When I came out of the hospital, it was already late at night.
The door of the dormitory building in the school must be closed.
In fact, for the students in the dormitory building of No. 28, this is not a big problem. Although Su Chunfeng has never returned late, he has never eaten pork and has always seen pigs running. Of course, he knows the small ones in the water room.
The window is the door left by the building manager who turned a blind eye to the boys who could not stand the youthful and lonely life.
However, the force-collection technique was backfired by his own magic and nature, as well as Zong Meng's magic attack. Later, in order to rescue Zong Meng, he had to retrace the potential of qi and blood, which caused Su Chunfeng to suffer a lot of internal injuries. Now he is exhausted, that is,
Climbing that small window became extremely difficult. So he did not return to the campus of Beijing University, but took a taxi to a hotel near the south gate of the school and opened a house to settle in. However, he did not expect that the hotel was on the night.
When an older sister saw him checking in in the middle of the night, gauze on his left hand and his pale cheeks were full of haggardness. She was frightened and mistakenly thought that she had met a bad guy, so she called the police.
As a result, he was exhausted and suffered internal injuries. He just sat cross-legged on the bed to prepare for practice and healing his injuries. Su Chunfeng, who had not yet fully entered the state of meditation, was disturbed by the police who broke in and had to take out his student ID card. After explaining his ID card, he tossed it for half a day.
It took only a long time to calm down.
The next day, before dawn, Su Chunfeng left the hotel and returned to campus to practice boxing and exercise.
When he returned to the dormitory, he found that all the roommates who had to sleep with their heads covered on weekdays except him and Gu Tianen were all more energetic with their eyes wide open, as if they hadn't slept all night last night.
"Damn, Brother Feng, you're back!"
"where have you been?"
"My brothers have been staying all night, afraid that something will happen to you, so they call and turn off the phone..."
Gu Tianen, who came back from fitness earlier this morning, laughed and scolded: "Hey, don't pretend like this, okay? Last night, we chatted until midnight, you all slept like pigs. If my brother didn't come back to wake you up this morning, who would have
Wake up?" At this point, Gu Tianen suddenly realized that Su Chunfeng's left hand was wrapped with gauze, and some dark red blood was seeping out. He couldn't help but grab his hand with concern and anxiety and raised it and asked, "What's this?
Now?"
Su Chunfeng smiled and said, "It's okay. I drank too much last night and I accidentally scratched it."
Several people gathered around to inquire about it.
Gu Tianen frowned and said, "Chunfeng, did that guy named Zongmeng hurt you? Damn, I will meet him again and I have to teach him a lesson."
"No, where do you want to go?" Su Chunfeng smiled and said, "I drank too much myself and accidentally scratched the window of the waterroom when I came back to climb the waterroom. So I didn't go back to the dormitory last night, so I went to the hospital to bandage it.
I found a hotel nearby for a stay...Don't worry, brothers, I'm fine."
The roommates were half-believing and half-doubting.
However, looking at Su Chunfeng's relaxed expression, it was hard for everyone to ask anything else.
After a few people went to have breakfast together, when they walked out of the restaurant, Gu Tianen called Su Chunfeng aside and whispered seriously: "Chunfeng, I can see that the guy named Zongmeng is definitely a Jianjiazi, although
I know that your skills are even better than mine, but the heroes can't stand many people. Tell me the truth, isn't Zong Meng asking someone to hurt you? If so, let's find an opportunity to teach him a lesson.
Go back to the venue!”
"It's really not." Su Chunfeng couldn't laugh or cry, but was very moved.
Seeing Su Chunfeng's attitude, Gu Tianen sighed and said, "Chunfeng, don't hide it from me. When I was a child, I learned some looking, listening, asking and touching. Although I can't compare to traditional Chinese medicine, at least those who practice martial arts.
You also know some complexion. Your face is pale and weak, and your eyes are dim. It is not just the little wound on your hands and the physical fatigue and mental fatigue after being drunk, but you are obviously suffering from internal injuries."
Su Chunfeng was shocked and said, "Boss, you, a trainee, can be said to be real."
"Okay, don't praise me, tell me the truth now." Gu Tianen said.
"It's really a fight with Zongmeng." Su Chunfeng knew that it was not easy to hide it in front of a half-disciplined person like Gu Tianen, so he said half-truely: "But our buddy is not at a loss. Go back and find out.
You will know Zong Meng's situation. He probably had to stay in the hospital for more than a month."
Gu Tianen said in surprise: "You are really dead?"
"It's time to fight, it's inevitable that you can get some anger and accidentally hurt him." Su Chunfeng raised his hand and patted Gu Tianen's shoulder, who was tall and broad, and said, "Don't think about taking revenge on others. This time, our buddy didn't suffer any losses. Also, don't
If you think your brother is unpleasant, you can't think about going to Zongmeng for competitions in the future. Although your skills can rank among the top martial arts associations in our school, there is still a certain gap compared to Zongmeng."
"It seems I have to step up my practice." Gu Tianen said self-deprecatingly: "I guess it's not possible to practice, there is a gap in talent."
Su Chunfeng smiled and said, "When you look at the mountain high, don't worry yourself. Just strengthen your body and defend yourself, why bother with a temporary basis?"
"Yes." Gu Tianen nodded, but thought of something else in his mind.
He came from a martial arts family and sometimes when watching some professional fighting competitions on TV, he felt that those were small fights. He also participated in some professional fighting competitions held by the martial arts association, so he knew very well that it was very clear that it was all about it.
