Afterwards, Fu Qin played several games in a row but failed to match with Chen Xingyu.
After winning easily again, Fu Qin looked at the time.
It's almost time for dinner.
Fu Qin sent a message to Chen Xingyu:
【Your father: No match. 】
After receiving the message, Chen Xingyu immediately replied with an emoji of lying down and crying.
[Soda rice is the best in the world: good...]
[Soda Rice is the best in the world: I'm going on a business trip tomorrow, so I might not have time to come to the virtual battle room soon. See you when I get back!]
[Your father: Let's match them first.]
Upon seeing this, Chen Xingyu sent a series of crying emojis and said that he would complain about the inhumane matching mechanism of the virtual battle system.
Fu Qin endured it again and again, and finally clicked to block this person, and he was completely at peace.
After leaving the virtual battle room, Fu Qin had just regained consciousness when he received a voice call from Song Tingyun.
Fu Qin answered the call: "What's up?"
There was silence for a second, and then Song Tingyun's voice came from the computer: "Did you beat up Chen Xingyu?"
Fu Qin changed into a comfortable position and slumped in the soft chair. "Your news is a bit delayed. This happened several days ago."
Song Tingyun chuckled: "Sorry, I've been busy the past few days and just found time to go online."
Whenever Song Tingyun has time, he would take a look at the information on the Star Network Forum to see what everyone is discussing recently and what he needs to pay attention to.
As a result, when he logged in today, he saw Fu Qin's voting post hanging high on the forum homepage.
There's no way, the name [your father] is too conspicuous.
Song Tingyun searched for keywords according to the ID and quickly found the battle video between Fu Qin and Chen Xingyu.
Although Song Tingyun knew that Fu Qin would definitely win, he still couldn't help laughing when he saw the familiar initial mecha and subconsciously recalled the time when he was studying.
By the time Song Tingyun reacted, the page of the computer had jumped to the communication column and initiated a voice call to Fu Qin.
Fu Qin answered the call very quickly, leaving him almost no time to prepare. Song Tingyun could only make small talk and mentioned the video he had just watched.
Speaking of Chen Xingyu, Song Tingyun remembered the latest news he had received and reminded him, "Chen Xingyu is coming back from the Ninth Galaxy. He will go back to the Federal Military Academy first. Be careful not to be recognized by him."
"What will happen if I recognize you?"
"I'll chase you around every day to learn from you and learn from you."
An image instantly flashed through Fu Qin's mind: "Okay, I get it. He's now chasing me in the virtual battle room every day."
"If you feel annoyed, you can block him."
Song Tingyun said, "He doesn't hold grudges, but he's a bit stubborn, which is like you."
"I've blocked it. But... is he like me?"
Fu Qin thought about how Chen Xingyu always sent emoticons, and found it hard to connect him with herself.
"Yeah," Song Tingyun laughed. "Who was it back then who practiced like crazy whenever he had free time, looking for people to spar with, challenging seniors above his level, and even after losing, he became more courageous and no one could persuade him to stop?"
“…”
Although Fu Qin didn't want to admit it, this was indeed what she did.
"Well, if you say it's like it, it's like it."
Fu Qin gave up struggling.
She did see a bit of her past self in Chen Xingyu, which was why she endured the other party's message bombardment for several days and only blocked him today.
"Chen Xingyu is a man who gets stronger when he meets a stronger opponent. He likes to spar with others and improve himself through actual combat. He is particularly obsessed with those who have defeated him and will challenge them again and again until he wins."
Song Tingyun paused for a second, his tone somewhat helpless: "So you know, don't let him recognize you, otherwise he will be annoyed to death."
Fu Qin heard the subtext and asked, "It seems like you've been annoyed?"
"Well, so I sent him to the Ninth Galaxy to open up new land."
This trip lasted three years.
Fu Qin was a little surprised when he heard this, and laughed, "Huh? You're really something."
Chen Xingyu is the first one who can force Song Tingyun to this point.
Song Tingyun also laughed, "Throwing him to a desolate planet will temper his temper."
Fu Qin stroked his chin and thought for a moment, "If it were me, I would probably beat him so hard that he couldn't get up, and he wouldn't have time to challenge me again."
Come once, beat me down once.
Let him stay in the hospital.
This is Fuqin's style, simple and rough.
Song Tingyun held his forehead, "As expected of you."
At the same time as the two were talking, someone suddenly sneezed in a spaceship that was jumping in a distant galaxy.
Chen Xingyu rubbed his nose and muttered softly, "Could it be that the teacher is scolding me?"
Two days later.
When Fu Qin left the school gate to have a meal, three or four people followed him.
There seemed to be eyes staring at her in the dark.
After Fu Qin paid the bill and walked out, he did not go back to school, but instead walked into a remote alley.
There are too many people in the downtown area, so it’s difficult to perform.
The alley was actually more suitable for her to fight.
At this time, the number of people following had become six.
As the number of people around them gradually decreased, they became bolder and dispersed on both sides of the road, firmly blocking the retreat route.
Fu Qin finally stopped at a closed alley.
She turned around and saw six men behind her, each holding a stick. They were wearing black vests, tall and strong, with muscular bare upper arms. They looked difficult to deal with.
The leader in the middle stepped forward and asked, "Are you Fu Ci?"
"I am," Fu Qin replied, "We want to fight, right? Come on together."
