Rise in the glory of the king system

Chapter 740 Really
Ma Chao slowly coughed out a mouthful of blood. He straightened up tremblingly and reached for Zhao Yun's hand. Zhao Yun knew what he meant. After pressing him back, he held the cold hand that had almost no temperature. Ma Chao sighed with relief. His tone was like a murmur.
"My family...have almost been killed by Cao Cao's traitors...the hatred of exterminating the family is irreconcilable..."

Ma Chao's voice became hoarse.
"No one has ever made me feel so warm...except you. But I...may have to go first..."

"I want to...hug you for the last time. Zilong..."

Zhao Yun didn't wait for Ma Chao to finish speaking, and hugged him tightly. But the person in his arms had quietly lost his warmth. Zhao Yun clenched his fists tightly to keep his tears from falling.
"Meng Qi...Zilong...have always liked you."

This is what he once longed for and longed to hear, but it is a pity that he can no longer hear it now.
……

Liang Yu. "Fire."

"Do you believe that fire can kill?"

In the quiet night, such an inexplicable question by Zhou Yu seemed extremely abrupt. The stars all over the sky were reflected in his obsidian-like eyes. The little stars in the black were gilded, showing calm and containing a trace of warm and cold Zhuge Liang glanced at Zhou Yu with the eyes of looking at the spirit/spirit/sickness/human beings—this is unattainable in the eyes of innocent girls, and he always failed his own second child in Jixia College. Come on, this kind of question is simply not a question. How could such a weak/intelligent question spit out from this perfect and almost invulnerable mouth?
"After all, water and fire have no mercy. But the probability of fire being fatal is not very high."

Although he disdained such idiot/idiot questions, the little genius still answered Zhou Yu's question seriously with scientific theories. When he raised his eyes, he met the slightly lonely eyes.
"Yeah. Someone is as dazzling as a flame. Such an eye-catcher. Such a fiery light can turn everything around him to ashes."

Zhou Yu's unclear words made Zhuge Liang faintly feel that something was wrong. He was keenly aware that this Wannian second child must have some unspoken secrets from him. Otherwise, he would not be so sentimental.
Zhuge Liang knew that with Zhou Yu's arrogance, it was impossible to get any important news from him, so he chuckled casually and agreed.
"Belittle yourself like this just to praise me? Thank you so much, Zhou Gongjin."

Unsurprisingly, he saw flames jumping rapidly at Zhou Yu's fingertips. This was a sign of Zhou Yu's anger - this guy had a quirk of burning things when he was unhappy. He burned a lot during the time in Jixia College Something. Zhuge Liang just stared at Zhou Yu quietly, with a faint smile on his lips, as if he was watching an extremely interesting drama.
"Hey. Are you really not afraid of me burning you? Zhuge Kongming?"

The flames gradually approached Zhuge Liang's delicate and calm face. Zhou Yu squinted his eyes, and let out a short laugh from his lips and teeth, with a hint of self-deprecating. He asked back, but his tone was extraordinarily certain.
"You dare not. Liang knows. You definitely dare not."

Zhuge Liang lightly shook the feather fan, sending himself a cool breeze. Taking advantage of Zhou Yu's distraction, he took the opportunity to hold his thin wrist, and spoke in a flat tone. Yes, only he knew that what Zhou Yu said was a joke. After going through so many ups and downs together, how dare he burn himself at will. Sure enough, he saw that the color of the flame dimmed a lot. Zhou Yu's face was extraordinarily pale under the swaying flames, so white that it penetrated.
"you win."

After saying these words, Zhou Yu snapped his fingers, and the flames slowly dissipated like dust in the air. He stood up casually, and the bright red cloak rustled behind him, making his face even paler. Zhuge Liang knew that There must be something unknown behind this, but I still haven't pursued it.
The next day Zhuge Liang went to find Zhou Yu, only to find that his house had been burnt to ashes. The smoke in the house made him cough. He bent down and entered the dilapidated house, and he saw the scene he was most unwilling to accept.
Zhou Yu lay silently in the ashes, with burn marks on his fair skin. The spots of scarlet made Zhuge Liang's heart twitch. He slowly moved closer to the man who had long since lost his breath, only to find that his hands were tightly clenched. An envelope, and only that envelope was preserved intact.
In the letter was a notice of critical illness and a few few words.
You are the dazzling flame. I hope I can be the dust that melts into the air to set off your light.
Zhuge Liang recalled Zhou Yu's childish question - do you believe that fire can kill?
"Gongjin...fire can really kill...Liang this time...I really believe it."

