Shaded playgrounds, heavy rain and falling.

The rain splashed like a vase bursting, the north wind swept through as if patrolling the earth, and the whole military training team passed in front of the rostrum.

That touch of deep blue didn't attract anyone's attention.

Smack.

Smack.

Han Dong stepped on the rain in the sky, his eyes were leisurely.

The master is right -

When you step into the world of martial arts, you only need to abide by your inner beliefs and virtues.

No regulations may be added to one's body.

All shackles cannot be confined to the heart.

Slightly different from Ning Moli's concept, Han Dong believes that the premise of these freedoms must be based on respect for others and adherence to principles.

Han Dong stepped on the water and walked towards the canopy lightly, without arrogance or the slightest sigh in his heart, only a touch of transcendent indifference.

In this life, why should we enshrine the Dignity and Humble Statute again.

Smack.

He stood on the plastic ground with his right foot, and a little condensation internal force spread at his feet, discharging splashes, like a huge pillar standing here, not allowing any external force to obstruct and interfere.

At the same time, the 17th party also began to come out.

The corners of Han Dong's mouth outlined a light smile, holding the dark blue umbrella, silently following behind Zhang Hao's side in the last row, the umbrella edge tilted backwards, not covering the field of vision, not sprinkling rain.

"Han, Han Dong. ”

Zhang Hao kicked forward in a daze, his eyes flustered.

So many people are watching...... And the school leaders are also there...... Will Han Dong be punished...... For such a serious matter, he should be demerit or expelled...... Then I'm going to stop going to school at all.

She kept her head straight, but she couldn't help but think about it.

A low, leisurely and clear voice pierced the air and reached the ears: "Girl, take your right steps." ”

Smack.

Smack.

Uniform positive steps, step by step, step by step, step by step.

Zhang Hao wanted to laugh, but she wanted to cry, her eyes were red, and her fair face was ruddy, and this voice seemed to suddenly look back at the blazing thunder that happened to meet, and it hit her heart at once, injecting endless strength into her weak body.

Meanwhile.

Han Dong said softly as usual: "You have your decision, I respect your choice if you want to participate in military training...... However, I also have my own decisions. ”

The sound reverberates at this time, rendering clear and quiet.

The rain was pouring down, and the north wind was blowing.

Let's go.

After practicing the positive step for so long, let's take this one last time.

Zhang Hao pursed his lips tightly, and his delicate and agile eyes were also full of color, walking step by step, as if moving all the way to the end of the warm sun.

Rushing.

The heavy rain was like a pearl falling on a jade plate, sometimes violent, sometimes soft, Han Dong followed lightly, and between the internal forces of the condensing mist, it seemed to be able to dispel the coolness around him.

He only holds an umbrella and covers only two people.

He lived his life without the permission of others.

......

The edge of the green playground.

Those students and teachers with umbrellas clearly saw a touch of dark blue, on the occasion of the serious scene of the military training performance, someone dared to destroy it?

I'm afraid I want to be famous and want to go crazy?

When they looked at each other, they hesitated.

But after a while, they realized that something was wrong, the dark blue umbrella always maintained the same speed as the military training team, not fast, not slow, not impatient, like brilliant fireworks gradually blooming in the rain curtain.

Goo-dong.

A boy looked at him dumbfounded, and barely swallowed his saliva: "There are still such fierce people in the academy?

Crash.

The two girls held an umbrella together, their hearts trembled, and the palm holding the handle of the umbrella trembled, and the colorful umbrella was thrown away, falling behind them, and letting the rain fall, blurring their vision, all of them felt that dark blue infirmity.

"The plot of film and television dramas, does it really exist?"

"I don't know if it exists, but it happens. One of the girls was dumbfounded, adding, "And right here, right in front of our eyes." ”

Here and now.

Under the umbrella, a pair of eyes, sometimes looking at the deep blue, sometimes looking at each other in shock, there was an unusually silent atmosphere began to permeate, spread throughout the audience, enveloping everyone's hearts.

No one thinks it's a violation.

At least that's what all girls think, no noise, no noise, at best a touch of color.

The male students were bitter and sour.

Just looking at them from a distance, they have a feeling of palpitations and trembling, not a shock, but fear and timidity, if it were for them to be afraid that their legs would be weak to the ground, it would not be so calm.

The atmosphere froze here, and the indescribable mood that seemed to admire, seemed to be fascinated, and seemed to be looking forward to, like a flame, exploded in the chest, burning an unspeakable sourness.

