Midday.

Lin Jian didn't go to the cafeteria to eat, but accompanied Luo Sisi to the commissary to buy a lot of snacks.

He saw a lot of members of the Morning Sword Club buying snacks in the commissary.

"Are you going to have a snack at noon today, aren't you going to eat?"

"That's right. No, Yang Zi took the children to cook a lot of instant noodles in the lecture hall, and we will have snacks with instant noodles later. ”

"Okay. ”

It was the first time in Lin Jian's life that she saw a high school club that could organize her classmates to eat instant noodles at noon on Wednesday.

The Morning Sword Club is awesome!

The middle school student club of this world is awesome!

Lin Jian complained.

The place where the club is active is a bungalow building next to the first year of high school, which is one of the largest lecture halls in Yubei Middle School.

When Lin Jian entered the door, he saw several rows of tables in front of the lecture hall, and dozens of instant noodle cylinders with lids were placed.

It's all Kang Shuai Fu's unified beef instant noodles.

"This is just a celebration party for us to recruit new people, there are not many children here, and you will know when we have the opening meeting of the Morning Sword Club tomorrow. ”

"At the beginning of the semester, we rented the school gymnasium to hold the conference, because there were too many first-year high school children who joined our club every year. ”

Luo Sisi and Lin Jian explained.

"Indeed, the three 'giants' of Yubei Middle School, the first two are the 'Student Union' and the 'Sports Department', right? ”

"Shouldn't you have a screening when you recruit new people, otherwise I don't think all the freshman kids want to join your three giants." ”

Lin Jian felt a little interesting.

"That's it. Although we will rent the gymnasium for the opening meeting tomorrow because there will be a lot of people coming tomorrow, it is already a new member of the high school that we have screened. ”

"That's really amazing. I'm going back to my first year of high school, and I guess it's the ones who got eliminated. ”

Lin Jian laughed at herself.

"yes. You can give up swimming even if you can swim, let alone kendo. I don't know how you practice now, I just heard everyone say that you jumped over the guardrail in front of the old class in the morning, flew over the eaves and walked on the wall, and then turned back, is it so exaggerated?"

Suddenly asked about the morning.

"The old man talked about juvenile madness. I suddenly want to show off a wave of newly mastered operations, and I will find a chance to show you and Yuan Ning alone in the next two days. ”

"By the way, didn't I just want to succeed Yang Zi and be the president of the Morning Sword Club for a while, you must give me a chance, let me persuade and persuade my brothers and sisters of the Morning Sword Society. ”

"you, I'll give you that application form. You start by filling out a form. We're going to report the list of new members this year. ”

Luo Sisi ran to the podium of the lecture hall, asked a one-meter-nine tall club student for a form on the podium, and then sent it to Lin Jian.

After many years, Lin Jian finally saw the application form for joining the student club again.

Name:_______...... Lin Jian

Age:_______...... 17

Gender:_______...... man

Interest:_______ slightly

Windranger ability, kendo swordsmanship-related level or honor: _______ professional sixth-dan certificate, strength professional eighth-dan (momentum realm, also known as wind momentum realm, also known as momentum level powerhouse)

......

Lin Jian filled out the form casually.

"Professional eight-dan, don't brag, you said that you are professional six-dan, I still haven't believed it, and you are still professional eight-dan?"

"What else is the momentum realm, the wind realm?"

"You've read too many novels?"

Luo Sisi teased Lin Jian.

"What do you know, you don't know anything about the world of professional Windrunners. ”

"The professional seventh-stage windwalker, doing private training for people outside, is a few thousand yuan a class. What kind of level are you to be an eighth-dan, ninth-dan, and tenth-dan windwalker who is more awesome than the professional seventh-dan. ”

"The eighth-stage windwalker is called the powerhouse, the nine-stage is called the aura, and the tenth-stage is called the spirit. ”

"An eight-stage windwalker like us, if you really fight with people, take a knife, and then equip a steam wingsuit, and spread out the momentum, these little brothers and sisters of yours will be scared to pee, okay!"

Lin Jian casually gave Luo Si popular science.

"You just blow it. ”

"Cut!"

Luo Sisi obviously didn't believe Lin Jian's words.

Lin Jian wanted to talk to Luo Sisi again, but when he saw the abnormalities on Luo Sisi's head, his heart sank.

Lin Jian saw Yang Zi in the distance just finished talking to the members of the club, and was walking to a seat in the first row of the lecture hall.

"I'm going to talk to Yang Zi. ”

Lin Jian walked quickly towards Yang Yishan's sister in his memory.

