After Breaking Up With The School Beauty, I Became A Martial Arts Master

Indeed, Fang Yi expected Chu Qingli to break up. 

After all, in most people, no, except Fang Yi who knew about the resurrection of spiritual energy. 

Everyone thought. 

When Chu Qingli was admitted to Tsinghua University and Peking University, and Fang Yi was admitted to a junior college.

These two people are destined to go in opposite directions.

Their past may have been really beautiful.

But as Chu Qingli said, it's time to wake up from the dream.

The fairy-tale love dream of school days should also wake up.

"It's a clichéd opening. I always saw this kind of opening of being dumped when watching the resurrection of spiritual energy before. Can you be a little bit innovative?"

I often saw it before.

Is this the first sword to land, to kill the one you love first?

I didn't expect it to happen to him now.

Fang Yi chuckled without comment.

"Times have changed, Miss."

Fang Yi tapped the screen, typed a good word, and sent it.

On the other side.

Jiangyue Lakeside Villa District. On the balcony, a slender figure was reflected in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass. The rain kept washing her beautiful eyes. She tightly grasped the phone, looking a little entangled.

The phone vibrated and a short word popped up.

"Okay."

She looked down and her eyes trembled, as if she couldn't believe it.

But even if she almost stared a hole in the phone, the other party only replied with that one word and didn't send any more messages.

It was like a stone thrown into the sea, without causing any waves.

Chu Qingli couldn't help biting her lips with her pearly teeth, leaving deep teeth marks.

He answered so crisply, was he pretending, or was he really?

Chu Qingli couldn't help but click on the message again and check the reply repeatedly, but what annoyed her was that she actually saw a hint of indifference in that one word.

With a snap.

Chu Qingli's face turned cold, she threw the phone on the sofa, turned around and walked downstairs without looking back.

…

The rain fell for a while, until the city was soaked into a wet capsule, and then it finally stopped.

High-rise apartment.

After Fang Yi finished replying to the message, he no longer cared about this school beauty ex-girlfriend.

He walked into the living room and turned on the TV after a long time.

At this moment, the TV was broadcasting the noon news.

Fang Yi sat on the sofa and watched it attentively.

[Fishermen in coastal areas found super-large abalone, which was more than ten people could hug, suspected to be a product of nuclear waste water. ]

On the screen, an expert sat in the office, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and talked seriously to the camera.

"The situation facing mankind is very serious, which has never happened in history before. This time, we can't find a solution from history. We can only rely on our own abilities and try our best to adapt to the environment..."

Fang Yi frowned slightly when he heard this.

These words sounded like nonsense at first, but they were terrifying when you think about it carefully.

Sure enough, the reporter's next report was that this super-large abalone was also found inland.

In response, the expert gave the answer that "residents should also take corresponding protective measures at home."

He did not appease the people, nor did he deny the mutation of abalone. Instead, he urged residents to take precautions.

In the eyes of Fang Yi, who knows the inside story, this performance is more like knowing some other reason, but he can't say it directly due to the instructions from the top.

He guessed that this is most likely a warning from the country to ordinary people regarding the revival of spiritual energy.

In order for people to make corresponding preparations, the country has to give them a vaccination in advance.

Fang Yi changed another channel.

The news is still reporting strange phenomena.

[An ancient tree in a 5A-level scenic spot has grown too fast, and its roots are ten miles long, attracting tourists to watch. 】

The result of this report is that the scenic spot is blocked due to routine repairs and is temporarily not open to the public. In particular, it emphasizes that the noise during the repair period is disturbing, and tourists are asked not to go to the scenic spot in the near future.

Fang Yi looked at the news and touched his chin.

"Repair? Isn't it really isolation?"

In his opinion, this is more like a means of isolation by the country.

Isolating the ancient tree that attracted onlookers outside, in disguise, protected the safety of tourists.

Fang Yi changed several channels one after another.

He found that the news on each channel was the same.

[Cracks appeared in the earth, suspected of abnormal ground veins. ]

[Giant vines hanging from the depths of the sky, the source of which is unknown. ]

[Railway tracks were torn in many places, causing some casualties. ]

In short, it can be said in one sentence: Strange phenomena have occurred in various places, pay attention to your own safety.

There is an old saying in Xia State: Confucius does not talk about strange things.

In the past, there were news about such frequent phenomena, but they would never be broadcast so widely, let alone to the extent of flooding the screen.

The only possibility is that this was deliberately released by the top for the public to see.

"It seems that many supernatural phenomena have begun to appear in the world now, but under the cover of the country, it still maintains a superficial calm." Fang Yi said to himself.

This kind of silent and gentle way of reporting is the consistent method of Xia country, which can make the people accept the facts quietly. In the long run, when it is really impossible to conceal it, the people of Xia country can still keep a cool head and believe in their country.

This is relatively troublesome, but the effect is much stronger than the neighbor's zero-yuan purchase and Gatling shooting.

At this moment, Fang Yi's sight was deeply attracted by a rolling news.

The news showed:

[The ultraviolet intensity of Tsinghua and Peking University campuses is far higher than the normal value. Please take sun protection measures for all new students who report. ]

Tsinghua and Peking University?

Fang Yi suddenly remembered his ex-girlfriend, who seemed to have been admitted to Tsinghua and Peking University, and today was the first day of school. Tsinghua and Peking University were quite lively today.

However, this thought only flashed through his mind.

More importantly.

Tsinghua and Peking University have clear landmarks, and it is easy to find whether taking a car or subway. Moreover, compared with those mutated animals and plants, strong ultraviolet rays are not very dangerous. You just need to take good sun protection and avoid getting sunburned.

Fang Yi thought carefully for a moment and decided to go to Tsinghua and Peking University.

The next day, at ten o'clock in the morning.

A figure stood at the gate of Tsinghua and Peking University. The sun was scorching, stretching his shadow very long. The fallen leaves on the branches drooped over his head, as if they would be scorched in the next second.

Holding an umbrella, wearing a hat, and applying sunscreen, Fang Yi raised his head, wiped the sweat rolling down his face, and squinted at the top of his head.

Damn, the sun was shining, as if the sun favored this campus alone. The earth was so hot that it almost melted. The golden sunlight was like a burning flame. It was so bright that people couldn't open their eyes. The golden light was dazzling.

The security guard walked out of the security room and carefully tested the ground temperature. Then he looked at the temperature gun in his hand.

"74 degrees, damn, I'm earning 2,000 yuan a month, and I'm here to play with you?"