Jiang Zhihuo did not escape the boys' questioning. Even after he pretended to be in pain and passed out and was escorted home, the boys could still tag him crazily in the class group.
-Brother Fire
-Brother Huo, what's going on? Tell me!
-Oh my god, what happened in the group
-Didn't we see the news today and rush to the hospital to see Brother Huo? Then we heard Yun Xiaoxu calling him brother!
-[Web link] Today some netizens analyzed the whole thing, what do you think
- Swap a child with a straw? Is this something a human would do
-So, Yun Xiaoxu calls Huo Ge...
-No way? Aren’t Brother Huo and Senior Mu He brothers
Only partial details of the case were released that year, and there were many speculations on the Internet. However, due to official protection, netizens only knew that Yun Xiaoxu had an older brother, who might be the child who was stolen and replaced. However, there was no way to determine who the "brother" was and whether he was specifically replaced.
Therefore, the boys could only guess and ask Jiang Zhihuo for the answer.
Jiang Zhihuo usually thinks quickly, but this time he didn't know how to reply. He held his phone for a long time, and the messages kept buzzing. He couldn't type a single word. Finally, Yan Mu took the phone from him and replied using Jiang Zhihuo's account.
Jiang Zhihuo: No, we just know each other. We just rushed to rescue the hostages and became sworn brothers in the hospital.
-Then why did you go to rescue the hostages, Brother Huo? How did you know Yun Xiaoxu was there? ! I heard it was pretty dangerous this time? !
Jiang Zhihuo: I just happened to pass by.
Jiang Zhihuo: The agreement has been signed. Other details cannot be disclosed and we have to wait for the official announcement.
Jiang Zhihuo: Don’t ask.
"..." Jiang Zhihuo watched Yan Mu imitate his tone and talk nonsense, and the boys believed it instantly.
-Oh oh oh, so that's how it is.
-I told you, even if you really change the child, it is impossible for him to appear around you.
-Brother Huo and senior Mu He are brothers, no wonder.
-But when I saw the picture in the report, Guan Xiangxiang thought it was very handsome! Brother Huo rescued Yun Xiaoxu one second before the explosion! Awesome! !
Yan Mu continued typing: Let’s end the topic here, I hope everyone doesn’t tell anyone!
At the end, he added: As for me, I just want to work hard for the college entrance examination.
Jiang Zhihuo: “…”
To be honest, Brother Yan imitates him really well.
Jiang Zhihuo patted Yan Mu's expressionless face and pinched his cheek hard: "Study God, you are not honest."
Yan Mu turned off the screen, as if nothing had happened, and took Jiang Zhihuo's hand, tilting his head and kissing his palm: "I will help you digest these sadness, I don't want others to know."
As he spoke, his breath touched his palm, bringing a hint of warmth and a tickling feeling.
Jiang Zhihuo couldn't help it, and raised his hand to press on Yan Mu's head.
Yan Mu would occasionally reveal a very childish side. When the corners of his eyes drooped slightly, his facial features would become soft and unspeakably gentle.
"Change the medicine." Yan Mu reminded Jiang Zhihuo when he saw him staring at him with a silly smile.
"Oh." Jiang Zhihuo lay down on his side. Yan Mu put a pillow under him. Jiang Zhihuo moved, adjusted himself to a comfortable position, and lifted the hem of his clothes.
His injuries were not serious, but the bruised areas, such as his waist, back and arms, were all red and swollen.
The redness and swelling were not obvious in the morning, but now they are visible and are especially noticeable on the waist.
Yan Mu frowned, took the potion from the bedside table and poured it into his hands.
Jiang Zhihuo enjoyed Brother Yan's massage service and concentrated on playing with his mobile phone on the bed. His injured part was covered by the warm palm, and then he felt a moderate force pressing on the injured part, kneading it gently.
Yan Mu: "Is it just right?"
Jiang Zhihuo: "Comfortable."
Yan Mu said, "Well, that's good."
Brother Yan’s technique is really good. Jiang Zhihuo put down his phone, closed his eyes, and let Yan Mu turn over and over to massage his injured area.
"Brother Yan is awesome." Jiang Zhihuo praised sincerely.
"Really?" Yan Mu asked back.
Jiang Zhihuo originally wanted to respond with a "yes", but suddenly he had a bad premonition in his heart. He suddenly opened his eyes, and saw Yan Mu put the used potion aside, leaned over, pinched the back of Jiang Zhihuo's neck, and rubbed his thumb dangerously near the gland.
Jiang Zhihuo: “!”
