"Third Senior Brother, you can't dissuade me!"
Liu Changqing scoffed, "Who told me to find this in his clothes?"
What Liu Changqing held in his hand was a pink USB flash drive.
"What's on this plate that you're so concerned about?" Shi Dingyan asked suspiciously.
"Well, it's nothing... Anyway, my junior brother isn't a good person either. Luckily, I found out in time." Liu Changqing's face turned red for once.
Shi Dingyan shook his head, about to say something, when a slender, fair hand tugged at his sleeve.
"Is Ninth Junior Brother...is he alright?"
Ji Ruoshui frowned slightly, watching with some worry as Shen Qian limped away.
"Nothing serious will happen."
Shi Dingyan knew that Ji Ruoshui was kind-hearted and couldn't bear to see others suffer, so he comforted her, "His level of backlash is only the weakest kind. At most, he'll just be unlucky, but there's no danger to his life."
Ji Ruoshui's brows relaxed a little, she nodded and stopped talking, just staring at Shen Qian's receding figure in the sunset.
"If you ask me, this kid shouldn't have gone to show off in the first place. What kind of bullshit 'Pride of Jingcheng' is that? Do you think that title is so easy to wear?"
Liu Changqing sneered, "Look at these ignorant ingrates. They start making sarcastic remarks as soon as they hear a little rumor. I heard even worse things when I was out on the street the other day. I really wanted to kill those shrewish women with a knife!"
"Evergreen!"
Seeing the worry reappear on Ji Ruoshui's face, Shi Dingyan frowned and scolded her.
"The teacher is doing this for the junior brother's own good. The path to becoming a peerless genius is not easy. A certain amount of luck can help him at crucial moments."
“I know that principle all too well, but I’m just… I’m just worried that this kid might do something rash,” Liu Changqing said sullenly.
"You're underestimating him!"
Shi Dingyan posted, "Besides, there are only a few days left before the college entrance examination results are announced. Judging from the teachers' reactions, I'm afraid my junior's performance has far exceeded our expectations."
"Just wait and see. I believe that this time, Junior Brother will truly surprise everyone!"
...
Chen Qian looked left and right nervously, and only after confirming that the light was green and there were no obviously speeding vehicles on either side did he quickly cross the zebra crossing.
Clang!
Chen Qian, who had been keeping a close watch on his surroundings, deftly dodged the sudden attack of the "hidden weapon".
Upon closer inspection, the "hidden weapon" turned out to be a huge cactus.
"Sorry, I meant to throw the bottle, but I threw it to the wrong place!"
A head popped out of a passing car, offered a half-hearted apology, and then sped away.
Do you keep cacti in your car?
I'm speechless.
Since leaving the Tower of Babel, we've only walked three streets. Before sinking, I've encountered more than a dozen accidents, big and small. I almost got hit by a car, almost got hit by a vase—these are just the basics. There was even a brute who insisted that I slept with his wife and tried to slash me with a kitchen knife...
At this moment, Shen Qian probably understood why Boss Gao had told him to "stay home as much as possible".
For a moment, Shen Qian couldn't figure out where this inexplicable bad luck came from.
Suddenly, singing rang out in the distance. Shen Qian, who had already developed a conditioned reflex, subconsciously assumed a defensive posture. Then, noticing that the source of the singing seemed quite normal, he peeked out.
With just one glance, Shen Qian was stunned.
From the end of the long street, a group of armored soldiers, dressed in white robes and holding ice coffins, slowly walked forward. The man at the front looked somewhat familiar, but Shen Qian couldn't recall his name for a moment. However, he recognized the "person" he was holding.
In the half-person-high frame is a gray-white photograph with a smile still visible. In a daze, Shen Qian is once again back on the battlefield surrounded by hordes of corpses.
It seems he smiled like that when he fell, even the curve of his grin was exactly the same...
"How can you say we have no clothes? We share the same robes with you."
"The king is raising an army; let us prepare our spears and shields."
"..."
The procession of hundreds of people did not notice Chen Qian standing on the side of the street, singing ancient songs in a low voice, and slowly passed by Chen Qian.
"Mommy, what's going on there?" a child holding a toy car asked, pointing at the funeral procession.
"There must be another war somewhere, someone must have died..." The young mother stroked her child's head.
"When I grow up, I want to go to war too!" the child exclaimed, looking up at the sky.
"What nonsense are you spouting?" The mother's face, which had been kind, suddenly changed. "Serving in the army is tough, and you don't earn much money. Don't you like playing the piano? If you can't become a martial artist in the future, you can become a musician. That would be so much better!"
"No, I want to go to war!"
The child's stubbornness kicked in, and he retorted.
"You're not allowed to go!"
"I'm going!"
"I told you not to go! War is much more painful than this. Let's see if you still want to go, if you still want to go..."
The young mother turned the child over and gave him a good spanking on the bottom until the child cried loudly and gave up the idea of fighting. Only then did the young mother hurriedly leave with the child in her arms.
Shen Qian stood there on the street, listening to the sad but not tragic, sorrowful but not painful song gradually fade away, and remained motionless for a long, long time.
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