Hidden Assassin: Volume 6 Under the Blue Sky, Section 269 Trivial

How do you know Lei Qing, see him nodding and bowing in front of you, is he? "Close the door and pull up the seat belt, Jia Ming asked curiously.

"His family is very powerful, much larger than the Dongfang family. How can I owe me money, I just know his sister Lei Ying." Yahan smiled, "Lei Qing is the second young master of the Lei family and has an older brother. There is a sister who is very powerful and powerful. I don’t know his elder brother Lei Xin, but I heard that I have officially mastered the operation of the Lei’s Group. I don’t have a close relationship with Lei Ying, but I’m always a friend. I met in the UK. At that time, there were several taekwondo and karate gymnasiums that united to suppress the Chinese martial arts gym. As a result, she was a girl who ran over and kicked one every day, directly overturning all nearby martial arts gyms. It’s big news in Cambridge. We all regard her as a hero."

"Oh oh, Lei Ying...Poor little brother Lei..." Jia Ming nodded, but saw Yahan glance over strangely: "What are you doing?"

"I think Lei Ying’s personality is very similar to the Jian Suyan you played, but she is not as pretty as Jian Suyan, and not as arrogant as you... I heard you say that you had a prototype when you were a kid, Jiu Xun When I was acting as a European killer, this Jian Suyan, don’t you know Lei Ying, do you?"

"Lei Ying...I admit that I have heard of it, but Jian Suyan is not her..."

"Who is that?"

"Jian Suyan..." There was silence in the car, Jia Ming's expression was frozen there, his mouth opened, but he didn't say anything, his gaze cast into the sky in front of him, as if he was looking for an appropriate adjective in his heart. After his expression returned to normal, he smiled bitterly and shook his head

"I don't know who she is. It's hard to tell..."

"Is there such a person?" Yahan's eyes widened.

"Yeah." Jia Ming nodded, "I have only seen it twice and never said anything. I am not very familiar either, anyway...I would rather offend Pei Luojia than this woman..." /

"Then you still pretend to be her?"

"Hehe, didn't I expect Pei Luojia to offend her..." He smiled expectantly and looked out the window. The car passed by the traffic, surrounded by tall buildings, red, green and green fancy advertisements. On the side of the road are the smiling faces of people who are still bustling with New Year's joy, and he is in this steel jungle named Jianghai. The peace you can feel...

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In short, whether Pei Luojia, Yanhuang awakening, or miracle of creation, the life and death and deceit caused by the dark world some time ago have officially come to an end since leaving the United States and returning to Jianghai. The Spring Festival of Yimao Year has just passed. Everyone is one year older, and in everyone's eyes, he has returned to the seventeen-year-old who is somewhat dull, somewhat honest, somewhat proud and somewhat kind.

"Hi. Jia Ming, come here, but I haven't seen you for a few days, oh, and Teacher Zhang..."

"Yes, after the Spring Festival a few days ago, a large group of people returned to their hometown to worship their ancestors."

"Yes, yes, you are a big family, it has always been this habit... By the way, you take this package of MSG."

"How?"

"The girl Lingjing just came out to buy MSG. It happened that Shasha and her father came over, saying that it was a New Year greeting to Master Ye, and Lingjing ran back to set off firecrackers. As a result, MSG paid for the MSG and forgot to take it. I didn’t say that. Your daughter-in-law has always been frizzy. Now, there is still some change..."

"Hehe, give it to me, give it to me..."

"By the way, Teacher Zhang, I haven't seen you for many days, I have something, I don't know..."

"Heh, Lin Bo, just call me Xiao Zhang, what's the matter?"

"That's it. My Xiaohui is the last semester of junior high this year. We want her to enter a better high school, but her grades can only be regarded as medium. The girl has a gentle personality, but at least she is obedient. A child who never messes up..."

Just after the New Year’s Day, the community is also full of lively and festive appearances. The three most lively and compact days have passed. Occasionally people who stop by can still hear the crackling firecrackers. Children are in the streets and residential buildings. Chasing and playing, there are small firecrackers and fireworks. Even though they have been cleaned, they can still be found in the corners and under the telephone poles. When they passed the commissary, the owner Lao Lin said hello to the two. , And then talked to Yahan about the admission qualifications of Sacred Heart College.

