Chapter 17
Lan Yexing couldn't imagine how great the privileges of Qiao You were in this club. He even had his own lounge at Football Field No. 1!
When I pushed open the door, I saw a blond young man wearing a sports jersey and metal-framed glasses sitting on the sofa. On his knees was the blanket that Lan Yexing had used last time, and on top of that was a thin laptop.
The young man was typing away on the keyboard, his fingers were long and strong, and the muscle lines on his arms were smooth and beautiful. The cold light reflected on the transparent lenses made his handsome face look even more fierce and inhuman.
Hearing the voice, he looked up at Lan Yexing and said with a smile: "You are ten minutes late, junior. Being late is not a good habit."
It was because he hadn't received any message from Lan Yexing by the time the meeting was over, and he happened to run into an idiot who tried to trick him into meeting someone in the audience, that he guessed that Lan Yexing was most likely there as well - after all, Lan Yexing's goal was to prevent those who approached him from approaching him.
He still went and took action - the method was also very simple. The mechanism of Su Lou's mental power was vision, and when people were out of space, their vision would be distorted and deviated. As for the ball, it was just a trick.
But until now, he still didn't understand his motivation for doing so.
Thinking like this, Qiao You looked at the young man, and there was a rare hint of inquiry in his green eyes behind the lenses: Why is that?
Lan Yexing did not pay attention to the other party's thoughts. He sighed lightly and said seriously, "Sorry." No matter what the reason, he was indeed late.
Qiao You then took his time to scan the man from head to toe: nice ankle bones, slender legs covered with a thin layer of muscle, a slender waist hidden by a loose jersey, the hand hanging down holding the canvas bag was still very beautiful, and the chest rose and fell slightly due to breathing...
Finally, his eyes, as if they were real, subtly stopped at the slender neck and delicate collarbone exposed from the neckline. The large area of skin there was dazzlingly white. He raised his eyebrows and said calmly, "This is the second time I see you wearing a jersey."
The last time was in that warehouse.
It was only after they had experienced life and death together that he noticed that the boy actually looked good in the jersey.
Lan Yexing nodded: "After all, I have football class in the afternoon."
As he spoke, he walked up to the young man, took out two notebooks from his canvas bag, handed them over, and said, "The other one is the one you lent me last time. I have copied everything in it. Thank you."
Qiao You nodded and took it neatly, but his eyes followed Lan Yexing's movements and looked into the canvas bag. When he saw the bag of pudding bread and milk, he paused, raised his eyebrows, pointed at the things in the bag without hesitation, and said, "I'm just hungry."
Lan Yexing: “…” Does this mean he is asking him for food?
But who was it that threw his bread and milk into the trash can last time?
He is so obsessed with mysophobia that he threw away the cup when Zhou Yanqiu just used the water in his cup. Now he comes to him to ask for food?
Could it be that this person's soul has been possessed by someone?
Qiao You seemed to have remembered what happened last time. He didn't feel guilty at all. He just looked at the things in the bag with a subtle regret on his face: "That bread looks delicious."
This is the second time I see Lan Yexing buying it. He almost never eats this kind of packaged food, but now he is curious about the taste.
Lan Yexing: “.”
He twitched his eyebrows and took out the bread and milk and threw it to his side, complaining: "Senior, next time you want to eat, please buy it yourself."
A very satisfied smile finally appeared on Qiao You's face: "Thank you."
At this time, he put aside the laptop computer and his own notebook on his lap, picked up Lan Yexing's notebook and flipped through it, and praised nonchalantly: "Your handwriting is very good, junior brother."
Lan Yexing stood in front of him. The more he watched this scene, the more he felt like he was handing in homework to a high school teacher. The more he thought about it, the weirder it became. Lan Yexing took a step back without leaving a trace, but still couldn't help but complain: "Should I thank you for praising me?"
Qiao You's smile deepened: "You're welcome."
Lan Yexing: “…” This guy suddenly becomes so childish.
At this moment, he noticed that the young man's hand was wrapped in gauze as he flipped through the notebook - after all, it had only been a few days since the pet shop incident, so it was normal that the wound on his hand had not healed yet.
Lan Yexing hesitated for a moment, but still said: "Even if you change the bandage every day, you still need to go to the hospital for a check-up. If you are worried about the trouble of leaving school, the school hospital will do." After all, this was an injury for him, so even if it was overstepping the line, he should have reminded the other party.
Qiao You didn't seem to expect Lan Yexing to mention this. He was stunned for a moment, blinking thoughtfully at his bandaged hand, and then a smile slowly appeared on his face again: "Thank you for the reminder."
Having seen too many human organs and tissues since childhood, in the end, he even lost the sense of reality and judgment of his own wounds. If Lan Yexing had not reminded him, he really would not have known that this kind of wound should be rechecked.
Seeing that he agreed, Lan Yexing was relieved. He looked at his watch and said, "It's almost time, senior. I'm going to class. Bye."
Qiao You smiled, took something out of his sports bag and threw it accurately into his hand: "A return gift of bread and milk."
Lan Yexing looked at the white chocolate in his palm which was exactly the same as last time and blinked: "Thank you?"
Qiao You waved at him elegantly and casually, and Lan Yexing turned and left.
