Obviously, He Has a Crush on Me

His sight seemed to be pierced, Jiang Nuan's nerves ached, and he lost points again.

"Come again." The concise voice is still cold, this is the attitude towards the opponent in the arena, and it will rest until death.

The girls surrounding Chen Lu covered their eyes.

"It's so miserable...I don't dare to watch it..."

Chen Lu pulled their hands down.

"I don't feel miserable at all. On the contrary, I think Jiang Nuan is really powerful. He can withstand Jian Ming's continuous attacks. You have to know that Jian Ming can face Lu Ran in one breath and maximize his speed with one blow, but he is sure to hit with a single blow. Nuan didn't do that, this is not a unilateral crushing fight, but a real guide."

The other girls put their hands down.

Jiang Nuan adjusted his breathing and moved his neck.

Don't worry, don't be afraid, Jiang Nuan.

She lowered her head, her toes stomped on the ground in a rhythm, and then she raised her head and returned to the other side of the centerline.

After eight consecutive swords, Jiang Nuan didn't score a single point. She seemed to have been stubbornly resisting, but even when she reached the end, she did not give up for a moment. Instead, a kind of admiration was born in the hearts of the people around her.

"Did you feel it?" Mu Sheng said, leaning on Xu Zitian's shoulder.

"What do you feel?" Xu Zitian asked.

"Of course, the difficulty of suppressing Jiang Nuan is increasing every time. It's like a resistance. It seems that every time it is suppressed by a strong force, but it will eventually rise up."

It was the ninth sword, Jiang Nuan's neck was full of sweat, she raised her face shield and shook her hair.

All the thoughts in my mind collapsed little by little under the concise crushing, condensing into a point, a point of origin waiting to explode.

When Jian Ming's sword power fell again, it seemed to split the storm and dust, and it was about to crush her. Jiang Nuan raised her hand, and a retrograde sliding sword counterattacked, pierced her breath from bottom to top, and hit Jian Ming's chest.

This is an angle that everyone did not expect. This is a sword that Jian Ming used in an instant in the reverse direction of the sword that hit Jiang Nuan just now, and Jian Ming who was hit stopped.

Jiang Nuan finally got a point, and it was an extremely subtle point.

It might just be a coincidence of Jiang Nuan's excitement, but the change in offense and defense at that moment was beyond imagination.

"You finally took out something that didn't belong to Lu Ran." He said lightly.

It was like a flash of fire brushed Jiang Nuan's brain, and the light rushed in in an instant.

Jiang Nuan retreated back to her original position, she looked at each other hard, her toes tapped according to the rhythm of her heartbeat.

It was the prelude to another fight. This time, Jiang Nuan took the initiative to attack. With her roar, sweat flew under the protective mask, as if she was the maker of the storm, hitting the concise sword with sharp arcs.

"So fast—" Chen Lu's heart tensed, this was probably the fastest blow she'd ever seen in a female sword.

However, it was still within the scope of concise reaction, but when Jian Ming raised his sword to completely destroy Jiang Nuan's fencing line, Jiang Nuan quickly retreated from each other's attacking distance after the two touched the sword. Nuan started to defend after missing a hit, but she suddenly moved forward quickly, coherently and swiftly, just like Lu Ran who had just played against Jian Ming, and the headwind roared, as if Jiang Nuan had been put together again by Jian Ming. The return of Jian Ming was about to suppress her attack by swinging her sword, but she did not expect Jiang Nuan to suddenly stop and touch Jian Ming with the tip of the sword. She had already made preparations for a head-on confrontation with him, suppressing the strength of a girl's whole body. , followed by a stab with a sword, and Jane stretched his body back and evacuated. At that moment, he said "bad" in his heart!

Jiang Nuan had long expected that he would retreat and dodge, and what she really picked on was his arm!

This sword is too ingenious, combining Lu Ran's half-lunge with the feint of an emergency stop, and at the same time a concise emergency stop and stab.

