Imprisonment

Through the scorching sun, Ivy squinted her eyes and saw the tall man standing behind Song Feng.

He was wearing a black uniform with a military belt around his thin waist. He was not wearing a helmet or a mask. His black curly hair was exposed to the sunlight. His dark eyes were like black spinels. He pursed his lips tightly, looking serious and reliable.

It's Lorraine.

I don't know why, but after seeing him, Ivy felt relieved.

Song Feng loosened his grip on Ivy's neck, and the hot blood slowly drained from his brain as he realized what he had done.

"I," he began, slowly rising from Ivy, "she blew out the tire on my car."

Lorraine said nothing, put away his pistol, and clenched his fist.

Ivy reminded him urgently: "Teacher! Our fight is considered a fight, but if you hit him, you may be accused of beating a subordinate - think twice -"

She didn't know why, but her mouth said these words before her brain did, and she was eager to stop Lorraine from "making a mistake."

Even when Lorraine just put away the gun, Ivy had a vague premonition that Lorraine would relax.

Perhaps it is an intuition accumulated from long-term struggle.

Song Feng stood there, stunned as he had not expected Lorraine to want to take action.

Military discipline is strict, and he cannot do anything to Lorraine unless he does not want to rise through the military in the future.

Fortunately, Ivy reminded the other party. It shouldn't be that serious, Song Feng thought.

Even if he beat up Lorraine's students, it didn't get to the point of physical violence, right?

Lorraine said nothing and looked at Song Feng.

"Calm down," Ivy stood up, brushed the mud off her legs, and told Lorraine, "You are still in military uniform. If someone finds out, it will have a bad impact. There is an old saying, think twice before you act—"

Lorraine said nothing. He took off his military uniform neatly and threw it on Ivy's head. Her head buzzed and the cold breath belonging to him enveloped her body. The sun was scorching and the invasion of the smell was like a silent but violent sex. Ivy's mouth was dry and she hurriedly pulled off her clothes. She saw Lorraine punching Songfeng hard on the side of the face.

Another punch.

Ivy regretted trying to persuade Lorraine to calm down.

Just now Lorraine might have just wanted to punch Song Feng, but after calming down, he looked like he wanted to beat him to death.

Song Feng was hit three times, took two steps back, and wiped the blood from his nose.

"It is forbidden to take revenge on personal grudges," Lorraine said. "Use the assessment to suppress students. Relax, is this the result of your reflection?"

"Sir," Song Feng said, "you are violating the rules by doing this - this area is now completely open to students for evaluation. Even if a teacher comes in, it should be Mr. Cangbi who teaches military topography."

Lorraine said, "Mr. Cangbi is ill, so I will be supervising on his behalf today."

Song Feng said, "How is that possible? He was fine this morning."

"I just got sick ten minutes ago," Lorraine asked. "Anything else, Songfeng?"

Song Feng had no problem and he had nothing to say.

Her golden hair hung down, and Songfeng raised her hands, gathered them together, and simply tied up her scattered hair with a lavender-colored hair tie. In an instant, she regained her composure and elegance, and her blue eyes under her platinum eyelashes were as still as a tideless sea.

I don't know why, but Song Feng is very repulsive to Luo Lin. It's a kind of hostility that arises from the moment they meet - perhaps it's because of the power and position that the other party has over him, or perhaps it's jealousy -

He is like a block of ice.

Ice that could lock in Ivy's damned, low-grade D-class genetic scent.

"I'm sorry," Song Feng said, "because she damaged my car, I took the matter in an extreme way."

Lorraine asked Ivy directly: "Why did you hit his car?"

"Because he stole my food!" Ivy was angry. "He was targeting me and following me around like a nasty vulture!"

Song Feng said gloomily: "Don't use such an ugly bird to describe me."

"The vulture is still an endangered species, and you are not as valuable as it is," Ivy retorted, "You are a guy who can't be worth more even if the global inflation is thirteen times higher."

Song Feng's face turned even worse: "How can you, a refugee, call me a jerk?"

Ivy turned around and pointed, "Teacher, he scolded me!"

Lorraine stopped them from cursing at each other: "Enough, are you kindergarten students who haven't graduated yet?"

