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"Congratulations, you have passed the second test. 35xs" The housekeeper handed over a plain notice with both hands, and her tone was still respectful and decent.

Fifteen-year-old Tang Yuche couldn't help but be overjoyed for the second time in his life, and trotted around the room several times with the notice in his arms - this rash move was originally completely not allowed in this family.

"Well, did my father and mother know about it?" After calming down a little, she finally couldn't help but ask the question excitedly.

"Your mother is still in the meeting and may not have been the first to hear about it." The housekeeper bowed slightly, "But your father seems to have known about it, and he has entrusted me to convey it to you and discuss it with you after dinner." ”

“…… Discuss? Tang Yuche's smile froze, "Father, he...... Aren't you happy for me? ”

"He's naturally happy for you, but as your father, he's got to think about more, so please understand." The housekeeper slowly walked backwards out of the room, "If you need anything, you are always welcome to use the intercom phone." ”

The door was gently closed from the outside, and even the light in the room dimmed slightly. Tang Yuche turned on the light in a daze and sat on the bed stiffly.

The notice in his hand seemed to suddenly become a little fluttery. She took a slow, deep breath, then put one hand to her forehead and smiled self-deprecatingly.

Yes. How could he be happy?

From a very young age, Tang Yuche has always had a secret wish.

Ever since she learned from her classmates that "the talent she acquires may not be completely random within her genetic range, but is related to her own desires", she has prayed every day before bed.

God, if you really exist, listen to my humble wishes.

Her father was the head of the laboratory that frightened many people, and the reputation was mixed. Occasionally, a classmate ridiculed this matter in a weird way, and deliberately asked her, you didn't have the awakening talent so late, couldn't it be that your father did something?

No. She retorted seriously every time. Growing up, he probably didn't spend as much time with me as he did with the least important patient in the lab. Flash Dance.

Having said that, in terms of fulfilling the "father's responsibility", Tang Xianguang is really impeccable.

No matter how busy he is, he will definitely attend his daughter's parent-teacher conference once a semester, listen carefully to the teacher's opinions on her academics, personality and abilities, and ask his secretary to immediately start adjusting her training plan for the next semester.

However, it has been reduced to the point of wanting to know his daughter from outsiders, and occasionally, at least occasionally, will this always serious and indifferent father find it a little ironic?

Fortunately, her other parent, although he can't spare much free time to spend with his daughter, sometimes suddenly and unusually prepares a breakfast for her that is not very tasty for a period of time, or at a once-in-a-lifetime family dinner, he coldly glances at his husband and says, "If someone in the school shows you because of something, you can just come and tell your mother, I want to see and understand" such aggressive and sharp words.

As the leader of the four groups who have been in the limelight for a while, Tang Yuche personally believes that his mother's personality is really not as stable and gentle as rumored.

Parents never make eye contact during the rare time they can eat together, and even basic conversations are often matched by the daughter as a perfect middleman.

Many times, Tang Yuche feels from the bottom of his heart that these two people will live together, just because their genes may assemble an excellent offspring.

The laboratory under the jurisdiction of the hospital and the army charging into battle, two seemingly diametrically opposed professions, do not seem to be much different in essence. However, if he really had to choose one of these two paths, Tang Yuche would rather join the rumored barracks where every member is equivalent to consumables.

Heaven is as people wish. After confirming that he had not inherited his father's super learning and analysis skills, Tang Yuche danced excitedly for the first time in his life, and then stopped his movements in front of his father, who rushed home.

Tang Yuche knew that her father must be very disappointed in her.

But what does it matter?

Her mother was very happy about this, and even took the time to guide her in a few tricks. Flash Dance. The leader of the fourth group is a very vivid person, who will slam the door and leave in anger because he has not been able to grasp the essentials for a long time, and will also complain to his daughter about the dull personality of the nearest student.

If life can go on like this forever, that's not bad.

"You've achieved your dream, and that's good, I know you haven't wanted to take over my shift." Father's voice was as cold as ever, "It's okay, I've seen it in the past few years, you really aren't the material for my business." ”

Even if what the other party said was true, Tang Yuche didn't like to be defined so simply.

Life in the military academy is unexpectedly smooth, and the classmates around him are not born in ordinary families, and they get along happily.

Tang Yuche's performance in the military school was quite good. The teacher commented that she has a stable personality on weekdays, and she is open-minded at critical moments, and she has a lot to do in the future.

The feeling of being affirmed. She sweated on the playground day after day, not daring to relax a little before the placement test.

On the last day of the exam, victory is in sight, and if she beats one more person, maybe she can enter the first class with the top three results.

