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A teenager sits quietly on the edge of a cliff, his legs hanging from the cliff, looking down on the empty city below the cliff.

Seeing that the number of pedestrians on the street began to increase, the young man stood up, patted the tattered clothes on his body, dusted off the dirt stuck on it, and walked towards the city below the mountain.

As soon as he entered the city, he was stopped by three young men of his age, dressed in fine clothes but with the appearance of servants.

"Waste Bird, in half a month, Xinlanyuan will be disbanded, tell me how you feel now!"

"What else can he feel, he can't wait to pack up his bed and go to the frontier to find his father!"

"Speaking of his father, he was unlucky enough, he had such a son and was sent directly to the frontier."

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The teenagers unscrupulously insulted the teenagers who had just come down from the mountain, mocking them wantonly and laughing from time to time.

The young man's name is Qingluan, he is the young master of the Qing family, one of the four famous families in Qing Zhai City, and he is also the child of the Qing family with the highest qualifications.

Because of this, he became an outcast of the Qing family overnight, from a high-ranking genius to a useless waste.

The Qing family didn't even think about any affection, and threw him into the worst Xinlan Courtyard in Qingzhai City, and from then on, he didn't care about it, and left him to fend for himself.

Qingluan clenched his fists and wanted to go up and beat the three squirrels, but a voice after the Shuangyang incident three years ago sounded in his head: "After this incident, you will be silent for three years, and after three years, you will shine, remember, you must not use force with others within three years!"

Recalling the Shuangyang incident, Qingluan still remembers it vividly, that day, two suns suddenly appeared in the sky of Qingzhai City, and the people who bathed in the brilliance of the two suns felt refreshed, only the ten most famous geniuses recognized by Qingzhai City were different, since that day, their martial bones suddenly disappeared, like a waste, and no one knew what was going on.

In the past three years, they have gradually fallen one by one, and now the only person who is still alive is Qingluan, although he is alive, it is better to be dead.

Three days, three days to go, is the three-year period, these days, he can already feel that the martial bones that have been silent in his body for almost three years are beginning to move, and then he will personally teach those who have humiliated him.

Qingluan finally let go of his clenched fist, ignored the three teenagers, and stepped aside a little, about to pass by them.

A gentleman took a step across, blocked his way, and said with a flirtatious attitude: "Waste bird, the nest is almost gone, you are still so calm?"

"Get out of the way!"

"Yo! I also learned to be a murderer! The man who stopped Qingluan turned arrogantly to look at his two companions, who cheered him on with loud ridicule.

"What if I don't let it?"

The young man crossed his hands on his waist, yin and yang were weird, and looked at Qingluan arrogantly.

Qingluan's fists that had just been released were clenched again, and his knuckles were already white.

Some of the onlookers whistled, as if encouraging Qingluan to do it, even though they knew that Qingluan would not do it.

"Please give way."

Qingluan's tone suddenly changed, and he breathed in a low voice.

He sighed, glanced at Qingluan with contempt, opened, opened, doubled, and legs, and said very provocatively: "Turn around from here, and I'll consider letting you go!"

The other two gentlemen also spread their legs and agreed, and there were two of us!

Qingluan's face was red with anger, so red that he was about to drip blood, and his fists, which had turned white knuckles, were slightly raised, and he took a deep breath and exhaled.

"You ...... Why are you bullying Brother Qingluan again! ”

An immature little girl struggled to break through the crowd of onlookers, stood in front of Qingluan, crossed her waist with one hand, and pointed to the three gentlemen in front of her with the other.

The little girl is eight years old this year, her name is Qingshuang, the youngest daughter of Qing Changming, the current patriarch of the Qing family, is the most talented person in the Qing family except for the eldest son Qinglin.

Qingluan looked at the small body in front of him, Qingshuang has loved to be close to him since he was a child, and he is the only person in the Qing family who still cares about him, in the past three years, if there is no Qingshuang to share a little for him, I am afraid that he will be the same as the nine people, he has already fallen.

They didn't dare to make a move against Qingshuang, unless they could endure the revenge of Qingshuang's eldest brother Qinglin.

Thinking of the person who bullied Qingshuang two years ago, he was beaten by Qinglin and couldn't get out of bed for two months, and the three gentlemen began to sweat on their heads, which can symbolically snort twice and said: "Waste bird, you can only hide behind her!"

"Something that doesn't come out of nowhere, there will always be a time when you have to clean up enough!"

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The three of them left in a hurry, and they didn't forget to put down the cruel words when they left. The onlookers saw that there was no excitement to see, so they dispersed.

Qingshuang grimaced at the three people who left, turned around and took Qingluan's hand, and asked with some concern, "Brother Qingluan, are you not injured?"

Qingluan attached himself to Qingshuang's forehead and nodded, and praised: "The little sister came quickly, with the protection of the little sister, who would dare to bully me."

