Rise in the glory of the king system

Chapter 731 Nameless
Kai Chan. "Anonymous Love."

It was like a drama with ups and downs. Diao Chan, who received her diploma, wore a bright red ribbon and gave her graduation speech. Her friend introduced her to a company for an interview, and said that the salary there was good, and it would be bad if she missed it. She was very grateful. The friend's meticulousness, in response to the sound, he agreed.
Unexpectedly, when Diao Chan was only one road away from that company, a shiny black car crashed into Diao Chan's calf—of course, it was not serious. Diao Chan just felt a pain in the bone of her leg, subconsciously to touch the place where it was hit.
The dark and shiny car door was suddenly pushed open, and a bright and handsome man walked out. The man was about young, with silver-white hair like the quiet moonlight, and deep blue eyes like a calm lake. .He was wearing a valuable brand name, and he looked like a businessman who could not be provoked. After all, Diao Chan just graduated from college, and he didn't want to provoke any rich people, so he thought he was unlucky and wanted to leave. The man stretched out his hand Holding Diaochan's right arm, her voice resounded like a ding-dong spring.
"Are you OK?"

The man handed her a thin business card, asking her to call him later, and explaining that he would pay for her medical expenses. Before Diao Chan could reply, the man got into the car with a snap He closed the door and walked away, spreading a cloud of dust everywhere.
Diao Chan stared blankly at the business card, which was neatly printed. It turned out that the man’s name was Kai, and there was a long string of phone numbers attached to it. She raised her wrist and glanced at the digital watch—it was almost time for the interview. I hurried into the company and waited in line to get my number. Her number was 21.
Some of the interviewers who walked out of the small room were joyful, some sighed dejectedly. Diao Chan was also in a panic, wondering if she was qualified for the position. When she was called to meet the interviewer, she was stunned—this is not true. Is it the person who bumped into him just now?What is it called armor?
"Is it you? - My driver didn't pay attention just now and hit you. I will pay your medical bills in full."

Kai asked Diao Chan to sit in front of him, casually flipped through Diao Chan's profile, and there was a wave in his eyes.
"Are you still my sister's classmate?"

He reached out and knocked on the table in front of him, and asked a few questions, and Diao Chan responded fluently. He saw that Diao Chan was beautiful, good at dancing, and Luna's classmate, so he hired her.
Afterwards, because of accidentally bumping into Diao Chan, Kai was always upset, and would treat her to a meal or something from time to time. After that, the relationship between the two gradually became familiar. Diao Chan had a good impression of this temperamental and unassuming president. .Kai also likes Diao Chan's vivaciousness and cleverness.
The two met each other very happily, and they were both young, so they had the idea of ​​falling in love. Therefore, the employees in the company often saw such a scene:
Their usually calm and indifferent Mr. President is carrying an exquisite bento, and the ordinary employee Diao Chan is holding Mr. President's shoulders, sharing the bento with him with a smile.
"A Chan."

It was Diao Chan's birthday today. Kai prepared a grand birthday dinner for her. After returning to the office, he lightly pecked Diao Chan's tender face, and his fingertips slowly slid over Diao Chan's skirt.
"There is another gift for you."

Diao Chan naturally knew what he wanted to do, so she simply let him go. Kai's cold fingertips caressed her fair skin, and slowly penetrated into the tightly closed place.
"Relax. Otherwise you and I will be... very uncomfortable."

The soft, tender intestines were tightly attached to the fingers, as if unwilling to let go. Kai lightly kissed the back of Diao Chan's neck, leaving red marks on her shoulders. The little plum red was particularly conspicuous on the white shoulders. After accommodating the three fingers, Kai entered the slender body.
"Well…"

Diao Chan wrapped her arms around Kai's neck subconsciously, a weak groan sounded from her lips and teeth, her slender neck curved gracefully like a white swan. Kai didn't move until she got used to it.
"Achan. Do you like this gift?"

Kai pushed aside Diao Chan's dark brown hair, kissed her forehead, and asked with a chuckle.
"Well... I like it very much..."

