Star City Detective I Royal Cat and Mice

In Bai Yan's eyes, Zhan Qingyun's image sometimes became clear and sometimes blurred, like an old camera lens out of focus, you have to zoom in on it for a while, and zoom out for a while.

When it was clear, what Bai Yan saw was Zhan Qingyun who was kissing him and calling his name.When it was vague, it was his "respected" professor standing on the podium in front of him at the moment.How bizarre.

"Hey, listen, Zhan Qingyun! I mean, Professor Zhan Qingyun, I will appeal to the Academic Affairs Office—" Bai Yan's voice became hoarse with anxiety.

"If you think it's useful, you can try it." This sentence really angered Bai Yan.

"If this is not enough to convince the Academic Affairs Office, then what about the next one? Before that, I heard the seniors complain that if you blow the final exam papers with an electric fan, they will be blown by the wind. All the papers on the floor are marked as unqualified. I don't know if you can give everyone a reasonable explanation, what kind of rule is this?" He roared completely.

There was an uproar in the classroom.In fact, no senior has ever told Bai Yan about this. The reason why Bai Yan knew it was because of the chat between him and Zhan Qingyun, which happened on the bed.Of course, it was when Zhan Qingyun was extremely drunk.

"It means that they are unlucky—" Zhan Qingyun shrugged, from his expression, it seemed that this was not a big deal.

"Exam scores are determined by luck? Please tell us, can fans determine fate?! Does your fan have eyes?" Bai Yan's emotions became more and more agitated, and he obviously regretted taking this course.Why did he choose this course?Why didn't you take a serious and in-depth look at Professor Zhan's profile before choosing courses?Bai Yan cursed himself angrily.

"Then tell me—" Zhan Qingyun propped his hands on the podium, and glanced at everyone in the classroom, including Bai Yan, Zhan Qingyun continued to answer, "In your opinion, do bullets have eyes? Do they have eyes? Are you wearing a high-tech face recognition camera? One moment of distraction can kill you, you can die if you act one second earlier than others, you can die if you act one second later than others, you can die if you cut the red line, and you can die if you cut the blue line You might die, it’s even worse if you don’t cut anything—” Zhan Qingyun, who was pacing slowly back and forth on the podium, suddenly stopped, put the microphone close to his lips, and let out a loud bang—“Bang!”

"——Death." Zhan Qingyun paused for a moment, his face showing a smug expression, and the freshmen in the audience were obviously taken aback by his actions.

"Please allow me to tell you with regret that in the police profession, life and death are determined by these things called luck and you have nothing to do with it." He put away his fingers and spread his fingers in imitation.

"I want to tell you from the very beginning that this is not an ivory tower full of singing and dancing, and there is no lofty dream of punishing rape and eradicating evil and pursuing justice... Aesthetic righteousness, romantic righteousness—all messy righteousness None of them can help you—to survive. Remember, this is the Star City Police Academy, and everything you learn here has only one purpose—to survive.”

"So, go and burn more incense after class—whether it's for your studies or your future police career. The premise is that you can become a policeman." Wisps of smoke came out from the cigarette butt at Zhan Qingyun's fingertips, and it was stretching upwards , Stretched out some strangely shaped smoke rings, and then spread over his head.Bai Yan stood by the desk, clenched his fists tightly, trying to stop the trembling of his body due to the suffocation.

"Okay, that's all of our lessons for today." With Zhan Qingyun's final voice, the bell rang for the end of get out of class, how precise it was.

The school bell saves everything.However, what can save Bai Yan in the days to come, and how should he face Zhan Qingyun who suddenly became his "professor"?Bai Yan's hands were firmly digging at the wooden table board of the desk in front of him, his nails were deeply embedded in the gaps of the metal edging, as if only this could calm him down from the tingling pain from his fingers— ——If you think that Bai Yan’s anger is because he lost 90.00 credits at the beginning of the semester, then you are about [-]% right. As for the remaining [-]% of the reasons——Bai Yan is probably determined to take it to the grave... If Zhan Qingyun didn't mention it on purpose at this time, probably everyone can only hear about it in Bai Yan's memoirs or on the grave in the second half of the night.

So, damn it, Zhan Qingyun actually brought up those things inappropriately——

"If you have any questions that you don't understand—" After the students all filed out to the cafeteria and the classroom was empty, Zhan Qingyun walked to Bai Yan and said, "You can ask now."

"I'm just thinking, should I pretend to know you or not? Which way is better for me to get credits?" Bai Yan was silent for a while, "Why did you embarrass me so much in the first class? Tell me , What did I do wrong?" Bai Yan then asked.

Obviously, Bai Yan grasped the point.These words made Zhan Qingyun's heart tighten, and it could be seen from the slight twitch of the corner of his mouth, "I didn't expect you to be admitted to the police academy."

"It seems that your evaluation of me is a bit low." Bai Yan thought for a while, "This is completely opposite to your evaluation of me before." - Of course it will be different, after all, that evaluation was made on the bed, Bai Yan It's just that he didn't say what was in his heart directly.