The young man looked at Lan Yexing's back with a vague expression as he disappeared behind the door. When he heard the door close, he retracted his gaze and looked down at the notebook on his lap with an expressionless face:
Ode to the Boy and the Skylark
This is a poem written by an ancient poet of this country. After it was passed down, everyone said that no matter who it is, whoever reads this poet's poem will feel happy.
The young man read the notes word by word, and a certain arrogance, indifference and disdain slowly emerged in his green eyes behind his glasses:
How could it be true?
Just when his fingertips accidentally touched the words that the young man had carefully written one by one, Qiao You paused, a subtle look of astonishment emerging on his face.
Not knowing what mood he was in, he closed his notebook, picked up the pudding bread beside him, and slowly tore open the bag.
…
After leaving the lounge, Lan Yexing went to the assembly area of the football field.
I don’t know if it’s because of Su Lou’s incident or if the players need to make room for other students to attend classes, but there are not many people on the green field now.
The system's voice came over at this time: [5 points accumulated, and 1 point more. This time the host unlocked the mental power of [Freeze] for us.]
Lan Yexing lowered his eyes: "Okay." After a pause, he asked softly: "What about you, Xiaosong, have you remembered anything about yourself?"
The system's mechanical voice was a little bewildered: [I seem to see in my data stream... endless green grasslands and flocks of sheep that are as white and soft as clouds, and the wind is free and light...]
System: [Sorry, I can’t remember any more information for now.]
Lan Yexing gently and patiently repeated what he said last time: "No need to apologize, Xiaosong. You are already great."
The system's ignorant voice was filled with a hint of happiness: [Okay.]
Lan Yexing put his hand on the dial to soothe it, but a hint of coldness emerged from the depths of his eyes: Grassland... grassland with sea of lights...
The wool merchants on the Denghai Grassland...
The answer seems to be on the horizon, but is obscured by layers of fog.
Lan Yexing took a deep breath and suppressed the emotions that surged from the bottom of his heart - only by removing emotions as much as possible when thinking can the results be accurate.
He closed his eyes and sorted out the information.
…
After a while, other students who were attending class came to the assembly area one after another, and Janes and Li Long also came.
Su Lou seemed to be really famous. What happened on this football field not long ago had now spread everywhere. People gathered in groups of three or four, discussing with glee the possible consequences of this incident.
"I heard that the people he provoked this afternoon were all the kind of people you can't afford to offend, especially that teacher Qi—"
"Ah? There's a teacher in there?"
"Yes, Mr. Qi is the youngest lecturer in the School of Engineering. I heard that he is a genius in mechanical design! He seems to have a good temper on the surface, but all his students say that he is quite scary. He also has a strange habit of trying everything three times--"
"Giving up after three attempts?"
"No, he used extreme measures after trying three times. For example, I heard that he tried to tame a skylark three times but failed. He just threw the skylark to death!"
"It's this kind of person. I've already sent Su Lou to the academic affairs office of the college. Maybe Su Lou will be expelled, hehe."
…
Lan Yexing lowered his head slightly and listened, his eyes calm and cold, without saying a word.
Li Long also stood beside Janes silently, his eyes only on Janes.
Janes, however, smiled and commented on those statements: "The royal family attaches great importance to reputation. Even when facing people like us, they will never let their adopted children be expelled from school."
Lan Yexing looked at him.
Janes shrugged: "Maybe we will be able to see Prince Leon of the royal family on campus soon."
Lan Yexing's mind immediately flashed back to the day when he came to school and sat in the car with brown hair and freckles and looked at him. He pursed his lips but still said nothing.
…
The football class ended smoothly. Lan Yexing and his classmates had already taken their turn to clean up the equipment, so the teacher called on other students.
It was already evening. After having dinner with Janes Lilong, Lan Yexing said goodbye to them and climbed over the wall to go out to feed the cats as usual.
It was already past seven in the evening when Lan Yexing returned to school. As he walked towards the dormitory, he couldn't help thinking about Qi Zhong.
Teacher Qi, who was said by a classmate to resort to extreme measures after three attempts, had already sent roses to Qiao You three times, and each time failed without exception...
At this time, Lan Yexing had already arrived at the central square, and he couldn't help but stop...
The beautiful and majestic sculpture fountain beside him was spraying splashing water as usual - this was the place where he first arrived at the campus and completed his first mission.
Logically, Qiao You would be in the library at this time - he said that he needed to go to Library No. 1 to look up data for two consecutive weeks, and now it is still within those two weeks.
There are so many students there, Qi Zhong probably won't take direct action.
Lan Yexing frowned slightly: But... many of those nobles are crazy, and Qi Zhong might be the one who helped Duan Chen imprison Zhou Yanqiu.
He took a deep breath, took out his phone, and was about to send a message to Qiao You to confirm his safety when the system's mechanical and indifferent voice rang out: [Qiao You is now in the school hospital for a hand check. Qi Zhong intends to take the opportunity to imprison Qiao You in a different space while he is in the school hospital.]
[Qi Zhong is now at the entrance of the school hospital. Please, host, stop this strategy incident from happening.]
System: [Also, Xiaoxing, please be safe. ]
Lan Yexing suddenly opened his eyes wide and strode towards the school hospital without hesitation.
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