Zerg’s Favorite Protagonist: Chapter 89 90

In the middle of the night, in the empty study, only a lamp on the table was lit alone.

Finally finished writing the annotation on the last page of the textbook, Bai Shan put down his pen, took off his glasses, and rubbed the sour corners of his eyes.

When I opened my eyes, I saw the dark blue sky outside the window, and the orange-yellow moon was already shrouded in tulle-like light clouds.

He stood up, walked over and pushed the window open, and the cold silence of the autumn night took the opportunity to get into the house.

The same autumn night, the same quiet and peaceful campus.

There was a trace of nostalgia on Baishan's face, and the night thirty years ago was also so beautiful.

With his hands behind his back, the always resolute lines on his face softened a little.

He bent his lips, suddenly remembered something, and rummaged around in the study.

He finally found a thick photo album at the bottom of the cabinet and carefully shook off the dust. He sat back in front of the desk and placed the photo album in the center of the lamp, with an unprecedented dignified expression.

He slowly put on his reading glasses, just put his fingers on the edge of the album, and was about to open it, but keenly heard something strange outside the study.

The teachers and students of the school all know that this is Lieutenant General Baishan's site, and they won't approach it easily. Plus it's getting late, who would come here?

Bai Shan turned off the desk lamp, the last light in the study disappeared, and it was completely dark.

Bai Shan took out a matching gun from the drawer and stuck it in his hand.

He is a male, and his physical strength has never been better than that of a female. For many years, carrying a gun with him has become his habit.

The muzzle of the gun was facing the ground to prevent the fire from escaping. He walked to the door quietly, and judged by the sound that the person who came was standing on his right. He suddenly kicked the door, pointed the muzzle at the opponent exactly, and said coldly: "You are Who?"

Accompanied by the sound, there was a muffled sound, Qingyun drifted away from the moon, and the bright moonlight penetrated in, illuminating the outline of the visitor.

Only then did Bai Shan realize that his gun was raised too high, and the opposite was Sheng An with his hands raised and a look of astonishment.

Bai Shan frowned, put the unloaded gun aside, picked up the book that fell on the ground, handed it to Sheng An as if nothing had happened, and said, "What am I doing here again?"

Sheng An's face was a little ugly.

Indeed, it was he who promised not to come after the quarrel with Bai Shan, but who made his grandfather scolded him severely and ordered him to apologize, but Sheng An never bowed his head to anyone in his life and put the thick book on his lap With a smash, he raised his head and said, "The book has fallen."

Bai Shan: "Have you found it now?"

Sheng An still raised his head, "I found it."

Bai Shan turned around, "If you find it, go quickly."

It seems that there is something disgusting on the opposite side, and I don't want to see more of it for a second.

Sheng An's face darkened. He pushed his wheelchair and quickly circled in front of Baishan. He raised his head and asked, "Why don't you ask me why I came to get the book at night?"

Bai Shan didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

It's this attitude again, as if he has nothing to do with him, just two unrelated individuals, no one can be next to each other.

A fire rushed into Sheng An's mind, and his voice was sharp, "This book is to be given to your disciple, Song Bai's birthday present."

Finally seeing the surprise and astonishment on Bai Shan's face, Sheng An showed a smug smile on his face, "I also said that I like him, and I don't even know his birthday tonight."

He weighed the heavy book in his hands, raised his head higher, and said in a calm tone: "He is indeed likable, I have known each other for four months, and he has helped me several times, this time even more. Ping coaxed him back from the military, but what about you, teacher?"

Under the moonlight, Bai Shan folded his arms, his eyes seemed to penetrate Sheng An.

The smile on Sheng An's face disappeared, he hated this kind of ignorance, and he looked back coldly: "Teacher, what else is there between you and me besides the names of teachers and students?

His voice was getting louder and louder: "It's been six years, even a stray cat has been fed it for a few months, but you, your heart is made of stone!"

