Stealing the Hero’s Cool Script

"Since this classmate volunteered to demonstrate for everyone, of course I will not refuse." Yu Fusang said generously.

As soon as she finished speaking, Yin Beiqing raised her leg to attack her. Yu Ling's school uniform was paired with leggings.

Of course, if the leg is about to kick at your temple, you probably won't be in the mood to appreciate it.

Yu Fusang tilted her head, but her ears were still scratched a little. Her skin was very fair, and even a slight trace was obvious.

Her fingers hanging by her side moved, a chuckle came from her lips, and she turned around to return the punch to Yin Beiqing, which was obviously completely different from the punch she had just given to Yan Yu.

Both of them were competing with each other, and they didn't care about hiding their strength at all. Their speed was so fast that even squinting their eyes could not see clearly.

"Well-"

Yu Fusang clutched his ribs and pushed back half a step.

This time Yin Beiqing used Cun Jin, the distance was short, but the burst was very high. Although she was restrained by her a second ago, he was able to use the fulcrum of his lower body to punch such a punch at a distance of half a finger.

It is true that she underestimated this man.

"That's all."

She stretched her arms forward, nimbly bypassing Yin Beiqing's blocked arms, clasped her shoulders, and kicked her knee when the opponent was about to repeat the old trick.

With a "click", Yin Beiqing's left leg twisted into a weird shape, and her body also lost its original balance.

Some students frowned empathetically, "Hiss—I suddenly want to drop out of school."

"It's a pity to drop out of school. It's better to transfer to another department. The physical arts department is really not a place for people to stay."

Of course, this must be a joke. How could it be possible to just leave the place where you got admitted after sharpening your head.

On the other side, Yin Beiqing had already been lifted into the air by Yu Fusang, spun half a circle, and hit the ground heavily.

Before Yin Beiqing pounced on the ground, a light blue spiritual method flashed and bounced her back. The light of the spiritual method became more and more dazzling, enveloping her whole body, and rushed towards Yu Fu at high speed like a cannonball Sang's direction.

"boom!"

The spiritual method that Yu Fusang built in a short period of time collided with hers, but she was still forced to fly back a few meters before barely standing still.

"Okay." Yan Yu called to stop Yin Beiqing before she continued to recruit, "I just asked you to demonstrate, and didn't ask you to tear down the school."

"This freshman looks so powerful. Teacher Yu seldom uses spiritual techniques in front of others, and she forced them out."

"Nonsense, she was the one who first used the spirit method without authorization. It was originally a physical skill class. If you can't beat it, you can't beat it, and you even cheat."

"Yes, Teacher Yu let her go. If she really wanted to, how could she stand here safely?"

"I don't understand why this freshman has such a bad attitude towards Teacher Yu, his eyes are so fierce that they want to kill!"

"That's right, it was Teacher Yu who saved her from the evil spirit when she was in the examination room, so she doesn't know how to be grateful at all."

The gossip fell into Yin Beiqing's ears, causing her clenched right hand to tighten.

What is Yu Fusang saving her?

It turns out that when someone beats the evil spirit until he has no strength to fight back, he goes up to make up the knife. This behavior is called saving people?

Yin Beiqing was almost laughed out of anger, she was extremely irritable, and she was about to continue to move, but Yan Yu's hand immediately covered the back of her hand, and patted her comfortingly.

"Don't hit me." Just this one sentence is definitely not enough to persuade people, so she added another sentence, "You are hurt, I am very worried."

Of course, Yu Fusang did not miss this small detail between the two, and narrowed his eyes with a smile, "The relationship between the two looks very good, which is really enviable."

Yan Yu also replied with a faint smile, with no emotion in her tone, "It's okay."

The two returned to the team, and Yu Fusang endured the pain in his ribs and continued to attend class.

"It's really good, I can bear it." Ying Fan put Na and Yan Yu biting their ears again, "I think she just endured so much that her veins were about to pop out, but she is still lecturing in a soft voice, a master of expression management."

Yan Yu glanced at her sideways, "Believe it or not, she will call you up to give a demonstration later?"

