God of Death's First Love [MTL]

Ch 9

Training

Ye Qing had already guessed that her deskmate was not the type to be obedient in class.

No, after the first class, Jiang Qi went out for a trip, and he didn't see anyone else in the following classes.

She thought that the reason why Jiang Qi was not in class was not because the cultural classes were too easy, but because of the starry-eyed adolescent girls in the grade - their table was more popular than ever before, and some girls took advantage of the opportunity to hand over notebooks during class. Sometimes he would steal glances at her classmates, or take advantage of the opportunity to pick up things and look behind him secretly. There was even a girl from another class who had only seen him twice, and deliberately stood outside the corridor opposite the back door of the classroom during class.

During class, Wang Hong couldn't help but walked over and said with a bit of envy: "Ye Qing, you are really lucky. Jiang Qi actually took the initiative to sit at the table with you." "..." I seriously doubt that it was

your wife. The enthusiasm made me look more normal.

"You haven't talked to me lately." Wang Hong simply pulled up a chair and sat down across from her. After chatting for a while, the topic turned to her deskmate, "Have you ever talked to Jiang Qi? Who is he? He is so mysterious."

She also noticed that Ye Qing and Gu Yun had been getting closer recently, and she was a little surprised that they could actually play together with their temperaments.

Ye Qing saw the obsession in Wang Hong's eyes, and nodded honestly: "I once said a few words, asking me for news about a girl."

Gods who are pure and ascetic can best distinguish the lust in human eyes. This kind of look, and The other girls in the class looked at Jiang Qi the same way, so much so that she could tell Wang Hong's purpose at a glance.

"Girl?" Wang Hong looked around and came closer, "Can you tell me who it is?" "

This..." Ye Qing looked confused and hesitated for a moment, "Although he didn't ask me to keep it a secret, you Don't tell others."

Wang Hong became more convinced and quickly promised: "You don't know who I am? You will never tell me!"

"Chu Xinxin." She whispered into Wang Hong's ear.

In fact, it was all her fault. Jiang Qi never spoke to her. But in Wang Hong's heart, the original owner was an unguarded fool, and most of the boys had a good impression of Chu Xinxin. Once these words came out, "Jiang Qi transferred to another school because of Chu Xinxin" would probably be enough. It spread among the girls.

Wang Hong will definitely unite her little sisters to find trouble for Chu Xinxin, and she won't be stared at by these envious and jealous girls all day long, and just let them change their targets and go to pieces. She responded to whatever Wang Hong and Chu Xinxin did to the original owner in the past.

...

In the afternoon practical class, Jiang Qi, who had disappeared for most of the day, came back.

No matter how Ye Qing looked at him, she felt that this person did not arrive because of the roll call. Although he did not do anything extraordinary, she had the feeling that this person only acted based on his own mood.

After all, he was the only one who dared to blatantly brag about Forsythia for three classes in XX Middle School and no one dared to take care of her.

The venue for the practical class was in the high-tech building where they took the exam. It was made of unknown materials. When no virtual images appeared, it was so quiet that you could hear the echo of footsteps.

The students walked into the venue in twos and threes. Ye Qing followed Gu Yun and looked up curiously.

XX Middle School is indeed very wealthy, but such a building has not been carefully utilized at all levels. Walking here is like entering a church, with a dark and empty feeling.

As the squad leader, Gu Yun was responsible for roll call and grouping. She waved her hand and ran to the side to do her work. However, she and her classmates stopped in a dark area, waiting for a new round of unknown trials.

People will instinctively approach people they are familiar with in order to seek a sense of security.

Ye Qing quietly moved to the side, trying to keep a distance from these humans. Unexpectedly, there was a figure behind her that she didn't notice, and she bumped into it.

"You don't watch the road?" Jiang Qi held her elbow with one hand and kept her from getting closer.

He didn't think the girl did it on purpose, after all, these mortals couldn't sense his position. However, he is not in the habit of close contact with living creatures.

If it weren't for that crystal ball... forget it.

Unexpectedly, the girl also took a few steps back in line with his wishes without entangled.

However, some girls heard his voice and looked over here frequently. Unfortunately, darkness blocked their eyes, and no one knew the specific location.