Seemingly surprised by Sheng An's naivety, Bai Shan finally looked at Sheng An from top to bottom, picked up the gun beside him, and walked straight into the study.

"After that, let's go."

The study door slammed shut, leaving Sheng An alone in the room staring blankly at the door.

Bang, bang, bang, bang.

Sheng An frantically swept all the books and materials on the table beside him to the ground, and the papers flew in the air and fell to the ground.

"Bai Shan, are you sick!"

Outside the study, there was a hoarse cry.

Bai Shan sat steadily in front of the desk, opened the photo album, and turned a deaf ear to the depressing scream of collapse outside the door.

It was finally silent.

Bai Shan carefully picked up a photo and watched it carefully under the light.

This is an old photo from thirty years ago, taken on Tianfu Mountain.

Two heroic adult males held up a gorgeous young female female. There was no trace of the years on their faces, and each of them smiled so happily.

Bai Shan's fingers gently stroked the smiling face of the gorgeous young man, as if he was afraid of scaring him.

That year, Xiao Rong was only fifteen years old, and at such a young age, she didn't have the quiet and quiet appearance of a female. She always liked to follow behind their brothers' ass.

However, since Xiao Rong got married, they haven't seen each other for 20 years.

A burning torment suddenly intensified, the smile on Bai Shan's face disappeared, and he heard the sound of his heart beating wildly.

He quickly put down the photo, skillfully found the medicine bottle, swallowed the medicine, and felt a little better in his heart.

Just the thought of him being married...

Bai Shan smiled wryly and re-folded the photo back into the album.

After looking at the time, Bai Shan remembered that he was so busy revising Major General Sardin's manuscript that he hadn't even had time to read the military news.

He touched the remote control and opened the satellite TV channel of the home terminal. He was about to change the channel, but was stunned by the familiar face.

On the screen, the young Song Bai sat down behind the microphone surrounded by flowers, and there was no trace of youthful youthfulness.

"Mr. Song, you said 'our society needs reflection'. Does this 'reflection' refer to your criticism of your dissatisfaction with the existing male insect protection system?"

Bai Shan, who is older than the reporter's routine, knows that if Song Bai directly answers yes or no, then he will fall into the trap of polar opposites given by the reporter. At that time, the reporter can logically use the "male worm to attack the existing protection system". Make a big fuss.

Song Bai in front of the camera was not at all green. He smiled slightly and said: "Like all citizens, I hope that the society will become more and more progress. And progress requires more people of insight to participate in the creation of insect stars together. work together for a better future.”

The reporters were dumbfounded by the official words. The questions from the reporters in the back were either sharp or secretive. The young males were all calm and unrestrained.

Sure enough, he is a handsome boy, Bai Shan thought with a smile.

On the TV, the camera suddenly came to a close-up. The male worm's young face was completely visible, and Bai Shan's smile froze at the corner of his mouth. He quickly got up, reopened the album, shook out the photo, and watched Song Bai on the TV repeatedly. several times.

Finally, a huge shock appeared on his face.

"how is this possible?"

He murmured, the photo slid to the ground, and on the far left of the photo, the charm between the eyebrows of the older male was seven points similar to Song Bai on TV.

…

The brightly lit You House, the living room.

The toothpick pierced the purple grape skin, revealing the plump and plump flesh, and rolled into the bowl as soon as it slurped.

A black suitcase slid past the coffee table, Xiao Rong said without raising his head, "Come here and peel this bunch of grapes for me."

Yushen was impatient: "You go to Xiaofeng, my plane is too late."

Xiaofeng is one of the four life assistants in the You family, dedicated to meeting Xiao Rong's discerning needs.

"Don't make me say it a second time."

Yushen's hand clenched tightly on the luggage handle, but he finally let it go due to the bad behavior of his second father in the past.

Xiao Rong wiped his hands with a wet towel, and lay lazily on the couch, "Pile up the small bowls, and don't throw any of them away."

