Disguised as a man, she returned to the military academy and was forced to study again.

It was half an hour later when Yan Qi woke up. She picked up the electronic board and was nearly frightened to death by the information on it. It wasn't just three people sending her messages, but there was also a 0:15 second video recording of her chat with Ji Li.

Yan Qi hung her head; she truly had no recollection. She nervously placed a video call, looking at the chat interface. The ever-present ringtone of singing in the background hammered down on Yan Qi's heart like a sledgehammer.

Well, he didn't answer at all. It seemed that General Li was really angry.

But is she someone who would bow to fate? Of course not.

Yan Qi quickly tapped the screen, sending out several explanations in quick succession, interspersed with countless effusive compliments, praising Ji Li to the heavens and earth, and even romantically adding a few (kiss) (kiss) emojis at the end. She read through it and finally came to her evaluation:

Every sentence she wrote was so perfect; she was truly a hidden gem in the federal literary world.

Please call her the charming and romantic poet Yan Qi.

Yan Qi launched the chat interface with considerable satisfaction.

Of the remaining two people, one was sent to her by Wan Conglun 11 minutes ago.

"Brother, don't say I don't protect you! You've already angered the young master. We're already on our way, so you're on your own!"

"But please admit your mistake. I can't stand sitting next to the big refrigerator."

Yan Qi, the charming and romantic poet, was in a good mood when he saw the news. Suddenly, the words were no longer romantic and he couldn't type anymore.

Finally, she held back her tears and replied with the [crying] emoji.

But none of this mattered to Yan Qi now. She was only surprised by the fact that another person had sent her a message.

This person is Wen Qiaofeng, and he posted more than one message.

Why would he suddenly send me a message? Shouldn't he be avoiding me?

Yan Qi clicked on it suspiciously and saw:

"Yan Qi, you are completely devoid of conscience! You deceive people's hearts and feelings! You play with people's feelings and are not responsible!"

"Just wait, I'll be waiting for you downstairs of your dormitory soon!"

"I'm already downstairs at your place!"

"Come down if you dare, and let's fight it out!"

The most recent message was sent 3 minutes ago, and the strings of passionate words almost jumped out of the screen.

Yan Qi had just woken up, her hair half sticking up at the back of her head. She sat on the bed holding an electronic board, looking a little dazed. She had no idea what had happened. She had just woken up from a nap and felt like the sky had fallen.

Yan Qi sat by the bed, brainstorming furiously. Could it be that she had really done something to Wen Qiaofeng before, abandoning him after having an affair with him? But there was no such thing in the original owner's memory. If she had to say...

Is it a sin to stop licking the dog?

Yan Qi felt a headache thinking about the original owner's confession history. Why were there so many previous confession targets? But Yan Qi was definitely not the type to run away when faced with difficulties. Since they had come to him, there was no point in hiding. He raised his hand and quickly replied, "I'll be right down. Wait."

At worst, we can just fight.

If he doesn't understand reason, I know a few tricks.

Yan Qi shook her messy hair and donned a hooded jacket, looking rather languidly handsome. But as she stepped out of the dormitory, she noticed a steady drizzle, and hesitated about bringing an umbrella. But then, thinking of the original owner's mysterious aesthetic standards and the oddly colored rain gear she might have in the room, Yan Qi suddenly felt that sometimes getting caught in the rain was a kind of happiness.

Yan Qi could still tell the difference between a handsome fight in the rain and a funny fight in a butterfly raincoat.

As soon as Yan Qi walked downstairs, he saw Wen Qiaofeng sitting under a tree not far away, looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, wondering what he was thinking.

Yan Qi: Why doesn’t he wait in the corridor here? Does he have to stand under the tree to avoid the rain?

Never mind, I don't understand but I respect.

Yan Qi put on his hat and walked into the rain. He stopped in front of Wen Qiaofeng and asked with a frown, "What's going on? I don't think there's any grudge between us, right?"

Wen Qiaofeng must have been here a long time. Even standing under the tree in the gentle rain, his hair was already soaked. He looked at Yan Qi with a hint of anger in his eyes: "Are you still pretending? Is this fun?"

Countless melodramatic novel fragments flashed through Yan Qi's mind in a split second, but after the original owner and Wen Qiaofeng's confession was rejected, there really was no more ambiguous interaction. This was mainly because the original owner was like a manic attack when he was close to Wen Qiaofeng, and the original owner didn't have any chance! So Yan Qi patiently asked, "Let me ask again, what's going on? I'm not here to act with you, and there's no need to act with you on a rainy day."

Wen Qiaofeng carefully studied Yan Qi's expression and sneered, "You're really pretending. Do you want to take revenge on me because I rejected you? So you went to hook up with senior Holly. She misses you so much every day that she lost her appetite and even fainted and was hospitalized yesterday. Are you happy and satisfied now?" After saying that, he punched the tree next to him hard.

The water from the trees suddenly poured down.

Yan Qi, who was drenched in water, said: Go away, you look like you are sick.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. Yan Qi's hat was soaked with water and felt heavy, and his sleeves began to drip. He said calmly, "I don't know who Holly is, but we can go downstairs and talk. There must be a misunderstanding." Wen Qiaofeng became even more agitated after hearing this, glaring at him angrily. "You really don't admit it. Are you still a man? What kind of man are you?"

Seeing that he didn't move, Yan Qi didn't bother to say anything more and raised his foot to leave. However, Wen Qiaofeng grabbed his shoulder and Yan Qi turned his head and said coldly, "Let go." Seeing that Wen Qiaofeng didn't react, he directly punched him in the face. "Didn't you hear me telling you to let go?"

Wen Qiaofeng was beaten back a step, obviously irritated by Yan Qi, but the rain was so heavy that he couldn't open his eyes at all. He grabbed Yan Qi's collar and when both sides were on the verge of a fight, an anxious female voice screamed beside him:

"Stop fighting! Stop fighting!"

Holly hurried over from a distance holding a small flower umbrella and stood beside the two of them with a worried look on her face.

Wen Qiaofeng saw her coming and said with gritted teeth, "Now that he's right in front of me, how can you argue? Do you still dare to say you don't know him?" Yan Qi felt that he looked somewhat familiar, but he really had no memory of him. He retorted, "So what if he's right in front of me? I said I didn't do it, and I didn't do it!"

"Do you dare to ask her to confront you face to face?" Wen Qiaofeng increased the strength in his hands. "You scumbag!"

Yan Qi pushed back, not wanting to be outdone. "What about you? You're just a bootlicker! Let's confront each other!"

Yan Qi & Wen Qiaofeng: Who’s afraid of who!

They both turned their gazes towards Holly.

Holly held up an umbrella and screamed, "Stop fighting! Stop fighting!"

Yan Qi & Wen Qiaofeng: ...