Rebirth of Ye Xiaoqi

After the military training is over, the school officially starts.

On the first day of school, Lan Chen from the Department of International Finance delivered a speech as a freshman representative. He has a tall and fit figure, and he is dressed in a decent and expensive casual suit. He is as noble as a prince, and his aggressive appearance makes the girls in the audience almost crazy.

God is unfair. He gave him a unparalleled appearance and endless wealth. Looking at the female student next to her who was blushing and staring at Lan Chen without blinking her eyes, Xiao Qi couldn't help asking girls.

"You like such a man? What's so good about him?"

In fact, Xiao Qiwen was her former self. Apart from being rich and handsome, what is there to love about such a man.

Unexpectedly, the female classmate glanced at Xiao Qi when she turned her head, and said, "It's enough to be rich and handsome." Finally, the girl glanced at Xiao Qi again, and said, "Look at me, you grow up like this!" Sub-virtue is incomprehensible."

Xiaoqi almost exploded, I, I am so swollen?

It's just that the clothes and pants are a bit dirty, the hairstyle is a bit messy, and the appearance is a bit unkempt. However, it seems that it is a bit too rustic. This is definitely the opposite of the style of those years in the club in the previous life. Xiaoqi is silent. Exercise Shouldn't the image be changed along with physical fitness?

At this moment, Lan Chen, the representative of the freshmen, sang together with the red-faced principal on the rostrum, raising the atmosphere to a high level. After Lan Chen's speech, it was the principal, vice-principal, and other leaders who spoke. In the afternoon, it was a freshman garden activity. , mainly to be familiar with the campus.

Xiaoqi is not interested. After all, he has also lived in this school for three and a half years. After taking out his mobile phone and playing games, he felt that his hair was really too long, blocking his sight.

Lan Chen's voice and Tianmo Bayin poisoned Xiaoqi's ears, making him unable to concentrate all the time. After checking the time, it was more than enough, and he sneaked out after saying hello to Brother Dafu in the back row.

After the last personal experience, Xiaoqi also compared these fitness clubs on the Internet, and finally selected a fitness center with stronger trainers.

The current Xiao Qi is too thin, he is too embarrassed to take off his clothes when changing in the dormitory, for fear of revealing the rows of distinct ribs, which is of no ornamental value, not to mention he was once severely laughed at by Sun Jin in the dormitory next door Suddenly, Xiaoqi was wronged, and in the end Sun Jin was kicked out of the dormitory by Brother Dafu, which also strengthened Xiaoqi's decision to take good shape.

Xiaoqi is an annual card, and the price is relatively moderate. There are equipment training areas, dynamic single rooms, gymnastics rooms, judo and martial arts halls in the clubhouse, as well as some business and leisure centers, which provide free bathing and video bars. Relatively speaking, the facilities are relatively complete, and it is a good place for leisure and fitness.

Xiaoqi's trainer is a veteran, who once went to the battlefield, and was discharged from the army due to injury and worked in this gym for almost two years.

After watching it for a long time, Xiao Qi finally decided to let him go.

Xiao Qi liked the straightforward character of the soldiers, but he really didn't appreciate their sturdy skills. After a long time, Xiao Qi was beaten to the ground by the coaches, and he couldn't stand upright.

The coach seems to be very supportive of his new kid. He has a gentle personality and can do whatever he is asked to do. He is very obedient. The most important thing is that he has been tossing around all afternoon without saying a word. He is quite rigid like a soldier.

Naturally, Xiao Qi didn't know that he had such a high evaluation in the hearts of the coaches. Anyway, when he woke up the next day, his whole body was as soft as boneless, even the toothpaste was squeezed by Chen Hua.

Fortunately, Xiao Qi has an annual card. With this annual card, counting from the date of card opening, there is no limit to the number of times it can be used for fitness in the club within a year, but it is limited to personal use.

Xiaoqi decided to take it step by step and go three times a week, otherwise he would definitely be tortured to death by the coach with his current small physique.

His legs were as heavy as lead, Chen Hua helped Xiao Qi and moved into the classroom at a snail-like speed.

As soon as I entered the classroom, I felt that the atmosphere was a bit abnormal. Several female students crowded together and chatted quietly, their eyes turned to one person frequently.

Xiao Qi glanced at them, the guy next to him was propping his head up and looking at the scenery outside the window indifferently, the bright sunlight shining on him through the glass seemed to cast a halo on him and softened him. The man's facial features were too hard and cold.

Xiao Qi just glanced at it and returned to his seat.

Such an indifference that rejects people thousands of miles away, despite the good appearance, the cold shell is extremely difficult to integrate into the group.

At this moment, a curly-haired female classmate bravely went up, and Xiao Qi raised her hand with a look of watching the excitement.

"Hello, is there anyone sitting next to you? If you don't mind, I would like to..."

The man just raised his head and glanced at the girl, but before he said anything, the girl was shocked, and ran away in a hurry after saying "excuse me".

Seeing the girl running away, the man withdrew his cold eyes and continued to look at the window. The feeling of indifference and alienation seemed to come from his bones. Even if he just sat still, the coldness Still daunting.

That person's name was Wei Zheng, and he didn't know the name of the guy sleeping next to him until roll call.

I always feel that this name is familiar. Of course, everyone is familiar with this name. Wei Zheng, whose name is Xuancheng, was the prime minister of Tang Taizong.

But he felt that he had heard this name somewhere, and it was definitely not recorded on TV or history books, but he didn't know where he had heard Xiao Qi.

Forget it, whether he is called Wei Zhen or Wei Jia, this guy hasn't said a word all day, if he didn't make a sound during roll call, Xiao Qi would suspect that this guy is actually a deaf-mute.

One week into school, Xiao Qi and Lan Chen are no longer in the same department, and B University is really big, so he and Lan Chen haven't met each other since this week.

As usual, Xiaoqi goes to the gym after class, and now he can barely keep up with the rhythm of the coaches, but he is still as tired as a dead dog and goes back to school every day.

I don't know what happened that night. It was just after ten o'clock when Xiao Qi returned to school, but the school gate was closed. Occasionally, I heard from senior students that the school would conduct temporary ward rounds, and students who did not return to school after ten o'clock in the evening would be After being punished, Xiaoqi thumped in his heart, sighing that it was not good.

The school has a back door with a not-so-high wall, and when Xiao Qi arrived there, he saw an unusually lively scene.

A dozen or twenty students, whether they know each other or don't know each other, help each other. One pulls on the top of the wall, and the others support it outside the wall. This tacit cooperation cannot be practiced in a short period of time.

With the help of others, Xiaoqi successfully climbed up to the top of the wall, stabilized her body, and was about to jump down when she saw a figure, just like the special soldier on TV, flipped up the wall with one hand, and then jumped to the ground. His posture is graceful like that of a gymnast.

Xiao Qi was dumbfounded, this person... isn't that, Wei Zheng?

Xiaoqi and Wei Zheng entered the dormitory one after another. Sure enough, after a while, a teacher came to round the room with senior students. Flipping through his French books.