Sleepless night.
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Yun Yao. "What is Ohm's Law."

"Ah Jun—what formula should I use for this question?"

In the evening self-study, the ticking of the clock and the rustling of writing are intertwined, forming a warm picture. Yao, who is biting the pen holder and scribbling on the draft paper, finally gave up and poked Yun Zhongjun beside him and asked .
Yao is a very lively and lovely girl. Although her grades are mediocre, she maintains her skills very well, and has never experienced major ups and downs. Yun Zhongjun is blind, and the books he uses are all specially made Braille books. Although he reads Nothing to see, but his grades are good.
Yao thought Yun Zhongjun couldn't see anything, so she read the title for him with a sweet and crisp voice.
After she finished reading, Yun Zhongjun held his jaw and thought for a while, fumbled for a carbon pen and wrote down the process of solving the problem on the draft paper.
"This question is actually not difficult, just use the modified form of Ohm's law."

Yao scratched her hair in puzzlement, wondering where she had heard this term. It seemed... It seemed to be something the teacher hadn't talked about yet. She stared at Yun Zhongjun's delicate handwriting and asked questions suspiciously.
"What is Ohm's Law?"

The corners of Yun Zhongjun's lips curved slightly to outline a beautiful arc. He took out his physics textbook from his schoolbag, flipped a page skillfully and handed it to Yao.
"This page is about Ohm's law. You can read it."

Yao looked at the braille book, closed her eyes curiously, and stroked the bump with her fingertips. Jun Yunzhong looked at the way Yao was "reading" the book, and smiled helplessly.
"That's not how you read a Braille book. If you look at it this way, you can't see anything."

Yao is a curious baby, always trying to figure out things she doesn't understand.
"Then what do you think?"

Before Yao could finish her sentence, Yun Zhongjun grasped her slender wrist. She felt Yun Zhongjun's powerful heartbeat, held her breath nervously, and dared not open her eyes.
She felt Yun Zhongjun holding her hand, slowly rubbing the strokes of each character, and her clear and steady voice rang in her ears.
"These four words are Ohm's law. Do you understand?"

Yao's ears turned red, she quietly raised her eyes to glance at Yun Zhongjun, and smiled shyly.
"Understood...understood."

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Zhi Zi. "Those things to do with the blackboard report."

Zixia is the literary and art committee member of the class. Every blackboard newspaper she writes can be appreciated by the dean. Today it is her turn to edit the blackboard newspaper——the theme of this issue is childhood. Now it is school time, Zixia and Zhizunbao are the only ones in the empty classroom.
Zixia pinched half of the chalk end and drew on the blackboard. The grooves of the blackboard were densely filled with chalk dust. She wanted to write on the white dove's wings, but because of her height, she couldn't reach it.
Zhizunbao, who was on duty at the side, couldn't help but giggle when he saw the funny look of Zixia trying to stand on tiptoe. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and kindly asked her if she wanted to help. Zixia even laughed at her because he was laughing at her. A little dissatisfied, he glared at Supreme Treasure with a bulging face.
"It's worth your day. Otherwise, I'll tell the class teacher."

Zhizunbao didn't take it seriously, thinking that if a dog bites Lu Dongbin, he doesn't recognize a good heart, so he hummed a tune and went to rinse the rag and wipe the table.
Zixia couldn't reach it, so she moved a table and stepped on it to write. But I don't know if Zixia was unlucky or something else - one of the legs of the table she moved was broken. Naturally, the broken table couldn't support Zixia's weight. , swaying as if about to fall.
Zixia panicked. If she fell, she probably would have sprained her ankle if she didn't break a bone. She wanted to grab something, but there was nothing above the blackboard, and she couldn't catch anything. The table wobbled and fell to the ground.
"Want to help?"

As soon as Supreme Treasure, who had rinsed the dishcloth, came in, he saw Zixia anxiously biting her lips with a look of bewilderment, and asked in a long tone jokingly.
"Ehhhhhhh!"