Chen Lu was stunned there. She knew very well that it was not just a difference in talent, but that Jiang Nuan's learning was not just to reproduce someone's killer move, but to reproduce it in Jiang Nuan's way.

He exhaled concisely, whether it was against Lu Ran or Zhuang Yun of Haichuan University, his life was not as close to the moment as it was at the moment...it was addicting.

Jiang Nuan also did not expect that his sword could extend beyond his preset attack distance, and instantly seemed to have a new understanding of his attack.

"Amazing..." Mu Sheng narrowed his eyes, "It's really lucky that Xiao Nuan is not a boy, otherwise Xu Zitian and I would really not have a chance to be selected for the provincial team in the National Youth Championship."

"This sword will allow Xiao Nuan to extend her offensive distance, and she will be more confident in the boundaries she can reach." Lu Ran replied with arms crossed.

Sure enough, starting from the next sword, Jiang Nuan's offensive extension seemed to extend outward by a dimension. She was even more daring, and the degree of arm waving and fake movements was so exaggerated that it was almost believable.

And the concise repression and counterattack have also moved up a level, and the level of counterattack shown after resisting Jiang Nuan's attack is astonishing.

Jiang Nuan scored six points in Jian Ming, but Jian Ming had already reached the fourteenth point.

Perhaps it was the last strike, Jiang Nuan's toes touched the ground, and the center of gravity of his body moved forward and backward with the soles of his feet, as if he was looking for the most suitable center of gravity.

Jian Ming on the opposite side raised his arm and pressed it down. It seemed that this sword would still be a sword close to the peak level.

The onlookers stopped breathing as they stood facing the centerline with their legs stretched out.

Saber's victory or defeat is very fast, and it is almost impossible to understand the moment when you have to try to recall every frame of the picture.

The two collapsed towards each other at almost full speed, like shattered rocks, splashing up, and the concise arm length allowed his sword to slash at Jiang Nuan's face shield first, which was a very strong deterrent!

Jiang Nuan tapped her toes, her back stretched forward when she retreated, and the concise sword that had not yet landed struck quickly and incomparably. In seconds, she followed the concise rhythm and kept retreating, and was almost suppressed by three-quarters of the kendo!

In this seemingly one-sided situation, after the heel of her left foot retreated, she decisively broke the fencing line of Jianming when Jianming tried to split her other shoulder. Jiang Nuan dispatched his own cross steps, and three consecutive cross steps pushed Jian Bing back to the other side.

Mu Sheng and Xu Zitian's backs were covered in cold sweat, while Lu Ran's arms were clenched tightly, the outcome was at this moment.

Jiang Nuan pressed the sword and used all his strength, but Jian Ming suppressed her and destroyed her attack, but Jiang Nuan adjusted himself into a defensive state in an instant, blocking Jian Ming's attack, At the moment when she raised the sword to counterattack, she suddenly realized that Jian Ming's sword was not strong enough, but as expected, Jian Ming immediately retreated after touching the sword with her, and then stabbed with force.

Jiang Nuan's eyes widened. It was a sword that combined skill and strength. The moment it stabbed Jiang Nuan, the blade bent, Jiang Nuan took a half step back, and Jian Ming had already won the exercise.

Fourteen to six.

It looks like a terrible loss.

Jian Ming raised his face shield, sweat fell on the tip of his nose, he took off his gloves and stroked his wet hair back.

"Not bad." said concisely.

Jiang Huai stood there.

He knew that his daughter was very talented, and he felt a sense of pride from her practice with Lu Ran in the club every weekend.

But this time, he suddenly realized that there are still many things that Jiang Nuan can be excavated, but Jian Ming just used one practice to cut all of this and give Jiang Nuan an outlet.

Jiang Nuan stood there, watching Jian Ming stretch out his hand in front of him.

He said in a mocking tone: "If you lose, you won't give a handshake?"

Jian Ming turned his face to the side, and the sense of oppression just now disappeared between his smiling eyebrows.

But just like the feeling of watching a concise game countless times, the simplicity on the field is the real simplicity.