There were many people who wanted to talk to him, but the one next to him was different, which inevitably made him pay more attention for a while.

"Aren't you afraid?"

Jiang Qi's words were very soft, which inexplicably reminded Ye Qing of the devil's whisper in her ear one day.

"Why do you ask that?" She took another small step to the side, inexplicably feeling that he had a special aura about him, causing everyone who was close to him to tighten their bodies unconsciously.

Could it be that, as she suspected, he was sent by the Academy of Sciences to arrest him?

Even in the darkness, Jiang Qi could still see her face clearly. After staring for a long time, he remembered that there was such a person: "Fear of the unknown is human instinct. In the dark, because humans cannot see the source of danger, they will be more sensitive and nervous than usual - —I see you are very relaxed."

Ye Qing, this was the first human name he had written down. She should have felt extremely honored, after all, so many people could not ask for this.

No one is qualified to have the favor of Death, but if he is in a good mood, he can reluctantly protect her.

Ye Qing:?

This person is so considerate, he can't really be an undercover, right?

"No, I didn't expect there would be any danger in the classroom." Ye Qing said that some people are just born with a rough mind.

There must be someone among the transfer students who came specifically to investigate what happened last time. Even if that person wasn't Jiang Qi, he might already be with her. It just so happened that she needed to take advantage of this practical class to consolidate everyone's impression of herself.

After all, her final grades were directly linked to her two-month happy vacation, so she tried to get as many points as possible in the exam without being conspicuous. As for these training sessions on weekdays, it didn't matter.

Just as he was talking, the venue had been prepared, and a beam of light shone on the room where they were for a long time. With the sound of mechanical operation, many specially made dummies rose from the ground.

"The joints of the dummy are movable, and as long as the power is plugged in, it can make several fixed attack postures." The teacher of the practical class stood at the front and took the lead in giving a demonstration, hitting the weak spot of the dummy with one blow. The scorer beeped, "What we are practicing in this class is simple boxing. As long as you hit the weak point of the dummy with enough force, you will get 1 point. If you get 10 points, you will complete the class." "It's not difficult.

" Gu Yun was immersed in the teacher's teaching and nodded to herself.

However, there was a sigh below.

"What do you mean it's not difficult... Oh my God."

"Look at what people say, do you think this is true?"

"Is this a top student?"

"I have a feeling I'm going to practice all afternoon again."

Practice in the practical class The time is not fixed. Although it is a whole afternoon, as long as you can complete the course, you can leave on your own. Therefore, many students in Class A solve the problem within half an hour, take off their training clothes and leave in style. Several students in Class D The same goes for Ba.

As for the bad students, they must be training diligently under the supervision of the practical class teacher. They will stay there all afternoon, and they may even have to wait in class.

As for the original owner, a student at the bottom of the food chain, the situation is even more difficult. The training class may be recorded by the teacher and used as a negative example for the entire school. After all, if you have a bad attitude towards studying, you will make a lot of jokes.

Ye Qing had already made up his mind to spend the whole afternoon here, and didn't care that he was singled out for close surveillance.

Acting is quite interesting.

In the eyes of the practical class teacher, she is a veteran: "Ye Qing! Don't even think about running away today and come to the stage to practice."

Because the original owner had a record of skipping classes before completing the task and running away randomly. In addition, if you are unable to practice something, it has long been equated with "unconsciousness". Although she dyed her hair back this time and no longer openly confronted the teacher, her image of helplessness in the teacher's mind had been solidified and could not be changed easily.

So she was "invited" to the stage and forced to practice in front of the whole class.

There was a large scorer hanging on the dummy's neck. Ye Qing squinted his eyes and could roughly analyze the circuit connected to the scorer.

The circuits connected to the scorers of each dummy on the field are different. That is to say, the weaknesses of each dummy are not fixed, and there is no way to peek at other people's playing styles. Copycats are not given a chance.

Is this the design of mortals? Quite interesting.

The clock on the training ground had just passed one moment, and the scorer on Gu Yun's dummy's neck had already jumped to 10 points. She wiped her sweat and gestured to cheer her up.

"You go first, I won't be able to handle it all in an afternoon." Ye Qing said.