Qingshuang stretched out her little tongue towards Qingluan, straightened her chest, pushed her nose horizontally with her thumb, and said in a coquettish voice: "That's!"

"Brother Qingluan, I'll send you to school."

Qingshuang held Qingluan's hand and never let go.

Once upon a time, this scene also happened, but at that time Qingluan was still a genius, and Qingshuang was just a little girl who liked to have a runny nose.

That year, Qingshuang had just entered the school, and Qingluan was also a student of Qingzhai City First College, Qingzhai College.

Qingshuang was afraid of going to school, and even Qinglin couldn't take her to school, but as soon as Qingluan held her hand, she obediently followed Qingluan.

And now, all this seems to have changed, Qingshuang is already the leader of her class in Qingzhai Academy, and he has become a student of the worst academy, Xinlan Academy.

Even in this worst college, he is still the worst student.

"Brother Qingluan, do you know, Daddy talked to the elders about you last night." Qingshuang said intentionally or unintentionally:

"Does Daddy think you're having too hard outside, and he wants to take you back to the Qing family? If only that would be great, those people wouldn't dare bully you! ”

As she spoke, Qingshuang smiled innocently, thinking that things should be just what she thought.

Qingluan had some doubts, for three years, the Qing family had not sent anyone to look for him once, more often than not, he would not be rescued when he saw death, and even some people fell into the well.

When he suddenly talked about him this time, he believed that there must be nothing good, and he didn't know what would wait for him! Now, apart from Qingshuang and his father, he doesn't feel that he has anything to do with the Qing family.

However, looking at Qingshuang's innocent smile, Qingluan didn't say what he thought, he didn't want to plant any negative influence in Qingshuang's young heart.

He smiled at Qingshuang, neither nodding in affirmation nor shaking his head in the negative.

The two of them have unconsciously walked to the gate of Xinlanyuan, the gate looks simple and elegant, but it is less solemn, and the funds have been tight for a long time, and there is no extra money to repair the façade. The shadows of the trees in the courtyard are forested, and the ancient trees are towering, and they are the only ones who have witnessed the rise and fall of the new Lanyuan.

Now one of the oldest colleges in Qingzhai City is in the midst of storms, and ten days later, Qingzhai Dabi may be the last straw that crushes it, maybe he will die, no matter how brilliant it was before, it will also withdraw from the stage of history.

Qingshuang stood at the door and didn't go in, she said to Qingluan: "Brother Qingluan, if the Xinlan Academy is really dissolved, you can come to our school." If I can't, I'll go and intercede for you. ”

Qingluan smiled awkwardly, he would not go back to Qingzhai Academy, compared to him, he would prefer to stay in Xinlan Academy, at least Xinlan Academy has a lot more humanity than Qingzhai Academy.

Although Qingluan was reluctant to return to Qingzhai Academy, he didn't want to directly refuse Qingshuang's kindness, which made the little girl feel sad, and said with a slight sadness: "Let's talk about it then!"

"I've arrived, no one in the academy will bully me anymore, you can go back!" Qingluan said, Qingshuang hummed obediently and left in a hurry.

Qingluan entered the school alone, although everyone greeted him, he could see that everyone had a melancholy on their faces, the academy was about to be disbanded, and they were also planning for their next step.

Of course, to get rid of Meng Jinfei, who was sweating on the playground, this fierce man was a hot figure no matter which academy he put in, but he chose Xinlan Academy, which made everyone puzzled.

"Qingluan, it seems that coming to school today is going well!"

When Meng Jinfei saw Qingluan, he stopped practicing, grabbed the towel on the railing and wiped the sweat off his face.

Qingluan smiled back, he has been getting along with Meng Jinfei all these years, and he also knows this fierce man more or less, and he is easy to offend people when he speaks, but his heart is not bad, and several times he helped him get rid of some unscrupulous entanglements.

"Thanks to you, I wasn't hurt." Qingluan walked up to Meng Jinfei, looked at this man who was a head taller than him and a little rough, and quipped helplessly: "Xinlan Courtyard is about to be disbanded, what are your plans next?"

"You think so too?" Meng Jinfei looked at Qingluan in surprise.

"Everybody thinks so!" Qingluan said heavily.

Meng Jinfei sighed, scolded the unambitious thing, looked at Qingluan and said, "As long as I can enter the top five of the big competition, won't Xinlan Yuan have to be disbanded?!"

"Big than the top five?" Qingluan said twice, Meng Jinfei is very strong, there is no doubt about this, but to say that there is still a bit of a gap in the top five, he doesn't know where Meng Jinfei's confidence comes from.

However, Dabi has nothing to do with him, there are two places in each house, and these two places are obviously the two strongest in each house.

He didn't want to interrupt Meng Jinfei's efforts for too long, and said, "You can continue to practice." After saying that, he walked towards the student dormitory. Behind him, Meng Jinfei's sweaty voice came from behind.