The teacher's first teaching forged my body in an extremely cold, brutal, and bloody way, which fully stimulated and enhanced my tolerance to pain, and thus began to cultivate my strong physique in the future. —The Memoirs of Tang Xiao, the Metal Fox, General of the Chinese League Army.
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Lan Jue got on his bicycle and was about to return to the simulation area before, when he turned a corner, he bumped into a person head-on.
"Teacher Lan! You are so handsome." Jin Tao said excitedly, shaking his pink hair. He had come to find his sister, but when he heard screams, he happened to see the scene on the lawn behind the teaching building.
"Huh?" Lan Jue squeezed the brake, stopped, and looked at Jin Tao.
Jin Tao didn't see the strangeness in Lan Jue's eyes at all, and said excitedly: "I saw it just now, you beat up Fatty Tang. That guy, Fatty Tang, is not a good guy, he has bullied us many times. When I first entered the academy, I was robbed of a lollipop by this guy. It's really satisfying!"
Lan Jue said seriously: "Who beat him? What do you know? I was teaching Tang Xiao to practice just now."
Jin Tao was stunned, "Cultivation?"
"En." Lan Jue nodded seriously, and said: "Student Tang Xiao has a special genetic talent. If he is stimulated in a certain way, it is possible to evolve a second time. Although the process will be painful, if he succeeds, he will will become much stronger than it is now.”
Little stars seemed to appear in Jin Tao's eyes, "Really? Then can my genetic talent evolve? My genetic talent is only level one. Originally, I wanted to learn from you the way you beat Fatty Tang just now. If I can inspire The genetic talent is great. You don’t know, I might have broken into the intermediate level in the simulation area today. Who knows that I ran into a rookie bastard, and gave me a second. If my genetic talent is stronger, The control of the mecha will definitely become more powerful. Please help me too."
Lan Jue said indifferently: "What is your genetic talent?"
The corner of Jin Tao's mouth twitched, and he said, "Beast-shaped ability, dog-like ability. However, it's quite weak. Look, is there room for improvement in my genetic talent?"
Lan Jue said coldly: "Yes!"
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The teacher's first teaching forged my body in an extremely cold, brutal, and bloody way, which fully stimulated and enhanced my tolerance to pain, and thus began to cultivate my strong physique in the future. And told me that even if I was a Snoopy, he could turn me into a Tibetan mastiff. —Memoirs of Jin Tao, a general of the Chinese League Army, and a savage lion mastiff.
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"Where are you?" Zhou Qianlin sent away Tang Mi who looked a bit weird, stood at the door of classroom No. 3 in the simulation area, and dialed someone's interstellar communication number.
"Look to the left. Fifty meters away, there is a handsome boy in a suit." Lan Jue's playful voice sounded.
Zhou Qianlin turned her head and saw Lan Jue lazily leaning against the wall, waving at her.
A smile flashed in his eyes, but his face was still serious, "The handsome boy didn't see it, but the uncle has one. Let's go, keep this distance from me, and meet up after 300 meters from the school."
"Okay." Surprisingly, Lan never refuted.
At this time, he was actually more shocked in his heart. Zhou Qianlin was wearing a mecha combat uniform, which completely outlined her slender and perfect figure.
He doesn't have Tang Mi's exaggerated long legs, but the ratio of leg length to height is absolutely infinitely close to the golden section. His black hair is rolled up, revealing his fair neck, his chest is full and round, and his slender waist goes all the way down without a trace. Fat, blue eyes like transparent crystals, everything is so perfect.
It wasn't just him who was watching, almost everyone who passed by in front of the classroom, no matter male or female, their eyes fell on her naturally as if attracted by a magnet.
Hera was so beautiful when she was wearing combat uniform.
Lan Jue walked out in a daze, and what echoed in his mind was the memory of Hera sitting in his arms and driving Thor across the world.
After leaving the academy, Lan Jue stopped at the corner 300 meters away and stood there holding his bicycle.
Zhou Qianlin already had a long coat on her body, covering her beautiful delicate body. The hood of the coat was put on her head, and she lowered her head slightly, naturally hiding her delicate face in the shadows.
"Doesn't your family have a car to pick you up?" Lan Jue asked with some doubts.
Zhou Qianlin raised her head and glanced at him, "This has nothing to do with you, you just need to be your bodyguard."
Lan Jue said helplessly: "Now take you home?"
Zhou Qianlin shook her head, "Take me to Enji Hospital."
Lan Jue was not familiar with the name, so he asked suspiciously, "Are you feeling unwell?" Suddenly, his whole body shook, and he looked at Zhou Qianlin in horror, "You, you don't have it, do you?"
Zhou Qianlin was taken aback for a moment, and then her pretty face turned red instantly, "You think beautifully! Don't talk nonsense, go quickly." While speaking, she pushed his body and turned to the bicycle.
Lan Jue's perception was extremely keen, he could clearly hear Zhou Qianlin's heartbeat at least doubled compared to before.
However, judging by her appearance, that shouldn't be the case, and he was secretly relieved.
Stepping on his bicycle, Lan Jue turned to look at Zhou Qianlin, "How do I get there? Don't you have a car?"
Zhou Qianlin lowered her head to prevent Lan Jue from seeing her face, "Don't you have it?" As she spoke, she pointed to the rear rack of the bicycle.
Lan Jue said in surprise, "Are you a rich young lady willing to sit on the back seat of a bicycle?"
Zhou Qianlin raised her head, looked at him seriously, her face was still flushed, and gave him a blank look, "I've never been a rich lady." While speaking, she had already sat down on the back rack of the bicycle.
Lan Jue kicked up the bicycle, and Zhou Qianlin supported him under the seat with one hand, stabilizing her body.
Under the reflection of the setting sun, the two figures gradually moved away. Left behind a long shadow.
The silence continued in a beautiful way, and after ten minutes, Lan Jue slowly pulled over and stopped.
"Why stop?" Zhou Qianlin, who seemed to be immersed in memories, suddenly woke up and asked suspiciously.
"I don't know the way." Lan Jue said with some shame.
The corners of Zhou Qianlin's mouth trembled, "Go straight ahead, pass another three intersections, and turn right. I'll continue to show you the way then."
"Oh." Lan Jue pedaled his bicycle again and continued to move forward.
"That's right." Lan Jue said suddenly.
"Um?"
"You are so heavy."
The slender fingers that were as pale as light green lightly landed on someone's waist, the thumb and forefinger closed together, and turned 180 degrees with force.
"ah-"
Amidst the screams, the bicycle staggered to and fro, and the slender white hands also hugged the painful waist in panic...