Song Feng wanted to snort, but restrained himself and couldn't help snorting, so he choked and coughed.

"I have roughly understood it," Lorraine said. "Songfeng, you provoked her first, plundered her food excessively, and strangled her neck - you wanted to kill her?"

Song Feng said: "She can quit at any time. If she can't even bear this little bit of hardship, what will happen in the future?"

Lorraine pulled out the teaching stick he carried with him, stretched out the black stick, and raised it high—

Loosen up and dodge.

"What are you hiding from?" Lorraine asked, "If you can't even stand this little humiliation, what will happen in the future?"

He put away the baton and turned to look at Ivy. Ivy held his uniform, looked at him, and then looked at the baton.

She hesitated: "I have already taken the initiative to recognize the mistake, are you still going to use it to humiliate me?"

Lorraine: “…”

Ivy saw his lips move as if he was about to scold her for being stupid, but he held back.

"I can't imagine how you two managed to get together," Lorraine said solemnly, "You two have lowered the IQ of all the teachers to the same level."

Ivy fell silent.

Well, Lorraine was indeed very intimidating when he was angry, especially when he had just taken off his military uniform jacket, revealing only the black shirt distributed uniformly by the base.

The uniform shirts distributed at the base were obviously not the right size for him, and this was clearly revealed when he wore only a black shirt. People who often serve in the military naturally don't have the naturally strong bodies that ordinary fitness enthusiasts can achieve.

Especially the black leather armband on his arm, which contained a relatively small pistol. However, Ivy, who was obsessed with weapons, noticed the muscle curves under his armband and shirt, which were engorged with blood due to his anger and violence just now, and were tightly restrained by the armband.

She could imagine that his arm muscles must have been suppressed by this thing, leaving marks on them.

At this moment, Ivy suddenly realized where Lorraine's inexplicable attraction to her came from - a sense of confinement.

The serious and formal teacher, suppressing his desires under the military uniform, this strong contrast is the most important reason that attracts Ivy.

Lorraine indifferently announced the punishment for both of them -

Song Feng was involved in genetic discrimination, verbal abuse, beating students, and deliberately disrupting her normal examination. He must accept corporal punishment (completed), review 3,000 words, and apologize to Ivy.

Ivy, suspected of beating a senior, will write a 1,000-word self-reflection and accept criticism and education from the teacher (to be completed).

Song Feng asked: "Doesn't she need to apologize to me?"

Lorraine said: "You can exchange with her, she apologizes to you, and you accept my criticism and education."

Song Feng immediately said, "No thanks, teacher."

His car was broken down and could not be moved, so he could only wait for the repair car to come. Lorraine let Ivy get in his car and took her to the medical station for a physical examination.

Ivy hurriedly said no, but was blocked by Lorraine's words.

"I can prove now that your injury was caused by a loose ball," he said, "but I may not be able to prove it later."

Ivy understood what he meant: "...Are you worried that my injuries will affect the next test? Now you are testifying for me. If the injuries are really serious, you will give me a chance to be retested, right?"

Lorraine said calmly: "Congratulations, with your current thinking ability, you can already put down the bottle and go to elementary school."

Ivy: “…”

Coincidentally, the person on duty at the medical station today was Yu Mo. When he saw Ivy covered in mud, he immediately asked her to clean herself up and change into spare clothes. He then bent over to look at the abrasions on her legs and arms, and examined her with all the instruments here.

There were several reports that needed to wait, so Yu Mo asked Ivy with concern, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt," Ivy shook her head frantically, fearing that he would worry, "It doesn't hurt at all."

Lorraine, who was reading a newspaper nearby, said without even looking up: "This is truly a miracle in the history of human medicine."

Yu Mo took off the glasses that aided in diagnosis. The golden glasses chain hung around his neck, slightly buried in his long silver hair. He smiled softly, "Why hasn't Commander Luo left yet? Isn't today a day off?"

"Teacher Cangbi is ill," Lorraine said simply, "I am supervising on his behalf and need to ensure the safety of this stupid student."

"It's such a coincidence that she got sick," Yu Mo sighed, "It doesn't matter. According to the current test results, she is in good health."

"Once the remaining two reports come out," Lorraine said, "I will send her to the designated place."

