This time at the memorial service, I don't know which way of the national hand was invited, the eulogy was written steadily, the writing was brilliant, and many people with deep background heard it with tears, but people like me, who are not knowledgeable, are completely confused and don't know what to say.

But fortunately, I will also use the methods of Nan Guo's indiscriminate refill, pretending to be full of interest, and then looking left and right with my peripheral eyes, observing the expressions and postures of the people around me.

I don't know if I don't see this, most of the people who come are in the industry.

And there are quite a few masters.

Looking over from me, there were a lot of colors—the most yellow colors, these were cultivators, and there were many other colors, which looked like night walkers.

There was an old man with a serious face, standing beside Deputy Director Tian, his face was as black as the bottom of the pot, which was really scary.

But the aura emanating from his body soared straight into the sky.

With him there, the breath of the others seemed to be overwhelmed.

Such a person, generally speaking, will be like Deputy Director Tian and restrain his breath, but at this moment, it may be because he is in too sad mood, so he did not do this kind of thing.

Or maybe he wants to use this kind of power to express his dissatisfaction to the Heavenly Machine.

The students who entered the training camp this time, that is, the students of the advanced research class, because of the limited number of places, all of them have extraordinary backgrounds, and they are all leaders in their own region, and these people are definitely not many halfway monks like me, and more have teachers, families and other inheritances.

It's a pity that so many outstanding young people ended up sleeping in the vast forest plains on the border of the northern country.

Come to think of it, it's all fate.

I stood in the crowd of students, looking at it with my peripheral eyes, and suddenly, my eyelids jumped, and in mid-air, I met the eyes of a middle-aged man that I remembered deeply.

Fat sea, oh wrong, Shang Dahai.

That is, Shang Liang's father.

This man and I didn't see much of each other, but both of them should have made a deep impression on each other.

His gaze met mine, and before I could react, he turned his head casually and looked away.

This kind of casual performance makes me feel particularly deliberate.

There was a feeling that made me very uncomfortable.

However, when I looked at him carefully, I found that the middle-aged man's hair seemed to be white, and then his face was full of sorrow, and there were residual tears, sadness, but he forcibly suppressed the emotions in his heart.

That kind of emotion that is both restrained and difficult to suppress makes me feel sad for a while.

His performance is like most middle-aged men who have lost their children and white-haired people send black-haired people, which is sad.

His grief made me even wonder if my previous speculation was too cruel to this middle-aged man.

After the memorial service, it is the procedure of burial in the cemetery, more than half of the people will help the body to return to their hometown, but there are also many people who choose to stay in this cemetery, and I paid special attention to it, and found that Shang Dahai's choice was to leave Shang Liang's body here.

After such a busy morning, the overall atmosphere was filled with a sense of sadness, and after a light meal at noon, the parents left one after another.

Ma Yiao and I came out of the cafeteria, just in time to see the camp gate in the distance, Wang Yan was saying goodbye to Shang Dahai and his two entourages.

I don't know what they are talking about, but when I look over from this angle, I vaguely see Shang Dahai laughing.

His greasy smile is in stark contrast to the suppressed and uncomfortable mourning at the previous memorial service, which makes people feel inexplicably weird.

I poked Ma Yiao with my elbow and said look, Shang Dahai.

Ma Yiao didn't pay attention, looked up, was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Ah, is that Shang Liang's father?" I saw it in the morning, alas, it's quite pitiful, people lose their children in middle age, and it hurts to think about it - by the way, I heard that Shang Liang is an only child? ”

I said no, do you see it, and he smiled so happily.

When I said this, Shang Dahai turned his head around, and Ma Yiao looked at the back of his head, inexplicable, did he laugh? Don't you think, he's like that in the morning, let alone today, it's probably not going to be good in the next few years, right?

Monk Wang Yan has gone farther and farther, and he is still turning his back on us, I have no way to confirm my guess, so I can only sigh and say sigh......

I was full of grievances, and suddenly remembered something, by the way, have you ever seen Tang Dao?

Ma Yiao shook his head and said no, he didn't show up this morning.

I said, have you noticed that since the end of the exercise, Tang Dao has rarely appeared, why did he go?

As I said this, I remembered what Tang Dao said to me when I was in the cave.

He was also suspicious of Shang Liang.

