One Man’s Power

dusk.

Outside the cake shop.

Tang Hong was stunned for a while, the twilight steamer behind him emitted the afterglow of the sky, the sky was golden, and the air became cooler, so that the huge translucent floor-to-ceiling windows of the cake shop were dyed the color of the setting sun.

Unparalleled views.

On the table and chairs inside the floor-to-ceiling windows, sat a girl in a beret, with her chin resting on her hand, with delicate features and a small and exquisite face.

It seems that the people in the painting are a little unreal, because they are so beautiful.

"Meet her again."

A few words popped out of Tang Hong's mind.

Then I thought: "This is the natural beauty that doesn't need to be retouched."

Tang Hong took a deep breath, with a calm expression, took out his mobile phone, logged into the Xianyu APP, and asked where the third seller was now.

"I'm in the cake shop, by the window, wearing a light blue hat."

"..."

Seeing this passage, Tang Hong's eyes twitched. He looked at the chat record, read it again carefully, and suddenly raised his head to look over: "Is there a chance to meet you from a thousand miles away?"

Surprised and happy.

All characteristics are met.

The third buyer was the girl in the beret.

'etc. '

'She must have seen those product labels, and she doesn't want to give it from the dog... What will she think of me. '

Suddenly I felt uneasy, and then felt strange, what happened to me.

Laughing dumbly, Tang Hong secretly said: "It's nice to be alone, I don't want to get out of the single, and I don't want to do anything to her."

Why would there be a guilty conscience.

Furthermore.

The things he sells are men's models, she can't buy them for herself, she probably has a boyfriend.

"Sell things first."

From surprise to apprehension, and then from funny to breezy calm, all the complicated thoughts flashed in his mind. It took only a few seconds for Tang Hong to faintly realize that the strengthening of will is indeed beneficial to thinking and consciousness.

The will doesn't shine, it doesn't stand out, willpower is more like an inner practice.

He pushed the door open and walked to the girl in the beret.

she looked up,

The black and clear eyes stared straight at Tang Hong without blinking.

All the sounds in the cake shop seemed to disappear suddenly.

There was no change in emotion in those eyes.

"Salted fish?"

Tang Hong shook the bag containing two pure cotton scarves.

"Yes."

The girl in the beret responded briskly, tilted her head, and said with a smile: "Won't the girls be angry if you sell things online like this?"

"No, because there is none at all." Tang Hong shrugged.

"In this day and age, if there is no special label, no one will read it. If no one reads it, no one will buy it... In fact, the clothes I sell are redeemed with points. If you don't exchange them, it will be a waste."

The girl in the beret was delighted to hear it.

"It's wrong to lie to people."

"I know."

Tang Hong did lie.

Even though he didn't know what he was talking about.

"Look." Tang Hong handed over the bag.

"Well...no problem." The beret girl glanced at the color of the scarf, brushed her hair by her ears, and clicked to confirm receipt.

"OK."

Tang Hong nodded and got up to leave.

"Hey, wait, I'm going out too." The beret girl came out of the cake shop with a small cake in her hand, and said with a low smile, "It's strange, I seem to have seen you somewhere."

Tang Hong looked at the girl.

"Well."

He thought for a while and said, "No, I can't remember."

The girl asked again: "How did you go back?"

"Ride a bike."

Tang Hong hid the car keys by mistake, swept a small yellow car to the side, and rode back to school along the side of the road.

'wrong. '

'The car is parked in the other direction. '

Tang Hong wanted to cry, but he still couldn't understand the truth that beauty is a pink skull. His will is really useless.

After riding for more than ten minutes, Tang Hong turned back again.

The car was parked on the side road of Yunhai Art University. When it stopped just now, there were two cars in front and behind. Now it's gone. There are two empty seats in front and one empty seat in the back.

"call."

Tang Hong let out a breath, parked the little yellow car gently on the sidewalk beside him, and was about to get into the big yellow car.

Hush.

Like the sound of leaves.

In fact, the soles of the shoes rubbed against the gravel on the side of the road, and the sound came to his ears.

Tang Hong glanced casually, and was startled immediately. A huge crisis arose in his heart, and even his muscles were tense. He looked at Zhang Jing vigilantly.

'Oops. '

‘Why is this guy here, he is waiting for me on a special trip? Preparatory level extraordinary, Tiansheng organization, Zhang Jing! '

Obviously.

Zhang Jing, a short young man from the Tiansheng organization, was standing behind the tree just now, but he didn't realize it.

"Tang Hong."

Zhang Jing narrowed his eyes: "It seems that you know me."

This sentence is not an interrogative sentence, but an affirmative sentence.

"How do you know me?" Zhang Jing's expression was like that of a ghost, with a distorted smile: "Is it the saying that a transcendent is just around the corner?"

Tang Hong nodded and said nothing.

Once this kind of unexpected situation is encountered, the more you talk and do, the faster you die. No one knows which sentence, or which word, will drive Zhang Jing crazy.

He still remembered that at the teahouse in the alley that day, Fan Yu's face changed: People who are only one step away from the extraordinary, the longer they wait, the more unstable their mentality becomes.

"Are you nervous?"

"How can you be wary of me?"

Zhang Jing bared his yellow teeth and smiled strangely, as if he saw something shameful: "Why are you so vigilant, you don't know... am I a superhuman!"

"Extraordinary!"

"Do you understand what a transcendent means?"

Tang Hong's pupils tightened. What does it mean to be an extraordinary person, and what does it mean to not be afraid of an extraordinary person.

Peng! !

Without warning, Tang Hong slapped him with a slap, and subconsciously punched Tang Hong. Like a natural trajectory, his perfectly coordinated left fist blocked Zhang Jing, but a terrifying force surged from the opposite side.

Tang Hong took five steps back.

"kindness!?"

Zhang Jing froze in place.

Xia Feng blew past, Cicada yelled, and that distorted smiling face gradually turned into a complex color.

"Piquan...it's Piquan...it's that extraordinary training method." Zhang Jing's eyes became clear all of a sudden, and he took a deep breath.

"sorry."

Zhang Jing stood, bowed deeply, and retreated back, maintaining a bent posture, to the corner of the street, and to the dark night.

Until Tang Hong could no longer see him.

"this person……"

Tang Hong shook his left hand and massaged his left arm. This man is really crazy.

He deliberately waited here for him, and without saying a word, Zhang Jing violently attacked. And until Zhang Jing left, he still didn't understand what Zhang Jing was going to do.

Probing?

test?

But it's not right, he is a member of the special training camp organized by the Yellow River, and Zhang Jing is an official member of the Tiansheng Organization.

Totally irrelevant.

besides……

Tang Hong frowned tightly, and there seemed to be a flash of light in his mind: "According to the meaning expressed by Zhang Jing's low growl: Could it be that he suddenly became violent because of my vigilance!?"

"My vigilance stimulated him!?"

Tang Hong really couldn't figure it out, so he had to send a message to Fang Nanxun, asking if he had time to continue practicing boxing tomorrow.

Fang Nanxun didn't return.

He went to the Yunhai branch office, but couldn't find it. Fan Yu said that Consultant Fang was on a business trip again.

Had to fall asleep.

Countdown to special training camp: three days.