"Something?" Chen Qingyang asked directly, his tone obviously a little impatient.

If it weren't for Chen Bailang getting this notice for him, Chen Qingyang would probably hang up his phone directly.

For this father, Chen Qingyang has no good feelings in his heart.

"Your grandmother asked me to make this call and ask if you need help?" On the other end of the phone, Chen Bailang said in a slightly helpless tone.

Chen Qingyang suddenly felt that it was no wonder that Chen Bailang would take the initiative to call him, it turned out that he was instructed by his grandmother.

Chen Bailang is also a heroic figure who is not afraid of heaven and earth, even in the face of the underworld godfather who ruled the entire Jiangnan region, he was not afraid at all, and he was still able to talk and laugh, if anyone in this world can cure him, it is undoubtedly Chen Qingyang's grandmother.

For this, Chen Qingyang admires Chen Bailang very much, no matter how he calls for wind and rain outside, at home, he will always talk to his grandmother in a low voice, and never dare to refute half a sentence.

"No, I'm going to sleep if nothing else." Chen Qingyang said in a cold tone.

"That's good, by the way, I have a friend in Haicheng, if you have something you can't do, you can go to her, just say that you are my Chen Bailang's son, even if it is murder and arson, she can settle it for you." Chen Bailang said.

"I don't think that's necessary." Chen Qingyang directly refused and said.

He knew that Chen Bailang had a big name on the road, and the friends he knew were definitely big people with heads and faces, but Chen Qingyang didn't need these at all, and he didn't want to owe Chen Bailang favors.

"I've sent the phone to your phone, as for whether you need it or not, that's your own business." After speaking, Chen Bailang hung up the phone directly.

The two are worthy of being father and son, and this tough style of acting is really the same.

Sure enough, as soon as Chen Bailang hung up the phone, a text message was sent from the other end, with only a simple number on it, and there was no name.

Chen Qingyang originally wanted to delete the text messages, but after thinking about it, he immediately turned off his mobile phone and went back to bed and fell asleep directly.

There was nothing to say all night, at six o'clock in the morning, Chen Qingyang got up on time, washed up a little, and started a morning run for the day.

After being seriously injured, Chen Qingyang's body became fragile and unable to carry out high-intensity training, so he could only rely on running to stimulate the blood vessels and tendons in his body.

As early as yesterday, Chen Qingyang was probably familiar with the environment of Fuhai University, and after getting out of the dormitory building, he ran to the playground like a familiar car.

At six o'clock in the morning, Fuhai University was very quiet, and there was a huge campus, and only vaguely you could see the figures of three or three, Chen Qingyang couldn't help but speed up his pace, and his body galloped on the school road like the wind.

Although he was seriously injured, Chen Qingyang's speed was far from being comparable to that of ordinary people, fortunately, there was no one on the school road, otherwise he would have thought he had seen a ghost.

After coming to the playground, Chen Qingyang did not slow down, and felt the flow of strength in his body while taking a steady and rhythmic pace.

Ming Jin martial artists can practice a flow of air in the body, which is what ordinary people call "internal strength", this internal strength is stored in the human body's dantian, the stronger the internal strength, the stronger their own strength will naturally be.

If it shows that the internal strength of the strong martial artist is like a small stream, then the dark strength martial artist is a rushing river, and the difference is at least five times more.

Now the strength in Chen Qingyang's body has long been gone, and even the martial artists in the early stage of dark energy are not as good.

When the internal energy flowed to the dantian position, it suddenly disappeared inexplicably, and Chen Qingyang was already surprised.

"Alas, I don't know when the dantian will recover." Chen Qingyang sighed inwardly.

A year ago, ninety percent of the tendons and veins in Chen Qingyang's body were broken, and his internal strength was almost completely dissipated, and after a year of cultivation, he had only recovered a little, and his dantian could no longer store his internal strength, that is to say, no matter how hard he tried, his strength could not break through to the dark energy level again.

Lap after lap, Chen Qingyang ran tirelessly, even though he was already sweating profusely, he still had no intention of stopping.

Half an hour later, the playground finally welcomed a second morning runner, and it seemed to be a girl.

Chen Qingyang didn't know how many laps he had run, and when he saw someone appear, he slowed down, after all, his speed at the moment was too fast, and it only took six or seven seconds to run a hundred meters, and he ran at this speed for half an hour.

When the girl saw that there were already people running on the playground, her expression was slightly stunned, and her eyes couldn't help but look at Chen Qingyang.

Chen Qingyang also seemed to notice that the girl was observing him from a distance, looked up, and suddenly found that the other party's figure was a little familiar.

When she slowly approached, Chen Qingyang finally knew who she was.

"Is that you?" When the girl saw Chen Qingyang, she was obviously very surprised.

Now it's more than six o'clock in the morning, most of the people are still sleeping in the bed, she is the first to appear in this playground to run on weekdays, but I didn't expect someone to finally be earlier than her today.

Chen Qingyang slowly stopped, took a few deep breaths, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect us to meet so soon." ”

The girl is none other than the school bully Nansheng who met on campus yesterday.

At this time, Ye Nansheng was dressed in a white sportswear, and his black and bright hair was tied up with leather bands, revealing a delicate face, and his whole body was filled with the breath of youth and sunshine.

"Why do you get up so early to run?" Ye Nansheng looked Chen Qingyang up and down, and saw that the clothes on his body were already soaked, and it was obvious that he had been here for a long time.

"I couldn't sleep on the first day of school, so I got up and exercised." Chen Qingyang shrugged and said.

"The first day? Are you a freshman? Ye Nansheng asked with a slight surprise on his face.

"Well, archaeology." Chen Qingyang said.

"Your major is quite unpopular, I am from the English College, and I am a senior this year." Ye Nansheng said.

"I know, and I also know that you're a school girl." Chen Qingyang said with a smile.

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Ye Nansheng smiled bitterly, obviously she didn't like this title very much.

"By the way, thank you yesterday, if you're free, I'd like to treat you to dinner tonight." Ye Nansheng said with a smile, seeing Chen Qingyang running in the playground so early today, he suddenly had a lot of good feelings for him in his heart.

Of course, it is limited to the goodwill of ordinary friends.

"Tonight, I made an appointment to eat out in our dormitory tonight, I'm afraid it won't work." Chen Qingyang said with regret.

The smile on Ye Nansheng's face suddenly froze, this seems to be the second time Chen Qingyang has refused his invitation, right?

If other boys knew that Chen Qingyang actually refused the invitation of Xueba's school flower twice, I don't know if he would be hacked to death.

"Nansheng, who are you talking to?" At this moment, a slender and handsome boy trotted over.

Chen Qingyang and the boy looked at each other, obviously sensing a flash of vigilance in his eyes.