At halftime, she leaned on the railing and drank without hesitation, wiped the corners of her mouth in a dashing manner, and suddenly saw a familiar figure quickly crossing the stands and coming straight towards her.

That's the housekeeper. Tang Yuche rarely saw her in such a haste and gaffe.

"What's wrong?"

"Just received news that your mother is on a mission...... Passed away. ”

Tang Yuche listened in a daze, and returned to the playground lightly, as if he had suddenly lost all consciousness in an instant.

"Hey, what's wrong? Come back to your senses, friend. The man on the other side was still gearing up, "I'm kind enough to remind you, I'm going to start." ”

“…… Oh. There was a dull pain in his heart, and Tang Yuche reluctantly made a gesture to fight, but suddenly felt a flower in front of him.

The world seemed to be suddenly silent for a second.

"Call an ambulance! Something is wrong here! ”

Being moved around like an object, Tang Yuche felt that his eyelids were very heavy, and he soon fell asleep holding his chest.

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“…… It's really hidden. In the interval between changing the magazine, Yuan Sui, who couldn't help but stop and observe for a while, widened his eyes.

Tang Yuche kicked in the chest of the person who attacked her with a standing knife, bent sideways and dodged another knife, and at the same time it was an uppercut that had no feminine demeanor, and then split his hand to dodge the opponent's weapon, spinning his body and interspersing into several enemies, breaking them one by one with extremely efficient movements.

The weak temperament that she had worked hard to maintain on weekdays hurriedly retreated from her body, and the sharpness of Tang Yuche's eyes made Yuan Sui tremble unconsciously.

Although he couldn't quite understand the reason, Yuan Sui instinctively felt it, and Tang Yuche seemed to be very angry now.

Every knife seems to be venting anger, and the idle and sick women in this official description are so heavy that they seem to be retaliating.

No wonder this eldest lady dares to do such a bold thing as robbing a prison by himself. Even without Ling Shucheng's assistance, with her own ability alone, coupled with Min Shu's weakening of people with relatively special talents, maybe it would not be difficult for her to escape.

The inferior weapons they were armed with were really ineffective. Tang Yuche let out a "snort", slammed the damaged blade into the ground, used it as a fulcrum to roll into the air in a posture similar to a high jump, kicked the one who looked most like the leader among the enemies, and then dragged the collar of the nearest person and slammed it directly to the ground.

Just as Yuan Sui thought, the inexplicable anger filled her heart, which was still slightly aching. She gritted her teeth, and the eldest sister stepped directly on the head of the strong man who was trying to get up from the ground, panting hard.

I don't know what my current dignity looks like in the eyes of that silly boy.

Tang Yuche didn't dare to look back, bent down and picked up another long knife from the ground.

She and the cold-blooded man shed the same blood after all. Maybe after seeing himself like this, Min Shu will finally understand this.

It's good.

For a few days, she had also asked herself in the bottom of her heart, was it really worth it?

Maybe it's because of the sequelae of excessive blood loss under his own director a few days ago, or maybe it's just because he really neglected to practice. Tang Yuche felt a little tired after all.

She's actually been tired for too long.

For a person destined to be pale, being alive is such a thing that has no sense of reality.

He swung his sword sharply again and stabbed a person in the abdomen, but the wound caused was not as large as expected. The man quickly scolded and swung his knife back, and Tang Yuche spun in place like a dance floor in a social arena, preemptively attacking.

It's been a long time since I've felt so clearly that my life is really in my own hands. Anger mixed with inexplicable cheers, and even the pain from the wound was so real and moving. Tang Yuche scribbled the blood on the blade and rushed back into the enemy formation.

"Calm down! Stay away! Yuan Sui shouted anxiously in the back.

The outsider moved too fast and was too close to her opponent for she to keep shooting.

Blood splashed on his face, and Tang Yuche really couldn't spare his hands to tidy up his appearance. After this, what kind of face should she face Min Shu? Would he be afraid of such a self?

Forget it, it doesn't matter, I didn't think about making him grateful to himself. From beginning to end, she was just true to her thoughts for a moment - from the moment she saw Min Shu on the hospital bed.

He's so alive.

The most ironic thing in the world, perhaps the person who is most qualified to express his scorn for the world, actually stretched out his hand to her.

The sensation of tinnitus gradually became impossible to ignore, and Tang Yuche's body shook uncontrollably.

It's time to stop, reason is telling her.

But why? Tang Yuche's eyes were red, and he clenched the handle of the knife again.

The figure rushing towards her gradually blurred in her vision. She just stood upright, and for a while, no opponent dared to step forward to receive the teaching.

Listen, O world! She roared silently in her heart.

This is me...... Revenge on you!