Zixia didn't have time to answer, she fell backward without stepping on her foot firmly. Zhizunbao quickly threw the rag aside, supported Zixia with her wet hands, and firmly embraced her in her arms.
"...Zixia, should you lose weight?"

"…roll!"

……

Jie Kong. "I actually like you."

"...Brother Monkey, are you going to drink a Gu?"

Recently, Zhu Bajie looks at his good brother Sun Wukong very abnormally. He always looks at himself with the look that he owes him 100 million, hesitant to speak. People say that one drink is worth a hundred sorrows, so Zhu Bajie plans to ask Sun Wukong to go Have a drink or two in the restaurant.
"...Let's go."

Sun Wukong glanced at him listlessly, scratched his lush hair, and followed him into the noisy restaurant. Looking at the sake served, Monkey King was not interested—he had never seen any jade plate delicacies when he was making troubles in the Heavenly Palace. ?He is no longer interested in the food in the world. Zhu Bajie is very interested, sipping the wine. Sun Wukong glanced at the sake casually, and sighed with familiarity.
"I'm talking about Brother Monkey - what's been going on with you lately. I see you've been listless lately. Did something happen to you?"

After three glasses of wine, Zhu Bajie still couldn't resist his curiosity. He knocked on the table in front of him and asked Sun Wukong. Sun Wukong put on an expression like "I don't want to care about you."
"Brother Monkey, are you looking for a girl from some family?"

Zhu Bajie saw that Sun Wukong seemed to be indifferent, so he simply wanted to talk to him seriously. But Sun Wukong is such a smart person that he didn't get shot.
"I said I had a crush on you—do you believe it?"

Monkey King straightened his back and took a sip of the not-so-strong wine, as if he didn't seem to be joking.
"...Brother Monkey. You don't want to tell me and you don't need to find such a high-sounding reason?"

Zhu Bajie's mind is not bright, but he also guessed that there was something in Monkey King's words.
"but--"

Sun Wukong was hesitating to speak but kept pulling a long tone, and there was a hint of cunning in his dark eyes.
"I've been thinking about you lately—doesn't that mean I fancy you?"

……

Liang Yi. "No matter how beautiful the memory is, no matter how difficult it is to let go."

"Don't touch my dear lord."

"Heh. Your lord, is it worth Yi to touch?"

In front of the wind, the flute blows the rain obliquely, and the hairpin in the drunken crown is upside down. In the camp, the military masters of Shu and Wei huddled together and had a long talk. Their eyes met, as if the sky was full of stars. As long as one opened his mouth, the other would definitely refute without mercy, The final result is naturally mutual silence.
"If you and I were ordinary people, maybe we wouldn't be so exhausted."

Zhuge Liang displayed the feather fan that refused to leave his hand, looked at Sima Yi quietly, and said this sentence without thinking. Sima Yi glanced at Zhuge Liang inexplicably, and said nothing, but there was a slight wave in his eyes.
It would be great if you and I were really just ordinary people. Then there would be no endless quarrels.
"If you and I are ordinary people, don't we have to care about the world?"

Because of the sultry weather, Sima Yi fanned the wind casually with his hands, but there were still dense beads of sweat oozing out. Zhuge Liang watched him silent for a while, then handed the exquisitely crafted feather fan to Sima Yi, and asked him to fan the wind. Sima Yi watched Without looking at it, he pushed away the feather fan with a disgusted look on his face.
"Your fan, you should use it yourself."

Zhuge Liang slid onto Sima Yi's shoulders, but Sima Yi didn't resist. No one made a sound. The moonlight shining in the silence was extraordinarily bright.
"...Kong Ming."

Sima Yi called out suddenly, which surprised Zhuge Liang. In his impression, he always called himself "you", and sometimes called "Zhuge Xiaoer" in a hurry, but he had never heard him called "Kong Ming". Sima Yi had expected Knowing that he would react like this, he stared straight at those beautiful eyes, and couldn't help but sigh that it was really good to get the word Kong Ming.
Bright, bright. Kong, very. Kong Ming, very bright. Just like his black eyes, clear and translucent.
"Zhongda, let Liang indulge for a while."