I studied in the Ye Family's martial arts school for a period of time. Later, although there was a half-year vacuum period, everyone still knew each other. Although I don’t know the specific status of Yahan in the Sacred Heart Academy, I always know that she is a saint. Xin’s teacher stood there and chatted for a few minutes. Yahan was in a very good mood these days and showed him a few ways. Then he walked with the Jia Ming and Ye Jia Wuguan who was holding the MSG, leaving behind the old Lin with a bright face. Say thank you.

"I didn't know that the upright teacher Yahan would also teach people to walk through the back door."

"Where is the back door, run the relationship appropriately, this is actually a formal way, OK? You also know that when the water is clear, there will be no fish. If you really want to go through the back door, at the beginning, you, 沙沙, entered the Sacred Heart. There were no cutscenes, so I went directly to the director of the admissions office and said something, is it good to go through the back door."

"...Is that going to your back door?"

"...Yes...Are you leaving tonight?"

"Uh..."

There was a moment of silence, and Yahan helped his glasses on the bridge of his nose. The two looked at each other lazily from the corner of the street, then smiled "cutly" and walked towards the gate of the martial arts hall not far away.

Ye’s martial arts gymnasium also held winter vacation classes, but no one was recruited this year, so it was temporarily suspended. Entering the martial arts hall, two senior members of the Shazhu gang were moving their muscles and bones on the ring. Others People were making noises at the ring. Most of these people knew Jia Ming and nodded to him with a smile. Two people saw Yahan and whistled with a smile. Dressed in a suit and leather shoes, Xiao Meng, who seemed to be polite, greeted Jia Ming respectfully. In the case of the gods Wunian hijacking the Sacred Heart Academy, this Shazhu gang's swordsman knew how powerful Jia Ming was, and met a few times after hitting that, and he has been quite respectful all the time.

Passed the atrium. I heard the sound of the TV coming from the back room, Duan Jingxian was talking to Liu Zheng, while deciding whether it was her daughter.

"...The girl is frivolous. I can't buy a MSG. It is estimated that I will not be able to marry in the future. It is better to be rusty, and everything is clean and neat..."

"Where, we in Gazasha are like a boy. If it weren’t for your family’s quiet influence, I’m afraid she’d come out with me. You don’t know that fights were common when she was a child. Look, but I want to talk about marrying. I guess I want to marry

There are a lot of quiet people, but no one dares to marry our family rustle, ha

"Isn’t there Jiaming? When I was a kid, I kept saying that Lingjing was Jiaming’s child bride-to-be, but it turned out to be okay... Uh. Lingjing, why are you still standing? Why don’t you go out to buy MSG!"

"Oh."

Lingjing's simple answer came out, and then the door was opened. Wearing a black cotton jacket and jeans, Ling Jing rushed out headlessly, with two braids dangling behind her head, and almost collided with Jia Ming with an "Ah" sound.

"You... Jiaming!"

"Hey, MSG."

A look of joy appeared on Lingjing's face, and then she reacted and picked up the MSG. At the same time, she saw Yahan next to her. The voices of Mother Ye and Liu Zheng came from the door: "Is Jia Ming here?"

"Ah, Sister Yahan is here too. I'll go out and set off firecrackers." Lingjing said, Chong Jiaming smiled, and took the MSG and ran outside the door. Jia Ming shrugged and stuffed a few boxes of gifts into Yahan's hands, who also had no gaps. Then he chased Lingjing out: "Hey, MSG, why did you take it out again..."

Holding a lot of gifts, Yahan looked at the chaotic scene wryly, and the door opened again in front of her eyes. Duan Jingxian smiled and greeted her: "Yahan is here... uh, why do you hold it? With so many things, come in quickly, you are not afraid of a fall... By the way, what about Jia Ming, isn't he here too?"

"Auntie Ye has a happy new year... Jia Ming, he went out to chase MSG. The boxes above were bought by Jia Ming, this kid..."

"Hehe, come in, come in, it's cold..."

Here, Mama Ye pulled Yahan in, and then met Liu Zheng and greeted him. On the other hand, Lingjing and Jiaming also went out, Lingjing holding firecrackers in one hand and a cigarette in the other. Take a sip, coughing trembling all over.

"Hey, let me come, see how scared you look..."

"Ahem...what's so scary about this, I'm just choked...ah-" She smiled and touched the fuse to the cigarette butt, she screamed and jumped back and threw the firecrackers. Amidst the festive sound of firecrackers and the diffuse smoke, Lingjing blocked her ears with her fingers, and was held in her arms by Jia Ming with one hand. After a while, the sound of firecrackers stopped, seeing that no one saw anyone at both ends of the street, Lingjing smiled and raised his head, gave Jiaming a soft kiss on the cheek, and turned and walked inside.

