As soon as he woke up, Wei Huan's communication system received a message from the school's combat readiness department.

[Hello, student Wei Heng, congratulations on successfully obtaining the combat readiness qualification after the comprehensive assessment of the Combat Readiness Department. Your combat readiness group is No. 7. Please go to the main gymnasium at 10 a.m. to participate in the group mobilization meeting.]

Wei Huan suddenly jumped up from the bed, "Damn it, another seven groups!?"

After going around in circles for almost ten years, I actually returned to the seventh combat readiness group.

When Wei Huan hummed and ran to the gymnasium, he found that there were already three team members standing under the seventh team, two in red and one blue in school uniforms, namely Yanshan Yueyangling and Jingyun.

"Why is it you?" Wei Huan was disappointed and sighed, "I thought I was going to make new friends, so I dressed up specially before I came out. I just wanted to make a perfect first impression. It was a waste of my feelings."

Apparently the other three had already been surprised when they saw each other. When they saw Wei Huan, they didn't feel anything at all and they gave him a knowing fake smile.

Yang Ling chuckled twice, "This grouping... is really not surprising at all."

"But the school still has some merits," Wei Huan approached Yan Shanyue and squeezed Yang Ling away. "You gave me the big brother Shanyue. It's very, very good."

"What do you mean I gave it to you?" Yang Ling's temples jumped.

"Because I'm the captain~" Wei Huan raised his eyebrows at Jing Yun shamelessly, "Really." Jing Yun nodded repeatedly, "Yes, I agree, Ah Heng is very suitable to be the captain."

Yang Ling's temper was almost worn away by Wei Huan, a fool like him. She just pushed him away from Yan Shanyue and rolled her eyes at him.

Wei Huan was very satisfied with the results of this grouping. He put his hands on his hips and looked around at the other groups. "Hey, why do I feel that no matter which class, group seven is the most beautiful group?"

Yang Ling and Jing Yun suddenly said in unison, "Which other class is there?"

"Uh..." Wei Huan, who was overly proud, had his eyes wandering. When he saw Yan Shanyue's face, he had no choice but to talk nonsense, "No, I heard that Instructor Yun, Instructor Yang and Teacher Su were all

They are from the Seventh Combat Preparation Group. Look at the three of them, and then look at the four of us." Wei Huan said seriously, "It shows the tradition of Shanhai. The Seventh Combat Preparation Group is a group that relies on beauty to commit crimes."

"Three of them, four of us." Yan Shanyue lazily raised her eyes and stared into Wei Huan's eyes, "Who is the other one?"

Wei Huan hesitated for a moment, "Well..."

There is another one in front of you, that handsome guy me.

Yang Ling spoke first, "The other one is brother Wei Huan."

Wei Huan was stunned. This was the first time he heard his name from Yang Ling's mouth since he came back.

Ever since he knew that he had been branded a traitor after his death, he never dared to mention Jiufeng in front of Yang Ling. She was still so young when the accident happened, and she probably didn't have many memories of getting along with her. The only thing she remembered was maybe

It was the revenge that caused his father's death.

I always thought that she would hate me very much, so it was so unexpected to hear Yang Ling call him brother, and I was a little at a loss for what to do.

Hearing this name, Jing Yun spoke cautiously, "Is this brother you are talking about...the Jiu Feng from back then?"

Yang Ling's expression returned to the usual eldest lady's look, "Jiu Feng is Jiu Feng, why do we need to add a year? Even if he is gone now, he is still Jiu Feng." After saying that, she turned around and saw Wei Huan inadvertently,

"What's your expression like, are you being smoked by onions?"

Before Wei Huan opened his mouth, Jing Yun answered for him, "He especially admires Jiufeng."

The steps were all set up. Wei Huan coughed twice and hurried down, "Yes, yes."

Yang Ling stopped talking, but Jingyun spoke cautiously, "But I heard, no, everyone said so, Jiufeng seems to be..."

"False. My Bi Fang family didn't say anything, but they kept talking nonsense day after day. If I wanted to create that kind of evidence, I could get them a hundred of them. Anyway, I don't believe it. Brother Wei Huan will not rebel.

He must have been wronged."

"But your father..."

Yang Ling interrupted him and said in a calm tone, "My father is dead, but he must have no regrets. We, the Bifang clan, don't need anyone to pity us."

My brother is already suffering a lot.

But he never made me struggle with it.

He told me with certainty that no matter what others say, just keep your heart.

Yang Ling pursed her lips stubbornly and poked Jingyun's forehead again, "Xiao Chongming, if you say this in front of my brother, he will definitely be angry and ignore you again. This is his restricted area.

