Your Talent Is Good; It’s Now Mine Chapter 14: There must be something wrong with 0 Yuya’s youth story

"Ding~dong——"

As the school bell rang, the old teacher who was over sixty years old paused and said, "After finishing this paragraph, I will leave the get out of class (after class), it will not delay your meal."

"Tsk." Li Ying next to Qian Yuya complained in a low voice: "It's over, it's over, the lunch break is half over."

Qian Yuya nodded in agreement. She was also a little tired after a morning class. After all, there are not only cultural classes in middle school. All students have to practice tactics early in the morning. There are many students here. His ambition is to be admitted to a military academy, and naturally he must be familiar with the knowledge of tactics in advance.

The last class in the morning is a history class. Mr. History is an old pedant who has been in office for decades. Lectures are boring, and he likes to procrastinate, which makes the students' physical needs soar - many students like to teach History class corpses go shit.

The most important thing is that neither the Cultural Academy nor the Military Academy have any demand for historical grades, so everyone just perfunctory this class and listen to it casually.

The same is true for Qian Yuya, her mind has long been flying above the clouds, thinking about what to have for dinner tonight. Thinking of dinner, she would recall Qianyu Liu's strange behavior last night, and Qianyu Liu also made her feel a little strange, as if her whole person became...become...

Being a little silly...

While thinking wildly, Qian Yuya suddenly saw Fang Wenhua across the classroom looking at her. The two looked at each other, Fang Wenhua made a grimace and raised his eyebrows, Qian Yuya covered her mouth, her eyebrows curved into a smile, and Fang Wenhua also smiled.

"Fang Wenhua, is Liezong Sanxing so funny?" Mr. History suddenly raised his voice when he saw Fang Wenhua's small movements.

Fang Wenhua was startled, and hurriedly sat down and shook his head: "It's not funny, it's not funny."

Mr. History looked at the young students sitting below, sighed, and poked at the blackboard with chalk: "Although history can't let you get into the college of your choice, history can make you recognize the development of world events. In Yaoli 422, the traitor Wei Zhi occupied two-thirds of the world and sought to usurp the throne, declaring the official demise of the second Huiyao Dynasty. In the same year, Liezong proclaimed himself emperor in Jinguan County, and swept Wei Zhi and Wu Meng in the next ten years. Waiting for warlords, Sanxing Huiyao, known as the third Huiyao Dynasty in history. For more than 2,000 years of Huiyao's history, there have been countless natural and man-made disasters. It is the desire of the human heart and the destiny of the destiny..."

Suddenly, there was a panicked noise in the corridor outside: "The Statistics Division has entered the academy!"

"The Statistics Division is here to arrest people!"

"What?" The students in the classroom couldn't sit still, and all rushed into the corridor noisily. Mr. History didn't stop him, he just sighed and poked at the blackboard: "Remember, radiance is destiny, destiny..."

"The Department of Statistics came to the school to arrest people?" Li Ying hugged Qian Yuya's arm, a little scared and a little curious: "Is there also a backlash in the school? I heard that the Department of Statistics is a group of people who kill people without blinking, especially love. Perverts torturing prisoners, will they just...wow wow wow, let's go and see!"

Mingming's tone was flustered, but Qian Yuya found that Li Ying was obviously excited, and she was a little speechless - Li Ying's father was the director of Xingke County's registrar department, equivalent to Ding County's butler , I have never seen suffering in the world since I was a child, so it is only natural that I am not afraid of the Statistics Department.

Qian Yuya was not interested in these things, but Li Ying pulled her, and she could only accompany her to the corridor to watch. However, before looking carefully, Qian Yuya heard a loud shout from a distance: "Qian Yuliu, how dare you appear in front of me!?"

Brother! ?

Qian Yuya squeezed the crowd to look over, and saw many people standing on the playground, and Feng Chuanliu, the tall and handsome tactics teacher in the past, suddenly seemed to have changed a person, and rushed towards the man wearing a black vest with a ferocious expression. The young man of the Statistics Department, his shot was a tactic of changing light and shadow.

