Rebirth of the National Male God

She was still wearing a formal suit, facing a group of students from Huaxing Art School who were shocked, she took the microphone in Fu Xi's hand and placed it on her lips, "Hi, happy party."

"I am back."

The spotlight shone on her face, her perfect facial features were exposed, and the bright smile drove everyone's heartbeat.

"what?"

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah -!"

After a brief silence, the eruption of screams almost pierced people's eardrums.

Countless girls stood up excitedly, rushing to the stage quickly ignoring the people around them.

"Sorry, I'm late." Si Huang said in a low voice, pulling his messy hair back, and unbuttoning his suit jacket with one hand.

"It's not too late! It's not too late!" Bi Xiaotuo, who was in charge of the host on the stage, returned to his senses, and his voice was so excited that he cried, "Your Majesty is better than anything!"

If it weren't for a bit of reason to tell her responsibility as the host, maybe she couldn't help but rush towards Si Huang.

"It's not too late! It's not too late at all!"

"Your Majesty, I knew you would come!"

"As long as your Majesty is here, I am willing to wait as long as possible!"

The students who surrounded the stage also shouted loudly.

Si Huang had already taken off his suit jacket and threw it to the audience, immediately sparking a wave of competition.

The atmosphere of the New Year's party was easily brought into the most* by her.

"It's 11:50 in the evening, and there are 10 minutes before 12 o'clock. Would you like to give me the last 10 minutes?" Si Huang shouted.

A unified scream sounded: "Yes!"

Si Huang smiled, pulled out the shirt tucked into the waistband, pulled off the tie, unbuttoned a few buttons on the neckline, and said to the backstage, "Help me put (Joe Beard) JoeBeard's Baby!"

Lu Ningning immediately tapped on the notebook and tapped his finger to play.

"Boom boom boom boom——"

The prelude to shock the eardrum sounded fiercely.

Fu Xi and Bi Xiaotuo both consciously ended, and handed over the last ten minutes of the stage to Si Huang.

At this time, Si Huang had already taken off his leather shoes and folded his straight suit trousers.

Tousled hair, casual clothes, presumptuous eyes, dazzling smile, everything is so shocking.

"Thegirl,—

Iknewthatyouloveme. "

The arrogant lyrics sang from her mouth.

The pure M national accent, the gorgeous voice, the sensuality that cannot be described in words, and the magnetism entangles everyone's mind.

"Loveyou——!" The girls in the audience were not shy, but responded quickly in unison.

What made them even more excited was that Si Huang on the stage danced, a mechanical dance with a clear rhythm, his body joints paused fast and slow to the beat, his beautiful face did not have the slightest expression, but his eyes were full of emotion.

"Mybaby, donotbeshy,

Tellsme, whatyouthoughtatheartisI—"

*Partly coming, Si Huang bent over and fell to the ground amidst a scream, then flipped back again, pointing a finger at everyone in front of him, his expression suddenly rich, and Yuppy's wild smile appeared.

"Ahhhh-Isyou! Isyou! Isyou!"

Amidst the waves, Si Huang raised his voice——

"Hey, baby,

Mybabybaby——"

At this moment, she was illuminated by the lights, without her usual calm and grace, and she was more like a singer than a serious singer.

Her singing is charming, and the most important thing is that her live performance is so good, which naturally drives the atmosphere of the audience.

She blended into the singing and became the singer of the soul, releasing the young soul and passion of her, singing and dancing, radiating light and enthusiasm, and constituting the infinite charm of the heart and worship.

In the light, you can see the sweat of her hair fluttering when she dances, and seeing her staring at the front, her gentle and passionate eyes, calling you: "Hey, baby, Mybaby——"

The girls screamed so hoarsely that they didn't want to stop, and the boys also stood up and yelled. Qin Fan, who stood alone, held a slowly burning cigarette between his fingers and stared deeply at the people on the stage.

This was another look he had never seen before.

Lively, passionate, young, sincere... infinitely beautiful.

Such her, as if she was born to belong to the stage, was looked up by people and pursued wildly.

Charming voice.

Charming eyes.

Charming appearance.

She was fascinated with magic all over her body.

Qin Fan was awakened by the tingling pain from his fingers, and threw the cigarette **** that had burned his fingers on the ground, and ran it into the soil with his feet.

He tightened his lips and stopped looking at Si Huang, his eyes lowered not knowing what he was thinking.

*

The bell rang at 12 o'clock, and everyone hadn't recovered.

This night, many girls from Huaxing Art School laughed loudly because the male **** in their minds rushed back for themselves to participate in the New Year's Day party, sang and danced for themselves, and shouted their baby. How many girls are letting go and crying loudly, shouting: "Will your Majesty stay, OK? Don't go to Jinghua University, OK?"