Yushin stopped the hand that was throwing grapes under the coffee table, gritted his teeth, and continued peeling.

Xiao Rong turned on the TV lazily. On the screen was Song Bai being interviewed by a reporter. You Shen was in a hurry to catch a plane, glanced at him not interested, and turned back after talking about "what to do", but his hands were completely blank. stop.

The familiar sound of the engine came from the courtyard, followed by the bodyguard's greeting. You Shen's face changed, he stood up and was about to leave, Xiao Rong said, "Don't move!"

Being oppressed by his second father all the year round, You Shen really didn't move. When he recovered, the male who wanted to avoid him walked into the living room and hugged Xiao Rong lying on the sofa.

"Xiao You, bring the grapes to your father." Xiao Rong said.

Yushen's face sank, "You drag me for this!"

"Why are you talking to your second father! It's rude?!" Patriarch You said softly.

Yushen threw the grapes, stood up and said, "I'm just a worm anyway. You guys work together to deal with me. From today on, I won't be coming back!"

He picked up the suitcase and walked towards the door.

"Come back and apologize to your second father—" The door slammed loudly.

Xiao Rong patted Patriarch You dissatisfiedly, "Why are you talking about him again? Xiao You finally came back once, why don't you hurry up and repair the father-son relationship with him."

"His wings are hard, he loves to roll where he wants to go," the head of the family You You buried at the side of his partner's neck.

Xiao Rong pushed him away and glared at him: "How can you be as knowledgeable as your son at an age?"

"You treat him like a parent and think about him, why is he yelling at you?"

Xiao Rong rolled his eyes, and when he was involved, Family Master You's heart was smaller than the tip of a needle.

"I don't care what reason you have, anyway, after you go abroad, you are not allowed to embarrass Xiaoyou again. What kind of bad place did you adjust last time, and he came back in a circle?!"

"Okay, if you talk, your husband will listen." The head of You Family has already set a worse place than last time.

"Really?" Xiao Rong couldn't believe it.

"I didn't listen to what you said that time?" Patriarch You opened his eyes and said nonsense.

Xiao Rong had to say something else, but Patriarch You quickly changed the subject: "Who is this on TV, why does he look familiar."

"Sadin is a hero, come back to our house for dinner, I teased him, the soup spilled all over, he was stupid." Xiao Rong sneered, watching Song Bai, who was making special comments on TV, nodded and said: " Barely reliable."

Patriarch You knew that this was a very satisfied performance from his awkward partner, indicating that he was in a good mood.

In a normal tone: "Someone called me on the road just now and said I was looking for you."

"Looking for me? Then why didn't he call me directly..." Xiao Rong's smile faded like a tide, he sat up, stared at Patriarch You, and said, "I told you earlier that he was blacklisted! You Why don't you do it? Give it to me, and I'll pull it for you!"

When Xiao Rong came up, he was going to grab the You family's main terminal.

Patriarch You covered the terminal, took a step back, and said calmly: "After all, they are all old friends, this friendship is not easy."

Xiao Rong didn't listen. He went down to the ground with bare feet, chasing Patriarch You with his teeth and claws, and the two walked around the coffee table one after the other.

"I told you, I don't want to hear a word of his words!

Xiao Rong couldn't catch up with the family head You, he was panting on his knees, a little embarrassed, but it didn't prevent him from still being breathtakingly beautiful.

Taking advantage of his height, Family Master You kept his hands high. He looked at Xiao Rong's shrunken feet, frowned slightly, and said, "He said he had something important to call you this time, otherwise I wouldn't tell you."

"You Chengwu! Can you give me the terminal!" Xiao Rong stretched out his hand, his face slightly angry.

"You have to meet him." Seeing that Xiao Rong was really angry, the family head You had no choice but to use his trump card, "After all, Sheng Baishan is now Sardin's direct boss and the teacher of the great master of Sardin. If you want to embarrass Sardin, then But it's easy."

