The night in the Eastern Hemisphere is the day in the Western Hemisphere.
Qin Yan glanced at the text message. It was a message from the bodyguard that Mo Yan had arrived home safely.
His sharp-jointed fingers quickly flew across the keyboard, and his eyes returned to the four 27-inch full-screen monitors in front of him. They were all filled with dense stock market curves and data on the world's four major stock markets.
When he was fifteen years old, he went to spend the summer vacation at his official residence abroad. Seeing that he was very sensitive to numbers, Mr. Shen introduced him to the industry. From then on, Qin Yan began to play in finance.
At first, Mr. Shen was just having fun and gave him one million euros to test the waters. Unexpectedly, in the second month, he found that the funds in his account had increased tenfold.
Although Mr. Shen claimed to be a financial giant in Country Y, he was also frightened. His grandson was a financial genius, so he taught him more carefully. After two years, Qin Yan could talk to him about the global financial situation.
After that, no one looked at the balance in his account again.
Looking at the zero behind the balance number, he suddenly smiled and dialed a number.
The voice across the Pacific quickly came through the radio waves, full of masculinity, "A Yan."
"Yunyi, how are you doing lately?"
"Recently, we have recruited some people and are training them. Oh, by the way, there will be big moves in the southwest of Country C recently. You can pay attention to them."
"Lu's family?"
"If Team J takes action, they will probably be injured. It is unethical for them to engage in this kind of sex trafficking business, and they should be rectified."
"Tsk, if necessary you can help and beat up the drowned dog."
"Hahaha, I know."
"Is the funding still enough? Do you need additional supplements?"
"Hey, you have itchy hands again and shorted a stock? Who is so unlucky?"
"Lu's small company in North America didn't like it, so he cleaned it up."
"Tch, did I hear that you have been tempted by mortals recently? Is Lu Entropy going against you?"
These words reminded Qin Yan of the scene when Mo Yan bumped into Lu Entropy in Qingxi, and he suddenly felt bored, "I'm done."
"Hey..." Zhao Yunyi's response was only a beeping sound, and he also lost a large amount of funds.
However, with this reaction, he became more and more curious about this little angel who could make Qin Yan so sensitive.
The little fairy was Shi Cong. Ji Yu and Zhao Yunyi nicknamed Mo Yan when they discussed it in private.
Zhao Yunyi is of Chinese origin in Country Y. When young Qin Yan was surrounded by gangs in Country Y, he came to help and the two became good brothers;
Their family has a large gang force in country y, with a large number of people and complicated relationships;
It was not until later that the family feud became intense that Zhao Yunyi chose to leave the family and cooperate with Qin Yan. One person contributed money and the other contributed, and established a free mercenary group. At present, its influence has spread all over the world.
Qin Yan looked at the extinguished mobile phone screen and fell into deep thought.
The Lu family has been entrenched in the southwest for many years. It would be a lie to say that there is no one on top to protect it. Why did they suddenly send out the J team in such a big way? It feels like they are bound to win.
Southwest? Baosha
?It should just be a coincidence.
The weather was excellent the next day, with bright sunshine, suitable for outdoor physical education classes.
The students who had just experienced military training still had fresh memories of the feeling under the scorching sun. When they lined up, they were all as listless as eggplants beaten by frost.
Mo Yan, who is considered tall at 167cm, stood on the far right side of the second row for girls; Qin Yan, 187cm tall, stood on the far right side of the first row for boys.
The physical education teacher is a tall, thin, older man with some gray hair on his hair. He looks serious and merciless.
Mo Yan felt a little uneasy. She twisted the seam of her trousers with her fingers hanging by her side and looked towards the teacher. Although she was a top student, running was really her black hole. She didn't know if it was related to her flat feet;
All other events can be saved, except the running Angel God and the Jade Emperor.
Qin Yan stood behind and had a clear view of Mo Yan's little moves. He gently tugged on her sweet braid.
Mo Yan turned around subconsciously, saw it was him, and asked doubtfully, "What?"
"fine."
"Childish." Added an eye roll.
Suddenly the teacher in the front row said, "Quiet, today is the first physical education class. In order to understand everyone's physical fitness, we will conduct an 800-1000 meter test. Boys will come first."
Without any surprise, there was a cry from the crowd.
Except for two girls who were on leave during their menstruation period, everyone else quickly gathered around the track.
The boy's one-thousand-meter speed is very fast. Qin Yan is very physically fit and takes the lead. His white sportswear rises and falls as he runs. His slender arms and smooth muscle lines are fully exposed, and beads of sweat slowly leak out from his forehead.
, full of vitality, the onlookers’ girls followed him with their eyes, feasting their eyes on him.
From time to time, he exclaimed, "Young Master Qin is so handsome."
"As expected of the most noble young master in Hangzhou."
"It's just walking hormones."
...
