.
"I didn't see it before, but now I realize that Li Yifei is simply a girl killer." Jiang Er looked at Li Yifei singing and playing the piano surrounded by girls, and couldn't help but sigh, "He is tall, good at sports, lively and sunny, loyal, and can sing and play the piano... Aren't all the girls in college fascinated by him?"
An Qingyu raised his eyebrows, "Really? You also like this type?"
"I'm not interested in boys who are athletic, but the fact that he can sing is pretty cool..."
"Oh~"
An Qingyu had a strange expression on his face.
"Are you jealous?" Jiang Er's voice was playful.
"No, there's nothing to be jealous about."
"You're lying! You're just jealous!"
"..."
An Qingyu's mouth twitched slightly, "I want to go back..."
“Hehehe…”
"why are you laughing?"
"It's rare to see you jealous...it's unexpectedly cute!" Jiang Er's voice gradually became abnormal.
A "井" shape flashed across An Qingyu's forehead, and he silently increased the speed of his wheelchair, passing through the road where the singing was floating like a gust of wind, and even surpassed several cars that were driving at more than 60 mph, leaving passers-by on both sides dumbfounded.
…
"Is everyone in place?"
"I'm on his east side."
"I'm on the west side."
"I'm on the north side."
"Okay, wait for the crowd to disperse, wait for my instructions, and then act at the same time!" Fang Mo stood in the crowd, staring at the possessed boy, and spoke in a deep voice.
"But... don't you find it strange?" Su Zhe's voice sounded a little confused.
"What?"
"Why is he...crying?"
As Li Yifei plucked the strings for the last time, the singing stopped. He stood up from the stool and greeted the students who were gathered around him with a smile. Waves of applause rang out.
The crowd surrounding him gradually dispersed. At the same time, figures came up to Li Yifei.
"Classmate! You sing so well... Can I add you on WeChat?"
"Ah? Ahem, sure! Just sweep me!"
"Classmate, I want to join in too!"
"Hehe, let's sweep together."
"Classmate, what's your major?"
"Handsome boy, do you want to join our music club?"
"..."
Li Yifei, who was surrounded by the crowd, smiled and scratched his head while answering their questions one by one. The girl who successfully added his contact information excitedly pulled her sister and left shyly in small steps.
"What do you think, Zhang Yang! I won!" Li Yifei saw that most people had left, so he patted Zhang Yang's shoulder and said with a smile, "You asked me to add ten girls on WeChat in ten minutes, but I added more than thirty. Do you accept that?!"
"That's great, Old Li." Zhang Yang couldn't help but applaud. "It just so happens that our school is still short of programs for this year's welcome party. I'll sign you up when I get back."
"Welcome party? When is it?"
"It's tomorrow. It turns out that a show was cancelled at the last minute. There's a vacancy. It's perfect for you to go!"
"That's fine...but remember to transfer the two hundred dollars we bet!"
"Don't worry, you'll be fine. Come on, let's go eat..."
Just as Li Yifei was about to leave, a figure quickly stepped out from the crowd. He stretched out his hand as if to grab the corner of Li Yifei's clothes, and spoke with tears on his face:
"Masahiro!"
His appearance startled Li Yifei, and he subconsciously took a half step back.
"Brother, did you recognize the wrong person?"
“Get started!”
At the same time, Fang Mo's voice suddenly rang out in the communicators of the reserve team. Several figures rushed towards the possessed boy, grabbed his shoulders like lightning, and imprisoned him in place.
.
Seeing several people grabbing the boy, Li Yifei and Zhang Yang were stunned, "No... Brother, what are you doing?"
"Sorry, my roommate is ill. Let's take him away now." Su Zhe said with a smile.
"Changhong!" The boy continued to struggle in the hands of Fang Mo and others, staring at Li Yifei with his red eyes, and shouted loudly, "Changhong! Do you know how much I have missed you over the years? I know you must have survived! Changhong..."
Fang Mo put on gloves and pressed the boy's chest. A white shadow left the boy's body and was imprisoned by Su Yuan and Li Zhenzhen.
At such a close distance, everyone could see clearly that the white shadow seemed to be a girl. She was wearing a plain skirt in the style of the last century and had a long ponytail. She was staring at Li Yifei's face all the time, with her mouth slightly opening and closing, as if she was saying something.
Of course, it was difficult for ordinary people to see her true form. In Zhang Yang's eyes, they were just carrying an unconscious boy away from here.
"I'm really sick..." Zhang Yang shrugged.
Li Yifei stared blankly at the direction they left, his eyes full of confusion.
Li Yifei's true form is the Nanda snake demon, so he is naturally not an ordinary person. He clearly saw the girl's existence and roughly guessed the identities of these young people... But he didn't understand why the girl mistook him for someone else?
"Li Yifei, Li Yifei?" Zhang Yang shook Li Yifei, "Why, are you scared?"
“No, no…”
"Forget about it, let's go eat."
"Um."
…
Dadada——!
In the empty kendo training ground, two figures intertwined and then quickly separated. The bamboo swords and tree branches collided with each other, making crisp sounds.
"Phew...your sword is too fast. I can't keep up with it."
Lu Menglei rubbed her sore wrist and spoke bitterly.
"You've done very well." Cao Yuan nodded, "For ordinary people."
"You're talking like you're not an ordinary person... come again!"
Lu Menglei gathered her courage, raised the bamboo sword again, and rushed towards Cao Yuan.
Cao Yuan dodged her attack while looking into her eyes. After a long silence, he finally spoke:
"Senior, I want to tell you something."
Hearing this, Lu Menglei's hand trembled as she wielded the bamboo sword, and she swallowed her saliva imperceptibly, "What?"
"I may not have time to come here in the next few days."
"Huh? Why?"
"I have something to do." Cao Yuan paused, "I want to find something in Shangjing City."
"Looking for something? I can help you find it. I'll ask for leave tomorrow morning. No one knows Shangjing better than me!"
"Well...it's best if you don't get involved in this matter."
Lu Menglei paused, and slowly put down the bamboo sword that was swung into the air.
The entire kendo training ground was thrown into chaos.
She looked into Cao Yuan's eyes for a long time before speaking: "Maybe it has something to do with your true identity?"