……

Liang Yi. "Destiny."

"I have controlled the general trend of history, and the Sima family will eventually stand on top of the generation!"

The bright stars in the sky are reflected on the dark horizon, and the moonlight looks like a clear rainbow. The fine raindrops are falling down, like endless soft threads in the air. The red, green and blue flames are on the fingertips Flickering, the fiery flames appear a bit cold in the quiet night, just like the will-o'-the-wisps in the cemetery.
Zhuge Liang, who claims to be a little genius, naturally knew that this was just a simple flame reaction, so he didn't react too much in surprise. He just stared curiously at the person who manipulated the flame. That person had his back to Zhuge Liang, So Zhuge Liang couldn't see his face clearly, but from the straight back, he could guess that he should be a resolute person.
The man seemed to have sensed Zhuge Liang's arrival, his lips and teeth moved into a short sneer, and then he turned around abruptly, floating in front of Zhuge Liang like a ghost. Only then did Zhuge Liang see his face clearly - pale as if he had lost too much blood, only Those bright black eyes are so piercing that they seem to be able to penetrate people's soul.
"A greedy wolf has the power to swallow the sky, swallowing you, isn't it easy?"

Zhuge Liang curled his lips, thinking that there must be something wrong with this guy's brain. He encountered such a second-level illness on the first night when he came to Jixia College, which was probably a bad omen. He took a few steps back and saw clearly The badge pinned to the chest by the man. The three characters Sima Yi refracted the moonlight of the broken silver, showing some light faintly.
Sima Yi raised his hand and hooked Zhuge Liang's jaw, forcing him to look at him at the same level. Zhuge Liang felt some pain from his sharp nails, so he stretched out his hand to slap the mischievous hand away, but he was stunned when the finger bones touched him. Those hands were cold It's like losing temperature, it's so cold that it makes people shudder.
"Destiny is decided by me."

The flames gradually approached Zhuge Liang's face, and Sima Yi's face became more and more clear. He flicked the hair hanging on his shoulders and arms, and smiled strangely, as if a god of death who could control life and death faced an old man. Excited like a human being.
"Liang is a freshman at Jixia College. Please show some respect, classmate Sima Yi."

Zhuge Liang was not used to being touched like this on the first day. Zhuge Liang quickly grabbed Sima Yi's right wrist, took the opportunity to pull him in front of him, and fixedly stared at the obsidian-like clear eyes. eye.
"Oh. The mentor told me. You are the newborn Zhuge Kongming? Then you remember me—I am the son of destiny. I can control destiny—destiny is in my hands."

Zhuge Liang actually wanted to push Sima Yi's bangs back and check the temperature on his forehead to see if he had a fever. But he thought it would be impolite to do so, so he didn't do it. But he was still nervous about this self-proclaimed son of destiny, and his words didn't match up. The guy behind the language doesn't really have a good impression.
"This is the destiny that you cannot defy—!"

Sima Yi casually extinguished the flame at his fingertips, and used his fingernails dipped in gold powder to touch the back of Zhuge Liang's hand, leaving a shiny mark. Then he raised his wide cuffs and left without looking back. His figure gradually disappeared into the darkness. Only then did Zhuge Liang come to his senses. Glancing at the mark on the back of his hand, he wanted to wipe it off, but found that the mark seemed to be tightly stuck to the back of his hand, and he couldn't wipe it off no matter what.
"This guy... is really strange."

On the second day when he formally entered school, Zhuge Liang was placed next to Sima Yi, a middle school boy, by Teacher An. Although Zhuge Liang was very reluctant, there was no other vacancy in the classroom besides Sima Yi. So he could only obediently Sitting next to Sima Yi.
"Long time no see. My partner."

Zhuge Liang glanced at Sima Yi inexplicably, wondering when he became his partner. Sima Yi naturally saw Zhuge Liang's doubts, he pointed to the golden mark on the back of Zhuge Liang's hand with a sneer, and explained.
"Didn't I say it before? This is the destiny you cannot defy—"

Zhuge Liang also laughed lightly, and took the mechanical feather fan and patted Sima Yi's shoulder twice. The blue feather fan miraculously soaked through his shoulder, and then fell steadily back into Zhuge Liang's palm.
"Your information will be saved in Liang. Then, let's work together. Liang's partner——Student Sima Yi? High-five as proof?"

The two hands pressed together lightly and lightly, making a crisp sound.
"Then. The combination is called Liang Yi's combination."

"Oh, shouldn't it be called Yiliang?"

