Man in Armor: I have all the abilities of E-General

Jingle Bell--

Jingle Bell--

In a room full of fitness equipment and books, the alarm clock on the bedside table kept ringing.

Snapped--

Suddenly a hand reached out and slapped the jumping alarm clock back to its original position.

The next second, the owner of the hand poked his head out from under the quilt, with a tuft of hair sticking up at the back of his head. He rubbed his eyes with his other hand, checked the time, and then the confusion from just waking up was replaced by a smile.

"A new day has begun, and today I feel full of energy!"

As he said that, he kicked the quilt away, jumped up from the bed, and finally landed at the window.

After standing firmly, he pulled open the curtains. The dazzling sunlight shone in. As if he had expected it, he covered his eyes with one hand and waved the other hand in the direction of the sunlight.

"Good morning, Mr. Sun! Today is also a day full of energy!"

After greeting the sun, the brown-haired young man began his daily wash, and just as he was gargling, the aroma of food filled his nostrils.

At the same time, the voice of a middle-aged woman also rang in the ears of the brown-haired young man.

"Long Ying, the food is ready. Remember to come after you finish washing up."

puff--

Long Ying spit out the mouthwash and looked towards the living room. His eyes happened to meet the middle-aged woman who was looking in his direction. A sunny smile appeared on his face and he replied, "I know, Mother~"

"Okay, then I'm going to work. Remember to clean up after eating." Qin Shuyi said, and prepared to push the door and leave.

"Wait! Wait!" As soon as Long Ying finished speaking, he ran to his mother's side.

Then he smiled and stretched out his right hand, "Did you forget some important step?"

Seeing this, Qin Shuyi also laughed, "Oh~ This is today's encouragement, sorry I forgot."

After saying that, she stretched out her right hand and clapped it with the hand that Long Ying stretched out.

Snapped--

After the two of them finished high-fiving, Qin Shuyi withdrew her right hand, tightened the shoulder strap of her bag, and then clenched her fist as if to cheer herself up.

"Okay, I'm off then!"

After saying that, she pushed open the door and waved to Long Ying before closing it.

bang——

Looking at his departing mother, Long Ying murmured, "Is this the right way? We should be full of energy and move forward with hope every day."

After he finished speaking, Long Ying turned around, and when he saw the table full of food, his eyes seemed to turn into stars, and the hair on the back of his head kept swaying from side to side.

"As expected of my mother, Murong Longying. She is so versatile!"

As he said this, he trotted to the table and began to eat with relish, sighing from time to time.

"It's so delicious! The braised pork tastes amazing!"

"And this porridge, such an ordinary thing, can be made so delicious. No! I have to praise my dear mother."

"That's amazing! That's awesome! He's simply an all-around genius!"

Not long after, Long Ying was rubbing his stomach and lying lazily in a chair, with traces of food residue hanging at the corners of his mouth and an expression of extreme enjoyment on his face.

A wave of sleepiness came over him just when Long Ying was about to fall asleep.

Ding Dong—the doorbell at home rang.

Long Ying had no choice but to walk over and open the door in a daze. As soon as his hand touched the door handle, he heard a familiar voice.

"Long Ying, you're so slow. Today is the finals. Didn't we agree to cheer for Xin Nan? You didn't forget, did you?"

After hearing this, Long Ying was no longer sleepy. He immediately went back to his room and put on his clothes. Then he pressed the handle, unlocked the door, opened it, and took a step forward anxiously.

boom--

The door was opened, and Long Ying felt a slight blockage when opening the door, but he didn't care about that and just walked out.

In the bright sunlight, Long Ying could only see four figures, standing not far from his door.

As my eyes slowly adjusted to the light, the four blurry figures behind Duanmu Yan gradually became clearer.

They are Beimiao, Xizhao, Kunzhong and Dongshan.

"Look at how confused he is. I said just forget about this brat." Bei Miao teased.

"Long Ying, you're so silly. You forgot such an important thing. But if it's you, it doesn't seem so strange." Kun Zhong joked.

"Otherwise, Duanmu, why does the general manager Long Ying call him a muscular idiot? There must be a reason, hahaha..." Xi Zhao continued.

"If you don't come out, Duanmu will climb out the window." Dongshan said with a smile.

Facing the comments of his friends, Long Ying was still nonchalant, "Oh, sorry everyone, oh, where is Duanmu? I just heard him calling me."

Hearing this, Dong Shan took out a bottle of Coke and said calmly, "I'll give you a hint. He was just looking at the cat's eye."

"Cat's eye?"

Long Ying was stunned for a moment, then seemed to understand something.

At this moment, he felt an extremely sinister gaze coming from behind him.

He turned his head stiffly and saw Duanmu Yan, with a bump on her forehead, staring at him sinisterly.

Seeing this, Long Ying swallowed and subconsciously tried to stay away from Duanmu Yan, but the other party seemed to have noticed it and rushed over.

"Murong Longying!"

Shouting his name, Duanmu Yan pinched Long Ying's face and pulled it away with one hand, and pulled his hair with the other hand, making Long Ying beg for mercy repeatedly.

"Duanmu...I'm sorry...well...I know I was wrong...don't pull my hair...hiss...you can't pull my face either!"

Seeing this scene, the four people who were eating melons looked at each other, and then burst into laughter together.