Mo Yan stood behind the crowd, his face slightly pale, looking at everything indifferently without any reaction.
Qin Yan locked her position early and ran a lap and found that she didn't look at him at all. The second lap ran faster and faster, and it only took three minutes to finish the whole distance. The teacher was so happy that he asked him
This year I must participate in the running event of the school sports meeting.
As soon as he reached the finish line, several girls offered him mineral water. He wanted to reject it subconsciously, but when he saw Mo Yan's indifferent expression, he accepted it as if out of anger. He casually raised his lips and smiled and thanked her. Wang Qingqing was instantly embarrassed.
Blushed.
Twist it open, raise your head, open your mouth, and roll your Adam's apple, all in one go.
Some water stains flowed along the corners of the mouth, towards the Adam's apple, and finally submerged into the neckline.
It's all about naked temptation. I'm fascinated by the female classmates and the girls' hearts are stunned.
Someone brought water and someone brought towels, and then another female classmate ran over thoughtfully.
This time Qin Yan didn't answer, and his eyes fell on Mo Yan again. She looked uncomfortable.
But this move made Wang Qingqing very excited, which showed that Mr. Qin was very special to him, and he was already thousands of miles away.
Mo Yan ignored the excitement over there. She sat on the edge of the track and frowned. She put her hands on her lower abdomen. There was a slight pain there. Was it coming soon?
I was hesitating whether to use my head to ask for menstrual leave, but after looking up at the physical education teacher's aura, I gave up.
When the whistle blows, "All girls gather here!"
"800 meters, ready, start!"
After giving the order, the girls ran out like penguins looking for food, and Mo Yan was undoubtedly among the last few.
Today she is wearing blue sports pants and a white T-shirt, with two braids. She is completely different from her usual classical lady style, youthful and lively.
Qin Yan leaned against the trunk of the camphor tree next to the playground in boredom, with half-squinted peach blossom eyes, following Mo Yan's figure circling on the track.
He almost laughed out loud when he saw her running. The treasure girl couldn't run, but the next second, he flew over like an arrow.
After Mo Yan ran a lap, she felt that her whole body was cold, her eyes were black, her throat was so dry that it felt like it was cracking, and the pain in her lower abdomen became more and more severe. She tried hard to lift her feet, but found that she couldn't do it.
He staggered and fell to the ground.
Soon, Qin Yan arrived, picked her up, and asked in a panic, "Mo Yan, where did you fall?"
Leaning in the warm embrace, the pain in Mo Yan's body seemed to be magnified a hundred times, her stomach hurt, her palms hurt, and her knees hurt. She didn't answer, but couldn't help crying, as if she wanted to release all the pain and grievances.
A person's collapse sometimes only needs the last straw.
Since her rebirth, she wanted to treat her grandmother. She was afraid that Lu Entropy would find her. She wanted to fight back hard, but she was even more afraid that in the end, she would end up like her previous life.
The endless 800-meter run and the physical pain caused her to collapse in an instant, crying in despair and helplessness.
The teachers and classmates nearby also gathered around,
"what happened?"
"Are you hurt?"
In the end, it was Ji Yu who urged, "A Yan, hurry up and send Mo Yan to the infirmary."
Qin Yan then hugged the person and ran all the way. The moment he saw Mo Yan crying, he felt his heart hurt as if someone was grabbing him.
The Mo Yan he had seen before was indifferent, strong, beautiful, talented, and dazzling, but he did not break down and cry like this.
He tightened his arms and let her lean on his chest, resting his chin on the top of her head, and comforted her in panic, "Be good, don't cry. I'll take you to the infirmary right away. The pain will be gone soon."
"If I had known, I would have followed you."
"My fault, it's coming soon, it won't hurt anymore."
It wasn't until the school doctor finished treating the wound that Mo Yan's emotions were completely released.
The skin on her palms was only scratched a little, and her knees were bruised twice. As for her stomach pain, the female school doctor also helped her wear a baby warmer.
In the end, only the two of them were left in the observation room. Qin Yan helped her pour a glass of warm water. She raised her head slightly embarrassed and thanked her softly, her voice hoarse.
She didn't know what happened to her, but she suddenly burst into tears in his arms, and now she was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
Qin Yan sat on a chair nearby, frowning and asked with concern, "Does it still hurt?"
"No, it doesn't hurt anymore. I'm sorry that I lost my temper in front of you and soiled your clothes. I'll help you wash them."
Looking at the tears on Qin Yan's white T-shirt, she grabbed the disposable paper cup in her hand and spilled water.
...
Finally, Mo Yan decided to give up the struggle, lay back on the hospital bed, and pretended to sleep.
Qin Yan didn't care and responded softly, "Okay."
Watching the person who is sleeping slowly and soundly on the bed, my heartache gives rise to a trace of joy,
When she cries in her arms, does it mean that she trusts and relies on herself?