These two people formed a partner inexplicably. Zhuge Liang found out in the day and night that Sima Yi was actually a student with good grades, but because of his weird personality, he was not very popular, and no one wanted to talk to him. Sima Yi liked to eat steamed buns. , I eat one or two buns almost every day. It just so happens that Zhuge Liang also likes buns very much, maybe because the two of them have the same hobbies, and the relationship is not as stiff as before.
It wasn't until that day that the instructor had been in class for a long time, and Sima Yi appeared with a sullen face. The instructor didn't say anything, and let him go back to sit. Sima Yi didn't chirp and say that he was the son of destiny, but silently looked at the pages of the book Zhuge Liang obviously sensed something was wrong, but the instructor was still teaching, so it was not easy to ask questions. He had to wait until the class was over, stopped Sima Yi who was about to leave, and asked questions.
"Sima, what happened to you today?"

Sima Yi was uncharacteristically silent. Zhuge Liang didn't urge him, but just looked at him quietly. After a long time, Sima Yi slowly opened his lips to break the silence.
"I'm leaving Jixia Academy tomorrow. I'm going to marry someone I'm engaged to..."

How could Sima Yi not know that the woman with whom he was engaged to be married was a peerless woman. But he had never liked that woman, never. It would be a very painful thing to be forced to marry someone he didn't like.
"Then... I wish you happiness."

From Sima Yi's words, Zhuge Liang guessed that he didn't like that woman at all, but he didn't try to keep her too much, just handed him the feather fan he carried with him. He slowly kissed Sima Yi's forehead, Light as a superficial touch.
He knew that this affection for Sima Yi could only end here.
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Chaoyi. "For love."

"Who do you think you are? You can show off your power in school? If it weren't for your father's face, why would our school accept sports students? You don't know how much you weigh yourself?!"

It's night. There are only one or two stars dotted in the night sky, as dim as a dark and heavy curtain. In the empty corridor, the sound of high-heeled shoes being stamped on the ground is sharp and piercing. The broken silver moonlight shines in from the window, stretching the Two dark shadows.
The young dean was so angry that his face was livid, pointing at the student who caused him to be deducted a month's wages and was reported and criticized many times without repentance, and he could hardly finish his sentence. , the obscenities were smashed down.
With his eyes downcast, Ma Chao carelessly scratched the water stains on the ground with the tip of his shoes—maybe the aunt who swept the floor didn’t clean it up, and there were still some water stains on the ground, which made it slippery to step on. As a "bad student" in the eyes of the teacher, He has long been used to coming to the Academic Affairs Office. He is a sports student. If it weren't for his father's close relationship with the principal of this school, it would be impossible for him to come here with his poor grades. When I came to this school, because of going through the back door, those students who are good at studying in the class can't help but treat him coldly. But his roommates treat him very well. So Ma Chaochao is quite comfortable.
"Call your class teacher and ask him to pick you up!"

The dean seemed to be tired of scolding, and he handed Ma Chao his fashionable and exquisite mobile phone. Ma Chao was taken aback, and then the face of the head teacher appeared in his mind. His head teacher was called Sima Yi, probably because he was not in good health. , his face was always pale as if he had lost too much blood. There are so many excellent teachers in the school, Ma Chao only likes this head teacher who teaches history - that's because Sima Yi treats him equally as he treats other students, not because he is a sportsman who goes through the back door. Born to look down on him. This makes Ma Chao have a good impression of him.
"That...director...I know I was wrong...you can punish me however you want...can you not call my head teacher?"

Ma Chao didn't want Sima Yi to think that he was a hopelessly bad student, so he always said good things and tried to make the dean hide all this and not tell Sima Yi. But this time the dean was probably really angry. And Ma Chao believed that , when Sima Yi comes, this bullying dean will reveal all his previous "brilliant deeds", and then he will be completely ruined.
Seeing that Ma Chao dared to fight back, the teaching director glared angrily, indicating that there was no need to discuss the matter. Ma Chao could only open the call bar silently, swiped his fingertips in the input box a few times, and pressed the dial button. There was a beeping sound, and a voice that Ma Chao was familiar with could no longer be heard from the phone.
"Hey?"

There was a sense of exhaustion in the short question. Ma Chao twisted the hem of his clothes with one hand, and stood there in a daze. He really didn't want Sima Yi, who had been in class for a day, because he couldn't take a good rest, but now it seems that he There seems to be no choice.
"Are you my student?"