The gap is not big, and I can still be jealous.

But today, the difference between the abyss and the future discourages them.

After all, they still have to study majors, take exams, and have that graduation certificate, so they have to breathe under the rules and regulations, and they can't break free from the shackles at will.

But now,

It's hard to see, but someone really did.

......

On the rostrum.

All the students standing here are basically martial arts students or members of the student union, Rao is mind is a little heavier than ordinary students, and they are all frozen in place at this time.

Whew!

One by one, they stood up, stretched their necks, and stared at each other, trying to witness this scene more clearly.

No one dared to think about it.

Ordinary people live in this society, and they are all under pressure, and it is difficult to be free, let alone do what they really want to do.

It's too hard.

It's outrageous.

Perhaps only those who have entered the social work can understand that it is not that they dare not, but that they cannot ...... Everyone has a dream of doing what they want to do, but there are too many reasons, too many restrictions, and too many things to consider.

But Han Dong didn't care about that.

No matter the rain covers the smoke, you can still dream and wish.

Click, click.

The two boys leaned together, looking at each other but staring down hurriedly, for fear of missing any detail.

"How could he be so bold?"

"Self-confidence......

"What are you talking about?"

"This, isn't this exactly the self-confidence that in 200 years of life, you will be able to hit the water for 3,000 miles!"

Some people are shocked and admired, some are in awe and shocked, some are dumbfounded, and naturally some people are full of indignation and anger in their hearts.

"What is he doing?" said a student council minister.

"Let him leave me immediately, delay the military training performance, and affect the inspection of the leaders. If the leader is to blame, who can afford this responsibility!" said a vice president of the academy coldly, his face flushed with anger.

The more you don't dare, the more you can't see anyone daring.

Immediately after, there were two or three cadres of the academy, intending to rush down and stop such a bad incident.

The next moment.

The dark blue umbrella turned slightly, and Han Dong, whose eyes were as quiet as a hidden lake, turned his gaze lightly and looked expressionless, looking at the rostrum.

Dead!

An indescribable dead silence!

It was like a canopy of the sky that covered the clouds and the sun, toppling in an instant, overwhelming all thoughts and crushing all actions and behaviors.

All people are frozen in place.

But this gaze continued to turn, like a meteor that came out of the sky, containing the spirit of the Dinghai God Needle, falling on the faces of Qian Du and Zhang Buzhi, as if the needle was dazzling, and finally turned slowly, looking straight ahead.

Hiss!

Zhang Buzhi stepped back in horror and almost flipped over his seat.

Phew!

Qian Du was moved, and stood up instantly, his chest rising and falling: "Such a strong inspiration!"

The show is still going on.

The square walked through neatly, but everyone's thoughts fell on the dark blue, and they didn't know what to say.

Between the silences.

On the rostrum, the two boys glanced at each other, and one of them, a short and tall boy, swallowed his saliva and said tremblingly, "What do you think?"

"The chest is broad, and there is the majesty of ten thousand people! Brave and majestic, like a lion descending from the clouds!"

"You made up your own sentence? ”

"That, how about that sentence - Xiongguan is long, swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger!"

......

The rain continued to fall.

The 17th party soon walked to another tent.

At this moment, countless eyes looked at Han Dong in unison, either in awe of God, or envy and longing, or surprised and stunned, or confused and sluggish, or confused and dazed.

All in all.

Many eyes covered a variety of unpredictable emotions, and even some people didn't see Han Dong's existence until this moment.

Because he is too leisurely and looks as usual.

"Alright. ”

"Bring your own umbrella. Han Dong glanced at the cloth tent that was about three meters high above, and was about to put away the umbrella.

"Wait. ”

Zhang Hao's face was flushed, he grabbed the handle of the umbrella, and stared at Han Dong fixedly through the hollow metal umbrella bone.

Time seems to freeze, but the rain continues.

Han Dong looked at Zhang Hao and coughed: "The umbrella can't be given to you...... This is the Umbrella of Heaven. ”

Huh?

Zhang Hao was dumbfounded: "Why?"

Han Dong's face was difficult, and he said in a low voice: "Heavenly Umbrella, famous brand...... Very expensive. ”

“......”

Zhang Hao was stunned, the corners of his lips seemed to be sketching a smile, stared at Han Dong carefully, took half a step back, looked at Han Dongqing's umbrella, strode away, and his back disappeared into the rain curtain.

That's nice.

He...... It's still the terminator of that topic.