Protocol Refinement [Wearing the Book]

Shen Cizhou thought he would not be able to fall asleep, but after drinking the pumpkin and millet porridge, he sweated a little, and when he lay down under the quilt after taking a shower, he gradually felt drowsy.

"You didn't add some small pills to the porridge, did you?" He asked Ji Linge in a daze.

"No." Ji Linge sat on the edge of the bed, smiling a little badly, "It's boring to take medicine, brother likes to spend a little time."

Shen Cizhou: ...

I think you look like a slut.

The next morning, Zhang Jing called Shen Cizhou and said that he had smoked cigarettes all night. He wanted to understand that Shen Cizhou was right. If he wanted the factory to develop further, he must abandon the concept of small workshops.

Shen Cizhou recognized this person's ability, but he lacked a little determination, but as long as he looked for the direction, he could handle these things well by himself.

He stared here for another two days, and on the third day, Ji Lingo dragged him to a resort on the outskirts of S city.

Shen Cizhou drove Zhang Jing's car. Although it was summer vacation, students seldom came to this kind of place. There were not many cars on the way. On the way, the traffic police checked the driver's license and asked Shen Ci, who looked tender-faced Be careful when driving.

When returning the driver’s license, the traffic police saw that the co-pilot was wearing a seat belt with a doll, and a tanned face showed a childlike smile. He joked: “Little comrades are quite safety-conscious, why don’t you give it to me?” How about a baby safety seat?"

Shen Cizhou: ...

After the inspection, the car continued to drive up the mountain along the road. The baby Ji Linge moved, pulled out the collar of his quilt and pressed it neatly, cleared his throat and asked, "Where did you just say that?"

Shen Cizhou thought for a while: "The passenger transport starship."

"Yes, the fare is about the same as your flight..."

The air conditioner was turned on in the car to isolate it from the heat of midsummer. An old song was playing on the entertainment frequency radio, intertwined with Ji Linge's deep and mellow voice, which was very pleasant to listen to.

Shen Cizhou held the steering wheel, watched the shadows of trees on both sides receding, and suddenly realized that he was on vacation.

He let out a breath and told himself that there were some things that he couldn't rush, since he had thought about it and came out to play, let's put those things aside for now.

"Did you check the guide last night?" He looked sideways at Ji Linge, "Is there anything interesting in this resort?"

"It's nothing interesting." Ji Linge smiled mysteriously, "But there's one thing you're definitely interested in."

"Really?" Shen Cizhou cheered up, "Then I'll wait and see?"

Before arriving at the destination, the radio that had been playing songs seemed to be the time of the program. First, it broadcasted two foreign rich people's lace news, and then a domestic one.

"Recently, Meng Xu, the grandson of the well-known entrepreneur Meng Tiande, and Shen Yingzhi, the young son of the Shen Group, officially announced their engagement. It is reported that the two plan to hold a wedding after Shen Yingzhi completes his studies..."

Ji Linge whistled, "It's really a loving mother and a filial son. His mother is still squatting inside. He got engaged outside. The mother and son really have the same genes."

When the car drove into the underground parking lot, Shen Cizhou turned off the radio, and said in a flat tone: "It's not surprising, losing Qiao Huanyan's support scares Shen Yingzhi, and he wants to hold Meng Xu in his hands to feel at ease."

"I'm really scared to death." Ji Linge held his heart in his small hands.

Shen Cizhou was amused by his appearance, and reached out to lift him up and get off the car, "What are you afraid of?"

"Can you not be afraid?" The cotton doll's mouth curled into a check mark, "The stick maker and the sword seller have joined forces."

Shen Cizhou: "... Brother Ji, how many artistic languages ​​do you have that I don't know?"

……

Shen Cizhou didn't expect that there was an ice hockey hall in this resort.

It is said that the boss repaired it by himself to play, and he doesn't care about the traffic flow, otherwise it is really easy to lose money.

