Chapter 150 Spit it out
Although he didn't know who his roommate was, he still had a vague guess at this time.
After all, this sword is deeply engraved in his mind and he will never forget it for a long time.
Just then, the door was pushed open. Song Siyu's heart suddenly tightened, but he acted as if he didn't hear it and didn't turn his head.
"It's time to eat."
A steaming lunch box appeared in sight.
After Liang Cha delivered the food, he sat back at the desk without waiting for the other party to respond.
Song Siyu's eyes followed the movement and he saw a box of black chicken soup in front of him. There was a lot of chicken and two chicken legs in it.
This obviously couldn't be the food from the cafeteria; it must be a private meal that he prepared for himself.
His mood suddenly became complicated, even a little sour.
Before entering the mountain, I was so full of energy and even determined to get first place and then enter Zigai Mountain.
But now he has become a little unlike himself. He covers up his mistakes and acts like a coward.
Taking a deep breath, he decided not to evade the question anymore. Instead, he spoke in a sincere and serious tone:
"I want to apologize to you. What happened before was wrong on my part. I...I used a forbidden technique and violated the rules."
"good."
Liangcha didn't care at all. Instead, he took out an insulated box and carefully placed it on the table. He didn't open it, but lay over it and smelled it.
"I violated the competition rules, so..."
But before anyone could finish, Liangcha turned around and asked, "Didn't your brother lie to you, so you used the forbidden technique?"
"What!" Song Siyu was surprised: "You know about this?"
"I overheard it by accident."
Liangcha's expression became excited and he solemnly opened the lunch box.
Song Siyu: ...
He always felt that this development seemed not right, so he didn't know what to say for a moment.
After thinking for a moment, he could only continue, "I'm sorry. Although he deceived me, I also have to take a certain responsibility. I know he might be lying, and in fact, that move might be a forbidden technique."
Although his father had come into contact with him before, he never said anything, which made him feel that he might be overthinking it.
Therefore, when he was on the arena, he would have a lucky mentality and wanted to give it a try with all his might.
However, unexpectedly, the move that had failed before suddenly became successful.
It was precisely because of this that he underestimated the power of this move, which made him realize how terrifying the forbidden technique was.
"But in the ring, you probably sensed something was wrong, so you tried to hold back as much strength as possible, right?"
"Even if you give it your all, it might not have a big impact on me."
Liangcha said as he searched for chopsticks in the bag: "Whether you win or lose, it all depends on your own ability. I don't really care about the rest."
Even so, Song Siyu didn't feel relieved. Instead, he felt even heavier: "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry..."
In fact, if the other party scolds him, he might feel more relaxed.
Liangcha looked a little helpless, as if he didn't have any chopsticks!
After changing his mind, he came to his roommate, took a look at the wound, and said calmly: "Don't worry about it. The wound on your head is also quite serious. Let's call it even."
Then, while the other person wasn't paying attention, he calmly and naturally took away the other person's disposable chopsticks.
Song Siyu was completely unaware of this unworldly move. At this moment, he was lowering his head, his face full of guilt.
The other party not only did not care about the mistakes he had made, but also offered comfort. This is really touching.
Liangcha was extremely happy that he could finally eat vegetables.
He thought for a moment, then turned around and asked, "By the way, Song Nianzhi doesn't seem to be the one who came in with us this year. His name doesn't seem to be on the list."
"He was a contestant in the previous session. He doesn't have to stay on the island normally. He just needs to check in every month."
Liang Cha's face showed a hint of realization: "You won't take revenge?"
Song Siyu said in a difficult tone: "Although I hate him, I'm afraid it's not possible now..."
But at least I got Liangcha's understanding, and I felt a little relieved.
It was as if there was a heavy stone on his heart, pressing on him and making it difficult for him to breathe. Now that the stone had left, he felt relieved.
However, even though the other party forgave him, he could not just ignore it. He must try his best to make up for the mistakes he made in the future.
He turned his head and saw that there seemed to be only vegetables in the Liangcha thermos box, nothing else.
But his box was full of chicken soup and chicken. Song Siyu was moved again. The people of Qiongye Sect are really good people!
It was clearly just an accident, and he himself didn't care much about the hit on his head, but the people of the Qiongye Sect cared about him so much that they secretly stewed black chicken soup for him, while they themselves ate vegetables.
He opened the lunch box and placed it in front of Liangcha.
"Fellow Daoist, please eat the chicken. I'm not seriously injured. I've suffered worse injuries during training before. You don't need to worry too much."
He looked around and found there were no chopsticks.
But when I opened the lunch box just now, I seemed to find a pair of disposable chopsticks inside. How come they disappeared all of a sudden?
Song Siyu was a little confused, but it was just a small matter and he didn't care much about it, so he directly conjured up a pair of icy chopsticks.
"I'll eat the vegetables, so I'll leave the chicken for you. Or we can have half each."
The chopsticks seemed to have self-awareness. A white light flashed, and half of the vegetables in the box were gone in an instant.
Liang Cha was shocked as he watched the other half of the vegetables turn into chicken. For a moment, he couldn't help but clench his fists.
"Eat the meat quickly." Song Siyu smiled kindly.
He felt that the people of the Qiongye Sect were all good people, so at this time, he also wanted to return the favor and repay them.
“…”
Liangcha couldn't stand it anymore.
This is repaying kindness with enmity!
At this moment, he felt that his fists seemed to have hardened.
It was not easy for me to eat the vegetables that the master gave me, and it was a private meal.
As a result, this guy actually took away most of it with just one chopstick.
Are you kidding me? Who wants to eat chicken?
Liangcha couldn't stand it any longer and stood up from his chair.
He flashed and instantly arrived in front of Song Siyu. Then, in the other's shocked eyes, he suddenly pinched the other's neck tightly, like a demon, and roared, "Don't eat my vegetables, spit them out!"
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