Gu Yun nodded. She had also seen Ye Qing's performance in practical classes before. She could only say that Ye Qing's opportunism was okay, but considering his martial arts talent, he was still too reluctant to do so.

Ye Qing was actually a little surprised. The first person to go out was not the transfer student, but Gu Yun. She glanced at the crowd and found Jiang Qi.

She felt that he had some strength - divine intuition.

As expected, the man ignored his dummy at all, and went to the rest area with the juice with a contented look on his face. He noticed her gaze and gave her a special look as if he was feeling something.

The rest area is next to the practice room, separated only by a corridor. There are all kinds of drinks, drinks and snacks inside, but the price is ten times more expensive than outside. It is jokingly called the first choice VIP entertainment area when you don't want to go to class. Because everyone's physical strength is different, practical classes do not limit students' rest time, so many aristocratic children with endless pocket money will use their breaks as an excuse to hide next door and play with their mobile phones when they don't want to attend class.

But in her opinion, Jiang Qi might not really regard it as a recreation room to kill time.

Oh, mortal pastime.

...

After Gu Yun left, Ye Qing became more bold and free to express himself.

To be honest, this dummy was quite interesting, and she wanted to play with it for a while. So, as long as each punch just avoids the part where it connects to the scorer circuit, you can play for an entire afternoon, right?

It was the first time that the practical class teacher saw her training honestly, and he was somewhat suspicious as he walked around her with his hands behind his back.

Ye Qing immediately fell back, pretending to be hit on the elbow by the dummy, and rolled to the ground while shouting in pain. He climbed up unwillingly, rushed towards the dummy, and was carried away, and the cycle continued.

awful.

The students who were still practicing around would glance at the progress of others from time to time, but every time they saw her skillfully being picked up, they were filled with excitement and passion.

Look, Ye Qing, the most unmotivated student in the class, is so indomitable! They will all be moved by this spirit!

Although this is a virtual environment, the pain is real. Who can stand here who is not delicate? In the past, I only felt that Ye Qing's behavior was incompatible with a famous family, but now I feel that this clumsy persistence is not annoying.

Ye Qing felt that this class time flew by quickly.

One after another, most of the students in the class took their seats and left. The teacher specially locked the door of the training room with a code: "I have to get off work almost. Those who still haven't passed should practice harder. I opened the door of the training ground." It's locked. After you get ten points, you can swipe your card out."

"By the way," the teacher looked at her and thought of something else, "You can't try to use someone else's scorecard to get through. Each card is bound to a dummy. , and bind your name."

Ye Qing's mouth twitched.

Yes, the original owner is a habitual offender.

In the past, it was mainly because if you couldn't pass the test, you would find someone else to replace you, or you would directly use Wang Hong's card to swipe the door. After being discovered, the training ground added such a binding mechanism, and there was no longer the possibility of power training.

However, she was now very interested and didn't want to go out so soon, so she lowered her head pretending to be disappointed: "Teacher, what if it's time for evening self-study and I haven't gone out yet..." "Evening self-study is a time for you to review your homework

. The same goes for reviewing at the training ground. As for attendance - your campus card records that you are at the training ground and will not count you as skipping class." The teacher closed the door.

"Oh." Ye Qing said nothing, but was secretly happy in her heart.

With so many machines, there is no need for her to break them.

She deliberately lagged behind, and waited until the remaining students had gone out. She was alone in the training ground with the door closed, pretending to accidentally kick off the power supply of the surveillance camera, and then started to cause trouble in the palace.

What is a person's carnival! !

When the dummies were all missing arms and legs and lying in pieces on the ground, she wiped her sweat with satisfaction.

After finishing the workout, I just had time to go next door to take a shower, then go to the entertainment room to buy a cup of milk tea, and then walked out of the front door in a swaggering way.

Just as she was thinking about this, as soon as she opened the door to the training room, there was an inexplicable gust of draft, which made her sober. She saw

Jiang Qi, who was a head taller than her, standing at the door of the training room with a drink in one hand and raising his hand. Make a gesture of opening the door with your hand.

Ye Qing took a step back as if he had seen a ghost, slammed the door, turned his back to the mess behind him, and tried his best to adjust his facial expression.

Why hasn't he left yet?

She must have opened the door wrong!