In the arena, rows of yellow and blue seats were empty, and there were not many rows in total. Shen Cizhou stood on the stands, looking down at the two teams below. Low-pitched shouts echoed in the empty arena. They were amateurs, but they had a great time playing.

As if something was waking up in the blood, the yelling became louder and louder, Shen Cizhou's Adam's apple slipped, hooked the fingers hanging by his side, pursed his lips for a long while and said in a low voice: "I can't hit it, I... "

"I can fight." Ji Linge floated out of the doll, and floated around Shen Cizhou, "We have similar feelings, brother will take you."

Shen Cizhou's eyes lit up.

Ji Linge reached out and flicked his curled hair, "Go, go change your clothes."

……

When Shen Cizhou stepped on the ice skates and entered the arena, the two teams who were resting noticed him. After taking off his helmet, Shen Cizhou found that it was a group of boys who were about his age, and they should also be in college.

He hadn't been on the ice for a long time, and he was a little staggering at the beginning. The group of young men watched from a distance, and Shen Cizhou pursed his lips to find the feeling. Fortunately, the muscle memory was easily awakened, and his figure soon became brisk.

But just for a moment, his breathing became heavy.

His body suddenly relaxed, and Ji Linge took over from him.

The pirate leader had a ridiculously high sense of movement. After a while, he mastered his balance, and he was skating in style.

The sound of ice skates gliding across the ice, the rapidly receding and blurred scenery on both sides of the field of vision, the sense of strength that seems to be inexhaustible in the body...

Before the age of 16, Shen Cizhou never thought about how precious a healthy body is until everything came to an abrupt end.

He thought he had lost this sense of freedom forever.

Ji Linge paused, and stopped by the fence. The skates picked up a piece of crystal clear ice. He lowered his head and looked at his right hand.

"Little boat?" He raised his eyebrows, "What are you doing?"

Shen Cizhou was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

"You were trying to control me just now..." Ji Linge said in a strange tone, "Didn't you notice?"

"Am I subconsciously trying to regain control?" Shen Cizhou was stunned, "Ah, I'm sorry, maybe I'm too excited..."

"It's not to regain control, it's to try to control the body of 'me', understand? Just like when I first appeared and controlled your hand..." Ji Lingo slowly explained: "In other words, physical fitness It’s still at my level, but the person who controls the body can be replaced by you.”

The words were convoluted, but Shen Cizhou understood. It took him only a few seconds from shock to joy, and he asked Ji Linge a little embarrassedly: "Then...can I try?"

"Of course." Ji Linge smiled, "It's a great honor."

So the lads sitting on the side resting, the next second saw the beautiful young man without a helmet who seemed to have drank fake wine. He had obviously skated very proficiently just now, and now he became a scene of human beings taming their limbs. The arms and legs are really Each had their own ideas, and almost twisted themselves into a twist.

Someone laughed and spit, "Why does this person come to practice yoga on the ice?"

The whole morning passed like this, and Shen Cizhou's hair was wet when he changed his shoes, and he pushed it to the back of his head, but his eyes were shining, and he asked with anticipation: "Brother Ji, can I try again in the afternoon? "

"Hmm..." Ji Linge was thoughtful, "It's okay, but Xiao Chuaner, you know that I was able to control your hand at first because of the suppression of mental power..."

Shen Cizhou:? ? ?

"So, I was wondering why you were able to suppress me in turn?" Ji Linge paused, "Regarding when human beings produced spiritual power, this research has not been conclusive, but most researchers believe that spiritual power has long existed For the human brain, it's just that early humans didn't know how to apply it..."

"You mean I subconsciously learned to use my mental power?" Shen Cizhou smiled, "It sounds interesting, but it's useless, and the current technology doesn't allow me to use armor."

Thinking about it, it was the same thing, Ji Linge said: "It's okay, I can't get on the mecha, it's not just me."

Shen Cizhou: "...I didn't see it, brother Ji, you are still a willing servant."

Ji Linge snorted, "Up and down are not important."

