"People can't be friends without habits, and they can't be affectionate because they have no affection", this sentence is quite suitable for Song Yunxiang.

The crushing of peers in IQ has made Song Yunxiang never lack money since she was a child.

Elementary school grade skipping,

middle school grade skipping,

high school grade skipping,

Tuition waiver, cash prizes, all kinds of competition bonuses, get soft,

This caused Song Yunxiang not to have much desire for money.

In modern society, a person who has no desire for money is simply rare, which makes her look extraordinarily quiet and indifferent.

But it's not that Song Yunxiang doesn't have a fetish, or that she is "stupid".

Song Yunxiang has always admired the kind of chivalrous warriors who fly on the eaves and walk the walls;

This admiration does not diminish with age,

On the contrary, I yearn for the kind of life like a knife licking blood and a paradise.

Isn't it ridiculous?

A girl with a superior IQ and hard work can live a superior life, but she yearns for that kind of precarious life.

This may be a variant of the so-called "what you can't get is always in turmoil" or "Stockholm syndrome".

The elites of modern society can no longer make this girl with an IQ of 190 admire, so she admires those chivalrous warriors.

Just like Han Yi once asked her what kind of man she likes, and then she said that she likes Zhang Wuji.

This is the truest expression of her heart.

............

Just when Han Yi said, "Give me a beating to death", Song Yunxiang also saw the young man yesterday.

There is no fear common to ordinary girls, in fact, Song Yunxiang's eyes have a look called "excited".

Yesterday, the man defeated Han Yi's bodyguard in an understatement, which made her heart tremble in an instant, and she never forgot it on the way back.

Outstanding skills, extraordinary bearing, and the ashes of the canopy while talking and laughing, isn't it the kind of "young man" she likes?

When she saw each other again at this time, she felt that this was God's arrangement.

Looking at the young man walking towards him, Song Yunxiang faintly hoped in her heart that the other party could defeat the opponent with a wave of her sleeves like yesterday.

Han Yi didn't know what Song Yunxiang was thinking, if he knew, he would have to vomit three liters of blood.

It's also a companion anyway, and he actually cheers for the enemy, and this kind of pig teammate doesn't want it.

By the flower pond, looking at Fang Mingyang, who was walking over and wearing a dark custom handmade suit, there was a look of helplessness in his eyes.

He originally intended to come over to make friends with the other party, but who knew that it would evolve into the current situation?

"Xuda" is 1.75 meters tall, medium in size, wearing a very ordinary black suit, and there is not a trace of breath overflowing from his body;

If it weren't for following Han Yi and meeting him on the road, no one would have taken a second look.

Similarly, Fang Mingyang didn't take it seriously, in his opinion, the other party came to question 100%.

It's a pity that he didn't hear what Han Yi said to Xuda.

Knowing that he is extraordinary, he dares to teach him a lesson, either S or ......

The straight-line distance between the two sides was only about 10 meters, and Yu Da quickly walked in front of Fang Mingyang, and then continued to approach forward.

Fang Mingyang's eyes narrowed slightly, he couldn't feel any breath on the other party, as if it was not a "person" who came over, but a dead thing.

"That's not right!"

Just when Fang Mingyang's heart was full of alarms, it was already too late.

The right foot of the back half of the hall brought out an afterimage and drew it towards him.

"Poof-" The sleeves of his pants rubbed against the air with a slight sonic boom.

Fang Mingyang was shocked, his hands hanging on his sides, and made a protective posture,

With a "bang", the palms of his legs struck, making a muffled sound, Fang Mingyang felt as if he was being concentrated by a battering ram, and his whole body flew backwards uncontrollably.

"Whoa-la-"

Fang Mingyang's body directly crossed the three-meter-wide flower pond and hit the sorted garbage can opposite, and the garbage can fixed on the ground was torn apart, and all kinds of garbage scattered in all directions.

"Uh......" Fang Mingyang propped up the ground and stood up dazzled.

The one opposite the flower pond was so big that he didn't even have momentum, stepped on the edge of the flower pond fifty centimeters above the ground, and pounced in the air.

"-groove - come back!" Fang Mingyang was shocked and retreated again and again.

"Bang—"

kicked Fang Mingyang's still trembling arms and kicked him out again.

He walked towards the other party with a blank face.

On the asphalt road, Fang Mingyang, who was dizzy, wanted to get up several times, but in the end he failed, lying there and vomiting bile.