"Believe it, I believe it too much."

"Then don't shut up."

Ying Fan immediately made a gesture to zip his mouth.

The second half of the class went much more peacefully. I have to say that if Yu Fusang took the class seriously, it would be of great help to the students.

If it wasn't for the gymnastics class being outdoors, it is estimated that the students below are taking a small notebook to record everything she said sentence by sentence.

When get out of class was over, it was almost time for dinner, and the students thanked Yu Fusang and ran out.

Langdiegu and the others were not interested in eating, so they walked at the end of the crowd very unsocially, like a lady walking in a group.

Yan Yu walked to Yin Beiqing's side, "Does your leg still hurt?"

Yin Beiqing's leg has been snapped back by herself, but judging by her expression, she doesn't seem to be very happy.

"She hurts more than me."

Yan Yu understood the meaning of her words in seconds: I won this fight.

"Oh, maybe."

The two had just walked out a few steps, when Yu Fusang's voice came from behind him, this man was elusive, his footsteps could not be heard by his ears.

"Yan Yu." She called Yan Yu's name and patted her on the shoulder, "Come with me."

"I?"

"Well, you." She lowered her head and smiled at Yan Yu, as if she just remembered something, then turned her head and said to Yin Beiqing, "You come too."

"Boss." Zhong Pu walked quickly with Xueji on his back, as if as soon as Yin Beiqing gave an order, they would immediately start fighting on the spot.

Yan Yu's persuasive hand was about to move, but who knew Yin Beiqing said very calmly, "You guys go back first."

…

Yu Fusang led them all the way into the training venue, because there was no one there when get out of class was over.

In anyone's opinion, this is a good place to fight.

Yin Beiqing turned his arms, moved his fingers a little, and looked in his eyes to be wary of Yu Fusang's turning around at any time.

But she took two steps forward slowly, raised her hand and patted, "Papapa."

There was the sound of footsteps coming towards them, the crisp trampling sound seemed to be the hard soles of bronze-studded shoes.

The spirit hunting team's special boots use this manufacturing method. The shoes are hard and wear-resistant yet light, and are very suitable for strenuous exercise.

"Ling Qi." Yan Yu recognized him at a glance.

Even though the light in the training ground was dim, it couldn't stop her red hair from shining brightly.

"Actually, she is looking for you." Yu Fusang put one hand on Ling Qi's shoulder, and looked down at her side face, "Xiao Qi's request is really hard to refuse."

"Thank you for calling them here for me."

Yan Yu silently observed Ling Qi's expression, it seemed that since Yu Fusang approached, her body movements and expression became a bit stiff.

When she talks to Yu Fusang, she will definitely look into each other's eyes, it is a look of complete trust, as if Yu Fusang asks her to jump off the cliff the next second, and she will die willingly.

This makes it difficult to combine her with the "beast" who fought against the evil spirits in the alley with his bare hands that night.

[First release in Jinjiang Literature City]

Yu Fusang pulled the corners of her lips with a smile on her face, "Remember to repay the teacher well."

"Senior, do you have anything to do with us?" Yan Yu took a step forward.

"It's like this, you two performed very well in the entrance examination, so I want to invite you to join the spirit hunting team of Yuling." She turned her head back, her expression had returned to her businesslike look, and she reached out her hand to Yan Yu. Two file bags, "Here is the basic information of the Hunting Team. You can take it back and read it before considering whether you want to join the Hunting Team and play for the country."

Serve the country.

Yin Beiqing savored these four words carefully, and couldn't help showing a mocking expression.

"If my purpose is not to serve the country with some bullshit, but to replace the person who is sitting on the throne now, would you still invite me into the team?"

"You want to run for the empress candidate?" Ling Qi looked up at her, as if silently weighing the pros and cons in her heart.

In fact, in terms of strength alone, no one is more suitable than Yin Beiqing to join the Spirit Hunting Team. She hesitated at first because of the character of the other party.

Too freewheeling, full of domineering self-importance, after joining the team, it must be difficult to discipline.