"I hope you can understand that what I say and do now has nothing to do with our previous relationship."

"Don't you think this sentence sounds awkward no matter how you say it?" Bai Yan cursed the word "bastard" in his heart, but looked at Zhan Qingyun expressionlessly and asked deliberately, "I want to know you What kind of relationship is the so-called relationship between us?"

"Some things—you and I both know—" Zhan Qingyun pursed his lips, and he paused, "Listen, I hope you can choose to forget about that." To be honest, if it wasn't for Zhan Qingyun's sudden appearance After sitting on the podium in the classroom, after Bai Yan spends so much time, I'm afraid he will really forget about Zhan Qingyun.And the "that incident" that Zhan Qingyun said, in Bai Yan's view, it can barely be regarded as a small "accident" - an accident that happened after his birthday party.

"I drank too much that day. You know that." Zhan Qingyun's voice softened a little, "If possible, I think, in fact, I've been thinking, maybe I should find an opportunity to apologize to you. But I didn't think of it It will be on such an occasion."

"Coincidentally, me too—I'm talking about drinking too much." Bai Yan replied, he didn't expect that Zhan Qingyun would apologize for this matter, but at this moment he was very grateful for Zhan Qingyun's apology, This is a good bargaining chip for him.

"I am willing to accept your apology, as long as you return the [-] credits to me, then I promise to take every word of the 'thing' you said into the grave." Bai Yan felt that Zhan Qingyun had no reason to refuse For such a "fair" transaction, he confidently waited for Zhan Qingyun's answer.

"First of all, don't say such unlucky words, especially in the police academy." Zhan Qingyun replied, "Secondly, this is impossible, there is no possibility, so don't even think about it. Apologizing to you is one thing, but credit It's another matter."

"So, are you determined to let me leave the police academy?" Bai Yan didn't quite believe that this was Zhan Qingyun's answer, he raised his eyebrows and asked for confirmation.

"From the moment I first saw you in the classroom." Zhan Qingyun replied, "Yes. The answer is obvious-you must leave here." Then, Zhan Qingyun added, "The sooner you The better."

If it was written in the law that even if it was a metaphor that stabbing people to death would not pay for their lives, then Bai Yan would probably have done it when the end of Zhan Qingyun's words fell just now.

Bai Yan stopped talking. He bypassed Zhan Qingyun who was standing in front of him, and walked towards the door next to the podium. After turning off the power on the electronic blackboard, Bai Yan saw his figure coming forward, and then he saw clearly His own face - Bai Yan has always had a clear and correct understanding of his appearance, a well-proportioned figure, and facial features worthy of the word "exquisite" - so that anyone who passes by him will The kind that can't help but look back again, whether it's a man or a woman.

To say that the only "flaw" on this piece of jasper is probably on his cool and thick black short hair, a strand of silvery white showing from the bangs on the right side of his forehead.If I remember correctly, they should have grown almost overnight when he was about ten years old.This troubled Bai Yan when he was a child. He secretly used various hair dyes in an attempt to cut off or pluck out that strand of white hair, but they would soon grow back... Later, Bai Yan had no choice but to convince himself to accept it. they.What I have to admit is that as Bai Yan grows older, this small wisp of silver hair adds a unique flavor to him, and becomes a unique mark that belongs to Bai Yan.

But now, Bai Yan's supposedly handsome face shown on the screen was distorted by anger.

"Listen, Bai Yan, you don't belong here." Zhan Qingyun shouted behind him.

"Because of my father?" Bai Yan stopped at the door and asked with his back to Zhan Qingyun.Zhan Qingyun sighed.He raised his head and glanced at Bai Yan, opened his mouth, and seemed to swallow the words that came to his mouth.Then, he sighed again.

"Then, well, let me put it another way." Zhan Qingyun said, "This place doesn't belong to you."

"Can you tell me the difference between the two, Professor?" Bai Yan still turned his back to Zhan Qingyun when he spoke, "I'm afraid your students didn't understand this question." Of course, Zhan Qingyun like this Come to think of it, the difference is obvious.

"The Faculty Café has two good desserts. Maybe you want to try them?" Zhan Qingyun changed the topic suddenly. In fact, Zhan Qingyun was about to say something, but when he looked up, he suddenly saw—the intersection of the classroom back wall and the ceiling There is a camera on the left and right, facing them.

Bai Yan didn't react, his original answer must be "no", but what he blurted out became "maybe" - this answer really surprised Bai Yan himself, he touched his lips with his fingertips in disbelief, thinking The reason... Is it because Zhan Qingyun's words just now merged with a certain background sound in the back of his mind inexplicably?

Zhan Qingyun glanced at the working camera and deliberately raised his voice.

"In a grade, there will always be a few students who like to ask a question endlessly—" Zhan Qingyun picked up his dark maroon plaid trench coat from the back of the chair while talking draped over the shoulders.

"So, my usual method is to find a way to shut their mouths. Let's go, I think we can talk over tea about when you will withdraw from school." Thinking about it, he followed out.