Ding Yi checked it again before he felt at ease.
Ding Anbai couldn't help but snort, "Since he can even defeat Wang Shuo, getting into Beiwu will be a piece of cake for him. Now you can go train in peace, right?"
"Mmm." Ding nodded, her face slightly flushed.
Although what she wanted most right now was to fly back to Jingcheng, a sliver of reason told her that there was no need to rush.
He will come.
He will definitely come.
...
On the bus, Shen Qian sat alone in the first row, watching the street scene receding rapidly outside the window, still feeling somewhat unsettled.
Although he wasn't too nervous, it was his first time experiencing such a large-scale event, and it took him a while for the turmoil in his heart to gradually subside.
He could feel the gazes on him from behind, which made Shen Qian, who had suddenly become a celebrity, feel rather uncomfortable.
Fortunately, because of time constraints, the students were allowed to get on the bus without much discussion after the ceremony; otherwise, Chen Qian would not know how to deal with so many people's "interrogation".
The people in Class 109 had completely gone mad, so to avoid being harassed, Shen Qian took advantage of the chaos and slipped onto another bus.
The bus was filled with students from other classes at No. 7 Middle School. Since they weren't familiar with Shen Qian, and Shen Qian's aloof expression was quite convincing, not many people came up to him to ask him questions...
Well, except for one rather bold girl who came over and asked for Chen Qian's contact information.
Now that things had calmed down, Chen Qian took out his bracelet and started checking the "99+" unread text messages and missed calls.
Many of the people in Shen Qian's contacts were people he didn't know or had no recollection of. If they hadn't suddenly sent him messages, Shen Qian wouldn't even have realized that he had added these strange and unrecognizable people.
In contrast, Shen Qian's parents were the calmest. They just complained to Shen Qian that their doorstep was almost worn out by the neighbors, and some girls they didn't know came to their door to take pictures.
As for the students in Class 109, they were all blaming Shen Qian for suddenly "disappearing," and more complaining that Shen Qian had kept it from them for so long.
But to be honest, he never deliberately hid it before. The problem is that no one believed him when he told the truth before!
Liu Changqing sent a slightly sarcastic text message, the gist of which was to remind his junior brother to "avoid arrogance and impetuosity" and "stay clear-headed," and so on.
Shen Qian skipped over all the jealous nonsense that followed, but Liu Changqing did mention that his fifth senior brother might be in the provincial capital and gave Shen Qian his contact information, saying that he could contact him if he had any problems.
In addition, Liu Changqing also mentioned that we should not trust Chai Haotian too much. He is indeed the city lord of Jingcheng, but he also has his own selfish motives.
Shen Qian had a vague feeling about this; no one in this world would be kind to anyone for no reason, and Chai Haotian's series of actions must have his own purpose behind them.
Although, as things stand, the other party has been consistently trying to curry favor with Shenqian.
Today, Shen Qian was unexpectedly pushed out, and she still harbors some resentment towards Chai Haotian...
Later, Shen Qian learned that Chai Haotian had actually prepared a speech for him, which had been delivered to Shen Qian's home that morning, probably the same express delivery that Wang Xiaojuan had mentioned on the phone.
On the other hand, sometimes you don't know what potential you have until you push yourself.
Shen Qian was surprised that his impromptu performance didn't go wrong.
The moment he grasped the microphone, he suddenly felt the urge to express himself, and fluently spoke what he wanted to say, as well as what Chai Haotian might want him to say.
Finally, Shen Qian saw the message sent by Ding Yi.
"I'm going to a training camp and will be out of contact for a while... I'll be waiting for you in Beidu."
There are only three sentences in total.
Shen Qian didn't ask Ding Yi what exactly happened, but he knew that this didn't mean Ding Yi wasn't curious. The last six words had already expressed everything the other party wanted to say.
As Shen Qian's thoughts drifted, the bus suddenly stopped.
Shen Qian glanced out the window in surprise.
Jingcheng is located northwest of Mingcheng, and the bus had only just left the south gate of Jingcheng.
"We will meet up with vehicles from other schools here, and then be escorted to Ming City by military personnel from the Southwest Army."
Seeing Shen Qian's puzzled expression, Huang Tao, who was sitting opposite Shen Qian, offered an explanation.
Before sinking, it dawned on him that the straight-line distance between Mingcheng and Jingcheng on the map was more than 200 kilometers. It was neither far nor near, but it required crossing a restricted area. Without military escort, the probability of something going wrong was extremely high if each school relied solely on its own resources.
The roar of engines grew louder as they approached. Like other curious students, Shen Qian went to the window and saw hundreds of military armored vehicles emerge from the swirling sand and stop at the city gate.
Huang Tao and Zhao Hanhai got out of the car and, together with the principals of other schools, went to greet them.
At least a thousand soldiers from the Southwest Army arrived, all in full military uniform. After disembarking, they stood in neat rows amidst the sandstorm, their silence exuding an imposing aura.
The girls exclaimed how cool they looked, while the boys pointed at the various models of psionic guns they were carrying, gesturing wildly with the knowledge they had gained from military magazines.
"Judging from their uniforms, they are very different from ordinary troops. They are definitely elite troops in the Southwest Army. I just don't know which of the three elite battalions in the Southwest Army they come from."
"No matter which battalion it is, they are all very powerful. As long as they have the word 'elite' on their name, even the lowest-ranking soldiers must have the strength of a beginner martial artist or above!"
Chen Qian, who didn't know much about these things, listened with great interest to the boys in the car bragging.
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