"Vomit...... ...... vomit"

The order he received was to "beat him to death", and according to his ability to understand, that is, "beat to death".

walked over and grabbed Fang Mingyang's neck, clenched his iron fist, and planned to give the other party a headshot.

Fang Mingyang was frightened, and he couldn't care about face, and shouted: "Mr. Han, let him stop......"

Song Yunxiang, who witnessed all this, blinked her eyes and was stunned.

What about the good skills?

What about the great husband who said that he was proud?

What about the good talk and laughter?

Looking at the tempting "young heroes of the rivers and lakes", who were beaten all over the ground looking for teeth, a certain side of the world in Song Yunxiang's heart collapsed instantly.

This character is wrong!

Where did the cosmic explosion go?

Shouldn't all the young heroes of the rivers and lakes turn defeat into victory at the last moment?

Also, the young heroes on TV, at this moment, don't they all show the pride and ambition of seeing death as home, and if you say that you are a good man after 18 years, how can you beg for mercy?

At this moment, the "Drunken Pillow Jianghu Dream" in Song Yunxiang's heart was ruthlessly torn apart, and the whole person was messed up in the wind......

Han Yi didn't know about Song Yunxiang's change in mood, and when he saw that he really lived up to his mission, the little fright he received yesterday suddenly disappeared without a trace.

said to the air in front of him, "Okay, stop", the one on the other side of the road was drunk, and his erected fist was immediately retracted, and he let go of Fang Mingyang's collar and walked towards him.

......

......

The battle was over in a short time, and by the time the students noticed the situation, it was already a mess.

Han Yi and the others left the scene first, and then called Lei Ming from the Science and Technology Industrial Park and asked him to come over and deal with it.

One outside the school - in a cafeteria with the flavor of Treasure Island.

During the meal, Song Yunxiang has always been a little distracted, and she always asks her questions "um, ah, oh".

"Are you out of love?" Han Yi said casually, chewing a piece of fish ball.

Song Yunxiang's chopsticks stopped in mid-air, and she looked at Han Yi with a complicated gaze;

It's an inexplicable taste, like reminiscence, like regret, but more like relief.

Then a pair of beautiful eyes looked at the face that was close at hand, and she remembered that she had never looked at Han Yi seriously.

It's not that she doesn't want to, it's just an instinct in her heart that makes her resist getting to know the man opposite.

She is proud, and he is even prouder;

She's smart, he's smarter;

She has a book of poetry and ink on her chest, and she has poetry and books in her belly;

She felt that no matter how much she flew, she couldn't fly out of the psychological shadow he bringed;

So over the past year or so, she has become more and more yearning for the "Jianghu dream" in her heart.

To this day, this dream was shattered by the man in front of him.

"Back then, we had dreams, about ideals, about love, about traveling through the world, and now we drink late at night, and when our glasses collide, it's the sound of broken dreams. After speaking, Song Yunxiang continued to look at the person opposite.

"Hiss-" Han Yi was a little sour, "To be honest, I don't like these plausible, disease-free moaning sentences, they are very empty. ”

Song Yunxiang noticed that his teeth were very straight, and then matched the facial expressions when he spoke, uh...... Actually, it's quite attractive.

"For example?"

Although Song Yunxiang once said that love is not considered before college,

But love is like a big aunt, she comes when she says she comes, she leaves when she says she goes, and if she can't keep it true, she will fall in love?

Han Yi ordered the plate and said: "In this era when you get a marriage certificate and are not sure whether the other party loves you, there is no need to be secretly distressed, if you like it, you have to say it, maybe it will become a spare tire?"

Song Yunxiang noticed again that an embarrassing stubble appeared at the corner of his lips, and somehow, he suddenly had an urge to touch it with his fingertips to see if it would prick his hands?

After he finished speaking, Song Yunxiang swept the hair on the corner of her forehead and asked, "Do you want me to be a spare tire?"

"Uh...... You're a boring person. Han Yi was choked and picked up the vegetables with chopsticks, "Eat and eat." ”

This concludes the conversation.

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......

originally thought that Fang Mingyang, who had been beaten, would stop for two days, but he didn't expect to come out of the library of Huaqing University and meet this haunting guy again.

Han Yi walked towards the back of the building with a gloomy face, and Fang Mingyang, who had changed his clothes, followed unhurriedly.

After asking Surier and making sure that there were no cameras around, Han Yi said viciously: "Beat me to death." ”

"......" Fang Mingyang hurriedly took two steps back, "Mr. Han, it's really a misunderstanding, it's my father who wants to see you......"