raised his hand and said, "I object to Lu Weiyang being the vice president."

Luo Tonghua smiled slightly and looked at Lu Weiyang.

Lu Weiyang smiled indifferently: "Then let Qu Feiyan be the vice president. She must have a higher level of cultivation than me, and she's a girl. I'm willing to let her."

Qu Feiyan didn't appreciate it at all, without even looking at Lu Weiyang, she said: "I feel that Shan Zhenzhen is more suitable for the position of vice president. In fact, I was more willing to see her as the president earlier. However, the president The position is nominated and decided by you, Professor Luo, and it is not easy for us as students to object, but for the position of vice president, Professor Luo should give us some power to choose, right?"

The girl named Shan Zhenzhen smiled shyly: "I, I can't."

Luo Tonghua looked at the student warlocks sitting upright in the quiet classroom, made a decision in a very short time, nodded kindly and said: "Okay, then Shan Zhenzhen, the vice president job."

Shan Zhenzhen, a sophomore in the School of Landscape Architecture.

In the Peking University Temporary Student Warlock Association, she is definitely a very low-key girl—in fact, Su Chunfeng is also very low-key, but the low-key is misunderstood by the low-key, and Luo Tonghua, an old fox, deliberately fanned the flames and added firewood behind, making it not enough to enter Beijing University. The one-year-old Su Chunfeng couldn't keep a low profile even if he wanted to.

Now, Shan Zhenzhen can no longer keep a low profile.

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