Rebirth of the National Male God

Since the number has been deleted, it is meaningless to ask the ID name again. Qi Shang nodded and remembered one thing, "I heard that you have been targeted by Qin Ye recently and have been trained very badly?"

"It's rare that he looks down on me." Si Huang said with a smile.

Qi Shang looked surprised, and then said: "It's good for you to think so, but... don't really make Qin Ye angry. If you offend Qin Ye in the capital, you are really finished."

Si Huang held his chin and thought: She seems to have made Qin Fan angry a lot of times.

Due to today's episode, Su Yue had no energy to train for half a day. After returning, she didn't even play games, for fear that Qi Shang would find out and miss her.

It was another three days of military training, and everyone had gradually become familiar with the rhythm of the military training. During lunch today, Si Huang was called by Feng Manzhu.

In the last office, Feng Manzhu put a few documents in front of Si Huang, leaned sideways against her desk and looked at her with sympathy in her eyes, "I heard that you have been trained to death by Master Qin recently, and you fight one-on-one. , is it okay?"

"It's intact." Si Huang looked down at the document in his hand.

Feng Manzhu unknowingly leaned over and took a few sips on her neck, "I always feel that you are more feminine than the last time I saw you."

Si Huang turned the page for a while, then raised his head and stared at Feng Manzhu, "What else did the teacher smell?"

Feng Manzhu was silent for a long time, and a deep meaning flashed in her eyes, "The taste of Master Qin." When she said this, she stared at Si Huang's reaction. Seeing her smiling indifferently, Feng Manzhu's eyes slowly widened. Da, "It's not really what I think, is it? You went to provoke that lunatic, you just don't know how to write death... Ah bah!" Putting away the words in time, Feng Manzhu approached Si Huang and asked seriously : "So Master Qin knows that you are a woman?"

"I don't know." Si Huang replied calmly, then picked up the pen on the desk, "I've finished reading the document, there's nothing wrong with it."

This document is an agreement for the teachers of Jinghua University to accept students who are personally passed on.

Where does Feng Manzhu care about the documents now, she gets angry, "What do you mean by not knowing? Make it clear."

Sihuang felt that such a teacher was like a hot little wild cat. From the perspective of women, it was still very attractive and cute. He started to tease carefully, "It means that Qin Fan thought I was a man."

Feng Manzhu's open mouth could put down an egg, and she looked at Si Huang like a monster, and stammered, "So...you broke Master Qin!?"

"..." Si Huang was slightly startled, she hadn't really thought about this issue before.

Feng Manzhu's silence fell into Feng Manzhu's eyes as if she was acquiescing, the waves on her chest were turbulent and violent, "What kind of courage are you, you are not like you after eating the courage of an ambitious leopard, it's just..."

Sihuang returned to his senses, looked at her and asked, "Are you afraid? Do you want to confess me?"

Feng Manzhu looked at her cautiously, then burst into laughter the next second, "Hahaha!" She laughed very happily, and grabbed Si Huang's hand excitedly, "Of course not, you are a direct student of you and me, I Who else can I help if I don’t help you? I will never tell you about it, and the teacher will try my best to help you hide it!”

"Why?" Sihuang found that what Feng Manzhu said was not a lie, and the determination in her eyes was very real.

"Because... it's useless to say it now. Anyway, the teacher will definitely not harm you. I just ask you one thing."

"What's up?"

Feng Manzhu clenched her hand, "You must capture Lord Qin and make him fascinated by you!"

Si Huang said, "It just so happens that I think so too."

The two hit it off instantly. Si Huang signed the agreement between the teacher and the student. Before leaving, he said to Feng Manzhu, "But the person I like can't be bullied by others. It's better for the teacher not to have bad thoughts."

Feng Manzhu was stunned for a while, but when she regained her senses, she could no longer see her figure. Then she let out a happy "puchi", covered her heart, and scolded with a smile, "If the teacher hadn't had a sweetheart, he might have become Master Qin's rival in love."

Si Huang, who just walked out of Feng Manzhu's office and walked out of the office building, saw a dark blue heavy locomotive running towards him.

The muffled sound of the accelerator, which is comparable to a sports car, attracts attention. The young man on the heavy locomotive is wearing a black long-sleeved inner shirt, a dark green jacket, skinny jeans and a pair of leather boots, full of youthful vigor and coolness. Very handsome. Because of the helmet on his head, it is difficult to see what he looks like.

Si Huang stopped, keenly aware that the pair of eyes behind the helmet were locking on him excitedly.

Seeing that the locomotive was galloping on the campus or not slowing down, just as it was about to hit Si Huang, it came to a beautiful drift stop, leaving a wheel mark on the ground.

The slender young man on the locomotive raised his head and landed on one foot.

Si Huang squinted his eyes, and felt that this posture was a bit familiar. The picture in his mind turned, and the appearance of Qin Fan riding a motorcycle appeared, which was at least 70-80% similar to the person in front of him.

"Hey~ Beauty!" A frivolous voice sounded, and the motorcycle man took off his helmet, shook off his unruly black hair, and squinted at Si Huang with a charming smile.

He has an extremely handsome face, the kind that makes people feel handsome and blind at first glance. The cold facial line is like the outline drawn with a small carved knife. It is not as deep as Qin Fan, and it is also Not as cold as Dou Wenqing, just right to be eye-catching, no matter what he does, his expression is full of wanton.

Sihuang didn't look at his face carefully that night, but when he saw it, he thought of Li Jiming's Haidongqing. This young man was like an eagle flying high, as if nothing could restrain his wings. .

Looking at him like this, the sunshine makes people feel good, and Si Huang also finds it pleasing to the eyes, and plans to let him go this time.

As a result, some people just don't know how to restrain themselves. They reach out to stop Si Huang's footsteps, put one hand on Si Huang's shoulders, hook her neck, put their heads together and smile at her ear, "Why are you in a hurry? Come with me. Have a meal."

Sihuang quickly clasped his hand on his shoulder.

boom!

Duan Qizhou was thrown to the ground, growled in pain, raised his head and stared at Si Huang again, his expression was both angry and excited.

"Hey! Please eat, what are you doing!"

Sihuang flicked the dust that didn't exist on his shoulder, "I'm not familiar with you."