"Your Majesty, I will definitely study hard. I will be your knight for a lifetime, and I want to be admitted to your company!"

"Hum hum -" I have been crying speechless.

Whether happy or sad, this evening will be a memory they will never forget.

At this time, Bi Xiaotuo and Fu Xi once again assumed the responsibilities of the host, and they both took the stage together. Bi Xiaotuo's eyes were red, but he grinned and said: "What are you crying for? It's not that you can't see your Majesty. Don't forget that the first three episodes of "Red Moon" have not been finished. Your Majesty will spend time in H City. Winter vacation. It will definitely appear on TV and the Internet in the future, and we can also follow your Majesty!"

"Tsk tusk, I'm going to be jealous to be honest, I'm pretty handsome, why do you patronize Si Huang?" As soon as Fu Xi's words came out, the female classmates who were still crying immediately sprayed him in unison, feeling lost. The sad mood faded halfway, "Hahaha, when Si Huang is gone, I will be able to fight to be the first handsome Hua Xing, look at you guys who are excited~ you must support me!"

"Just you? Forget it." There is no need for the girls to spray, Bi Xiaotuo on the stage has already sprayed, "Well, the bell rang at 12 o'clock, this year Huaxing Art School's New Year's party is officially over, everyone too Don’t just think about your Majesty, but also give other performers applause for their support!"

There was a burst of warm applause. The men and women who had performed before took the stage one after another, and Zhang Nianmeng, who worked in the backstage, joined them.

"%￥——" The music of the electric guitar sounded.

The familiar joyful beat is the school song of Huaxing Art School, and the lyrics and composition are all from Huaxing Art School.

Everyone turned their heads and looked around, and saw that the person sitting in the musician's seat and playing the guitar was Si Huang.

She noticed that everyone looked at herself, raised the corners of their mouths, and said to the microphone in front of them warmly: "Everyone sing together...lababalababa~Dawn has blurred my eyes and felt like a nerve. Acting all the time, life is like one A game, aaaa~ Let go of mind and body, break the deadlock..."

This is a song whose lyrics are a bit off the mark, but easy to understand, sing and memorable, which fits the mentality of people at this age.

The students in the school sang in unison, their voices spread far and far, as they were in their current mood.

As time passed, Si Huang finally took charge of playing and played a supporting role for them, but in everyone's eyes, she was definitely the first protagonist.

In the end, Bi Xiaotuo's loud shouts came into everyone's ears.

"I want to announce here-today, Huaxing Art School's New Year's Party has ended perfectly!"

"Goodbye classmates, see you next year, classmates!"

"Happy New Year, classmates!"

*

This time, no matter how the classmates shouted to stay, Si Huang never appeared again, because she knew that her momentary softness would only keep these classmates in the cold in the middle of the winter night and refused to go home.

In the end, most of the people still left the playground of the party after Zhang Nianmeng and the others did both.

At this time, Si Huang was leaning behind a wall, using his mobile phone to send messages to Yuene, Liu, and Grandma Yu to inform them that they were safe, telling them that he had reached H City safely.

Just after the message was sent, a hand suddenly pulled her arm, "Take you to a place."

Si Huang moved his wrist.

The other party glanced at her, and when she was sure she would follow, let go of her hand.

The two got on the helicopter again.

Si Huang asked: "Where to go?"

Qin Fan only noticed that she was wearing a cotton shirt. When the suit jacket was thrown out by her, it was robbed by countless girls and couldn't get it back. However, Qin Fan himself wears a little, and wears a long sleeve in the winter, and he has no chance to take off his clothes and dress the other party carefully.

What's more, given the child's troublesome temperament, it may not be necessary to wear it. He thought to himself, seeing that Si Huang wears little clothes but keeps his face ruddy, without the meaning of freezing, it shows that he is in good health.

"For being hijacked a few days ago, have you noticed your own shortcomings?" Qin Fan asked.

Si Huang's eyes moved and he raised his head to look directly at Qin Fan.

The other party turned around and rummaged in the boxes stacked behind him, and then handed her a black metal utensil.

Familiar appearance, people can recognize at a glance this is grabbing.

Si Huang took it. It's a real gun!

Qin Fan understood what she looked like and said more bluntly: "Sora has the potential but no strength, is not good at firearms, has poor jungle combat ability, poor concealment ability, poor combat, poor sneak attack, and all aspects of quality are too poor to be seen. ."