There was medicine on my fingers, and when they touched the gland, I felt a spicy and hot sensation.
Yan Mu: "Xiao Zhou, do we have something to talk about?"
Jiang Zhihuo: “…”
He is worthy of being called the flexible and adaptable Yan Xue Shen, who can control his temper at will and get angry at will.
Jiang Zhihuo shrank his neck, tilted his head and clamped Yan Mu's hand, then carefully lifted it in front of him with two fingers, kissed the back of his hand that had not touched the potion, and before Yan Mu could say anything, he actively admitted his mistake: "Brother Yan, I was wrong, I was really wrong! I won't dare to do it next time!!"
Yan Mu didn't react at all and continued to look at him with serious eyes.
Jiang Zhihuo accepted his fate. Last time he was stabbed with a needle in the club, they had nothing to do with each other at that time and Yan Mu had no right to say anything to him. But this time he exploded and jumped off the building in front of him. The fact that Yan Mu didn't lose her temper at the scene showed that she loved him deeply.
Jiang Zhihuo sat up straight, trying to justify his impulse: "Brother Yan, think about it, why should I tell Sister Miaomiao through you? I just want you to see my plan because I don't want you to worry. You know what I can do, and I arranged the fire mat in time, so I will definitely be fine, Brother Yan, don't you think so?"
Yan Mu snorted coldly: "No."
Jiang Zhihuo: “…”
They all sneered. It was really impossible to coax them this time.
Jiang Zhihuo opened his mouth and wanted to say a few more words for himself, but when he saw Yan Mu's unmoved expression, it was useless to say more.
So Jiang Zhihuo changed his mind and simply hugged Yan Mu.
His arms suddenly raised up, and with no support behind him, Jiang Zhihuo pulled Yan Mu down, and they fell on the bed together.
Jiang Zhihuo knew her boyfriend best. She bit and touched Yan Mu with her lips and deliberately made a little sound in her throat. It didn't take long to arouse Yan Mu's emotions. Seeing that Yan Mu's earlobe turned slightly red, she bit his earlobe lightly and sucked it.
Then, he deliberately lowered his voice in her ear: "Come?"
Yan Mu held him down: "Wait a minute, now you need to tell me what you want to do, Xiao Zhou."
Jiang Zhihuo: “…”
“Go, go, go!” Jiang Zhihuo pushed Yan Mu’s hand away, stepped back several steps, and changed his expression in an instant, “Have some humanity! You’re still asking me what to do! Brother Yan, can’t you think of a solution and let me think of one?!”
Yan Mu's expression did not change, he just stared at him.
Then, Yan Mu sighed helplessly.
"It's too dangerous," he said. "What if I didn't see it? What if I was too late? You're too impulsive, Xiaozhou."
These two sentences made Jiang Zhihuo, who had been trying to get away with it with his righteous words, soften. Jiang Zhihuo moved closer and hugged Yan Mu: "I know, I'm sorry, Brother Yan, please let me go this time."
Yan Mu bit his shoulder and said, "If I let you get away with it this time, what will you do next time?"
"No!" Jiang Zhihuo raised four fingers, "There won't be a next time, I swear!"
"Okay." Yan Mu responded, took a step back, and looked at Jiang Zhihuo leisurely, "Now tell me, what are you going to do?"
Jiang Zhihuo: “…”
Still want to say it?!
Dog! Bi! Yan! Mu!
"… "
Thanks to the timely official handling and the cooperation of the program team in allowing Yun Xiaoxu to appear on the screen in time, the kidnapping incident was quickly settled. The fan meeting that was temporarily interrupted may have to be held in a different manner, and the specific plan is still being discussed by the program team.
Yun Xiaoxu returned to the program the next day and participated in the dungeon live broadcast that night. Netizens saw the marks on his hands and felt very distressed. He gave a lot of gifts. Yun Xiaoxu saw the screen full of glittering gift effects and his eyes widened. He quickly said, "I'm really fine. Don't give gifts! Wouldn't it be nice to save the money for a midnight snack?! Hey, don't give gifts! If you give more, I'll have to put on my coat. It's too hot. I'll get heatstroke!"
When the Xuri fans saw that Yun Xiaoxu was frightened but still cared about his fans and was focused on the game, they were deeply touched. The big fans spent money one after another, determined that their strong brother would debut in a high position.
That night, Yun Xiaoxu's data soared again.
After the live broadcast, the production team will start recording the third ranking announcement, and then the contestants will prepare for the final night in two weeks.
Before handing in his phone, Yun Xiaoxu sent a message to Jiang Zhihuo.