There are few real masters. Due to the limitations of various cumbersome rules of fighting competitions, real masters are not willing to participate in such competitions that cannot be played without permission. Of course, after entering Peking University, especially becoming a member of the Wushu Association
, Gu Tianen has indeed met several real martial arts fighting masters, but there are only a few. Occasionally, after the electricity is turned on with his home, his grandfather would always tell him earnestly: "Don't fight for the limelight, a real fight."
It is different from fighting competition. If you want to become a veritable master, unless you go through the training on the battlefield, you will be in your blood and fire."
So Gu Tianen, who is quite obsessed with martial arts and yearns for a mountain that is still higher than the other mountain, often wonders, why not give up his studies and join the army?
...
At around 10 o'clock the next morning when Zongmeng was assassinated and seriously injured, his father, Suo Jiang Long Zongxiange, the sect leader of Qingluan Sect in Huainan Province, flew to Beijing.
Su Chunfeng learned this news from Song Ciwen.
It was not that he took the initiative to ask for the news, but that Song Ciwen called in the afternoon to inform him. The purpose was to hope that Su Chunfeng could go to the hospital and explain to Zong Xiange in person what happened last night. This is also what Luo Tonghua meant, after all, who would
Everyone knows that after this happens, Zong Xiange will inevitably have misunderstandings in his heart.
But Su Chunfeng did not agree.
In his opinion, some things are explained more and more likely to be misunderstood. Besides, he and Zongmeng are not familiar with each other, so this time Zongmeng took the initiative to make an appointment for a fight. As a result, something that no one expected happened. Su Chunfeng
If you explain it yourself, you will appear that there is no silver here or you are timid and afraid of things and bow down. What kind of person is the immortal song? Even if you don’t take your anger on the spot, you will underestimate him. If you are an ordinary person, Su Chunfeng will not be so
If he goes, he may doubt him even more, but Zong Xiange definitely won’t. Moreover, if Su Chunfeng doesn’t go, Zong Xiange will feel very grateful because Su Chunfeng stepped forward to save his beloved son in a critical moment.
Therefore, even if you don’t want to repay the great kindness of the immortal song, you can at least rely on your righteousness and integrity without fear of shadow slanting, calming down the anger of Suo Jianglong.
When he learned that Su Chunfeng refused to go to the hospital to meet Zong Xiange, Luo Tonghua, who was in the hospital, called himself: "Chunfeng, don't worry about anything. Just come over and talk to Zong Meng's father about the situation."
At this time, Su Chunfeng, who was communicating in English with two female students from South Korea and Japan, was embarrassed to show a look of apology to the two members, and then quickly walked to the classroom door.
He said seriously: "Professor Luo, I don't have time now, and the club is holding an exchange meeting. Please tell me to the father and son, don't thank me, this is all what you should do, let Zongmeng carefully recuperate her wounds."
Luo Tonghua said: "If you don't come and explain, don't you worry about others' misunderstandings?"
"Misunderstanding?" Su Chunfeng said with a high voice: "Then I have nothing to say. Just think about it, what should I do to do? "
"No, this is just my personal worry. Zongmeng and his father Zong Xiange didn't say that." Luo Tonghua couldn't laugh or cry, and had to explain to Su Chunfeng quickly, saying, "Since this incident has happened, it is strange.
Things in the world are not convenient for official handling, so Zong Xiange naturally needs to investigate the origin and identity of the young man in white. You and Goldman Sachs, Pan Huiyao, and Qu Feiyan all met the young man in white. They knew that
His appearance.”
Su Chunfeng refused, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Let's do this, I still have classes tonight. After class tomorrow morning, I will take time to go to the hospital."
"Chunfeng, do you know Zong Xiange's identity?"
"Isn't it a man who is Zong Meng?"
"Cough..." Luo Tonghua said helplessly: "Maybe you don't pay much attention to the affairs of Qimen Jianghu. Zong Xiange is known as Suojianglong in Jianghu. He is the contemporary sect leader of the Qingluan Sect in Huainan Province, the first sect in Jianghu.
I had already entered the realm of awakening the gods in the early years and had made a shocking feat of locking half a pillar of incense from the Yangtze River and killing the white dragon with one finger, so..."
Su Chunfeng pretended to be young and energetic and said, "It's so amazing, can he kill me if I go too late?"
Luo Tonghua was speechless. He knew that Su Chunfeng had a reason not to go. Originally, Su Chunfeng was not familiar with Zongmeng. Zongmeng's natural indifference and arrogance was really hard to make people feel good. Su Chunfeng had just been promoted to become the president, Zongmeng was
The first person to start a fight to embarrass him. Su Chunfeng couldn't help but feel angry. Last night, Su Chunfeng did not hesitate to self-harm and reversed the blood and burst out his potential to save Meng. It was definitely a model of not taking prejudices and doing enough
Well? Now, let Su Chunfeng explain what...
Who hasn't had a little temper or a little backbone yet?
As the head of the student warlock of various university governments in Beijing, Luo Tonghua not only wants to control these prides in the Qimen River and the West to avoid causing trouble, but also has the responsibility to protect these children and also has the obligation and responsibilities to protect the stability of the capital.
Although his reputation certainly made him afraid, and Zong Xiange's most doting son was assassinated in the capital and was severely injured. Luo Tonghua could understand Zong Xiange's anger. But if Su Chunfeng was young and arrogant, he wouldn't bother to explain what he could explain.
Luo Tonghua had to be wary of the immortal song and prevent him from taking his anger at others when he was furious.