Ma Yiao looked at me and said, "I know what you mean, you want to say that Shang Liang is not dead, Shang Dahai actually knows, he is acting here today; And Tang Dao, he may also know some clues, maybe he has been wandering in the forest for the past two days, and it is very likely that the above knows some circumstances, so he will open the door to Tang Dao, right? ”

I nodded, yes.

Ma Yiao sighed and said that this matter, no matter what the end is, the people above will not tell us, because we are outsiders.

When I heard that, I didn't say anything more.

Because what he says is the truth.

Unless we are willing to join the Heavenly Machine Division, otherwise the Heavenly Machine Department will not discuss such a big matter in depth with outsiders like us.

After lunch, at about 2 o'clock in the afternoon, the school held a graduation ceremony.

Compared with the high-profile opening ceremony, the closing ceremony was much more low-key, probably because of the haze of the morning memorial service, so there was not much fanfare.

Everyone gathered in a classroom, and after a brief speech by Director Liu Bin of the training department, each of the remaining students received a certificate of completion, and at the meeting, we also met for the first time Xia Longfei, who was seriously injured, and several other students who were confused.

In the end, Wang Daming, who disappeared mysteriously, also appeared.

However, for these people, the school seems to be reluctant to talk more, and they are all in the last row, and when they tie their certificates, they are also quiet.

When the rankings were announced, I turned around and the people were gone.

I don't know when I left.

Of course, these trainees, who are likely to be censored, are not the protagonists of the graduation ceremony, but those who have achieved rankings in the exercises.

And the most dazzling thing in this is Tang Dao, the AD calcium milk boy who single-handedly defeated the Blue Demon King of the exercise and ended the entire exercise process.

This young man, who has been in the limelight for a long time, has finally appeared.

It's just that he is still the same as before, the air pressure of the whole person is very low, there is a posture that no one is allowed to enter, his face is cold, as if he is living in his own world, and even when the teacher announced his ranking in the venue, he looks like an old god.

Tang Dao's performance was indifferent, and no one should enter, while Li Hongjun, who won the third place, was gentle and approachable.

However, I can feel that there is still a lot of loss in his heart.

This man has always taken the first as his goal, and he also had an advantage in the early stage of the exercise, thinking that he would fight steadily and steadily, but he didn't expect that such a monster as Tang Dao came out again, and he directly won the first place.

I thought that if I was wronged, I could take a second one, but it turned out that there was another me.

It's not the right time.

For Li Hongjun, a proud son of heaven who was born with a golden spoon in his mouth, such a ranking undoubtedly made him sad.

After the simple graduation ceremony, the head teacher came over, explained the relevant matters after the graduation, and invited the top ten students to go to the teaching building over there to receive the relevant prizes.

As soon as I waited for the teacher to leave, I immediately rushed up and stopped Tang Dao, who was about to leave.

Although we are in the same small class and the same group, the relationship between the two is not familiar, Tang Dao squinted at me and said What's wrong?

I said borrow a step to speak.

The two of them came to the side, and I whispered, "You haven't been in the camp for the past few days, have you found any clues?" Is it about Shang Liang? ”

I got straight to the point, and my outspoken posture made Tang Dao a little uncomfortable.

He looked up, looked at me for a moment, and then said, "What am I doing, do I need to report to you?" ”

I didn't expect Tang Dao to reject me directly, my eyebrows jumped, I endured the discomfort in my heart, and said: "We are all the way, if you have any clues, talk to me, maybe I can help you?" ”

Tang Dao looked up at me, and after a while, he said, "There are indeed some secrets here, but I can't tell you." ”

I was amazed and said why?

Tang Dao said: "Hou Mo, in this exercise, don't you have a secret? If you take out your secret and share it with me, I'll tell you......"

I choked on Tang Dao's words, and I didn't say anything more until he left.

Subsequently, Ma Yiao called me and asked me to go with me to collect the prize.

He was ninth.

I arrived at the temporary teaching building over there, chatted with the staff for a few words, and was taken to an office, in which was Mr. Zhao, who was copying something, and when he saw me coming in, he beckoned me, and said sit, sit, there is an atlas here, which is what they have selected, you can take a look, what you need, just tell me - you are the second place, and you have the right to take both.

Overjoyed, I picked up a picture album on my desk and flipped through it.

As a result, after I finished flipping through the pages from beginning to end, I said with a puzzled face, "Why is there no candle shade?" ”

Teacher Zhao was very surprised, saying candle yin? What is a candlestick? We don't have this in the batch of strategic materials we provide......