The strongest talent

Upon arriving at the Kyoto base, the soldiers of the special operations company either went to the Wolf Warrior Bar for leisure and entertainment, or were led by reception staff to a specially arranged reception hotel.

Zhou Yuan served as a major in the Kyoto garrison and returned to the unit to report. However, Yuan Qing did not go to the bar or the reception hotel. After saying goodbye to Qi Dongyang, Guigui and others, he took a special car arranged by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and went with Yang Qinglan. Return to Kyoto Academy.

The college was very quiet at this time. Most of the students in the intermediate class and above had signed up to join the army and had not returned from major battlefields. Only the children in the junior class were still in school. A special car from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs drove into the college and stopped at the entrance of the faculty dormitory building where Yuan Qing lived.

Uncle Li was still his usual leisurely self, lying in the shade under an evergreen tree in front of the building. As the bamboo chair swayed, his eyes were slightly squinted, his breathing rhythm was very strange, and he naturally exuded a strong and subtle tyranny. vitality.

Yuan Qing stepped out of the car, bowed to Uncle Li from afar, and then invited Yang Qinglan to visit his "dormitory".

"Pfft!" The moment she saw Yuan Qing's dormitory, Yang Qinglan pursed her lips and smiled softly. It's called a dormitory. The apartments that students live in are much better than his small warehouse. They don't even have air conditioning. They only have a pitiful wooden bed and an old wooden table full of cracks. It seems that the college is deliberately targeting Yuan. Qing, don't let him feel comfortable.

Yuan Qing scratched his hair and laughed.

This matter is a long story, and it is definitely not as simple as it seems on the surface. Old Man Luo arranged this dormitory building to house only a dozen young teaching assistants, some of whom have weird personalities, or are reticent and unsociable, each with their own reasons. As for Yuan Qing, it seems that it was because he was ignored by the King of Siberia, but in fact it was a way to protect Yuan Qing.

And more importantly, Dean Luo has a warm heart. Because Yuan Qing's appearance and personality are somewhat similar to the "King Yingwu" who died that year, he hopes to use Yuan Qing's shadow to awaken the fighting spirit of "King Shenwu" Li Zhengwu. In fact, Dean Luo did the right thing, and the battle uniform on Yuan Qing's body is the most obvious proof.

"Let's go see Qiqi, okay." Yang Qinglan sat on Yuan Qing's wooden bed, recalling the past scenes, her eyes full of tenderness: "I spent a long time in the early stages of breaking through to the fifth level in the academy, and I haven't seen her yet. When I visit Qiqi, I miss her a little bit."

Yuan Qing smiled and nodded. She actually missed that smart and sensible little girl a lot in her heart, and she felt something was wrong. Since Qiqi lost to Qi Xiaoyun, she has not taken the initiative to contact her. With her temperament, it is impossible to do it because of one incident. To suffer such a heavy blow from failure, and even less likely to be quiet for so long, something must have happened.

It is just after two o'clock in the afternoon, and the students in the junior class are still in class. To be precise, only a very small number of children in Class S are still in the academy. Most of them have been taken home by their parents due to the "Doomsday Catastrophe" . Being able to attend Kyoto Academy, those children have different backgrounds. "Hostages" like Qiqi enjoy the top protection of the military and are not affected by the disaster. They are still studying the academy courses step by step as usual.

"Qiqi class is over at six o'clock in the afternoon, let's go for a walk." Yuan Qing took Yang Qinglan out of the small dormitory and spread out on the college's tree-lined road. They talked while walking, chatting about the process of getting to know each other and what happened on the boat. The human trafficker, Fatty Yao, whom he met, talked about Xihuang and the mutated beasts, and everything they had experienced together.

Yang Qinglan's blue eyes were twinkling with light. She occasionally looked at Yuan Qing's side face and felt extremely peaceful. It seems that as long as he is by your side, you are not afraid even if the sky falls. However, he seems to have never considered "love". Walking side by side like this, in the eyes of others, doesn't it look like a couple in love? ?

"Qinglan, why are you blushing?" Yuan Qing was slightly surprised and asked, then raised his smart watch with a smile: "Speaking of Fatty Yao, when we parted ways, he asked us to keep in touch with him. As a result, we never called him, and he didn't take the initiative to contact us. We gave him a call to see what he was busy with now."

On the coast of the East China Sea, on a huge cargo ship with a capacity of 10,000 tons, Fatty Yao was wearing a large casual suit. He was sitting in the bar of the cargo ship, holding a cocktail he made by himself, watching the news report being played on the smart TV, his chubby face It's delicious.

Most of the news reports are about the major survival bases that are clearing out the remaining mutant beasts. There are also some fallen bases that are receiving donations and military allocations from all directions and have been involved in post-war reconstruction work, especially the Huaxia Luo Family. He has done his best to assist the military, using almost all large machinery to quickly repair the buildings destroyed by mutant beasts and creep monsters.

There was another piece of news that aroused great interest in Fatty Yao. It was about tickets for Lin Qiaoyin's concert. Except for special guests, there were only more than 4,000 tickets for sale, and the lowest price was more than 40,000. The price of alliance coins is astronomical, and the ticket prices for those front row seats closer to the stage are as high as 200,000 alliance coins.

"It's just crazy." Fatty Yao took a sip of the cocktail, held it in his mouth for a while, then slowly swallowed it into his stomach, secretly speechless.