But after a while, Long Ying was pressed down on the three-wheeled motorcycle by Duanmu Yan, with both hands grabbed by him with one hand, unable to move.

At this point, Long Ying had no choice but to look at his other four friends for help. Kun Zhong covered his mouth and laughed, then turned his head away and didn't look at Long Ying.

Dong Shan opened the Coke, leaned on his motorcycle, and looked at Long Ying with a smile.

Seeing this, Long Ying had no choice but to turn his gaze to Xi Zhao.

Xizhao was about to speak when Kunzhong's voice sounded first, "Xizhao, after the Xinnan match is over today, let's go to the old place for another match!"

Hearing this, Xi Zhao could only shrug helplessly at Long Ying, and then started talking with Kun Zhong.

"Okay, the loser will treat you to a barbecue."

"It's a deal?"

"Well, it's a deal!"

Seeing this, Long Ying had no choice but to place his hope on the last Bei Miao. At this moment, his eyes were full of pleading and sincerity.

Bei Miao felt a little embarrassed being stared at, so he turned around, opened the car door and got in.

Just when Long Ying thought that he could not escape the clutches of the great devil Duanmu, Bei Miao's voice rang out again.

He rolled down the window, put his arm on it, and spoke to the crowd.

"Okay, time to go. Anyone want a ride? It's air-conditioned."

This seems to be a question, but Long Ying knows that this is a benefactor! Because he is the only one who doesn't have a car here, and everyone else came here by bike, then this is the life-saving straw that Bei Miao handed to him!

Hearing this, Long Ying cast a grateful look towards Bei Miao, then struggled to break free from Duan Mu Yan's restraints, raised his hands and shouted, "Me, me, me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Duanmu Yan grabbed the back of his collar and pulled him back.

"What do you mean, come back here, this is the one you want to take."

Pulling Long Ying back, Duanmu Yan pointed at the extra space next to the three-wheeled motorcycle and spoke to Long Ying.

Seeing this, Long Ying's mouth twitched, "This...this..."

"How is it? My car is pretty good, isn't it?"

"Can this be called a vehicle?!"

"Of course! Apart from Lingling, I have never let another woman sit in my car." Duanmu Yan said seriously.

Seeing Duanmu Yan's serious look, Long Ying was also frightened, and took the opportunity to say: "Then...then you still let me sit?"

"Are you a woman?" Duanmu Yan was speechless.

"Uh...no." Long Ying also scratched his face in embarrassment.

Hmm? Something seems to be wrong. His words are obviously redundant. Am I being fooled by him again? Long Ying thought to himself.

Seeing this, Duanmu Yan raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and then said in a lazy tone: "That's good, hurry up and get in the car, time is short and the task is heavy."

As he spoke, Duanmu Yan put on his helmet, then threw another helmet to Long Ying, and then patted the seat.

Faced with the strong invitation (force) of his best friend, Long Ying had no choice but to obediently put on his helmet and sit on the external seat of the three-wheeled motorcycle.

"Well, everyone, let's go!" Duanmu Yan shouted.

buzzing-

The engines of cars, motorcycles, and tricycles roared, and then, led by Bei Miao's luxury car, they lined up in a row and drove towards the venue of the national piano finals.

...........

Everyone was sitting in the audience. When Lingling saw Duanmu Yan, she quickly waved.

Seeing this, Duanmu Yan nodded in response, then glanced at Long Ying again, and finally sat next to Lingling.

Long Ying finally breathed a sigh of relief and looked quietly at the stage. Xin Nan, wearing a neat suit, was bowing to the audience below.

Xinnan's parents held hands and looked at their child on the stage, their faces filled with relief and excitement.

Aunt Hui also held Xiaolan's hand, while Minci sat there quietly, looking at Xinnan with a hint of admiration.

Xinnan sat down in front of the piano, his slender fingers moving happily on the black and white keys. In Xinnan's hands, the piano seemed to come alive.

Each note jumped out from his hands, forming a melodious, gentle and pleasant piano sound, and the beautiful melody echoed in the entire space.

Meizhen, who was sitting next to Dongshan, also leaned on his shoulder, but she did not realize how nervous her actions would make Dongshan, the taciturn man.

He could only remain still, his body straight, a blush on his face.

Bei Miao picked up his mobile phone to record the video, with the screen focused on Xinnan and the piano.

Xizhao and Kunzhong were talking in low voices, their faces full of enjoyment and joy.

After that, there was no other sound except the sound of the piano, and everyone was immersed in the music played by Xinan.

This atmosphere continued until Xinnan stood up, bowed, and prepared to leave.

Suddenly, the whole space was filled with applause and cheers, and even the most serious judge among the judges applauded.

Xinnan walked backstage, and Yang Jun walked up to her with a smile, "As expected of you, you are the opponent I chose. This match was perfect. You have completely immersed yourself in the world of musical notes, right? You are truly amazing, Xinnan."

"Thank you."

"It seems the winner has been decided. I am honored to compete with you on the same stage against Li Xinnan. I can fully feel the emotions you convey through the notes. I, Zhang Jian... am convinced. I hope we can have the opportunity to perform together on the same stage in the future."

After saying that, Zhang Jian walked towards the exit. He did not participate in the competition for fame or rewards, as he already had enough of those things.

All he wanted was to enjoy the process of fighting with other players.

Yang Jun and Xin Nan looked at each other, then Xin Nan shrugged and said with a smile: "What a strange person."