Xiao Rong's expression softened.

Patriarch You continued his efforts: "Just go and see him, it's really not good, I'll accompany you, if you don't want to, we'll come back right away."

Xiao Rong was silent for a while, and finally nodded: "Okay, I'll see you!"

Xiao Rong nodded, and Patriarch You finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"But you have to give me the terminal!"

Knowing his partner's temperament, Patriarch You immediately took off the terminal and handed it to him. Xiao Rong personally blocked Baishan in front of Patriarch You, and threw it back into Patriarch You's hands: "There is no next time, otherwise don't want to go to my bed again!"

Go back to the bedroom barefoot.

Master You smiled bitterly, the hero who was so threatened by his partner, on this worm star, I am afraid that he is the only one.

Let Xiao Rong let go, Bai Shan, I hope what you said is true.

…

The moon rises in the sky, and a singing bar not far from Beijing University is still open.

In the private room, red and green neon lights alternately shine on the singer's delicate face.

"Sadin, it's very late, it's time to go home," Song Bai tried to take away the microphone from Sardin's hand, but was hit on the back of the hand by Sardin.

"You... go away, don't touch me!" Sardin's cheeks were red, and there was a faint smell of alcohol on his body.

"You shouldn't be allowed to drink."

Song Bai sighed, his hands were red and hot, and Sardin exerted a lot of force, apparently drunk and confused.

The press conference is over, and the live broadcast is over.

However, the alumni invited at the scene suddenly became enthusiastic towards Sardin. Song Bai got rid of the layers of collaborators who came to chat, while Sardin was surrounded by the fanatical females, and repeatedly applauded and applauded. Throw darts one at a time.

The wine was sent by Ya female, and it was finished by Sardin on the way home.

Last time at the dance party in Jiangcheng, Sardin only drank a little red wine, and he was a little drunk, but he was sober. This time, Sardin lost even his sanity, and he wanted to sing at night.

What else can Song Bai do? Of course, he will follow.

"Who drank it? I only drank water," Sardin shook his head back and continued to sing: "Drink, you can't control it!"

Song Bai grabbed Sardin's shoulder and turned around, looking into his eyes: "Tell me, who am I?"

"Who... Who are you?" Sadin swept away his hand impatiently, "You are not a hero, you are not allowed to touch it!"

Well, I still knew each other just now, but now I don't even know anyone.

I've seen people who drink too much wine and don't recognize people. I've never seen people who only drink one bottle of Sardin like this, and they don't recognize people more and more.

Song Bai grabbed the microphone and carried Sardin on his shoulder like a sack. Sardin hammered him with his hands and feet: "Put me down...down!"

As expected of a military female, she is quite powerful.

Song Bai hissed and threw Sadin on the sofa, turned around and strode back to retrieve the windbreaker on the shelf. Sadin stood up and was about to run. Song Bai opened the windbreaker, tied the restless Sadin back, hugged him Out of the room.

"Hey, that male, stop for me!" Walking through the hall, a female at the front desk

Chasing up from behind with a baton in hand, he had a serious face: "Put down the one in your arms, this place is not for you to spoil Ya-wo, you stand for me! Just say you!"

Song Bai was powerless, so he had to stop and explain: "This is my lady, he is drunk, do you want to see our marriage certificate..."

The front desk in front of him had a dull expression, so Song Bai had to remind again: "Marriage certificate?"

The front desk woke up instantly, he quickly turned off the baton, his face was ecstatic, and he said incoherently: "You ... you are Mr. Song, I watched your replay just now, I like you very much, by the way you must be Sadin. Sir? I like him too, can you take a picture together, you see..."

After leaving the group photo, Song Bai walked out to sing. Sadin in his arms finally settled down and fell asleep.

Song Bai tipped Sardin in dissatisfaction, "You almost made me hit with a baton."

Sardin snorted, as if in protest.

Under the moonlight, the females sleep peacefully, and the males have gentle eyebrows.

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