Si Huang didn't say a word, and he didn't feel annoyed by being so degraded, because the man in front of him did have the strength and the capital to say this.

"However," Qin Fan said, his eyes softened, "As a recruit, you are already better than most people."

"Now, tell me, are you interested in receiving traditional military training?"

"Yes." Si Huang finally said, "but I still don't plan to join the army. While receiving training, I will not give up shooting "Red Moon"."

Qin Fanhu grinned, "I still say such willful words."

Si Huang lowered his head to flick the gun in his hand.

"Once you make a decision, you can't go back." Five seconds later, Qin Fan's voice sounded again.

The corner of Si Huang's mouth twitched, and he raised his head with a smile.

This expression made Qin Fan understand that this bad boy had guessed his answer a long time ago, but he was still a little excited that she finally showed her face in the past few days, but the expression on her face was even colder, "You will I can’t bear the hardship, crying and begging me to let you go, I won’t be soft-hearted, and I will finish the training even if I bleed and cry.

"Don't worry." Si Huang raised his hand and pointed his gun at Qin Fan, "I will only be better than blue, and then beat you down."

Qin Fan smiled without anger, "I am ambitious, I'll wait."

The contradiction between the two of them a few days ago dissipated naturally.

*

The helicopter stopped at the airport on the rooftop of a club built in the mountains.

Led by Qin Fan, Si Huang learned that this club specializes in mountaineering, shooting, archery and fighting training. The deep forest behind it is occasionally open for members to play guerrilla gun battles. Of course, the guns are fake when playing games.

There were not many people in the club in the middle of the night. With the card in his hand, Qin Fan traveled anywhere all the way to the shooting gallery.

Qin Fan turned on the light, then chose a position, took the training pistol on the stage in his hand and pointed it at the front.

"Boom, boom, boom—"

Five shots in a row hit the bullseye.

After doing this, he turned his head to look at Si Huang, "Do you have great confidence in yourself?"

"What do you mean?" Si Huang asked.

Qin Fan: "Let’s not mention hitting me in a fight. In shooting, how much time do you think it takes to surpass me?"

"If you don't hide your privacy," Si Huang said, "It will be very soon."

How fast is it, but there is no clear answer.

Qin Fan secretly said cunningly, but he was very satisfied with Si Huang's self-confidence.

He stretched out his hand and motioned that Si Huang was still holding the real gun in his hand to him.

Si Huang handed it over.

I saw Qin Fan flying with his hands, and before he could see anything clearly, a May Fourth pistol became a pile of parts.

This... hasn't passed 3 seconds yet? Just when Si Huang's thoughts came out, Qin Fan started his hand again, faster than when it was disassembled, and reassembled the pistol again.

"Did you see it clearly?" Qin Fan asked.

Si Huang said honestly: "No."

Qin Fan hooked the corner of his mouth slightly and disassembled it again. This time he controlled his hand speed and slowed down as much as possible. It took about 6 seconds to disassemble the pistol into parts.

"What about this time?"

"Ok."

"remember?"

"remember."

Qin Fan nodded, assembled the pistol again with the slow speed for him, and then handed it to Si Huang.

Si Huang stared at the pistol for a few seconds before slowly trying to dismantle it by himself.

Qin Fan taught on the side: "Don't pursue speed for the first time. The important thing is to find the right feeling and find the right sequence. As long as it is smoothly right, the disassembly will succeed."

Si Huang didn't speak, but focused on it, and it took ten seconds to successfully disassemble a table of pistol parts.

"Very well done!" Qin Fan admired.

Si Huang immediately felt that the top of her head was violated by a big palm. She took a step back and opened Qin Fan's thieves with a "pop" palm.

Qin Fan met her cold eyes, neither embarrassed nor angry, "Now put it back together again."

"Don't touch my head anymore." Si Huang said and went to assemble the gun.

The previous disassembly strengthened her memory, the assembly was faster than the disassembly, and there was no slight error.

"It takes 11 seconds to disassemble and 9 seconds to assemble, which is comparable to ordinary soldiers." Qin Fan commented.

Si Huang remained silent, neither proud nor inferior, and continued to play with the gun in his hand.

Qin Fan looked at her fingers. The slender, white and slender fingers contrasted sharply with the black metal gun body. He didn't know why he seemed to be pierced in his heart, and there was a tingling urge to hold the opponent's finger.

This impulse was quickly crushed by Qin Fan in the deep sea of ​​reason, and continued to say to Si Huang: "If you can increase the speed to 5 seconds in half a month, I will promise you one thing."

Si Huang's eyes flickered, "How long did it take you to improve to 5 seconds?"

Qin Fan was amused, thinking for a while and replied, "Ten days."