Seeing that the other party didn't answer, Sima Yi boldly made a guess. Because if it was really the dean, it would be impossible for him to hesitate for so long. The one who hesitated and dared not speak must be one of his students who made a mistake.
"Well... Teacher... I'm Ma Chao. That... Can you come to the Academic Affairs Office now?"

Ma Chao was prepared to be ridiculed to death by Sima Yi, but his answer was indeed a simple "I'll be there right away", followed by a beep after hanging up the phone.
It didn't take long for Sima Yi to come to Ma Chao's side. He selectively ignored the glaring dean, bowed hastily, and dragged Ma Chao away. The destination he took Ma Chao to was the dormitory. Along the way Neither of the two of them spoke, and the atmosphere was very silent. In the end, Sima Yi spoke first, and he poked Ma Chao's sore spot as soon as he opened his mouth.
"This week's weekly exam results are posted at the back of the classroom, have you checked?"

Of course Ma Chao went to see it—he is a very serious student who is partial to subjects. He scored first in the chemistry test, but history—the subject taught by his favorite teacher—unfortunately only got one choice right. I got the last one in the test—in fact, Ma Chao glanced at his deskmate for the only correct multiple-choice question. In fact, he didn’t get any of the more than 50 choices correct.
"Should you reflect on it? Do you think I didn't know about your violation of discipline before?" It turns out that Sima Yi already knew about his previous "glorious deeds". The tips of Ma Chao's ears were slightly red, and the entire earlobe seemed to be bright red coral.
"You go back and write me a review. The number of words is not limited. Give me a good reflection. Go back to the dormitory first."

Being looked down upon by his favorite teacher, Ma Chao was also a little depressed. He went back to the dormitory listlessly, and saw his roommates doing their own things. Seeing that Ma Chao was back, Liu Bei would lie upside down on the bed. The straw hat was removed, revealing the yogurt underneath. Zhao Yun also took out a steamed bun wrapped in a plastic bag from his sleeve. Both of them handed the yogurt and steamed bun to him.
"Why don't you go to have dinner? The school doesn't allow you to bring food out of the cafeteria. Zilong and I managed to hide it from the student union and bring you something to eat."

Unexpectedly, Ma Chao did not go to pick it up, but came to the small refrigerator in silence, took a can of Coke and pried it open, then sat on his bed and drank half a can. Han Xin patted Ma Chao on the shoulder with a grin, and said with a smile.
"Why are you so listless, Mengqi? Broken in love?"

Ma Chao was originally called Mengqi, but his dormmate called Mengqi, with a bit of a joke. Ma Chao called Han Xin angrily, and then turned to look at the best student in the dormitory. Zhao Yun.
"Zilong, teach me to learn."

Zhao Yun, who was making the bed, looked at Ma Chao in amazement. He didn't understand how this guy who didn't like studying would suddenly change his mind.
"Why does Mengqi want to study all of a sudden?"

Liu Bei asked Zhao Yun's doubts. Several people in the dormitory stopped what they were doing and looked at Ma Chao curiously, waiting for him to say something earth-shattering.
……

"...for love."

Ma Chao thought for a few seconds, and then spoke with great firmness. His hazy feelings for Sima Yi seemed to be more than just a simple teacher and student. He had to do a good job in his studies to be qualified to express his feelings.
Zhao Yun is really nice, and he also took the initiative to help Ma Chao sort out his piles of wrong questions, and explained them to him carefully. With Ma Chao's cooperation and Zhao Yun's guidance, Ma Chao's grades—especially the historical grades—had improved. He has improved a lot, and he rarely breaks discipline again.
On the day when the results of the monthly exam came out, Sima Yi asked Ma Chao to stay. Ma Chao felt guilty that Sima Yi would doubt the authenticity of his results, but unexpectedly, Sima Yi took out a very red apple from his pocket. The apple's skin was very Smooth and appetizing to look at.
"I've been studying hard recently. My grades have improved a lot. Let's eat an apple."

Only then did Ma Chao heave a sigh of relief, showing a relieved smile. With the golden light shining, everything is so beautiful, beautiful without any impurities.
"That...teacher..."

When will this matter not be confessed? With this in mind, Ma Chao gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, and revealed the ulterior secret buried in his heart.
"I like you...I have always liked you. You are very kind to me...and you don't mean to look down on me...I am really touched...and I really like you...Thank you for not disliking me for being a waste/good for nothing ..."

Sima Yi slowly stretched his knuckles against Ma Chao's chattering lips, his face was calm, but his ears were slightly red.
"What are you talking about. You're not trash. You're in my heart—always a good boy."

(End of this chapter)