"You are a hen, what a touch like this..." Following Lingjing's side, Jia Ming curled his lips and said softly.

"Then you are a rooster." Lingjing tweeted lightly.

"Where is another hen?"

"While doing homework for winter vacation in the room, she hasn't finished writing for a half, and is busy copying now... Go in, my mother is thinking about you, but I haven't seen it for a few days. Rarely... It looks like you are more like her biological son. She would talk about me at home. Could it be that we were deliberately turned off? I am the daughter of Uncle Gu and Auntie Gu. Are you the biological son of your parents?"

"Take this bag of MSG so that they will recognize you as their biological daughter."

"Yes, why did you go there again..."

"You are stupid..."

I said I went in with a smile, followed by a polite New Year greeting. Anyway, the Ye family is no different from Jia Ming's own home. After saying a few words, Lingjing was dragged into her bedroom. The quiet and quiet boudoir has always been simple and elegant. It is not the first time Jiaming has come. Seeing Shasha sitting at the desk copying winter homework, Jiaming walked over from behind and suddenly hugged her, his hands covered the girl's swollen chest. before.

There was not much reaction, I rustled the homework questions, but frowned just now but there was a smile. A moment later, he smiled and said, "How about you? Husband."

"I have touched it so many times, not to mention that now that there are so many clothes, where can I feel..."

"Then let go, don't bother me to do my homework, I don't want to be read by the teacher when school starts, if you want to be dissatisfied, go toss and go quietly..."

"I will help my mother choose vegetables."

Lingjing smiled and escaped from the room. Every time Jia Ming and Sha Sha unite, she is probably the one to be tossed, but it is naturally impossible to be here now. After staying in the room for a while, Jia Ming also ran to the kitchen to help. However, in the kitchen there were only Di Ye Han wearing an apron and acting as a chef and Duan Jingxian, who was choosing dishes. Ling Jing was not in it, so I don't know where to go to be lazy. Jia Ming wanted to help, but was pushed out by Mother Ye: "Boys, don't be so diligent. These are all things done by girls. If you learn too well, they won't be able to go out in the future..." /

"Ke Ye Dad..."

"Hehe." Dad Ye, who looks fierce but very easy-going, smiled at him, "I am a painful example of this theory. Go out and go out."

Out of the kitchen, Yahan and Liu Zheng were chatting in the living room. Lingjing was taking a big bed out of the parents’ bedroom. Jiaming and Yahan met and asked, "How Up?"

"Do you want to help?"

"No, I just made the bed in the attic. Jia Ming will sleep here from tonight. Anyway, I did a thorough cleaning before Xiao Nian, so I just need to take the quilt up."

Most of the winter and summer vacations~IndoMTL.com~ Jiaming lives in the small attic here, and the Huang family has less and less to go there. Although Lingjing said that he does not need to help, Jiaming still laughs He took the quilt in the past, this is also his own home, and there is nothing to give in. The smell of food came out of the kitchen. Jia Ming and Lingjing arranged a room in the attic. After a while, Yahan and Liu Zheng also walked up, saying they were helping, but in fact they visited.

At noon, two tables were set up in the martial arts hall, and more than a dozen people ate separately. Originally, Liu wanted to take a group of younger brothers away, but he was forced to stay by Ye’s father and mother. Preparing meals is a bit more troublesome, but this action also has invisible good consequences.

At two o’clock in the afternoon, someone from another martial arts gym came to kick the gym. He said that it was natural to learn from each other. In fact, it was the person who had had several frictions with Ye Han before. It was probably a whim after drinking too much during the Chinese New Year. I called some thugs over to make trouble, and happened to collide with a group of gangster thugs who were full of food and drink. The result is self-evident. If Ye Han hadn't been kindly persuaded, it is estimated that those people would have to lie down in the hospital for more than half a year. After days, the martial arts hall was smashed clean, Liu Zheng naturally cursed and swore that this matter had nothing to do with him, but probably no one wanted to study the authenticity.

The ordinary and trivial life passed day by day in the festive atmosphere of the New Year. After the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month, Sacred Heart College officially opened. The second half of the second year of high school seemed uninterrupted. Amid the sound of absolute firecrackers, it officially began.