"Yang Zi. ”

Lin Jian walked in front of the tall girl with a ponytail who was about to eat instant noodles.

"You are?"

"I'm a tablemate in the Rossi class, Lin Jian, the person who told you before that I knew about your brother. ”

Lin Jian said directly to Yang Zi.

"On March 28, 2009, it was a Saturday, the weather was fine, and your brother was in his third year of high school, and your brother Yang Yishan had two eggs, a purple sweet potato and a packet of soy milk in the rice cooker when he went out in the morning. ”

"At that time, you were still sleeping, and he asked you to sleep a little longer, saying that he was going to the reservoir to practice swords that day, and he wanted to try the new method of practicing sword stakes. ”

"He told you the night before that he saw a martial arts book where a martial arts practitioner was boating on the water and standing on a pile, and he told you that he wanted to give it a try. ”

Unexpectedly, he never came back. ”

Lin Jian said in a calm but cruel tone.

"You...... What do you say?"

"Why do you know so well!?"

The tall girl with a ponytail had wide eyes and stared at Lin Jian angrily.

"You have also wondered how a man like your brother, who knows how to swim and never fights unprepared battles, would risk his life to go to a reservoir and lake to practice swords, and then drown there. ”

"I know about your brother. ”

"Your suspicions are right. Your brother was killed. ”

Lin Jian said.

"What!?"

Yang Zi looked at Lin Jian in shock.

"I'll go out later. I just filled out the Morning Sword Society's recruitment form to help me deal with it, and I'll wait for you at the stake in the grove where your brother used to practice swords. ”

"There is a lot of public here, and it is not convenient to talk to you about such dark things. ”

"You can trust me. Because in a few days, your brother's killer will be brought to justice. ”

"Who he is, in fact, you have also seen it. ”

"Pay for the thin shirt. It's the boy senior who was invited by the school to share the war department. ”

"Ross told you that day that I looked weird, right, because I recognized that person as your brother's murderer that day. ”

After Lin Jian finished speaking, she ignored Yang Zi's reaction and achieved the position behind her across the rows of seats from Yang Zi.

Because the recruitment celebration of the Morning Sword Club has begun.

This is the end of the recruitment work of the Morning Sword Club in the past few weeks and at the beginning of the second semester.

On the podium, the 1.9-meter-tall junior who was originally standing there picked up a microphone.

"Students......"

......

Lin Jian watched the entire club recruitment celebration.

The so-called celebration party is nothing more than the one-meter-nine boy on the stage, as a representative of the sophomore members of the Morning Sword Club, with a bunch of 'old men' of the club in the first and second years of high school, and simply joked about the stalk of the past common life experience as the opening remarks.

Then, Yang Zi went up to speak again, and then Luo Sisi spoke, and then played some small games, talking about tomorrow and Thursday, the organization of the club's opening meeting, and so on.

Yang Zi also mentioned that in another month, the Morning Sword Club will start the president of Yunyun, please behave well, and participate in Yunyun in the morning exercise every morning.

As soon as the activity ended, Lin Jian left the lecture hall.

......

Twenty minutes later, Lin Jian stood on a tree in the grove behind the school gymnasium and saw the figures of two young girls walking towards him.

It's Yang Zi and Luo Sisi.

"Lin Jian!"

Luo Sisi saw Lin Jian standing on the tree, and ran over angrily.

"What did you say to Yang Zi!"

The steam wingsuit backpack behind Lin Jian spewed out a puff of steam.

Then, Lin Jian fell lightly from the tree.

Like a feather falling to the ground.

"Yang Zi, does the welfare home where you and your brother grew up have a very tall crooked neck tree in the corner, when you were wronged and looking for a place to cry when you were a child, your brother always found you in that corner?"

"In the bush behind the crooked neck tree, there's a little dirt bag, and you find time to dig it up. ”

"There's a red tin can inside, and in the can is the prize money that your brother has won many kendo swordsmanship competitions over the years, all of which are banknotes wrapped in oilskin paper. There is also a postcard inside. ”

"The background image of that postcard is the scenic spot 'Water and Sky' on Ming Yang Hill on Hong Kong Island. ”

"Did you watch a Hong Kong Island TV series when you were a child, saw that attraction, and used to shout with your brother to see the water and sky? The money in that can is what your brother saved for you, prepared for you to travel to Hong Kong Island, and extra money for you to go to Hong Kong Island to study at university. ”

"There are a few words written on the postcard, and they are the blessings that your brother wrote to you when he started preparing gifts for you in cans. ”