Chapter 1536
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Chapter 1536 Related to Your True Identity?
“I never noticed before, but now I see that Li Yifei is absolutely a lady-killer.” Jiang Er watched Li Yifei playing and singing surrounded by girls, and couldn’t help but sigh, “He’s tall, athletic, has a lively and sunny personality, values loyalty, and can sing and play instruments… Don’t all the college girls just fall for him?”
An Qingyu raised an eyebrow, “Really? You like this type too?”
“I’m not interested in men with developed athletic abilities, but being able to sing is quite nice…”
“Oh~”
An Qingyu’s expression was somewhat strange.
“Are you jealous?” Jiang Er’s voice took on a playful tone.
“No, there’s nothing to be jealous about.”
“You’re lying! You are jealous!”
“…”
An Qingyu’s mouth twitched slightly, “I’m going back…”
“Hee hee hee hee…”
“What are you laughing at?”
“It’s rare to see you jealous… surprisingly cute!” Jiang Er’s voice gradually became teasing.
An Qingyu’s temple popped a vein as he silently increased the speed of his wheelchair, sweeping past the road filled with drifting songs like a gust of wind, even overtaking several cars going over 60 mph, leaving pedestrians on both sides stunned in place.
…
“Is everyone in position?”
“I’m on his east side.”
“I’m on the west side.”
“I’m on the north side.”
“Good, wait for the crowd to disperse, then on my signal, we move simultaneously!” Fang Mo stood in the crowd, her gaze fixed on the possessed young man, speaking in a deep voice.
“But… don’t you find it strange?” Su Zhe’s voice was puzzled.
“What?”
“Why… is he crying?”
As Li Yifei strummed the strings one last time, the singing stopped, and he stood up from the stool, smiling and greeting the students gathered nearby. Waves of applause erupted.
The crowd at the back gradually dispersed, and at the same time, several figures approached Li Yifei.
“Hey! You sing so well… can I add your WeChat?”
“Ah? Ahem, sure! Scan mine!”
“I’d like to add you too!”
“Haha, scan together.”
“Which major are you in?”
“Handsome, want to join our music club?”
“…”
Li Yifei, surrounded by the crowd, smiled while scratching his head and answering their questions one by one. The girls who successfully added his contact information excitedly pulled their friends away, taking small steps and blushing.
“How about that, Zhang Yang! I won!” When most people had left, Li Yifei patted Zhang Yang’s shoulder and laughed, “You challenged me to get ten girls’ WeChat in ten minutes, and I got over thirty. Are you convinced?!”
“Well done, Li.” Zhang Yang couldn’t help but applaud, “Perfect timing, our department’s welcome party still needs performances. I’ll sign you up when I get back.”
“Welcome party? When?”
“Tomorrow. One of the acts was canceled last minute, so there’s a vacancy. You’d be perfect!”
“That works… but don’t forget to transfer the 200 yuan we bet!”
“Don’t worry, you’ll get it. Let’s go get something to eat…”
Just as Li Yifei was about to leave, a figure quickly emerged from the crowd. He reached out as if trying to grab Li Yifei’s clothes, his face streaked with tears:
“Chang Hong!”
His appearance startled Li Yifei, who instinctively stepped back half a step.
“Brother, I think you’ve got the wrong person?”
“Now!”
At the same time, Fang Mo’s voice instantly sounded in the team members’ communicators. Several figures rushed toward the possessed young man, grabbing his shoulders like lightning and restraining him in place.
Seeing them grab the young man, Li Yifei and Zhang Yang were stunned. “What… brothers, what are you doing?”
“Sorry, my roommate is having an episode. We’ll take him away now,” Su Zhe said with a smile.
“Chang Hong!” The young man struggled in Fang Mo’s grip, his reddened eyes fixed on Li Yifei as he shouted, “Chang Hong! Do you know how much I’ve missed you all these years? I knew you must have survived! Chang Hong…”
Fang Mo, wearing gloves, pressed on the young man’s chest, and a white figure separated from his body, immediately restrained by Su Yuan and Li Zhenzhen.
At such close range, everyone could see clearly that the white figure appeared to be a girl wearing a plain dress in the style of the last century, with a long ponytail, constantly staring at Li Yifei’s face, her mouth slightly opening and closing as if saying something.
Of course, ordinary people could hardly see her true form. In Zhang Yang’s eyes, they were just carrying away an unconscious young man.
“So he really was having an episode…” Zhang Yang shrugged.
Li Yifei stared blankly in the direction they left, his eyes full of confusion.
Li Yifei’s true form was the Nanda snake demon, naturally not an ordinary person. He clearly saw the girl’s existence and roughly guessed the identity of these young people… but he didn’t understand why the girl would mistake him for someone else.
“Li Yifei, Li Yifei?” Zhang Yang waved at Li Yifei, “What’s wrong, scared?”
“No, no…”
“Forget about it, let’s go eat.”
“Mm.”
…
Tap tap tap—!
In the empty kendo training hall, two figures crossed paths and quickly separated, bamboo swords and tree branches colliding with crisp sounds.
“Whew… your sword is too fast, I can’t keep up at all.”
Lu Menglei rubbed her sore wrist and spoke bitterly.
“You’re doing very well,” Cao Yuan nodded, “for an ordinary person.”
“You talk as if you’re not an ordinary person yourself… again!”
Lu Menglei mustered her spirit and raised her bamboo sword again, charging toward Cao Yuan.
While dodging her attacks, Cao Yuan looked into her eyes and, after a long silence, finally spoke:
“Senior, I want to tell you something.”
Hearing this, Lu Menglei’s sword-wielding hand trembled slightly, and she imperceptibly swallowed, “What?”
“I might not have time to come here for the next few days.”
“Huh? Why?”
“I have something to do,” Cao Yuan paused, “I need to find something in Beijing.”
“Find something? I can help you look! I’ll ask for leave tomorrow morning. No one knows Beijing better than I do!”
“Hmm… it’s better if you don’t get involved in this matter.”
Lu Menglei’s footsteps halted, and the bamboo sword she had raised halfway slowly lowered.
The entire kendo training hall fell into silence.
She looked into Cao Yuan’s eyes, and after a long while finally spoke: “Perhaps it has something to do with your true identity?”