"Then I am also within ten days." Si Huang said.

"My situation is special, and the physique of ordinary people is different." Qin Fan said vaguely.

Si Huangxin said: Is my physique an ordinary person? The corners of the mouth were raised on the surface, "It is more interesting to break your record with the physique of an ordinary person."

Qin Fan didn't say much when she saw her like this, and didn't tell her that it took ten days to increase the speed of disassembling and assembling firearms to within 5 seconds, when he was 7 years old.

"So confident, it's better to think about what you want me to do after success."

Si Huang looked at him inquisitively. She didn't mention anything to help, but what did he mean by mentioning it again and again?

"I can do everything Dou Wenqing can do."

Si Huang's heart beat, and the deep gaze that met the man did not allow anyone to escape.

"Compared with Dou Wenqing, who do you think is more credible?"

Si Huang didn't think about how long, but said frankly: "You."

Qin Fan's stern face softened, "Then tell me, what do you want from Dou Wenqing?" Before Si Huang could answer, he went on to say, "Obviously, there are better and safer choices, so why take the risk?"

Indeed, it is clear that Qin Fan is safer than Dou Wenqing. Using him to accomplish what he wants to do is more convenient than using Dou Wenqing. Why have you never thought of him?

Si Huang's brain flashed.

use!

She didn't want to use Qin Fan.

The reason is that simple.

Si Huang stopped his thoughts, looked up at Qin Fan as if he didn't give up without getting an answer, his eyes rolled around and said, "Because Dou Wenqing won't ask me why."

"Do you think this is a good thing?" Qin Fan's eyes filled with anger.

"Whether it's a good thing or not, I believe he will promise me about it."

"Would you rather trust someone you have only met once than you believe me?"

Qin Fan's lips were pressed tightly, his fists were silently clenched, and he was very anxious. He thought: Bad boy is so troublesome! If it wasn't him, if it wasn't him...Where is there so much nonsense, just hit it!

The aura of the man radiated, which made the atmosphere freeze and tense again.

Under his imposing pressure, Sihuang looked inexplicable, stared at him for several seconds, and suddenly said, "You are right. I will complete the task of disassembling and assembling firearms in ten days, and then let you help me. ."

what?

Qin Fan was startled, and his anger was poured down by a basin of water.

"you……"

He looked inexplicable, but Si Huang was indifferent, "Don't say you can't do it then."

Qin Fan didn't speak, but his expression was clear and silent to refute her.

Tonight, the two also stayed overnight in this hilltop club. The rooms in the club are not bad, but having a private bathroom is the point.

*

As soon as it was light in the morning, Si Huang was awakened by a knock on the door. Fortunately, her usual biological clock was also quite early, otherwise the feeling of being woken up early in the morning would be really bad.

She cleaned up briefly, put on her clothes and opened the door, and saw Qin Fan standing at the door wearing a training suit.

"Go in and change it and leave." Qin Fan handed her the clothes in his hand, paused and said, "New ones, no one will wear them."

The tone of the latter sentence is obviously a bit impatient, probably because of her minor troubles.

Si Huang raised his eyebrows and didn't explain anything. He took the training uniform and closed the door by the way.

A few minutes later, she opened the door and walked out again, wearing a dark blue and black training suit that is resistant to dirt, wear, breathable and sweat. It makes the person taller and straighter. The black hair on the forehead is a bit wet and messy. It is probably when washing her face casually. Wet, his eyes squinted lazily, squinting towards Qin Fan, "What?"

Qin Fan returned to his senses, "A military uniform will fit you well."

Si Huang raised his eyebrows, stood up straight, his eyes completely opened and brighter than the morning light, compared to a formal military salute to Qin Fan, and responded loudly and solemnly: "Report the instructor, I think so too."

Qin Fan was startled, and a smile flashed across his face, "Shao poor, you will cry at that time." However, he didn't realize that his tone was not scary at all, and it was as gentle as his brother's joking and intimidating his brother.

Si Huang put down his hand, "Let the horse come here."

As a result, Qin Fanzhen didn't release any water. He led Si Huang into the mountains and ran over the mountains for more than two hours. Si Huang had extraordinary physique. He was also sweated out of his body, and his physical energy was exhausted.

She looked up at Qin Fan and found that the other party didn't even sweat. She knew that it was not only Qin Fan's physical strength, but also because the other party was good at running in the jungle, just like walking a normal road, easily avoiding the obstacles of branches and uneven sections, unlike Si Huang, who had to pay attention to these.

"I'm on the road right down the mountain," Qin Fan said, "Don't stop, walk slowly."