"Thank you." Jiang Nuan held the concise hand.

She walked in front of Jiang Huai, and Jiang Huai's frowning made her under great pressure, but her father did not blame her for a single word, but summed up the tactical mistakes she had lost several times and tried his best to make every possible way. Reflect on her.

After Jiang Huai finished speaking, she returned to the bench, hugged her knees, and kept replaying the battle just now in her mind, each sword seemed to extend a different possibility.

Chen Lu thought that Jiang Nuan was unhappy because he was reprimanded by Jiang Huai for only getting six points, and was about to go to comfort, but was stopped by Jian Ming.

"Let her think for herself. Quiet thinking is sometimes an indispensable exercise."

"Oh..." Chen Lu nodded.

Jian Ming and Lu Ran were sitting on the bench opposite Jiang Nuan, both drinking mineral water and looking at the girl who was holding her knees and frowning.

"Lu Ran, do you understand now? It's impossible for her to watch you alone. You feel that you are practicing with her and passing on everything you have learned on the field to her is to teach her those An experience she didn't have. But you're just a person, and you gave her a glass top that seemed to be very high. Anyone can smash the glass top."

"Then do you know why this time I fight with you, do you lose? It's not a coincidence, but because Xiao Nuan is watching us. You want to win me too much, you are more impatient than before. But I know , every glass top I gave her was meant to be shattered by her."

Concisely silent.

"Go on!" Xu Zitian's voice came.

Jiang Nuan, who was sitting on the bench, looked in his direction subconsciously, only to see Xu Zitian throwing a bottle of mineral water over.

The bottle cap was not tightly closed, it was thrown away, the mineral water bottle was reversed in the air, and Mu Sheng, who was standing not far from Jiang Nuan, rushed over, but one step too late, Jiang Nuan immediately reached out and grasped the bottle body. The water in it poured out with a rush, and it flowed directly onto her face.

At that moment, what poured into Jiang Nuan's mind was the sound of water gurgling in her ears. She seemed to see herself falling into the water...

All her thoughts suddenly sank, and the bone-chilling cold hit her, making her tremble, and she suddenly fell into the depths of her memory, which was not clear but often recalled the fragment-in that empty fencing hall, her own In front of him was Lu Ran in a fencing suit.

The closer she gets to the pinnacle of this field, the clearer the memory of that night seems to be.

After they were exhausted, they were lying on the kendo, looking at the bright and dazzling lights above their heads. She turned to her side, and in her eyes, Lu Ran raised her arms to cover her eyes. From the tip of her nose to her chin, it was a neat and elegant line.

"Don't give up fencing, okay?"

"why?"

"I'm not as good as you in my studies, and I'm not as good-looking as you. I'm not as good as you in everything, but only in fencing. When I win some women's elite or some league championship, I can say to my dad, You see, I'm no worse than Lu Ran in fencing."

She spoke to him in a pleading tone.

She knew that it was impossible for Lu Ran to care about her thoughts, but her heart was full of expectations.

But he was silent for a long time, so long that Jiang Nuan almost forgot what he said.

Until the temperature raised by the exercise gradually cooled down, she sneezed, and Lu Ran, who was beside her, curled up her knees and sat up with her forearms propped up on her upper body.

She looked at him, and he said slowly, "If you have the ability to enter the top three examination rooms at the end of the semester, and the top ninety in the grade, I will not give up."

She was shocked, and immediately sat up: "What does the exam have to do with fencing! And I've been hovering in more than 100! You want me to enter the top three exam rooms, aren't you embarrassing me?"

Lu Ran stood up and walked to the men's locker room with his sword and face guard.

"You beg me."

Those words echoed in the fencing hall.

"Didn't I just beg you not to give up? What else do you want me to ask for?"

"Please let me teach you math, physics and chemistry."

"what?"

"Didn't your dad say that if you didn't get into the top three exams of the grade, he would never sign for you to participate in the competition? If so, even if I didn't give up fencing, you wouldn't have a chance to catch up with me."