Yun Xiaoxu: You must come out! If you run away, I will go to your school!
Jiang Zhihuo: …
Jiang Zhihuo: How did you get my WeChat
Yun Xiaoxu: I was asking about that beautiful police officer. She is so pretty, kind, and cool.
Yun Xiaoxu: So, does she have a boyfriend
Jiang Zhihuo: [Screenshot]
Jiang Zhihuo: I will destroy your house.
Yun Xiaoxu pretended not to see it: "Oh, no, I'm done. I've handed in my phone. I must watch the game! Vote for me! Vote for me!"
Jiang Zhihuo: I know, I know!
Yun Xiaoxu didn't reply after that. Jiang Zhihuo exited the chat interface and his eyes stayed on the other two newly added avatars.
After Yun Xiaoxu added Jiang Zhihuo, he shared the business cards of Yun's father and Yun's mother with him and asked him to add him back: You have to add me, you have to add me. If you want to hide from me one day and delete me, I can still let my parents find you. Anyway, you can't delete my parents!
Jiang Zhihuo laughed.
After that day, he had not met the two professors again. More than ten years was really too long, and instead of meeting immediately, it would be better to give each other some time to react.
In the next two weeks, Yun Xiaoxu began to record the third ranking release and prepare for the finals, while Jiang Zhihuo returned to his life as a senior. As the college entrance examination was getting closer, the top students were working on questions day and night, as if they were risking their lives. Some people were still checking in in the group at 2 a.m.
Ding Jianhui woke up the next day and saw the early morning check-in message. He also saw that the classmate was still checking in and reciting the text at six in the morning. He was very surprised and immediately stopped this unhealthy learning method in class.
"I know you guys are working really hard, but you need to take a good rest!"
Ding Jianhui also gave an example to illustrate the importance of rest: "A researcher at Qhua University once talked about the secret of his success at the freshman orientation ceremony..." Ding Jianhui paused, and the top students were looking forward to his next words. Unexpectedly, Ding Jianhui changed his tone and said, "It's not emotional intelligence, it's not opportunity, it's because he has lived longer than his peers!"
Everyone: “????”
Ding Jianhui said earnestly: "So, students, take care of your health and take a rest, because your health is the capital of revolution!"
Other schools are pushing students to study hard, canceling physical education and art classes whenever possible, but No. 1 Middle School has a unique style of painting. There are fixed physical education classes every week, and the principal has set a strict rule that other teachers are not allowed to take over. When he learned that a student only slept less than four hours a day, he put up a banner the next day: "Tomorrow you will definitely thank yourself for sleeping for seven hours today."
That evening, Wenda saw the banner hung by No. 1 Middle School and immediately came to find Yan Mu. He was doing his homework and made a sound of extreme envy.
Wenda: Look! Is this the world of academic masters
Wenda: Our teacher told us that high school students should sleep less. We don’t need to sleep long when we are alive, but we will sleep for a long time after we die. Four or five hours a day is a lot.
Wenda: What about you! What about you! How can you take the college entrance examination like this! !
Even those young masters who don't like studying have to study hard all night long when facing the college entrance examination.
Yan Mu couldn't reply, he was helping Jiang Zhihuo apply medicine, Jiang Zhihuo took the phone and analyzed the reason with Wenda: When it comes to studying, it's not the length of time that counts, it's the efficiency. The reason why a top student is a top student is that he can learn in two hours what an average person would take four hours to learn, so isn't it reasonable to use the extra two hours to sleep
Jiang Zhihuo: Also, think about it, the top students have scored better than you, and have studied for the same amount of time as you, or even longer than you, so their grades can only be better than yours. It’s so involutionary, they’re so involutionary that even your mother won’t recognize you!
Wenda: ... I'm going to study. Bye.
After replying to Wenda, Jiang Zhihuo returned the phone to Yan Mu. Not long after he lay down again, another text message sound rang out. Yan Mu lowered his eyes and glanced at it, saying, "I passed."
"What happened?" Jiang Zhihuo asked.
He is typing for Li Muhe at this moment.
Brother Li had been in seclusion for some time. When he came out, he saw that Jiang Zhihuo was in trouble again. Li Muhe, who rarely loses his temper, got angry and sent a voice message. His tone was so serious that Jiang Zhihuo almost fainted.
Seeing that Jiang Zhihuo didn't respond, Yan Mu repeated, "I passed."
Jiang Zhihuo: "No, it's quite light and comfortable."
Yan Mu saw the avatar on the screen, took a deep breath, and snatched the phone from Jiang Zhihuo's hand: "I passed the admission line for B University."