But apart from this, there is actually another point that Ling Qi cares about.

That is, she herself will also participate in the candidate competition. If she really loses to Yin Beiqing at that time, if she wants to compete again, she will have to wait for the next ten years.

"Okay." Ling Qi threw an object at her from the air, "See if you have the ability."

The list of the spirit hunting team is trustworthy by the dean, and as a member of the spirit hunting team, of course, there is an equal opportunity to compete for the position of the candidate. She is the captain, and she should abide by this rule.

Yin Beiqing looked down at what he was catching in his palm. It was a phoenix-patterned earring with a transparent eye stone inlaid in the eye.

"What about you, are you running for election?" Ling Qi said while throwing a token at Yan Yu, as if she had already decided that she would join.

Yan Yu clasped his hands together and took the things away, "No, I'm not interested in the position of the empress."

To be honest, she is not from this world after all, and she doesn't have such deep feelings for Jin Guo. She wants to help Yin Beiqing fulfill her wish, and to be honest, she also wants to fill her own regrets.

She wants to add an ending to the unfinished original book in her own way, but she is only the writer, not the protagonist.

"When will you report for duty?" Yan Yu raised his hand and put on the earbuds.

"Tomorrow at five o'clock in the morning, the playground of the main courtyard."

"Okay." Yan Yu replied, and glanced at Yu Fusang behind Ling Qi, "Then we can go now."

"Please."

The two turned around and walked out. Before their hands touched the doorknob, a gust of wind that was so small that it was hard to detect blew past Yan Yu's head.

Yin Beiqing quickly reached out and grabbed the attacker's wrist, and folded it down without mercy. The dagger in the opponent's hand turned around, leaving scars on her own face.

Yan Yu didn't react until she smelled blood. She had just walked through the ghost gate, she turned to look at Ling Qi, and found that the other party was also looking at her.

"Your friend is indeed very powerful." Ling Qi's tone was flat, as if she just patted him on the shoulder casually just now, "I hope she can always protect you like this."

It's hard not to hear the meaning of threat, but Yan Yu doesn't understand where Ling Qi's strange hostility towards her comes from.

"You're courting death." There was no one else here, and Yin Beiqing could release Ji Wu and Gui Po without any scruples.

The giant python rose from the ground, roared in Ling Qi's direction impolitely, blowing her hair up.

"Don't." Yan Yu quickly grabbed Yin Beiqing's sleeve, "At least not now."

She remembered that Ling Qi was just a stepping stone supporting role in the original book to set off the hero's strength. She didn't have a good personality, but she didn't do anything bad.

The most important thing is that the original book did not describe the relationship between Ling Qi and Yu Fusang in detail. Yan Yu always thought that the relationship between the two was just an ordinary teacher-student relationship, but looking at it today, it seems that it is not that simple.

The plot line has been tampered with too much, and the amount of information in the original book alone is not enough for Yan Yu to make a relatively complete judgment. She needs to clarify the matter before making a decision.

She dragged Yin Beiqing out of the door repeatedly, and Yu Fusang waited until they left before coming over to rub Ling Qi's hair.

"Teacher." In front of her, Ling Qi's aura instantly weakened, carefully observing the expression on her face, "Sorry."

"It's okay, you're doing well." Yu Fusang looked encouraging, and bent her index finger to wipe off the blood from the wound on her face, looking at her with gentle eyes that were dripping water, "Does it hurt?"

There was a tinge of red on the base of Ling Qi's ears, she blinked her eyes lightly, and subconsciously wanted to look away, but she seemed reluctant, so she could only look at Yu Fusang stupidly for a few seconds before stammering back.

"No, it doesn't hurt."

"En." Yu Fusang replied softly, sliding her finger against her cheek, "I know, you will never let me down."

Ling Qi's back straightened instantly, and she swallowed with difficulty in her dry throat.

"Bring her to me, will you?"

The voice next to her ear seemed to turn into countless filaments, tightly trapping her beating heart. This sudden feeling of suffocation made her extremely happy.

"it is good…"

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