For senior students, there is no class, no review, no exam, no discussion and consultation in study groups... Some are just hesitation, confusion and reluctance, and almost conflicting excitement.
The yearning and eagerness to try is like a seabird ready to leave the nest, stretching its wings to call friends, but everyone knows that on the road ahead, everyone may not be able to walk together.
Su Chunfeng leaned on the folded bedding, stretched his legs together, and looked at several roommates with a smile, saying something unrestrained, drunkenly.
Zhang Zhanfei is now a celebrity, one of the two leading singers of Haihong Band. He usually performs everywhere, and the company and agents line up their time, so naturally they cannot participate in the banquet for the last few days of separation on time. It is rare
After taking the time to come back, I took the brothers in the dormitory to have dinner outside, and treated it as an early parting banquet - in fact, it was indeed a parting banquet, because tomorrow Zhang Zhanfei went to Guangdong Hai for a performance, and then he left school until he graduated.
At that time, I didn’t have time to return to the campus of Peking University and say goodbye to my classmates.
Everyone can understand him, but don't care
After all, they are all adults, so naturally they won’t say anything so sad that Zhang Zhanfei has become famous and rich, so they look down on his brothers and classmates. Of course, it is inevitable that some students will be jealous or unable to stay in their hearts.
Zhang Zhanfei got some satisfaction in some aspects, and he vented some unhappy emotions in private, but he would not publicly say something to him.
"Brother Feng, do you think after we graduate, should we go to the northwest together and visit the army to see Gu, Lao, Boss Gu." Diao Xiang, the youngest, rarely drinks alcohol, and can drink it tonight.
In a daze, he squeezed to Su Chunfeng with his tongue stammering and sat down, patting Su Chunfeng's shoulder and sighing: "I, I miss him, how hard and tiring it is to be a soldier, wuwu..."
Haha, I started crying.
Su Chunfeng smiled and put his shoulder on his shoulder and said, "Okay, Xiangzi, hurry up and go to bed, the boss will be back tomorrow."
"I, I'm just taking the postgraduate entrance examination, just to wait for the boss to come back!" Yang Bo laughed and came up in a daze. Su Chunfeng quickly lifted his legs inside. Yang Bo sat on the edge of the bed with a thud, and then leaned on him involuntarily
On the wall inside, "Let's go, you all go, get out of here, hehe..."
Su Chunfeng had no choice but to lift his legs up, and helped Diao Xiang, who was sobbing in a daze, pulled him to the opposite bed, flattened him, and scolded him, "Be obedient, go to bed quickly."
"Well, I, I listen to Brother Feng, I will listen to you alone..."
"Who is still drinking?" Tan Zhe waved his arms on the bed and said, "I know you can't do it. You are all scared now, right? Whoever doesn't agree, let's continue drinking!"
"I, I'll drink with you, drink..." Zhang Zhanfei shouted in a daze while lying on the bed.
Su Chunfeng stood beside the bed, looking at the lower bunk of the three beds, Yang Bo lay on his bunk, Zhang Zhanfei and Tan Zhe were crowded together, Diao Xiang occupied a lower bunk... As he looked, Su Chunfeng
Suddenly, a feeling of sorrow surged in my heart. After rebirth, he regarded the students as children in junior high school. In high school, he still felt that the classmates around him were all little kids. When he first entered college, he felt that he had to do with his classmates.
There is a generation gap in psychological age between us. But as we spend more time together, we gradually mature, and these feelings of rejection from the bottom of our hearts are gradually squeezed out by deep friendship.
These roommates and classmates, no matter what kind of family background conditions they have, at least, they are ordinary people in this real society.
And what about yourself?
A warlock in the Qimen River...
Just now, Bai Xingyong called him and said that he was so bored that he wanted to drink.
Su Chunfeng agreed, turned around and walked out, and gently closed the dormitory door.
In this season when graduates are about to leave school, the dormitory managers seem to be able to understand the mood of these young people, so they will most likely turn a blind eye to those who come back late and leave late, and let them go crazy
So, Su Chunfeng just greeted the dormitory manager at the entrance of the corridor and walked out of the dormitory building smoothly.
He knew that Bai Xingyong was really irritable these two days - if a person is unlucky, drinking cold water will make his teeth stuck. Bai Xingyong is unlucky enough this time. A girl who has pursued him for two years has been rejected because she has been repeatedly rejected.
In sadness and despair, he committed suicide by cutting his wrist.
Fortunately, the person was not dead.
But Bai Xingyong is famous.
In desperation, Bai Xingyong had decided to not go back to school after the holiday and went home to review and wait for the final degree exam. As for the position of president of the Beijing University Student Warlock Association, his resignation has been submitted.
...
It's late at night.
Danfeng City, Yuzhou Province, thousands of miles away from the capital.
In the community of the employee's family building of the Cotton Second Textile Factory in Fengxiang District, on the edge of the small square surrounded by lush trees, Diao Ping, who was thin, sat next to a broken stone table, looked up at the deep and lofty night sky
, the bright crescent moon was hanging quietly, and a faint smile hanged on the corner of her mouth.
After breaking through, his body was recovering quickly, and he could clearly feel the increasingly abundant original energy in his body and the strong tension of magic and thoughts.