Lu Ran, who was about to leave, turned around, and the corners of his lips were sunken. It was an unpredictable smile, but it filled her with hope at that moment.

He has always been high above, but at that moment, he bent down and told her - I am willing to take you for a ride.

"Are you alright!" Lu Ran's voice sounded in her ear, instantly pushing the fragment of memory away again.

Jiang Nuan opened her eyes suddenly, and found that Lu Ran, who was talking to Jane on the opposite bench, came to her side at some point.

"Xu Zitian, is it okay for you to have some snacks! How can you throw mineral water like this? You hit the little junior sister!" Mu Sheng's voice sounded.

Jian Ming has already found a towel to wipe Jiang Nuan's face.

Jiang Nuan was choked by the water and coughed, as if what appeared in his head just now were hallucinations.

"I'm fine...thank you..."

Jiang Nuan was absent-minded all afternoon.

She couldn't help but keep looking at Lu Ran, if what she just remembered was true, then Lu Ran had really been teaching herself since last semester?

After the practice, she followed Chen Lu and the others into the locker room.

In the shower, she turned on the water and let it run down the top of her head, the feeling of being submerged flooding back into her mind.

She remembered that she once came to Lu Ran's desk with a paper in her hand, "Teach me this question..."

Then Lu Ran drew a stroke on a notebook and formed a "positive" character.

He raised his eyes and said, "If I teach you this question, it will be five questions together."

"Okay, okay, five questions, what do you want from me?"

"Buy a bicycle and ride it to and from school every day."

"I don't want... The last time you taught me five questions, I promised to turn on the water for you. Everyone in the class said I like you."

"Then you go home and think for yourself, it's best to rely on yourself to get into the top three exam rooms of the grade."

"Ah, okay, okay, I'll go to my mother and ask for money to buy one, okay? Just think of it as a workout every morning! You teach me this question first. Didn't the teacher say that it is a compulsory question type for the final exam?"

The voices of the two of them gradually faded away, like a memory being dragged away.

Jiang Nuan suddenly turned off the faucet and took a deep breath.

Those pictures and sounds are like a barrier, is it something she forgot?

She pushed open the door stupidly and heard Chen Lu's voice.

"Xiao Nuan, are you ready? You have soap bubbles all over your head!"

"Ah...oh..." Jiang Nuan went back to the shower again.

The brain suddenly became confused.

What's up with those sounds and pictures?

She seems to have an agreement with Lu Ran?

Because I want her father to sign the registration form, so she has to be admitted to the top three exam rooms?

Lu Ran agreed to teach her, but for every five questions he taught, he had to agree to his conditions.

What about helping Lu Ran to fetch water to and from get out of class, buying a bicycle and following Lu to go to and from school... Maybe she didn't knit that silly scarf voluntarily!

Oh - I rub!

Maybe she never chased after Lu Ran last semester!

Jiang Nuan quickly washed off the bubbles, wiped it off hastily, and came out. As soon as he went out, he saw Lu Ran standing outside the corridor of the locker room with his sports backpack on his back.

I really want to go up and ask!

But Jian Ming also came out, just looking at her, and said, "Let's go, go home. My wife must have cooked delicious food for you."

Jiang Nuan's urge to start a teacher and ask for guilt can only be temporarily suppressed.

Sitting in the car returning home, Jiang Nuan didn't say a word. Her heart was like countless ants crawling around and biting her.

Maybe it was because I was so excited to watch the practice match between Lu Ran and Jianming today, and Jianming didn't know which nerve stabbed her in the battle with herself, or maybe it was the mineral water that was poured on her face from the top of her head, It pierced her memory, and all of a sudden a lot of things poured in.

At dinner, Lu Ran went back to his own house, because Aunt Yuan and Uncle Lu both went home, and it was rare for the three of them to have a meal together.

Instead, Jiang Nuan faced the braised pork ribs made by his mother, but bit his chopsticks and didn't know what he was thinking.