The leader expelled the cigarette from his mouth and crushed it with his foot. "You're the first to make such a request. You're quite arrogant, but we're not the cadets you usually meet."
They had also investigated Fu Qin and knew that the last troublemaker, Sweet, was already in the hospital, so six people came directly this time. No matter what abilities Fu Qin had, he would not be able to get out of this alley today.
Fu Qin raised an eyebrow, "Then give it a try."
"Go!" said the leader, and the other five people rushed towards Fu Qin with sticks.
The ferocious faces of several people were reflected in Fu Qin's dark eyes, and the sound of wind cutting through the iron rods as they were swung down heavily was in her ears. She did not retreat but moved forward and went straight to meet them.
The seven of them soon started fighting together.
This group of people came from a mercenary group. Their physical fitness had reached S level, and they worked specifically for rich people.
As long as you give me money, you can do anything.
This time, the employer gave them the task of beating up this guy named Fu Ci, regardless of whether he was dead or alive.
Six mercenaries fighting one is not a difficult task at all.
When they started fighting, they found that they couldn't hit Fuqin at all.
Fu Qin moved as fast as lightning, dodging the iron rod quickly while punching out.
His arms looked thin, but they were quite powerful. Every time his fists hit the flesh, even a person with S-level physical fitness would have his face distorted with pain.
In a short while, all six of them were beaten to the ground and couldn't get up.
Fu Qin stood among the six dead bodies, looking fine, without any signs of injury.
She walked up to the leader, grabbed his collar and lifted him up, "Is the person who is looking for you surnamed Sun?"
Fu Qin had forgotten Sun Changyi's name, he only remembered that his surname was Sun.
This person also has a stubborn temper. "So what if it is, so what if it isn't?"
He had been punched in the left eye by Fu Qin, and now the entire eye socket had turned purple like a dark circle, which was particularly funny.
"Not very good," Fu Qin said. "Tell him that if it happens again, I will go to him face to face to settle the account. I mean what I say."
Although these were all small actions that were not worthy of being mentioned in public and were not worth mentioning to Fu Qin, it was not a big deal to be remembered by others all the time.
Fu Qin was annoyed and wanted to solve the problem once and for all.
After saying that, she let go and let the other person fall heavily to the ground.
Fu Qin walked around the people on the ground and was about to leave the scene when he heard applause from above his head.
Fu Qin looked over when he heard the sound and saw a young man with black hair and red eyes sitting on the wall of the alley, holding a paper bag in his hand.
Seeing Fu Qin looking at him, he jumped down from the wall, walked to Fu Qin in two or three steps, and blinked at Fu Qin with his blood-red eyes. "You are so powerful, can you spar with me?"
Fu quilt: “?”
Without a second thought, she refused, "No sparring."
After saying that, Fu Qin turned and walked out of the alley.
The man followed up, "Yeah, you just finished fighting, and you're exhausted. It's not fair for you to fight me now. Do you want to add me and schedule an appointment next time?"
Fu Qin kept walking, "No appointment."
The man was not disappointed, "Oh, it's okay."
He handed the paper bag in front of Fuqin and said, "How about some sunflower seeds?"
The melon seeds in the paper bag were plump and still steaming, looking like they had just been fried. The aroma of caramel mixed with the smell of melon seeds filled the air.
Fu Qin only took a quick glance and immediately stopped, "Where did you buy it?"
The man pointed in a direction and said, "Turn over there in front, go straight, and then turn again. There's another small alley called Zhouji Guazi."
As he spoke, he rolled his eyes and grinned slyly, his two small fangs clearly visible. "The road is a bit roundabout, how about I take you there?"
Fu Qin thought about it and said, "Okay, thank you."
The man waved his hand, "You're welcome~ Let's go."
"Let me tell you, their fried melon seeds are so fragrant you can smell them from far away. It's just that it's a bit out of the way, so not many people go there often. It was only when a friend took me there when I was in school that I realized there was such a hidden gem of a shop in this corner."
This man was probably a chatterbox. He never stopped talking all the way. After Fu Qin finished buying the melon seeds, his topic returned to Fu Qin again.
"I see that you are quite skilled. Are you a new teacher in the military academy?" he asked.
Fu Qin sniffed the paper bag, which was filled with the aroma of cream. His mood brightened, and he became more patient with the person in front of him. "Not really."
"What do you mean by not counting? Isn't it always yes or no?"
Before Fu Qin could answer, a roar came from afar.
"Chen Xingyu!"
The people around Fu Qin shuddered when they heard the sound.
Fu Qin looked up and saw a middle-aged man walking towards them in the distance, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.
Seeing this, the people around him quickly handed the paper bag in their hands to Fu Qin and said, "Please hold it for me. I'll be leaving first. See you later!"
After saying that, he ran in the opposite direction.
The middle-aged man saw him running away and started running too. "Chen Xingyu, stop right there! Don't run! I've been waiting for you at the school gate for ages, and you're actually here flirting with girls? I'll beat you up!"
"Ahhhh teacher, I didn't pick up any girls, I just bought some melon seeds!"
"Bah! I saw it all! Stop right there, you little bastard!"
The two of them talked to each other across the air and ran away in a hurry.
Fu Quilt was left where it was. He watched their backs as they walked away, silently eating some melon seeds.
Mm, it smells so good.
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