Two hundred thousand alliance coins, a third-level combat team hunting mutant beasts in dangerous areas, only earns so much in a year, but they can only buy one concert ticket. If there is no channel, even if you have money, you can't buy it. It can only be said that Lin Qiaoyin's charm is too great, especially since she never shows her true face to others, which adds a sense of mystery. I don't know how many fans are guessing what Lin Qiaoyin looks like. ?

The news was still playing on the smart TV. Fatty Yao was watching it, and suddenly he didn't even frown - the smart watch rang on his wrist.

"Brother Yuan?!" Fatty Yao was full of surprise when he saw the caller number and immediately established a communication: "You are now a famous person and a great hero of our China. This news has spread throughout the country, and our Liquor Gang has also I received the news...Brother Yuan, how is Miss Qinglan, has she joined the army?"

On the quiet road next to the actual training ground in the northern half of Kyoto Academy, Yuan Qing smiled and briefly talked about his experience after the separation, and then asked with a smile: "Qinglan is with me now. Brother Yao, what are you busy with now?" Well, do you want to come to Kyoto to watch Lin Qiaoyin’s concert?”

"Hey, how can I be so leisurely?" Fatty Yao said with a sad face: "We are walking south now. It's all caused by the tide of mutant beasts. There is a shortage of supplies in King Aquamarine, and even a full load of air transport is not enough. Our cargo ships are at least half full. They are all shipping goods to Hainan, so it’s impossible to go to the concert.”

Yuan Qing expressed deep sympathy.

Fatty Yao's bar has a lot of Lin Qiaoyin's records, and even hired a resident female singer with a voice that resembles Lin Qiaoyin's. He himself is also a fan of Lin Qiaoyin. Such a good opportunity, but Fatty Yao was on the way to transport supplies. It was a pity.

The two chatted for a while, then cut off the communication. Yuan Qing and Yang Qinglan talked and laughed, walked through the tree-lined avenues, walked to the college dining building, and found a quiet place to sit down.

The catering building was open for business as usual, and there was no one at all at this time. The two sat opposite each other, ordered a few glasses of juice, watched the TV program playing in the restaurant, and silently waited for six o'clock in the afternoon - by that time, the junior classes of the college would be over. , you can go find Qiqi.

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There were only a dozen children in Kyoto Academy's junior S1 class, sitting scattered on small stools, listening attentively to the young female teacher on the podium.

Qiqi sat in the front row, wearing a small white dress. Her nimble little fingers clicked on the analog screen of the smart watch. The text information on it switched rapidly. They were all about the cultural courses of evolution, which was what the teacher was explaining. Content.

In the waiting area outside the classroom, there were two colonels, Zhuo Fengning and Han Changwu, who were responsible for protecting Qiqi. There is also an elegant young man about 24 or 25 years old. He is wearing ordinary casual clothes and a pair of silver metal-rimmed glasses. He has an approachable appearance and a very quiet expression. He is lowering his head to read the study materials displayed on the smart watch. The content is about mental health issues in children and adolescents.

Jingle Bell……

When the bell rang, the young female teacher announced the end of get out of class, smiled and waved goodbye to the young students, then walked out of the classroom, nodded to the two colonels, turned around and walked out of the teaching building, heading towards the college dining building.

The two colonels stood up, and the elegant young man walked to the door of the classroom and looked at Qiqi, who was saying goodbye to her classmates, with a kind smile on his face. He waved, his voice was very gentle, and it was a very special magnetic male voice: "Princess Qi, we are going back."

Qiqi obviously had great trust in this young man and was also very close to him. She let him hold his little hand and walked out of the junior Class S classroom together, preparing to board the military fighter plane that had already parked in the small square in front of the teaching building. However, the little girl's observation skills were very keen. The moment she was about to step onto the electric steps of the fighter plane, her eyes suddenly lit up.

Two extremely familiar figures stood in the pavilion on the edge of the small square, smiling and looking over here.

"Brother Yuan Qing, Sister Yang!" Qiqi freed her arm, took out her little hand from the elegant young man's palm, rushed to the front of the pavilion happily, and threw herself into Yuan Qing's arms; Hugging Yang Qinglan tightly, her two beautiful big eyes flickered, and she couldn't help but be happy: "Are you here to see me? It must be! I have wanted to find you for a long time..."

As she said that, she turned back, pointed at the elegant young man who was walking slowly, and pouted: "But Brother Liu won't let me, saying that you guys are fighting mutant beasts outside, so I'd better not do it." disturb."

Brother Liu?

Yuan Qing touched Qiqi's little head, looked at the two saint-level colonels standing at the door of the cabin from a distance, smiled friendly, and sensed the aura of the elegant young man - it was not very strong, only mid-level five. Or the pinnacle, an elementalist.

"Assistant Yuan, hello." The elegant young man "Liu Wangyang" came over with enthusiasm on his face, and took the initiative to extend his right hand: "I have heard Princess Qi mention the name of Assistant Yuan a long time ago, and I have heard a lot about Assistant Yuan recently. News, Wang Yang is deeply honored to meet Assistant Professor Yuan now.”

Yuan Qing shook hands with Liu Wangyang and asked, "Who are you?"

"Princess Qi is young and needs psychological counseling after fighting Miss Qi." Liu Wangyang said his name and said modestly: "I am a student of the 15th class of Kyoto College. I just graduated last year and happened to have learned some psychological knowledge. I have obtained the qualification certificate as a psychological counselor and now provide some auxiliary counseling for Princess Qi’s mental health.”