"

Jing Yun was so frightened that he covered his mouth.

"Brother said that no one but him has the right to hate him or talk about him."

This sentence is almost a knowing blow.

His nose suddenly felt sore. Wei Huan lowered his head and tried hard to hide his emotional change.

He suddenly felt like the luckiest man in the world.

Although he grew up, in the eyes of others, he was born at the starting line and received an education of setbacks. Both his parents sacrificed their lives. He also died within a few years of his life. His instructor died in the line of duty to save him.

When he opened his eyes again, he fell from heaven to hell. The aura and bloodline of the proud emperor in his previous life disappeared, and he became the lowest level of human beings without identity. He was bullied and looked down upon, but he still had to live in the world and find the truth.

Sometimes he even thought that his thoughts of resistance seemed to be subconscious, without thinking about it, just because he wanted to give his fate a try.

Why?

He looked at his friends around him.

Maybe it's because of these guys.

Wei Huan's attention shifted to Yang Ling. She had already started to make trouble with Jing Yun and forgot about the previous topic.

This girl with twin tails suddenly changed under the influence of the light, turning into the white and tender little dumpling she was before. She also had two pigtails, pestering him in the name of looking for her brother, and riding on his lap happily.

On his neck, he used those soft little fleshy hands to scratch his ears and called him Brother Huanhuan in a sweet voice.

Every time they met, Wei Huan would use the wind to make a small flower and put it in her soft hair.

[Brother Huanhuan, will you still change flowers for me when I grow up?]

[That is required.]

[When you grow up, I will transform you into a sea of ​​flowers.]

"Why are you so dazed, you stupid human being."

Yang Ling's voice interrupted Wei Huan's thoughts. He looked up and saw Yang Ling twisting her neck to look at him, her expression still as arrogant as that of a little princess, "Come on, we have to gather, I won't wait."

you."

"Um."

Thank you for waiting for me.

Wei Huan walked behind silently, looking at Yang Ling's back projected on the ground. It was small and the same as before.

After so many years, Yang Ling has changed from a squeamish and well-behaved child to a strong girl, which is probably a kind of passive self-protection. See her joking in front, acting coquettishly with Yan Shanyue, and scaring Jing Yun with her lotus fire.

Wei Huan, who was listening silently, suddenly realized that it was great to be alive.

very nice.

You grew up nicely while I was away.

I just don’t know…

Are you still waiting for my wind flower?

At the mobilization meeting, it was the former Baihu dean who made the speech. Obviously, he said the same thing, and he couldn't escape the word "responsibility". But the second time Wei Huan heard it, his mood was completely different.

"Combat readiness is to prepare for the moment of battle. Behind you are mountains and seas, and in front of you are unknown dangers. Never forget your responsibilities."

"The 2,325 new members of the combat readiness team present here welcome you to join this big family." Lin Zhengze looked at everyone, "I hope that this number will not change in any way on the day I send you away from the mountains and seas."

"Finally," he stood at the front of the gymnasium and personally raised the school flag of Shanhai, "all members of the combat readiness team, what is the school motto of Shanhai?"

The huge gymnasium erupted with neat and loud sounds, sonorous and powerful.

"If you don't destroy or establish, the benevolent will be invincible!"

Wei Huan recited it silently in his heart.

Without destruction or establishment, the benevolent are invincible...

The school motto that I couldn't understand in the past is suddenly understood now.

Wei Huan couldn't help but smile, looking up at the fluttering flag among the team. The warm sunshine hit his face inch by inch, illuminating his chest brightly.

Now is the time to neither break nor establish.

After the mobilization meeting, Wei Huan was about to go back directly, but he received news from Yan Shanyue. He turned around in confusion and looked at Yan Shanyue, who was less than ten meters away from him, but the other party gave him a look.

[The demon pattern matter will be resolved tonight.]

This cool girl's mobility is simply amazing. Wei Huan couldn't help but sigh.

While eating with Jingyun, he kept thinking about things to say. Even if he met Yan Shanyue's cousin, he was a young master and he would definitely not do whatever he was asked to do.

Alas, he should have asked for Ai Yao's contact information at that time. Thinking of this, Wei Huan felt a little regretful, but he wanted to come back, and people might not be willing to help him.

Where can I find the kind of awesome little monster who can do whatever I'm told and can extract a confession from him?

Wei Huan, who was thinking hard, saw Jing Yun taking off his glasses and rubbing his eyes endlessly, so he couldn't help but remind him, "Hey, don't rub it."

As soon as Jing Yun raised his eyes, Wei Huan saw double pupils.
To be continued...