Zhuge Liang also called out softly, and without waiting for Sima Yi to reply, he kissed the cool lips, and the lips and teeth were close together, bringing out a trace of ambiguity.
Sleepless night.
The next day, Zhuge Liang looked at Sima Yi who was curled up in the corner of the bed and frowning, raised his fingertips to smooth his brows, and slowly kissed him on the forehead.
"After Liang, I will definitely not pester you again... Zhongda."

Later, in Wuzhangyuan, Zhuge Liang passed away peacefully. At the moment when his heartbeat was about to stop, he thought of Sima Yi crying that night but still refusing to give in, and also thought of his last words when he left him.
After Liang, I will definitely not pester you again... Zhong Da.
That's right... You must be very happy that Liang has gone like this...

After all, there is no one to compete with you anymore... Zhong Da... In the end, the star will fall, it is a destiny that cannot be violated.
Later, on Huangquan Road, whenever ghosts of all kinds drank Mengpo soup in a daze, there was always one person who scanned the ghosts with hopeful eyes, and then all the hope in his eyes disappeared.
Zhongda... where are you...

But... Liang hopes that he will never see you here.

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Ce Qiao. "The destination of a lifetime."

Legend has it that in the depths of the dark forest, there lives a witch. It is said that the witch is as bright as the autumn moon, and can realize people's wishes through boundless mana. It is said that when the wish is fulfilled, the witch will exchange an item for an equal amount .The more difficult the wish to achieve, the more expensive the item in exchange.
However, there are always disobedient children sneaking into the forest, looking for the elusive witch to realize their immature wishes. Baihu is one of them-although he is no longer a child. Returning to the destination, I took the flying sickle, which is very precious to me, to find the witch.
The forest is filled with deep and endless darkness, the horror of the monster vines and strange trees, the mournful howls of the birds and beasts, everything makes people stop. The white tiger swallowed nervously, but he heard ethereal voices behind him. female voice.
"Here is not where you should come."

The white tiger turned around abruptly, and subconsciously waved the sickle. The sharp edge of the knife cut across a falling green leaf. Behind him, there was a silence, which was so chilling.
"who are you?"

Bai Hu frowned, and asked in a high-pitched voice. His voice echoed in the quiet forest, and there was a vague echo. Without warning, he saw a pair of slender white hands on his shoulders.
Those hands are as white as jade, with skin like creamy fat. With slender and delicate fingers, the crystal-like nails embellished with soft catkins are like bright stars in the night sky. Bai Hu turned his head and met a pair of silent eyes like the night sky. Knowing how she appeared behind him, he, who has always been keen, didn't notice it.
"Oh? It's still a wolf."

The man slowly moved his hand away from the white tiger's shoulder, and a bright blue butterfly slowly fell from his fingertips.
"This butterfly will guide you out of the forest."

Baihu stubbornly refused to leave. He told the man in front of him that he was looking for the legendary witch. The man was slightly taken aback when he heard this, and then told him that he was the witch. The simple Baihu believed it without much hesitation. Two After the people exchanged names, Baihu knew that the witch was called Qiao Ying.
"What do you want me to do?"

Qiao Ying clenched the staff tightly in her hand, and asked Baihu in a deep voice. Baihu raised his immature cheeks and told her that he wanted to find his destination for the rest of his life.
"...You treat me like an old man under the moon?"

Because of Baihu's cute and cute appearance, Qiao Ying had a somewhat good impression of him, and she opened her mouth jokingly with her curved eyes.
Baihu also has a good impression of the witch in front of him. In the stories he has read, the witch is wrinkled and fierce, but the witch in front of him is as beautiful as a flower, and her voice is extraordinarily ethereal and sweet.
"It's not difficult to realize your wish. But, what do you want to exchange?"

Qiao Ying picked up a fresh flower at random, and casually asked Baihu. Baihu tilted his head and grinned, revealing a row of sharp teeth.
"How about White Tiger exchanging himself?"

In that way, you will be my home for the rest of my life.
(End of this chapter)