Yu Mo praised: "The commander is really responsible."

Ivy ate quickly at the side, finishing the bread and water that Yu Mo brought out - if Song Feng hadn't interfered and taken advantage of his car to steal her food and water, she wouldn't have to be so desperate now.

Damn loose edge! She wants to curse the opponent's bullets to go off accidentally for the next week! She can't hit the bull's eye when shooting!

“Pah—”

When Song Xu found Song Feng, he was frightened by the gunshot and his face turned pale.

"Really?" Song Xu was nervous and asked Song Feng, "Brother, even if the car broke down, you didn't have to get angry at me, right? Why did you shoot?"

"Accidental discharge," Song Feng said unhappily. He opened the safety bolt impatiently and ejected a bullet. "Strange."

Hell, it's already gone off accidentally twice, and the last time it nearly shot me in the thigh.

"Oh, oh, oh," Song Xu was relieved. He happened to find a repair car nearby. After hearing Song Feng say on the public radio channel that his car's tires were punctured, he immediately rushed over and asked, "Who hit your car?"

Song Feng said absentmindedly: "Ivy."

"Ah?" Song Xu was stunned. "Ivy?"

"Um."

Song Xu saw obvious signs of a fight on the ground. The grass was pressed down, and there were clear friction marks on the soil.

He asked anxiously: "What did you do to her?"

"What? Why don't you care about what she did to me? Who beat her in a fight when we were kids?" Song Feng said impatiently, "Okay, go find your mission supplies. Leave the repair vehicle behind. I can fix it myself... What are you doing?"

Before he finished speaking, Song Xu took the toolbox from the maintenance vehicle, threw it to Song Feng, and jumped back into the vehicle.

Song Feng asked again: "What do you want to do?"

He quickly understood what Song Xu was trying to do.

Each member has a public communication channel on their communicator, but few people use it - after all, this is a test, and everyone is looking for different mission supplies and coordinates.

Song Xu was the first person to use the public communication channel to make a voice message.

Therefore, all the students taking the test heard Song Xu's loud and anxious voice at the same time.

Including Ivy, who was waiting for the test report at the medical station.

Song Xu: "Ivy, Ivy, where are you? I am Song Xu!"

Song Xu: "My brother bullied you, didn't he? I saw traces of a fight on the ground. Did he hit you? Are you okay now? Are you not hiding in a corner and crying secretly?"

Lorraine, who was reading the newspaper, paused.

In the maintenance car, regardless of Song Feng's rage, Song Xu was still anxiously shouting -

"Don't be silent, are you still mad at me? I'm sorry, Weiwei, I really shouldn't have quarreled with you last year... I didn't mean to stop you from joining the expedition team, and I didn't have any thoughts of going on a blind date... I was too stubborn and naive at that time-"

Song Feng scolded: "Do you think you are no longer childish? What are you crazy about?"

Song Xu turned a deaf ear to him: "I'm sorry, I realize I was wrong, I want to apologize to you, don't be silent, Weiwei! Are you in pain now? Are you uncomfortable? Don't think too much, you can scold me if you really have to, but don't scold my parents...scold my cousin, he is thick-skinned and doesn't care."

Song Feng wanted to die.

But there is still no response from Ivy on the public channel.

Song Xu was completely panicked.

He was worried that Ivy was really angry, and he also knew how important this test was to Ivy.

Ivy always won in fights when they were young, but everyone was very young at that time and only Ivy was smart and knew how to use skills. Now Song Feng has received professional fighting training many years earlier than her and can easily subdue her.

Song Feng had always disliked her, so he must have been ruthless when he attacked her...I wonder if she is seriously injured now? Will it affect the test? Will she ignore them from now on?

"Please," Song Xu begged like a big husky abandoned by its owner, "Can you at least make a sound? Little ancestor, I beg you, talk to me, or tell me where you are now, I will come to find you - when the test is over, I will immediately drop everything and come to find you. This time, no one will be able to stop me - I will come to find you now, you wait for me, no matter what obstacles can separate you and me."

Song Feng decided to kill him before he died.

Song Xu called out one last time: "Weiwei, little ancestor, where are you?"

Two seconds later, he heard Teacher Lorraine's voice on the channel.

"Where are you?"