"After hearing the news that Yu Chengyou dropped out of school, my first reaction was that I couldn't believe it. It was not until I received good news from my friends and ex-teammates that I confirmed that this was not a dream."

“…I think everything before was more like a nightmare.”

Here, Chu Xiangyun saw the tears on the paper.

"The Time Team is not willing to tell me about you, but no matter who you are or whether you can see this letter, I will say all this here, and it will be the end of my past life."

"I thought the campus life I had expected in the past was like this, but because of you, everything was different. I hope you can know that there is such a person who changed his life because of you."

"I wish you to keep a passionate heart in the future, always as brave and fearless as today."

Hope: peace and well-being and joyful."

The signature is an ordinary student of Lingxiao Mansion.

Chu Xiangyun read the letter for a long time, and finally folded it back with great value, and finally placed it carefully in his drawer.

Maybe these... are the meaning of me doing all this.

After that, Chu Xiangyun looked at the letters sent by others for a long time. Although they were just words of thanks, she finally collected them one by one.

When she saw the last letter, it was already dusk outside the window, and the prompt sound of the bracelet pulled her back to reality.

Chu Xiangyun lowered his head and opened the bracelet interface and found that it was a message sent by Shi Zhuqing.

[I examine myself three times a day, do I have a meal? Do I have a meal? Do I have a meal?]

【…It’s time to eat.】

Since she was hospitalized, Zhu Qing has always cared about her body. Chu Xiangyun is now said to be fat, and a large part of the responsibility lies with her.

Having said that, in order not to let Jiujiu go to report, Chu Xiangyun still had to go downstairs and walk up, maybe he could get some food from a little chef.

After she stood up, she suddenly found that there was an unread message in the chat interface, which seemed to have been sent by Chu Lian several days ago.

Chu Xiangyun went in curiously and found out that it was a single-player editing video about Yu Chengyou's school team assessment.

The time it sent... was exactly when she was fighting Yu Chengyou.

“…”

It seems that he missed it... Chu Xiangyun downloaded the video with a little guilty conscience and decided to go to have a meal after watching it.

At the beginning of the video, Yu Chengyou appeared. At that time, he was wearing the school uniform of the East College in a regular manner, and his weapon was a simple shield.

His face looked a little green. When facing the gaze of the audience, he also pursed his lips nervously, which was completely different from what Chu Xiangyun had seen before.

They obviously have the same appearance, but the people in the video seem more likable.

His performance in the arena is pretty good, but at that time it seemed that he had already had the prototype of the current battle. In Chu Xiangyun's current view, he had too many useless and deliberately fancy moves, and his whole body was full of flaws.

However, for the audience in the audience, they felt that they were feasting their eyes, and applause came one after another. With their encouragement, Yu Chengyou became more and more motivated and knocked his opponent to the ground in one fell swoop.

Afterwards, he seemed to notice a slightly shy but gloomy smile towards his camera.

For some reason, Chu Xiangyun subconsciously paused the video at this moment and was stunned for a few seconds.

"Xiaoyun, it's time to go downstairs for supper!"

A chirping voice came from behind her, and then it grabbed Chu Xiangyun's clothes, climbed up on her shoulders quickly, and looked in the direction where her eyes were cast.

"What are you looking at? Who is this person?"

"..." Chu Xiangyun was silent for a few seconds and asked, "Jiujiu must have seen the end of the school team assessment that day, right?"

"Yes, why did you suddenly ask this?"

"This person." Chu Xiangyun pointed to the screen, "He is the captain of the school reserve team that confronted the players in the last round of the ring match."

"Eh?" Jijiu's voice was incredible, and he couldn't help leaning closer to the screen.

"Impossible? No matter how you look, you don't look like a person!"

"But look carefully, my eyebrows and eyes seem to be a bit similar... Xiaoyun, are you wrong? Maybe they are twin brothers?"

Chu Xiangyun patted its head, then closed the bracelet interface, turned around and walked towards the door of the room.

"You're right, they're not alone."

"I'll just say..."

...

Even the unknown hero has to return to a peaceful daily life in the end.

Although Chu Xiangyun was watched by everyone for a while after the first grade of the midterm exam came out, the attention of this group did not last long, and soon everyone turned their attention back to the new round of schoolwork.

Chu Xiangyun is no exception.

It was another spiritual lesson. Lian Wenying fulfilled his promise that he would not appear in the classroom often. He disappeared after only a few classes at the beginning.

But in Chu Xiangyun's opinion, she felt that all this was the intention of drunken man, and the reason for her initial diligence was actually more of Pei Yang.

It has been a long time since Pei Yang joined the Propaganda Department, and she seems to have already walked out of the shadow of that day. Except for occasionally missing to participate in club activities, all her performance is no different from the beginning of school.

For example...now.

Pei Yang occupied the seat next to Chu Xiangyun before Samia. He seemed to be focusing on his own balance. In fact, his eyes were always sneaking at the person beside him, and Chu Xiangyun just pretended not to see it.

Half a semester has passed, and almost everyone can balance their balance. But this teaching aid has not retired because they face new challenges.

That is to output the spiritual power at both ends of the balance by yourself. You must keep the output amounts of the two times exactly the same, without any difference, so that it can be completely balanced.

The first-grade people who thought they had mastered their spiritual power had been hit again.

The reaction to this skeleton is-

"Always outputting a fixed amount of spiritual power, even a fool can do it after practicing it thousands of times. Do you think you are so powerful?"

Although she said that, in fact, this group of students who can no longer be called freshmen is very different from before.

The way they use spiritual power is no longer simply relying on instincts, rough and immature, but has their own thoughts. Just as the rough stone was polished into a diamond, they took the first step to becoming a spiritual master.

The most obvious manifestation is that they have mastered the maximum amount of spiritual power that the balance can withstand and will no longer repeatedly destroy their own balance.

Only...one person.

"Bang!"

Now, no one will subconsciously shrink his neck because of this sound, because the culprit who committed this has become famous throughout the first grade.
Chapter completed!