which no one can control except the owner of the house.it's just that the selection process of each generation of shadows is extremely cruel, just like nurturing tricks."it looks like Qingshi is going...countdown to 42:00:00.

on the fifth day of the return, there is not much time left for the next crossing.

Winter mornings are particularly dark, and the black in the sky is like ink that can never be melted.

at 6 o'clock, several people changed into their sports clothes early in the day and ran into the early morning mist against the cold wind.

they set out from Xingzhi Road, crossed the wide Wangcheng Avenue and entered Lopu Park.

Qing Dust blocks the roaring wind at the front, and it is easier for the people behind to run.

at some point, Hu Maxiu, Zhang Tianzhen and Nan Gengchen, who followed them, suddenly felt that Qingchen was like the first wolf in the snow, clearing the way for the wolves behind with the most resolute attitude.

on the other hand, Qingchen runs a fixed amount of five kilometers a day for training, and he doesn't run too much on purpose. Even if the training is enough, it is necessary to stop training, and you can't directly get rid of these three people.

when everyone gradually stopped, Hu calf suddenly found Qingchen frowning and gently covering his left rib.

"what's wrong" Hu Xiaoniu said curiously, "do you have a side stitch"

Nan Gengchen turned to see how could the physical fitness of Brother Dust still have the possibility of running a side stitch

when he saw the place covered by Qing Dust, he realized a question: "Dust Brother, your ribs haven't grown yet, have you"

"ribs What happened to Qingchen's ribs " Zhang Tianzhen asked doubtfully.

"Dust Brother had two cracked ribs during the last crossing," Nan Gengchen explained. "the doctor told him not to exercise strenuously for 90 days."

now, Zhang naizhen and Hu Xiaomu were really shocked. They did not expect that the teenager who led them was still injured.

if Nan Gengchen hadn't reminded them, they wouldn't have seen it at all!

not to mention the shock of both of them, even Nan Gengchen was shocked.

because if he hadn't found something strange today, he, as an insider, would have almost forgotten that Qingchen was still hurt.

it's too normal for Qingchen to behave every day!

Hu Xiaoniu looked at Qingchen carefully. He couldn't figure out why the other person could get up and run every morning even though he was injured.

moreover, the other party with injuries are the same as nothing else, themselves and Zhang naizhen, Nan Gengchen are not hurt at all, but embarrassed to death.

earlier, when Hu Xiaoniu met Qingchen, he had the impression that the teenager studied well and could kill the enemy.

but now he realizes that his knowledge is too shallow. There is really such a person in the world who is smarter than you, more ferocious than you, more tolerant than you, and harder than you.

Hu Xiaoniu is nothing but richer than Qingchen, but will people like Qingchen really have no money forever

No.

Hu Xiaoniu looked at Qingchen and said, "I really took it, really."

"it's not a big deal," Qingchen calmly said. "if it's really painful, I won't come out for a run."

"I'm a little curious," Hu said strangely. "I didn't mean anything. I just wondered why you joined daylight."

in his opinion, how can a person like Qingchen be inferior to others And obey the boss.

it's not that Hu Xiaomu is rebellious and wants to sow discord.

he really can't figure it out, can't figure it out.

as a matter of fact, Hu Xiaoniu was right, but he didn't know that Qingchen was the boss.

Qingchen thought for a moment and said, "the boss saved my life."

"I see." Hu Xiaoniuxin said that it was indeed Yongquan that saved his life. This is a very good reason.

at this time, the three people who had just finished running five kilometers were supposed to be sitting on the ground awkwardly.

but they looked at Ching-Chen, and suddenly no one was tired of shouting as if they were holding their breath.

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the dust of class during the day is still lying on the desk as if he were asleep.

it was not until the evening that he finally looked up and didn't even have lunch.

Nan Gengchen found it a little strange that even if they slept in class, they should not be able to sleep so well.

now the students in the class have begun to secretly give Qingchen a nickname, saying that he is the god of sleep.

for Qingchen, however, every minute and every second is full, and every time the target moves one meter into the distance, his heart is happy.

when school is over in the evening, Nan Gengchen is going to leave with Qingchen.

however, as soon as he remembered his body, he was pressed back by the celebrating dust: "stay in school, don't go, have a good class."

"Huh" Nan Gengchen was confused for a moment: "Brother Dust, that's not what you usually say, and I think you're ready to go."

"I can go, but you can't," Qingchen said.

"Why" Nan Gengchen was puzzled.

"I am learning from God, aren't you" Qingchen asked calmly.

Nan Gengchen glanced out of the school window at the setting sun that was about to fall behind the buildings, and suddenly asked, "Brother Dust, I can feel that you are more dignified today than yesterday, so there is danger going to happen, so you won't let me leave the school, right"

"Don't think too much, stay in the classroom and finish school normally." Qingchen patted him on the shoulder, turned and walked out of the classroom.

just as Qingchen walked out of the classroom, he was stopped by Xu Zimo, who was also going to Xiancheng to participate in a math competition in Xiancheng. He was from Class 2, Grade 2 next door, as if he had been waiting here just after class.

when the students passed by the two people, they couldn't help looking at them with surprise, and they all seemed a little curious about what would happen between the two high achiever.

but listening to Xu Zimo holding a paper in his hand, he looked at Qingchen and said, "Qingchen, here is a trigonometric function problem. Can you tell me about it"

one side of the students froze, the last monthly exam when Xu Zimo is the first age, the other side has no questions unexpectedly need to ask Qingchen to help talk about it.

Ke Qingchen has been busy sleeping in class recently.

I saw Qingchen's eyes glancing casually across the paper: "I don't know this question."

Xu Zimo hesitated for a moment: "Let me tell you about it."

at this moment, the students who ate melons were all stuck in the same place. It turned out that Xu Zimo was not here to ask questions, but to have nothing to say!

Qingchen calmly looked at Xu Zimo and said earnestly, "I don't have time now, and I don't need it. Thank you."

with that, Qingchen went downstairs.

the afterglow of the evening shines on the corridor, stretching people's shadows on the walls.

Xu Zimo watched the figure of Qing Dust far away and pursed his mouth.

Nan Gengchen murmured in the classroom: "**, ruthless."

Hu Xiaoniu glanced at him, but took it for granted.

Nan Gengchen asked, "Why are you not surprised at all"

"Don't you think it's disagreeable for him to stand with that girl classmate" Hu Xiaoniu said: "the last time I had this feeling, it was on the seedlings." At that time, someone was chasing rice seedlings in the sea, but when we gossiped, we always felt that no matter who was standing with her, it felt very disagreeable. It's like putting a stone next to a bright diamond, no matter who will be overshadowed, and the painting style is a little different. "

"moreover, they are no longer from the same world, and the female classmate's world is still narrow. there is only one way for her to go to school, but Qingchen is different. He is facing a broader world, two worlds."

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Thank you for being a new book reader. Thank you, boss. Thank you!

there is a single chapter explanation of asking for leave. here "Qingchen was surprised that this burly giant had such a beautiful and playful name!just simple and honest Ding Dong did not speak, he slowly squatted down in front of the dust, stretched out hi...