Shen Cizhou: "?? Then what's important?"

Ji Linge: "The inside and the outside are more important."

Shen Cizhou: ...

As expected of you.

In the next few days, Xiaochuan, who had tasted the sweetness, lived in the resort with peace of mind, and went to the ice every day to try to suppress Ji Linge with mental power.

In the eyes of others, he is nothing more than skating better and swinging more steadily every day, but Ji Lingo was shocked by his progress.

He is the only 3S-level mental power in the Exile Legion, which is why he was able to climb to the top in just ten years, but Shen Cizhou was able to turn from complete weakness to suppression within a few days...

He seems to have picked up a genius baby.

I don't know if the boat can be taken back to his lair after this fucking story is over, and he can be a Mrs. Yazhai.

……

On the fifth day, Shen Cizhou replaced a member of the red team with a sprained leg, and became one with the group of boys.

A few big boys watched Shen Cizhou wrestle these days, and they were very relaxed at first. After all, they just wanted to get close and ask for a contact information for their captain. It would not be beautiful if they really broke people.

However, there is a gap between imagination and reality...

After being intercepted by Shen Cizhou for the fifth time, the opponent also became angry. There were constant collisions on the ice rink, focusing on intercepting Shen Cizhou, but young people are like butterflies, and they are light and nimble in such bloated clothes. But if you If you really bump into it, you will be bumped into a somersault.

"Brother Ji." Shen Cizhou smiled happily, "You are in really good health."

Ji Linge: "Really? If you experience other service items, maybe you will be more pleasantly surprised?"

Shen Cizhou swung his club and said in a dull voice, "Just go fishing and enforce the law!"

The vixen couldn't figure it out, and before he had time to ask, cheers for a goal suddenly sounded on the field.

"Fuck! Ci Zhou is awesome!!"

"Brother Shen! Brother Shen yyds!"

"Brother! Join our team next time!!"

"Fuck off! You said last week that Brother Shen is practicing yoga on ice!!"

The cheers from this group of young people almost broke the ceiling, and Meng Xu and a few cronies heard that familiar name as soon as they entered.

He came to S city to do business, and these few people who were friendly invited him out to play. He didn't want to refute their face, but in fact he was in a mess.

Getting engaged to Shen Yingzhi was what he had always wanted.

He also thought that what he loved was Shen Yingzhi, and it had nothing to do with his family background, so no matter what happened to Qiao Huanyan, his decision would not change.

But first he knew why Qiao Huanyan went in, because he abused Shen Cizhou...

After receiving the news that Shen Cizhou agreed to dissolve the engagement, he was blocked.

"Brother Meng, I didn't say it..." A little fat man came up to him with a smile and smiled flatteringly, "Then Shen Cizhou was abused by a crazy woman, maybe he's mentally abnormal, it's wise for you to separate from him... "

"That's right, it's better to welcome..."

"Maybe Shen Cizhou is crying somewhere, hey, after all, he likes you, Brother Meng..."

Meng Xu felt a little flattered by these words, and waved her hands pretending to be modest, "Don't say that..."

Turning into the venue, he casually glanced at the group of cheering youths below, and choked up before finishing his sentence.

Surrounded by the crowd, the young man was wearing a red and white baseball uniform, and the bloated protective gear didn't look stupid on him. His sweaty hair was pushed back, his eyebrows were raised, his eyes were bent, and he had a delicate and handsome face. Wearing post-workout powder, holding his helmet in one hand, he talks to so many people around him.

"Contact information?" Shen Cizhou smiled, "I'm not from S Province, I just went back in the past few days, besides...my brother is very strict."

He didn't realize that anyone was looking at him, and was surrounded by a group of people walking backstage, and some people were busy handing him water and tissues.

The stars arch the moon.

In the stands, Meng Xu's expression turned ugly.

The servant behind him was also stunned, and it took him a long time to say in a daze, "Uh, look at how ugly he is crying, hey..."

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