The master said: "You have no practical experience. Although you have entered the Qi Refining Realm, don't overestimate your strength."
Diao Ping thought: "Isn't it just... to kill people with magic?" He couldn't wait to go back to the southern border that had been away from for many years, break into the Fudimen Gate, killing all the young and old in the Fudimen Gate... that part was engraved in him
The darkest and most miserable childhood memories in my heart. Even during the four years I followed Wang Qimin to practice tricks, I often woke up by nightmares in the middle of the night, and then cried secretly and was afraid like a child.
He was really scared. Until now, he was still scared when he remembered his miserable situation before, and even shivered all over.
That was his lingering nightmare.
It's also his deep hatred!
At some point, Wang Qimin stood behind him and said softly with a kind expression: "Pingwa, Master knows the hatred in your heart, and also knows your fears. Knows you, and is eager to take revenge. But Pingwa, listen to Master
Even if you take revenge, you cannot be blinded by hatred and anger, because in that case, not only will you not be able to take revenge, but you will have to get it in."
"Master, do you want me to wait?" Diao Ping turned his head and smiled like a child, smiling brightly, saying, "But you promised that as long as I enter the Qi Refining Realm, I will be able to get out of the master.
.”
Wang Qimin smiled gently, sat down and said, "I've left the master, will you not listen to your master?"
"No." Diao Ping's face turned red, and like a child who said the wrong thing, he lowered his head and said timidly: "I will always listen to you, Master, you are my only relative."
"Good boy." Wang Qimin raised his hand and stroked Diao Ping's head with short hair, and said kindly: "Master is just worried that when you return to southern Xinjiang, when your enemy appears in front of you, you will die together with each other regardless of everything.
The courage to vent hatred is not worth it. You must make yourself extremely calm, calm enough to suppress the endless hatred and the anger in your heart... Then, on the premise of protecting yourself,
, one, one, kill the enemy. When you kill the first enemy, those who are still alive will be angry, and when you kill the second one, they will be irritable, and when you kill the third one
When they are, they will be frightened, and when you kill four or five, they will be nervous and afraid, and they will not even dare to close their eyes when they sleep!"
Diao Ping stared at his master in a daze.
"Four years ago, in the battle between Yangjia Town, the master was defeated because of internal injuries." Wang Qimin looked calm and said in a gentle tone, "In the battle between Xishan County the year before yesterday, the master deliberately did not kill them, and left their lives for you.
Take revenge! Pingwa, once you slaughter all the enemies, it seems that you have a great revenge to be repaid. In fact, for the hatred between you and them, it is a cheaper price for them. Only, let them suffer in fear
Torture, dying while waiting for death in the process of panic and anxiety, is the real revenge! Moreover, with your current strength in the first realm of Qi Refining, even if it is the trick you practice, it has the attack power that dominates the world, at best,
That is, a warlock who can surpass the level of killing the middle stage of Qi Refining may not be able to succeed. Therefore, you can do revenge now, but take your time."
"Well, I understand." Diao Ping nodded, and the surging flames in his eyes burned.
Wang Qimin looked at him seriously and his tone became serious: "Pingwa, you must remember that you are the inheritor of tricks. Your life goal should not be just to avenge revenge, but to carry forward tricks.
The tricks are reputed in the history of Qimen River and Lake! Therefore, you must protect yourself as much as possible."
"Master, don't worry, I will not let you down." Diao Ping's young cheeks exuded a sacred solemnity.
"Master believes in you." Wang Qimin stood up with a smile and said, "Tomorrow, we will go together."
“Where to go?”
"Zhongzhou City, kill a warlock..." Wang Qimin paused, turned around and walked slowly towards the building where he lived, and said softly: "You will kill and improve your practical combat experience."
Diao Ping hurriedly followed him: "Who?"
"A warlock of your age, well, is the savior of Thailand."
"Thai savior?"
"Su Chunfeng and I killed the three senior brothers of this young master in Jinxi Province... His master sent him to China." Wang Qimin smiled, as if he was chatting about family matters, saying something very ordinary
Like a small matter, he said, "I personally called Su Chunfeng and you, Uncle Gong, to plead with you, and then I left this surrender to you."
Diao Ping frowned and showed a little displeasure.
Wang Qimin didn't look back, but as if he had seen through Diao Ping's expression, knew his inner activities, and said lightly: "Since I have resistance in my heart and don't want to help Su Chunfeng, then, let's regard it as a task assigned to you by my master.
As for why you kill him, you only need one reason - to experience your experience."
"yes!"
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PS: I was very tired today and I deleted a lot of it over and over again. I believe everyone can see that Diao Ping's trajectory will be similar to Su Chunfeng's previous life, and I want to take advantage of Diao Ping's experience to
It vaguely tells Su Chunfeng's past life, of course, he would not really write about Diao Ping in large quantities, but rather from the perspective of the overall situation and the situation in the world. Well, it was not until I started writing this that I realized that the difficulty was not very large...
…Ahem, this is true, it’s not me looking for a reason~ I won’t stay up late tonight, so I will write it well tomorrow.
In addition, it's late this month, please encourage me by monthly votes, we've fallen out of the top fifteen.