Si Huang gritted his teeth and followed step by step.

As far as Qin Fan said about the road, she felt that her legs began to tremble, and the five treasures caring voice rang in her mind, asking her if she needed little pink to restore her physical fitness.

Si Huang resolutely refused. In this life, she is determined to cherish her body, but this does not mean that she can't even endure some of the hardships she must endure. Since she has agreed to receive Qin Fan's training, she has been prepared to suffer.

Qin Fan entered an uninhabited concrete room where the mountains and forests meet the road, and drove a motorcycle out of it.

A helmet and a bag were thrown to Si Huang.

The latter caught quickly.

Qin Fan only wore a pair of dust-proof goggles, "Come on, no one on this section of the road can eat breakfast first, and put on the helmet when they enter the city."

Si Huang held the helmet in one hand and the bag in the other. He raised his leg and sat on the back seat of the motorcycle without hesitation.

"Sit down?"

"Ok."

The humming sounded and the motorcycle ran out.

Qin Fan didn't drive fast at first, and the man's tall body blocked most of the wind.

After thinking about it, Si Huang understood the reason why he did this, and opened the clinker bag, which contained bread and milk.

With such a large amount of exercise in the morning, Si Huang, who was already hungry and empty, ate unceremoniously. When he was half full, Qin Fan asked, "Have you finished eating?"

"No." Si Huang said unceremoniously.

"Tsk." Qin Fan freed a hand and stretched out to her, "Give me one."

Si Huang was startled, and then smiled narrowly, "So you know you are hungry."

"Brother is also human." Qin Fan's tone was flat, as if Si Huang said something idiotic.

Si Huang continued to eat his own food and ignored him.

"Be obedient... Guru."

"Puff." Si Huang couldn't help laughing when he heard the voice of the other party swallowing.

Not only did she not give it to Qin Fan, she also took out the milk and drank it through a straw.

Qin Fan stopped speaking, and even withdrew his hand.

When Si Huang thought he had given up, the body of the motorcycle shook suddenly, followed by a violent bump as well as acceleration.

"Puff, cough, cough—" Si Huang was so stunned that he choked deep in his throat with a sip of milk, and shouted angrily: "What are you nervous about." Instead of walking on the road, take the bumpy dirt road.

Qin Fan said coldly: "You just think I'm going crazy."

"Go back to the road!" Si Huang's legs hadn't recovered yet. He was so sore and numb, and his buttocks were hit up and down. There was no relay in his hands, so it was so sour.

Qin Fan said with a smile: "Sit firmly, I won't come back to pick you up when I fall."

Si Huang said coldly: "For the sake of one bite, are you as good as one? A handful is old."

Qin Fan is colder than her: "Too much."

"Damn it." Si Huang was suddenly bumped so that his body was ten centimeters away from the seat and almost flew out. She stretched out her hand and grasped Qin Fan's back collar, "Believe it or not, I will pull you out together."

"Try it if you are not afraid of pain." Qin Fan was calm.

A fierce light flashed in Si Huang's eyes, and the hand holding his back collar turned to grab his shoulders, with the help of his body, violently lifted his legs around his waist, and then twisted and pinched hard...

"Huh?" Qin Fan snorted, and he didn't move at all except for the shaking of the body.

How strong is this person! ?

Si Huang was discouraged.

"Heh." Qin Fan understood her intention and let out a sneer.

The motorcycle was still running on the bumpy road, and the bumps continued.

Zhen can still play like this? It's so amazing! "

A tractor drove on the road in front of him. The man who drove was a young man with a child sitting beside him. The young man was staring at them dumbfounded, "Fuck! Car!

He was so excited that he couldn't help himself. Suddenly he noticed something, and his whole body was shocked. He stretched out his finger at Si Huang: "You, you, you...you are not the one..." The result is not finished yet, so I don't want to see how Luke releases the steering wheel. Here comes.

The tractor head tilted to one side, and with the screaming of the child, the young man finally recovered and hurriedly corrected it. Fortunately, no tragedy happened.

When the young man stopped the car, he went to look for the two figures of Si and Huang and found that they had disappeared.

－－－－－－Off-topic －－－－－－

So what? Everyone went to Du Niang again. I would like to reiterate that the script and some lyrics in the song appearing in the male **** are all original Ershui, and you can’t find it in Du Niang, damn! It would be great if everyone looked at it and felt it, hehe! Of course, in reality, these types of songs are sure to be heard, many of them are very good, but it’s a bit weird to have realistic songs in the overhead text, and most of them are original.

Then this chapter is cool, everyone~ remember to give the ticket in your hand to the male god~ kiss one!