Qian Yuya still remembers the first time she saw Fengchuanliu—they had just entered school, and Fengchuanliu, as an instructor of tactics, showed them the destructive power of tactics.

Fengchuanliu left deep marks on the stone with just one palm!

Since then, the most naughty students have behaved like quails in the war class!

Later, they learned that Feng Chuanliu was an excellent graduate of Xingke Military Academy. He was strong, no worse than an officer in service, and he was considered one of the best in Xingke County!

However, in the face of Feng Chuanliu's all-out hateful blow, the middle school students saw the young man from the Statistics Department draw an arc with his hands flutteringly——

Clang!

The sound of light bursting, like steel biting!

Not only was Feng Chuanliu's attack perfectly resolved, even his right hand fell into the enemy's control, but when he was twisted so hard, Feng Chuanliu was so sweaty that he turned his back and knelt down!

"Qian... plume! You beast who killed your teacher! Kill me if you have the seeds! Kill me!"

"I'm an operator of the Statistics Department, not a rogue criminal." The young man suppressed Feng Chuanliu, took out his handcuffs and said calmly, "I'm just following the order to arrest the suspects of the Backlight Rebellion. If you are innocent, statistics The Secretary will return your innocence."

"Then why did you kill Mr. Lin, why!" Feng Chuan's face was pressed to the ground, looking at the young man with resentment, so much that his lips were bitten.

The youth did not answer, and ordered other operators to **** Feng Chuanliu back to the car. Feng Chuanliu was dragged away by the operatives, and suddenly burst into laughter: "Kill your teacher, arrest your classmates, Qian Yuliu, your end will be a hundred times worse than ours, a thousand times, I will live, I will live to watch The day you die without a place to be buried!"

The students in the teaching building were talking a lot. The principal and teachers neither stepped forward to stop the Statistics Department, nor chatted with the Statistics Department staff, but stood beside them with gloomy expressions.

At this time, the young man turned his head and glanced at the students in the teaching building. The teaching building suddenly became quiet. Even though they were several tens of meters away, many students didn't dare to look directly at the young man, and took the initiative to look away to avoid looking at each other.

Only Qian Yuya stared straight at the young man~IndoMTL.com~ until the eyes of the two met. After looking at each other, the young man turned to get into the car and left Xingke National Middle School.

"The Department of Statistics actually came to the school to arrest people..."

"Have you heard, that person killed the teacher and came to arrest the classmates. It's like a rabbit who eats grass on the edge of the nest."

"My neighbor was also arrested by the Statistics Department, and he didn't go home after that. I heard that he was dead, and Mr. Feng seems to be finished."

The students were talking a lot, and Qian Yuya returned to the classroom a little lost. At this time, Fang Wenhua suddenly approached and whispered, "Yuya Yuya."

"Huh?"

"Why don't I take you home after school? You see, the Statistics Department is a bunch of perverts. Now they dare to come to the school to arrest people. God knows if they will arrest students. Let's learn to be safe together..."

Qian Yuya stood still, looked at Fang Wenhua sideways, and spit out a word: "Go away."

"What?" Fang Wenhua was stunned, thinking he had heard it wrong.

"Go away!" Qian Yuya scolded angrily, pushed Fang Wenhua away, who was at a loss, and returned to her seat. Li Ying, who was following Qian Yuya, glanced at Fang Wenhua and patted Fang Wenhua on the shoulder sympathetically: "In the future, talk more and use your brain."

Fang Wenhua's mind still didn't turn around: "What did I say wrong?"

Li Ying ignored him and returned to her seat to find Qian Yuya facing out of the window. Li Ying could not see her expression, so she asked cautiously, "Who is that clerk of the Statistics Department? "

It's not hard to guess - Qian is not a big name.

Qian Yuya turned around, took out a handkerchief and wiped her right hand. Li Ying saw that there were several deep tooth marks on the joint of her right thumb, apparently she had just bitten out.

"He's my brother." Qian Yuya said calmly: "Do you know anything about him?"